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Nan Sherwood at Pine Camp; Or, The Old Lumberman's Secret

Nan Sherwood at Pine Camp; Or, The Old Lumberman's Secret

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Chapter 1 THE YELLOW POSTER

Word Count: 1668    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

y, as they turned into High Street from the aven

ground or all around?" and she carried out her speech in action, finally

, N

" mocked h

o'-shanter set jauntily upon it, and a strong, plump body that she had g

gged Bess. "We're on

chum. "Why folks know we're only high-school girls, so, of co

nable, Nan. And look yonder! What do you suppose t

She was not at all a thoughtless girl, althou

hange in her f

t is it? Surely, there's nobody h

at it means there are a gr

you talk," cried Bess

n to say, gravely. "But dreadfully hurt nevertheless, Bess. Fathe

isn't it?" cried Bess

their bags of text books, pushed into the group befor

when compared with that of the women and girls who made up the

e marks of hard work and poverty. The hands of even the girls in the grou

hered at the throat by the clutch of frost-bitten finge

ly noticed the mill-hands' wives and daughters. She came of a family who considered these poor people litt

. Final payment of wages due will be made on January 15th. Over-supply of our market and the p

e something terrible. Come on, Nan. It's only a notice of a

e poor creatures are resting?" asked Nan seriously, as the t

ful things. It troubles me to know anything about poverty and poor peo

callous person. You just don't understand. These poor people have been fearing this shut-down for months. An

ss. "I heard father say the other night how much money the mill

d among," urged Nan. "Lots of the men earn only eight

easy-minded Bess. "Anyway my father says frugality should be taught to the

ur needs, and no more, how can you divide yo

ess, forgetting that she had started the discussion herself. "I just HATE that

omach won't let you save money. There probably won't be a dozen fami

cried. "The poor things! Even if they are frowsy and low, I am sorry for them. But, of course, the shut-dow

e us," Nan interposed gravely. "But of co

and cons of the expected closing of the mills discussed at home almost every day for weeks past

Self, as is the case with many girls brought up by indulgent parents. "I hope,

ance of my going with you, Bess, a

hum. "I've just made up my mind that you shall go, a

bear me off to that ogre'

that ever was," cried Bess.

repeated N

t years ago by Colonel Gilpatrick French, when he came over from Europe with some adventurous Irishmen who

d something about that

led, was built by that rich Colonel French

ams and preserves, now,

. And the great hall where the brave Irishmen used

y interesting,

u know, is really a very lovely lady, my mother says," went on the

must be a perfectly lovely place!

at!" cried the other girl. "I won't l

ith a rueful smile. "I'm very sure that my father won't be a

It's my pet project. You know, I've always said we shoul

rkled; but she

ough grammar and into high," went on Bess, who was really very faithful in her

ched the corner by Bess's big house whe

rls at that Lakeview school, I am sure. I'd dearly love to go with you, b

" gasp

ey are, we shall be poorer still. I may have to get a certificate as Bertha Pike did, and

od!" cried Bess, and sticking her fingers in her ears,

treet. She did not turn back to wave h

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