The Girl Scouts at Camp Comalong Peg of Tamarack Hills

Just to show that grown folks, when they are home-grown, appreciate children’s aspirations and often delight in promoting them, the equipment for Camp Comalong when it “camalong” was a big surprise indeed. Parents of the little troop, the “Junior Bobolinks” as they decided to call themselves, united in procuring a regulation outfit for the girls; and the site finally chosen was on a hill overlooking the lake, near enough other camps and especially near to one camp in which was “housed” a club of Normal School young women, secretly pledged to “have an eye” on Camp Comalong.

The girls could scarcely believe that all the freight consignment piled up on the small floor of that office could really be for them. Corene “fell to” immediately and took charge. She ordered the others about as if she were a qualified directress, indeed, and sent each on a different errand somewhere: to get a couple of express men to cart the stuff to the grounds, to get a carpenter to cut some strong tent pegs, to get the hammers, the saws, the hatchets and so many necessary implements that it seemed the Bobolinks were not going to follow out the primitive living system of their namesakes, the little birds that sing as they fly, and seem to need the songs to propel the wings, as each fluttering movement is accompanied by its fluttering song.