"Well, you needn"t worry any more, then. Why, one of the first things she did in the city, when she started this Camp Fire, was to get us all to work to get better milk for the babies in the poor parts, where the tenement houses are. We all helped, but she did most of it. And now all the milk is good and pure, and the babies don"t die any more in the hot weather in summer."
"That"s fine. I"d like to be a Camp Fire Girl."
"Why shouldn"t you be one, then?"
"But--"
Bessie hesitated.
After all, why not? Maw Hoover would never have let her do anything like that--but Maw Hoover couldn"t stop her from doing anything she liked now. Wanaka had told her what Zara had always said, that Maw Hoover couldn"t make her stay, couldn"t make her keep on working hard every day for nothing but her board. She had read about girls who had gone to the city and earned money, lots of money, without working any harder than she had always done. Perhaps could do that, too.
"You talk to Wanaka about that when she comes back," said Minnehaha, who guessed what Bessie was thinking. "You see her. She"ll explain it to you. And you"re going to be happy, Bessie. I"m sure of that. When people do right, and still aren"t happy for a while, it"s always made up to them some way. And usually when they do wrong they have to pay for it, some way or another. That"s one of the things we learn in the Camp Fire."
"Here comes Wanaka now," said one of the other girls. "There"s someone with her."
Bessie looked frightened.
"I don"t want anyone from Hedgeville to see me," she said. "Do you suppose they"re coming here?"
"Wanaka will come first. See, she"s staying on the other side of the lake. It"s a man. He"s carrying her things. I"ll paddle over for her in a canoe. I don"t think the man will come with her, but you and Zara go into the tent there. Then you"ll be all right. No one would ever think of your being here, or asking any questions."
But Bessie watched anxiously. She couldn"t make out the face of the man with Wanaka, as she peered from the door of the tent, but if he was from Hedgeville he would know her. Everyone knew the girl at Hoovers", whose father and mother had deserted her. Bessie had long been one of the most interesting people in town to the farmers and the villagers, who had little to distract or amuse them.
"Stay quiet, Bessie," warned Minnehaha, as she stepped into the canoe.
"You"ll be all right if you"re not seen. I"ll bring Wanaka back right away."
With swift, sure strokes, Minnehaha sent the canoe skimming over the water. The other girls were busy in various ways. Some were in the tents, changing their clothes for bathing suits; some had gone into the woods to get fresh water from a spring. For the moment no one was in sight. And suddenly, out of a clear sky, as it seemed, disaster threatened. Clouds had been gathering for some time but the sun was still out, and there seemed no reason to fear any storm.
But now there was a sudden roughening of the smooth surface of the water; white caps were lashed up by a squall that broke with no warning at all. And Bessie, filled with horror, saw the canoe overturned by the wind. She saw, too, what eyes less quick would have missed--that the paddle, released from Minnehaha"s grasp as the boat upset, struck her on the head.
For a moment Bessie stood rooted to the spot in terror. And then, when Minnehaha did not appear, swimming, Bessie acted. Forgotten was the danger that she would be discovered--her fear of the man on the other side of the lake. Wanaka might not have seen, and there was no time to lose. The accident had occurred in the middle of the lake, and Bessie, rushing to the beach, pushed off a canoe and began to drive it toward the other canoe, floating quietly now, bottom up. The squall had pa.s.sed already.
Bessie had never been in a canoe before that day. She made clumsy work of the paddling. But fear for Minnehaha and the need of reaching her at once made up for any lack of skill. Somehow she reached the spot. By that time the other girls had seen what was going on, and help was coming quickly. Some swam and some were in one of the other canoes. But Bessie, catching a one of the most interesting people in town to the farmers and the villagers, who had little to distract or amuse them.
"Stay quiet, Bessie," warned Minnehaha, as she stepped into the canoe.
"You"ll be all right if you"re not seen. I"ll bring Wanaka back right away."
With swift, sure strokes, Minnehaha sent the canoe skimming over the water. The other girls were busy in various ways. Some were in the tents, changing their clothes for bathing suits; some had gone into the woods to get fresh water from a spring. For the moment no one was in sight. And suddenly, out of a clear sky, as it seemed, disaster threatened. Clouds had been gathering for some time but the sun was still out, and there seemed no reason to fear any storm.
But now there was a sudden roughening of the smooth surface of the water; white caps were lashed up by a squall that broke with no warning at all. And Bessie, filled with horror, saw the canoe overturned by the wind. She saw, too, what busy with Minnehaha, who soon showed signs of returning consciousness. So Bessie did not see or hear what was going on outside.
