faces the girls sprang to their feet and sang, "Burn, fire,
burn," and then, "Mystic Fire," with its dramatic gestures.
Gladys, sitting in the shadows, looked on curiously at the
fantastically clad figures passing back and forth around the fire
singing,

"Ghost-dance round the mystic ring,
Faces in the starlight glow,
Maids of Wohelo.
Praises to Wokanda sing,
While the music soft and low
Rubbing sticks grind slow.
Dusky forest now darker grown,
Broods in silence o'er its own,
Till the wee spark to a flame has blown,
And living fire leaps up to greet
The song of Wohelo."

As they chanted the words the girls acted out with gestures the
dancing ghosts, the brooding forest, the rubbing sticks and the
leaping fire. So they proceeded through the strange measures,
ending up in a close circle around the fire, all making the hand
sign of fire together. Gladys began to be stirred with a desire
to sit in the circle.

When the girls were again seated in their original places and the
roll called, Nyoda rose and read the rules of camp. No one was
to leave the camp without telling at least one person where she
was going, or the general direction in which she was going, and
the length of time she expected to be gone. No candy was to be