Summary

Stella M. Francis Campfire Girls at Twin Lakes; Or…

Addie Graham, the girl of ultra-style and perfume who had behaved so rudely to little Glen when she discovered the runaway with Katherine and Hazel in the woods, suddenly dashed into the deeply interested group of Camp Fire inquisitors, seized the boy in her arms, kissed him with apparent passionate fondness, and addressed him with a gush of endearment that must have brought tears to the eyes of an unsophisticated listener.
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Stella M. Francis Campfire Girls at Twin Lakes; Or…

Even the girls who had performed the hardest tasks in the “fencing in” of their swimming place were by this time considerably rested and enjoyed watching the fire seize the wood and then leap up into the air as if for bigger prey.
“Let’s sing,” proposed Harriet Newcomb after the fire had grown into a roaring, crackling blaze, throwing a brilliant glow far out onto the water.
“What shall it be?” asked Ethel Zimmerman.
“Burn Fire, Burn,” Hazel Edwards proposed.
“Marion, you start it,” Miss Ladd suggested, for Marion Stanlock was the “star” soprano of the Fire.
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Stella M. Francis Campfire Girls at Twin Lakes; Or…

The scouts had been gone about half an hour and the night had settled down to a blanket of darkness on the earth, a sprinkle of starlight in the sky, the croaking of frogs, the songs of katydids and the occasional ripple of water on the lake shore. A poet might have breathed a sigh of delightful awe. Well, the girls were pleasureably impressed with scene and the sounds, if they were not exactly delighted, and the awe was coming.
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