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The Camp Fire Girls in the Maine Woods - Or, The Winnebagos Go Camping by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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perfectly unreasoning terror of the water. In vain did Sahwah
dive off the tower and come up safe and sound; in vain did
Hinpoha demonstrate how impossible it was to sink if you relaxed.
Gladys doubled up in a tense knot and grew sick with fear,
regardless of Nyoda's supporting hand. Finally Nyoda took her
farther up the beach, away from the other girls. "Now, Gladys,"
she said reassuringly, "do you believe, down deep in your heart,
that I would let go of you and let you drown?"

"No," said Gladys.

"Then," said Nyoda, "you come along and let me hold you up while
you float." Gladys swallowed hard and stiffened out like a
crowbar; then as a wavelet washed over her face she clutched
wildly at Nyoda and put her feet on solid bottom. And so she
went on. With inexhaustible patience Nyoda tried again and again
to get her to lie out flat on the water, but was compelled to
admit at the end of the hour that she had made no progress
whatever, for Gladys had not made the slightest effort to control
either her muscles or her fears. Nyoda sympathized with her
great fear of the water, for she realized that it was a very real
thing; but she was disappointed that she had not tried to conquer
it.

Her first impression of Gladys bad been borne out by later
events. She was vain and silly and shallow; she lacked the good
sportsmanship which made the rest of the Winnebagos such
successful campers. Of team work she had no idea at all. She
wanted to order her day to suit herself, and put on an injured
air if one of the girls declined to help her make a stencil when
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