"Great," was the reply. "That is, so far. And only think, Rod, Miss
Arabella has been here all day helping Mrs. Britt. She is a wonder.
She is selling refreshments now."

"Is grandad here?" Rod asked.

"Yes, and everybody else, I guess. The summer people have turned out
splendidly. There are several autos here, and so many strange people.
I don't know any of them."

As Whyn mentioned the autos an expression of anxiety came into Rod's
eyes. He wondered if Miss Royanna had arrived. Perhaps she was
waiting for him. He must go and find out at once.

Left once more alone, Whyn sat and watched all that was going on. Her
face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with animation.
But she was disappointed, nevertheless. The choir could not come, and
so there would be no singing. Several of the members were away, so
Parson Dan had told her, and the others would not come without them.
The people will think it so strange, she said to herself, and the
scouts will feel badly. Whoever heard of a concert without singing and
music of some kind.

Ere long the crowd began to gather about the large platform which
Captain Josh and the scouts had built in front of their club-room.
Then it was that the performance began. First came a staff-drill by
all the boys. They did it well, and were called upon to repeat it.
This was followed by signalling. The scouts were lined up, each
holding two small flags in his hands. The captain in a deep voice
called out the letters from A to Z, and not one boy made a mistake. He