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Nelly was established in the Nest next to Maggie, the Little Mother of six younger children—Maggie was eleven. Because of her motherly instincts, Maggie felt a grown-up interest in the newcomers, who were about Nelly’s age.

“I see you don’t know what to do wid dese girls, Miss Martin,” said Maggie, the afternoon of the new arrivals, as the Mother Wings of that particular Nest seemed bewildered and worried.

“This is all new to me, little girl, and I am only here until a school-teacher can take my place,” replied Miss Martin.

“My name’s Maggie,” suggested the Little Mother.

“How did you know my name?” queried the lady, curiously.

“I heer’n Miss Selina—she’s our Flutey Bird, you know what owns this place—tell Uncle Ben that six more little gals was comin’ wid a Miss Martin.”

“Maybe you can tell me where to find Uncle Ben now?” asked the city lady eagerly.

“Yes’m! He’s beginnin’ a drill fer the boys. They has to grow to be fine scouts, brave policemen, and extry-brave firemen. You see we’se goin’ to have a regerler city-run camp here, and Uncle Ben says boys must know how to proteck folks and guard us against fires and udder bad t’ings,” explained Maggie.