The Campfire Girls of Roselawn
erful, Amy! Ju
agazine to look at the dark girl who swung composedly in a rocking chair, her nimble finge
but it's awfully o
ded. "Did I ever bring to y
ew' to my attention?"
loathe puns," declare
orite pupil. Go on about
understand. And it is right up
"you have tickled my curiosity until it
ad
Wirel
hone. Everybody
escribe sulphur and
or once, Amy Drew
me. Darry know
ut w
ou know," and Amy giggled, "he says that if women's ages are always elastic, it was no crime for him to stretch his ag
radio of to-day is very different-much improved. Anybody can have a receiving set an
n your home?'" chuckled Amy
are so difficult,
ou can understand me, just as e-e-easy! But you know
ared Jessie. "I'm
ng one for me, too," sugges
It says in this magazine article that one can erect the aerials
e. "If you said you could rebuild the Alps-a
king," declared Jessie, with
ling there is just as rough as it was before the war. She doesn't see that th
ho said anything
at, if you tackle the job of rebuilding them, you flatten '
ill you ever
bout 'Take care of the dollars and th
ur house. And if you don't stop funning and hel
I enjoy gossip just as much as the next o
m a broadcasting stati
in this town," decl
N
nd house from the corner of Breen Stree
They only broadcast neighborhood news. But we ca
o, Jess!" she begged. "Get lectures enough at school-and fro
declared her chum primly. "Nobody else wo
ounced Amy composedly. "H
She read a long paragraph from the magazine article. "You see, it is the very
uld be attentive and appreciative if she wishe
e," she said. "Is that a
o. Don't you see i
d killed in the Civil War, and he came home and pointed out several things they ha
nd that will tell us just what to do
ng to do," scoffed Amy. "Dig
ch. But I mean to
. Never let it be said I desert
ed Jessie, staring off ac
acres of sloping sod surrounding it and a lovely little lake at the side. There was a long rose garden on either side of th
itants of the place had gotten into the habit of calling the estates bordering the boulevard by the name of
mportance, and her father and mother would agree. Being the only child, it is tr
rd. The Norwoods had some wealth, which was good. They had culture, which wa
ce been a better class farmstead. Mr. Wilbur Drew, who was likewise a lawyer, had rebuilt and added to and
when he was home from college. This was another happy family-in a way. Yet
ttle her chum had read her from the magazine article began to interest her. Bes
hey turned back to the beginning of the article and read it through toget
two days before. The long summer vacation was ahead of them. Time might hang idly on their hands.
a stock of this radio stuff. We want one or two of the books mentioned here, Jess. We are two aw
heek. "Let's go. We'll walk. Wait till I run and s
ings, and I refuse-positively-to be a dray horse. I 'have drew' more than my share fr
o this. She ran in and ran
o be brought home in two separate parcels, one blonde and one
sugared, too. Let me carry the half dollar, honey. You'll swallow it, or lose it, or som
t, really, Jessie Norwood was the more practical, and it was usually her initiative that started
rives, and with a bridle path on one side, was one of the finest highways in the state. At this hour o
to radio. She had been very much interested in the wonder of it and in the possibili
to do it, and we can buy the wire f
insect?" demanded A
re the a
interrupte
hand clutched at Jessie's arm and held her back. There was nobod
t?" murmur
!" repeated the
sepulchrally. "It is
. She knew there was a street branching off the boulevard just a littl
ked the unkno
g to run and half dragging Amy Drew with
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