The Motor Girls on Waters Blue or The Strange Cruise of the Tartar

ning, screeching and, generally protesting sound of the brake-bands. A girl, bronzed by the summer sun, let her gloved hands fall from the steering

in a half whisper, as she paused for a moment on the bottom step, and gazed back

fingers of coming winter, and the browns, reds, golden ambers, purples and flam

e to tuck back under her motoring cap a rebellious lock of hair. "But I couldn't get a single one of the

ng the golden west, that every moment, under the now rapidly appear

n descent to the commonplace. "Mother will be wanting that worsted, and if we ar

bule, she heard a voice f

re she

said she couldn't come motoring with me.

binson-the brown-haired, "plump", girl-she who was known as the "big" Robinson twin-th

eath, or, to be still more exact, to put the breath out of Bess.

e been waiting so long for you!

s-did you every try rolling over and over on the floor after each meal? One roll for each course, you know," and Cora smiled tantalizingly as she removed he

Kimball, I

nd how we promised never, never to use it-at least as commonly a

ll you!" and Bess laid a plump and rosy p

dred yard dash, as Jack would say. So come in, sit down, get comf'y, wait until you and your breath-are on speaking terms, and I'll

hen you 'phoned, and mamma is so upset, and the house is in such a s

e. In the first place, I had a puncture, and you'll ne

shoe,

hoe. But you'd never g

Sid W

who made so m

do you think

s, of course.

as Angeli

entiment

in the world she ever took up w

is much nicer than he used to be, and they

a new inner tube for me, and of course I wasn't going to refuse. So Angelina and I sat in the shade, while poor Sid labored. And the shoe was

and nob

t to exhaust all my eloquence and powe

d her chum into the library of the Kimball home, sank down, alm

laughed Cora, laying a

out of that, Bess, wh

ect that particular c

" and, with an assumption of dignity that did not at all accord with h

as of such a depth that one's center of gravity was

the lecturer in chemistry says, after Sid had so obligingly fixed the puncture, I started off again, for mamma wanted some worsted and I ha

covering her face with her hands or at least, trying to, for he

Bess, though there was a d

d finish one thing at a t

ranger, and I was going to cut him. In my excitement, I ran right into a newly oiled place on the road, and, before I knew it, I was skidding something awfu

cried Bess. "Listen, my dear! I simply must tell, you. It's what I ran over for, and I kno

t? Has some one stolen your car, or have you discovered a new kind of chocolate candy? I wish I had some now

s my turn. You can't g

ust dying to tell me. Go on. I'm listening," a

it all, but what would you say, if I w

my dear, I'd say that

like-like a wedding tou

and Cora leaned forwa

u reall

f papa carries out his plans, and takes mamma to

or. Cora turned her he

me

ver a note, the manila envelope of whic

, and her fingers trembled, in

nce at the written w

'Miss Kimball' on it. However, it doesn't mat

" asked Be

was a sob in her voice. "He has suffered a nervous