Ruth Fielding Homeward Bound / A Red Cross Worker's Ocean Perils

ne, that you did not believe

ly three pair of very bright eyes were bent above a tiny, iridescent s

and twinkle more than any other diamond. You do not believe that? W

this newest of Jennie Stone's possessions until the tea water boiled over. Ruth Fielding arose with an e

spirit of womankind almost the world over. These three girls crowded into Ruth Fielding's little cel

"They have traveled many hundreds of miles wi

ood Hall," murmu

declared Helen Cameron with some scorn. "Is that

" groaned the girl who had been known at boarding school as

the three, and a very black-eyed girl with blue-black hair and a pe

with the diamond ring. "A million would not a

elen. "If Major Henri Mar

ennie Stone. "And in charge of his section. In our ar

ge Bureau.' Colonel Marchand has a ni

er, the Count Allaire, has obtained more information for the French Army, I am sure, than most of the br

r girl. "You and my colonel have tramp

ome places we did not

went off with your Frenchman to look for Tom, my own brother! And she would not tell me

er chum a little, and then kissi

eavy's friend with whom you went over to th

'Colonel,' I should say," said Ruth. "Oh, girls! so mu

pped china," and she held up her empty cup to look through it. "I remember when you got this tea s

. "I treated my Ruthie mean

as well as pretty, girl. "Don't bring up such sad and sorrowful remembrances. This tea is positively going to you

ed Jennie, peering into her cup. "

"you never have any leaves left

nows how to tell fortunes splendidly with tea-grounds. She positively told me I was going to mar

i following you about the last time he had leave in Paris?" laughed Helen. Then

ot a large girl, but in her uniform and cap she

ft and her color rising: "'Homeward bound!' Oh, girls, when shall we see America and all o

hrugged her pretty shoulders and put her serious air

all around the country on our vacations. To your Lighthouse Point place, Jennie. To your father's winter camp, Helen. And out West to Jane's un

we've had, girl

is to visit her now and then. Otherwise we would never hear a Boche shell burst, unless

brave," si

I'm just as scared as you are

involuntarily. There was an explosion in the distan

you wrote us that our boys had pushed the Germans back

uttered Jennie, with her mouth full

. After the second explosion a heavy siren began to b

air raid. We have not had one before fo

mbling. "Let us find a cave vo?tée. I saw signs along

ital," said Ruth, and then another heavy exp

not turn from the window. She was trying to see-to mark the direction of the B

" cried Helen,

rge of the supplies. I may be wanted at any moment. The nurses do not

ey were not used to anything like this. Their months of war experience had been gained mostly in Paris,

ried her chum. "I am

downstairs

noise of it before it exploded was like a knife-thrust to the hearts of the frightened girls. Jennie and He

which rocked the hospital and a

s, and previous bombardments had been for the most part at night. The aerial defense guns were popping

. The whole world seemed to rock. A crash of falling stones and s

, glass and frame together, the latter in a grotesque twisted

d Jennie Stone. This cloud cleared, and struggling up from the floor just outside the do

in her apron and dress revealed her bared shoulder, all blood-smeared. And half