The Motor Girls on Waters Blue or The Strange Cruise of the Tartar
y effort that she did so, for she had allowed herself to sink back again
ing it over and over again; the words now meaningless to her. But she had
slipped one plump hand up on the tresse
ing to help-you
must tell mother at once. Yes, she's at home
ink of letting you go alone to tell he
ngton. Walter says a letter
t soon! Perhaps it isn
ter is s
worry so much about Jack, now that I know Wally
And so, when there is a moment or two, during which nothing of chronicling interest is taking place, my dear readers may be glad
the first to possess an automobile, added to her prestige. In the first volume of this series, entitled "The Motor Girls," I had the pleasure of t
on the Chelton River, life had been rather hum-drum, until the advent of the "gasoline gigs" as Jack, Cora's brother, slangily dubbed them. Jack, with whose fortunes we
came possessed of an automobile, and
series, tells in detail of many surprising happenings,
times at the seaside, and you may be sure Cora Kimball was in t
ar Lake. There, indeed, were Cora and her chums put to a supreme test, and that they emerged,
ds, and those on the coast were in no whit tamer than previous happenings. On
Secret of the Red Oar," is the title of
at the "secret" was. I would not like a book spoiled
Shane, the picturesque old fisherman, they had the beginnings of the mysterious secret. And in solv
longer nights, the chill of approaching frosts and winter, and the turning of leaves, and the
upon my ear. Cheerful Chelton-indeed it was so, and though Cora and her chums had enjoyed themselves to
d
ays have, and seem always destined to play in important part in the
er Jack. Like all other girls' brothers was Jack-a tease at t
, and none of my new readers need be on their dignity; or assume false society manners with Jack.
n effeminate term of endearment. Walter gave exactly the opposite impression from that. Besides, h
often went motoring with the girls, to make the third male
included, but, of late, Paul had been too busy setting up a
re more of them, but we need not con
ore humble, though none the less worthy, citizen of Chelton. Bess and Belle had nearly everything they wanted-which list was not a small one. But mostly the
ion of using that expression again. It was a typical New Englan
o a "popular" resort. There was already one garage, and another in buil
after trying in vain to get some of her chums, by telephone, to come for a little motor run with her, had g
upstairs to impart the news contai
think she'll fa
Cora, for Mrs. Kimball, a widow since her boy and girl were lit
Bess, as they reached the upper hall. "Do you suppo
y light games at first. Besides, Jack has played before, and knows how t
lly's letter
idn't hear your news. You must
this excite
fter a first sharp in-taking of breath and a spasmodic
order, which is more than can be said for it when he went away. Cora, can look up trains, or, better still, as
he post-office, Cora, and find out when the next mail gets in. Then you could go down in your car and get the special. That will be quicker t
her arms about the neck of the gray-haired lady, in whose eyes there w
ne Jack ill,"
ys been so strong and healthful.
Bess. "Shall I come with
you, dear, if you
such a thing as this. Come, do
late that afternoon, but at the post-office it was said a mail would be in within
decided Cora, now ag
train Jack comes on. While I anticipate nothing serious, it is best to be on the safe side, and Jack ma
are you sure you
not alone, with the s
trimming the lawn path
, Bess. Oh! and now you'll have a ch
t, I don't like to mention my pleas
t's ple
e seems to
ntion the W
we are going to make a winter cruise of it. Mamma an
or as Cora thrust over the lever of the self-starter. As
Can't you come on a winter's cruise to where there is
h you?" g
pecially asked me to c
u'll go! It wil
"But there's poor Jack, you know. I shall probably have to
ured Bess, in di