For the man who had been standing with Wanaka on the other sh.o.r.e had seen Bessie, and he had known her. No wonder, since it was Paw Hoover himself, from whom Wanaka had bought fresh vegetables for the camp. He had insisted on helping her to carry them out, although Wanaka, thinking of Bessie and Zara, had told him she needed no help. But she could not shake him off, and on the way he had told her about the exciting happenings of the previous day, of which, she told him, she had already heard in the village.
"By G.o.dfrey!" said Paw Hoover, as he saw the rescue of Minnehaha, "that young one"s got pluck, so she has! And, what"s more, Miss, I"ve a suspicion I"ve seen her before!"
Wanaka said nothing, but smiled. What Paw Hoover had told her had done more to confirm the truth of Bessie"s story than all the talk she had heard in Hedgeville. She liked the old farmer--and she wondered what he meant to do. He didn"t leave her long in doubt.
"I"ll just go over with you," he said, "if you"ll make out to ferry me back here again."
And Wanaka dared not refuse.
"Had an idea you was askin" a lot of questions," said Paw Hoover, with a chuckle. "Got lots of ideas I keep to myself--"specially at home. An"
say, if that"s Bessie, I want to see her."
Wanaka saw that there was some plan in his mind, and she knew that to try to ward him off would be dangerous. There was nothing to prevent him from returning, later, with Weeks or anyone else.
"Bessie!" she called. "Can you come out here a minute?"
And Bessie, coming out, came face to face with Paw Hoover! She stared at him, frightened and astonished, but she held her ground. And Paw Hoover"s astonishment was as great as her own. This was a new Bessie he had never seen before. She was neatly dressed now in one of Ayu"s blue skirts and white blouses, and one of the girls had done up her hair in a new way.
"Well, I swan!" he said. "You"ve struck it rich, ain"t you, Bessie?
Aimin" to run away and leave us?"
Bessie couldn"t answer, but Wanaka spoke up.
"You haven"t any real hold on her, Mr. Hoover," she said.
"That"s right, that"s right!" said Paw Hoover. "I cal"late you"ve had a hard time once in a while, Bessie. An" I don"t believe you ever set that shed afire on purpose. If you hadn"t jumped into the water after that other girl I"d never have suspicioned you was here, Bessie. You stay right with these young ladies, if they"ll have you. I"ll not say a word.
An" if you ever get into trouble, you write to me--see?"
He looked at her, and sighed. Then he beckoned to her, and took her aside.
"Maw"s right set on havin" her own way, Bessie," he said. "But she"s my wife, an" she"s a good one, an" if she makes mistakes, I"ve got to let her have her way. Reckon I"ve made enough on "em myself. Here, you take this. I guess you"ve earned it, right enough. That fire didn"t do no real damage--nothin" we can"t fix up in a day or two."
Bessie"s eyes filled with tears. Paw Hoover was simply proving again what she had always known--that he was a really good and kindly man. She longed to tell him that she hadn"t set the barn on fire, that it had been Jake. But she knew he would find it hard to believe that of his son, and that, even if he took her word for it, the knowledge would be a blow. And it would do her no good, so she said nothing of that.
"Thank you, Paw," she said. "You always were good to me. I"ll never forget you, and sometime I"ll come back to see you and all the others.
Good-bye!"
"Good-bye, Bessie," he said. "You be a good girl and you"ll get along all right. And you stick to Miss Mercer there. She"ll see that you get along."
Not until he had gone did Bessie open her hand and look at the crumpled bill that Paw Hoover had left in it. And then, to her amazed delight, she saw that it was a five-dollar note--more money than she had ever had. She showed it to Wanaka.
"I oughtn"t to take it," she said. "He thinks I burned his woodshed and--"
"But you know you didn"t, and I think maybe he knows it, too," said Wanaka, "You needn"t think anything of taking that money. You"ve worked hard enough to earn a lot more than that. Now I"ve found out that what you told me was just right. I knew it all the time, but I made sure.
Bessie, how would you and Zara like to stay with us, and come back to the city when we go? I"ll be able to find some way to look after you.
You can find work to do that won"t be so hard, and you can study, too."
"Oh, I"d love that, Wanaka," For the first time Bessie used the name freely. "And can we be Camp Fire Girls?"
"You certainly can," said Wanaka.
CHAPTER V
AN ALARM IN THE NIGHT