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BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA iii them go, but too late to stop them. And now you may see them every clear autumn night as winter draws near ; you may see the little torches sparkling as they dance, the six around the little one in the middle. Of course, you can't hear his song, or even his drum, but you must remember he is a long way off now. There is another story of a little Indian girl called Two- Bright-Eyes. She was the only child of her parents. She wan- dered away one evening seeking the Whippoorwill and got lost — you see, even Indians get lost sometimes. She never returned. The mourning parents never learned what became of her, but they thought they saw a new pair of twin stars rising through the trees not long after, and when the grief was so softened by time that they could sing about it, this is the song they made about their loss : — THE TWIN STARS Two-Bright-Eyes went wandering out To chase the whippoorwill. Two-Bright-Eyes got lost, and left Our teepee, Oh, so still ! Two-Bright-Eyes was lifted up To sparkle in the skies, And look like stars, but we know well That that's our lost Bright-Eyes. She is looking for the camp. She would come back if she could; She is peeping thro' the trees to find The teepee in the wood.