Mrs. Livingston
sent to town to ask permission of the owner, who readily granted it.
He had forgotten that he owned the cabin. It seems that no one has
occupied it in several years. Mrs. Livingston also obtained some new
blankets for us, but for to-night we shall have to put up with some
hardships. To-morrow you girls can fix us bough-beds; then we shall be
quite comfortable. But we shall have to cook out-of-doors, there being
no stove in the cabin."
"We shan't be able to cook on the bar. The breeze from the sea is so
strong there that it would blow the fire away."
"We must come to camp for our meals, then. Perhaps that would be
better after all. We don't wish to run away by ourselves; and besides
this, you are now a Torch Bearer and must take a more active part in
the affairs of the Camp, even if you are of the Meadow-Brook group,"
reminded the guardian.
Harriet nodded thoughtfully.
"How good and kind Mrs. Livingston is! And think of what she has done
for me. It is too good to be true."
"What is too good to be true?" questioned the Chief Guardian herself.
"Everything--all that you have done for me."
"We are still in your debt. Now you had better be getting along. Will
you need a light?"
"No, thank you.
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