The Camp Fire Girls Go Motoring; Or, Along the Road That Leads the Way

deep tracks in the dust of the road showing the well-known prints of the Str

eard it start!

k, Hinpoha, that you were raving about

Pearl, the spineless clinging doll-faced g

such a baby!" said Hi

a very lame pun. And the spot where the Striped Beetle had been (figuratively) shot from under the girls could not have been selected better if it had been made to order for a writer of melodrama. There was not a house in sight nor a telephone wire. The dust in the road was th

k to the nearest town and tell the police. They may be able to trace the ca

Striped Beetle standing in the road, abandoned. With a cry of joy the girls threw themselves upon it. The cause for its abandonment soon came to light. The gasoline tan

runs away with it," said Gladys to Medmangi and

hey had no money. The gasoline man firmly refused to give them any gas unless they paid for it. Gladys was aghast. H

dy?" asked a grimy urchin, who had been an

face was crimson with heat and embarrassment. She turned a

re home for money

solately. "And father'll laugh his head

ll not wire him at all. I'll wire the bank where

ollect to her bank, feeling much pleased with herself at the idea

d think when they failed to come back with the gasoline. It was past dinnertime but there was no dinner for them as long as they had no money. From jaunty tourist to penni

dys irritably, "you make me nervo

ving Gladys listening to the clickety-click of the telegraph instrument and growing more nervous every minute. Presently Hinpoha came back and said she couldn't stand it outside a

e announced. "You ought to s

he storm broke. The train roared in just as it began and mingled its noise with the thunder. Hardly had it disappeared up the track when there came a crash of thunder that shook the station to its foundations, followed by a dazzling sheet of blue light, and then the telegraph operator bounded out of his little enclosure, whit

ad we won't need any gasoline," remarked

curtains buttoned down in time," Gl

wheel be any good, I wonder, or would they have to have a rudder? Oh," she said brightly, "now I know what they mean by the expressio

at time was it when we sent th

heard a clock chiming somewhere. And I calculated t

e. That was a quarter after two Cleveland time. The bank cl

wire your father aft

ich was lying with its many arms stretched out across the ro

en succeeded by the darkness of night, and Hinpoha and Gladys took their

hat gasoline?" called Chapa, as they approached. (T

ment briefly and they al

can get beautifully shipwrecked on the inhabited mainland. We are experienci

Man Friday," o

if we had him?" inqui

r," replied Gladys, "and

ay, too," rem

art," said Hinpoha, "it won'

s of gasoline in the earth under our very feet, and we languishing on top of it! It's like

soe-like," said Gladys, looking out a

thing," said Hinpoha, returning to her main them

d have some ham and eggs, if we on

of the Lamp would come i

adys, pointing to the tail light,

tatoes on my ord

roiled chicke

ed the tail lamp of the Striped Be

t. It was Mr. Bob, who had gone off for exercise. He carried something in his mouth which

their events before, I mean, coming events cast their shadows before. Where there's honey you'll

road, and loaded with fruit. They filled their pockets for Gladys and returned to the Striped Beetle, and

" remarked Hinpoha reflectively, "you can

ly, "just what it was that caused y

oha, calmly. "You can't tell whi

by the seeds

lack by night,"

said Chapa, "but where are

d Hinpoha, "you're staying. Right

wide and

seats and

e raggle taggle gyps

npoha. "We always have a

can," said Gladys. "Your hair will

together on the running-boar

orsaken, for

t a banquet, all

u noticed that not a single car or wagon has passed through her

said Hinpoha, "I'd hate to

t peering into the darkness like Columbus looking for land and wondering why no one came along to whom they could appeal for a tow into the village. The mo

e a toe nail," said Hinpoh

rely, it'll bring you

it," said Hinpoha, "

moon go when it turns int

heir predicament, and the moon turned into a yellow banana and fell off the sky counter while they voiced their indignation. And, of course, they all turned on Hin

ed him into the empty store I wouldn't have had to go after you, and if I hadn't gone after you I would never have discovered Pearl and broug

fault it was," said Gladys. "It isn't t

ut, rather than taken

Chapa. "It must have been the apples, because on

so?" said

Gladys hastily, "aren't

lliant as Hin-

in on Chapa's remark, "we may see some of the win

getting her momentary offended feel

ke getting a peep at the actors in their dressing-rooms before it is

much," said Hinpoha, dolefully

anything that made

low of Chapa's wit, directed t

eadjusting before there was anything resembling quiet in the bedchamber of the Striped Beetle. But weariness can snore even on the floor boards o

n a car by the

toads are cr

camera between

s's foot

ed out that the apple tree was hugging her to death, which sounded nonsensical, but was really suggestive. For, in the morning she discovered that green

hurry to eat them that you ate every one that came along without waiting to find out

are sticking to me," gr

ympathy. Where Hinpoha is concerned he never stops

asked Gladys idly, seeing it was time to tu

said Chapa, "we

ly," said Hinpoha,

nded not to see when they offered them to her. Then Gladys de

e cried, "and join me

double up Lucy'," said Chapa, and then dodge

immediately sat down again, and

formalities were gone through she had actual money once more. They bought enough gasoline to bring the Striped Beetle in and returned to the anchored ones in triumph. They found that during their absence Hin

nt it out without any gasolin

in advance,"

have been profitable," said Gladys, scanning the road up and down. There was not a

ty to reach the other road. After eating breakfast-the first real meal they had

Hinpoha reflectively, as they sped along. "And I