The Motor Girls on Cedar Lake The Hermit of Fern Island

a deeper, truer blue. The pretty Placid lake was dotted all over with summer craft, the sound of the motor boat b

ily from the bow of the boat, and of the many colors afloat it seemed that those ch

is all a matter of getting used to the water. I thought I s

accustomed to it, and I am sure Belle will want to live on a housebo

Mr. Breslin, the owner, about letting it out for the summer, as the Breslin family is

ss they don't see u

oring, and if the boys came along they would be sure to have ot

Belle. "See! and a girl is padd

d Bess. "Why she h

k how she is hurrying off," remarked Co

I think we have had enough of happenings around here. T

land, as there is no telling how deep the cove is," said Cora. "But see t

suggested Hazel. "I was sure that little canoe was

say she looked neither like a summer girl nor a winter girl-that is, one who might live here the year around. But just what sort

le cautioned Bess. "This new

h," Bess replied. "Then, if the boat

of a passing launch, and just as Bess grasped an overhead willow branch, the boat swung out and she sprang in. Everybody

Belle. "Didn'

would leave me to guess!" exclaime

rs grew tangled in their efforts for freedom. "I never saw such dainty little flowers! Oh! they are sabatial I have see

rns," called Cora. "No wonde

er," suggested Belle. "I have ferns pressed since

erns gatherable. Belle went one way, Bess another, and

into the ferny woods, and she was intent on coming

y she s

as tha

ne running, and it w

h her ears, Cora waited. That running or rustling throug

something dart across a big rock that was car

he saw what it was. A man, a wild lookin

ong enough to look in

. Oh! if he should run

easily alarmed but sur

re was such

Island," Cora concluded. "I

ad heard voices. "If they have not seen him," she reflec

enly called Belle, in a voice which plainly

said Hazel. "How m

empty hands. She h

I was afraid of black sp

e of us picked any maiden hair because we t

s out. We can come another time when I have something to kill spiders with. I never saw such huge black fellows as there are aro

coming out here again. I hope the boys will come along, for there are such great

r the fly wheel of her boat her hands that had held the ferns were

d Hazel. "You look as if you ha

ut the girls thought s

avoid dis

later, looking at a small rowing craft

ack into ours before he saw it. I wouldn't wonder but wh

ally would steal a bo

s tries everything on Cedar Lake, even to running a shooting gallery. But see!

mail for the ghost," s