coining money. Now we must all work with a will and put the affair
through in fine style," responded Grace warmly.

"Oh, girls, the boys will be at home in time for it!" exclaimed
Jessica in rapture.

"Sure enough," said Nora, "and won't I make Hippy work. He'll lose
pounds before his vacation is over. Grace, you must write and ask
Tom Gray to come."

Now that the question of the bazaar was settled, the Phi Sigma Tau
went to work with a will. The services of the majority of the
seniors were enlisted and notes were written to every one in
Oakdale who was likely to feel even a faint interest in the
movement. Eva Allen's brother, who was an artist, made a number of
attractive posters and these were tacked up in public places where
they at once attracted attention.

The Oakdale National Guard loaned tents, and public-spirited
merchants willingly loaned draperies, flags, banners, and in fact,
almost anything they were asked for.

As for donations, they fairly poured in, and the girls watched the
growing collection with mingled rapture and despair.

"We'll have to sit up every night this week in order to get all
these things wrapped," sighed Grace, on the Monday afternoon
before Thanksgiving, as she stood resting after a spirited
rehearsal of the dance that she and Miriam Nesbit were to do, and
which was to be one of the features of the gypsy camp.