The great day was clear, and, for the last of June, cool.  Every plan worked out well and every helper appeared at the moment he was wanted.  The box seats and tables, superintended by Ethel Brown and served by half a dozen friends all wearing white dresses and pink aprons, bloomed rosily on the veranda.  Under the large rose Delia and Ethel Blue, dressed in pink, sold fancy articles.  Dorothy, sitting “under the rose” in the rose jungle, and dressed like a moss rose, with a filmy green tunic draping her pink frock, described brilliant futures to laughing inquirers.  Margaret, dressed to represent the yellow Scottish roses, sold flowers from the Ethels’ garden and took orders for rose bushes.

The boys were everywhere, opening ice cream tubs for Moya in the background, guiding would-be players to the tennis court and the croquet ground, and directing new arrivals where to tie their horses and park their motors.  Every member of the club was provided with a small notebook wherein to jot down any bit of advice that was offered and seemed profitable or to record any offer of fittings that might be made.

Helen took no regular duty, leaving herself free to go over the house with any one who wanted to know the Club’s plans, and she had more frequent need than any of the others to use her book.  Ethel Brown’s scheme had been followed.  On the door of each room was posted a list of articles needed to complete the furnishing of that room.

“They certainly aren’t greedy!” exclaimed one matron after reading the notice.  “This says that this room is complete except for bed clothing.”

She waved her hand around with some scorn.  Helen dimpled with amusement.

“We thought we’d make one room as nearly complete as we could,” she explained.  “You see this has a bed, two cribs, a looking-glass, and shelves as substitutes for a washstand and a closet and a table and a bureau.

“There are no chairs, child!”

“These two boxes are the chairs.  We had a few chairs given us but they’ll be needed down stairs.  We think they’ll have more exercise than any chairs ever had before.  They’ll be used in the dining-room for breakfast, and then they’ll be moved to the veranda to spend the morning, and in they’ll come again for dinner and out they’ll go for the afternoon, and in for supper, and after supper they’ll be moved into the hall which is to serve as the sitting room!”

Helen’s hearer pressed her hand to her head.

“You make me positively dizzy!” she exclaimed.  “At any rate I’d like to make this room complete according to your notions, so I’ll send you some sheets and pillow cases and blankets and a spread if you’ll allow me.”

“We’ll be glad to have them,” accepted Helen, beaming.  “Roger will call for them if that will be more convenient for you,” and she made a note of the gift and the time when it should be sent after.

Other women remembered as they examined the door lists that they had a mattress that could be spared, or a pillow or two or a pair of summer blankets.