How Ethel Hollister Became a Campfire Girl

ing brown hair matched her eyes in color. Her complexion was creamy white with a faint touch of pink in either chee

where Mrs. Hollister's face was hard and

r you from the Kips. Dorothy will celebrate her fifteenth

pretty teeth as she laughed. "Dorothy is such a dear. Why, s

one of New York's oldest families. Although you have but little money, people are sure to

Hollister. She pitied her Uncle Archie, but she despised her Aunt Bella and rejoiced that at least none of that lady's blood flowed in her veins. She worried over Ethel who, notwithstanding her mother's worldliness was as yet unspoiled, for t

," said Ethel, and bursting into

ted to Dorothy Kip's birthday

," replied the elderly wom

ound the room. "And my new grey broadcloth suit with silver fox will be just right to wear. You know the lovely grey chiffon wa

y, I know. But whe

et Mamma is in her way, and she was reading the riot act about something. As Kate leaves here tomorrow, shouldn't you think that Mamma would be too poli

r. "Your Uncle John is my oldest boy, an

ma-why! I shouldn't even dare suggest it; in fact, she doesn't dream that I know about Kate's being the Guardian of a Company. I feared that she might b