The Campfire Girls of Roselawn

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vard. A group of shacks and squatters' huts down in a grassy hollow, with a little brook flowing through it to the lake, and woo

own to this poor hamlet, neither of the girls remembered "Dogtown," as the group of huts was locally called. The real estate me

se is the matter,

in trouble! L

verlooking the group of houses before mentioned. The scene of the

ad come. It was a fine car, and the engine was running. A very unpleasant looking, narrow-shouldered wo

ly; and this second woman was as billowy and as generously proportioned as the on

nd athletic girl of about the age of the chums. She was quite as red-faced as the fleshy woman, and she was struggling with all her might to g

the matter?"

the woman already in the motor-car.

the automobile for exactly what she was. Nor did the face o

t and clean, and she certainly was determined not to enter the automobile if she could help it. Jessie doubted, although s

pirates? Kidnapers?"

the fleshy woman? It might be that the girl had run away from perfectly good guardians. Only, to Jessie's mind, there was something

th the girl?" she aske

ely, the woman flashed her

ur own b

t this, her eyes o

d. She turned to the fleshy wo

e matter wi

is!" cried the woman. "She doe

rasped out the d

girl. "Don't let them

ith her whole weight behind the writhing girl. The other woman jumped out of the car, seized the girl by one arm, a

gasped the lean wom

climbed into the tonneau and held the still shrieking girl.

n't right!"

ith her, Jess," murmured

her chum with convicti

ny woman would dare anything," remarked

ive around here. And

When the girls walked back to the broad highway it was out of

y. "I never saw that car before. It i

t to remember," declared

Amy. "I mean that the other woman looked famil

s I'd never have it phot

" said Amy. "Wel

ings," returned her chum. "I guess tha

ad some right to h

tful Jessie. "If they had really the right to make the poor girl go with the

our business either to ask questi

ejoined her chum. "I wish your br

" scoff

ling," and Jessie

ly, "I suppose the boys might

, "I knew what to do, all r

is t

girl away. And I wonder where she was going. When and where did she run away

k wh

ie, as the two walked on toward to

maybe. An orphan as

she looked li

know any except the Molly Mickford kind in the mo

't look like that,

woman's face myself, if I'd been her. Anyway, she wasn't i

n blue. She was too dark. She wasn't very well dress

my. "She was dressed nicely. And those wom

, n

kidnaping party, I

and did not stop it," sighed Jessie Norwo

hat you had a right, under the law, to st

hing and the ability to do it, he will like

any of our business, or ever will be. The poor thing is now a captive and being bor

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