The Campfire Girls of Roselawn
TTA IS
nrietta a good example. She should not show panic because of t
bling down the enclosed stairway and bumped against the door that opened f
d properly for an appearance in the open; not even in as lonely a place as the clearing about the old
child?" demanded J
But ha'nts chase you anywhere. They can
seems determined to c
ole to it," said Hen
was shrieking for her chum to come out of the house.
it is," she declared,
ts is sometimes just wind. You don't see nothing. Only you feel creepy an
ie. "That Mrs. Foley ought
very material. There was a long hardwood stick standing in the corner. It might have been a mop ha
hed a tentative hand toward the latch. Should she lif
blows delivered 77 upon it. Ther
ver it
It was dusky in the stairway and she could not see a thing. But almost instantly there tumbl
enrietta. "Di
d wrapped it around her bare shoulders as she ran through the outer door. She
aided rope. Probably the warmth of the fire passing up the chimney had stirred
?" cried Amy Drew,
ie declared, looking fearfully
n. But when that unknown had become known-and Jessie had always been very
's going on in there? Hear
ing, I guess,"
re's
, too. She didn
at the snakes, can she?" she shrieked at last. "But m
them? Dozens, maybe. They came po
ho had come up upon the porch, and wa
ing of a flail, continued. Amy craned
shouted. "Look out what you ar
arger part of the noise. Henrietta came to the door
black ones. They ain't got no poison. And I shut the door so if there's
darling!" g
r peal of laughter shook her. She could just put out
she-s
" exclaimed Jessie. "You'll
en-stop-chewing!"
e thing!" Jessie declared, shakingly. "We
I am," Henrietta said, sliding onto the bench again
upstairs there. Probably in the chimney. And every time anybody came here to picnic and built a fi
" admitted Jessie. "Ugh! They are still writ
"They don't know enough to keep still when 80 th
use. The rain was diminishing now and the thunder and lightning had receded into the distance. The two older girls ate very little of the lunc
ing?" Jessie whispered to her ch
ay with, was her cousin all righ
n puzzling her for some days. She began asking questions about
etta said. "I don't know what she had on her. She ain't as pretty as you girls. Guess th
hat dreadful fat woman?" asked Amy, 81 now, as w
enrietta, shaking her head again. "But by the way that lady t
urmured Jessie, l
shut up some place, of course. If I could just think who that sk
had my head so full of radio that I haven't thought
you do?"
e ought to be
"He is quite a good lawyer. Of course, not so g