The Meadow-Brook Girls Under Canvas; Or, Fun and Frolic in the Summer Camp
Author: Janet Aldridge Genre: LiteratureThe Meadow-Brook Girls Under Canvas; Or, Fun and Frolic in the Summer Camp
g to the sea shore with them, Grace?" said Miss Elting with a r
g. I'm going to thtay here with the girlt
lude you in my plans for the summer. I have a fine vacation planned f
shook th
rom here. How would you young women enjoy spending your
tentth?" int
hat sort of thing, right in the heart of the P
th there?" questioned
no sn
quito
to say, "is for young girls and young women, and is part of the Camp Girls' Association, a large and growing organ
pted Grace. "My fat
girls during their stay in camp. I am to be one of them this summer. I had planned to take you four girls there after the close of school, but
e great, girls? But," she added, her face sobering, "I d
t mine would not," a
theen to that," spoke up
xcept in your case. Your mother wishes to talk the matter ov
my confidently. "I'll make them let
I ho
he know a
s why I proposed just now that we return to the village. We shall have a chance to t
kth know about i
, de
id they
ut that if you insisted, they supposed you would have to go to th
d her face i
good for them," averred
ve to obey the rules when you get to camp, and they are quite strict. There are so many girls there, that rather strict regu
ommy wisely. "You thay that Har
yet,
tarted slowly toward the village. All at on
ce!" called
rriet what you have sa
lace to an amused smile as she watched the light-footed Tommy speedin
fuse the story if she tries to tell it. Mrs. Burrell wished
ead a little higher than usual. She wanted to impress upon Miss Eltin
burst like a miniature cyclone. Her face was flushed and her eyes sparkled. Her white dress was cru
rell and her mother sat sewing on one of Harriet's dresses which, though the young w
e excited Tommy, believing that
y! What is i
Oh, I won't tell you. It ith too good
g that nothing was amiss with Grace. "I am not a good g
ed Grace. "We're all going, an
derstand anything from your jumble of words," admonished Harriet, layi
n. "I want to talk, then I want to danthe. Oh, I'm tho happ
y. "Do sit down and compose yourself. Where ar
. They're coming from over there." Harriet smiled as Grace waved an
m growing curious. Whe
her chair and began d
and ever
s about to jump out of the bag, but made no effort to assist Grace in telli
e're going away. Don
mmy, I
fid
it that we
birdth thing and the frogth croak and the mothquitoeth bite y
ds, an expression of com
he girls. Perhaps Miss Elting can tell us what it is all about. I am
k her head
th a stamp of her foot. "I'
Burrell and Harriet. Margery and Hazel had followed her in, and were now shaking hand
However, there may be a few dry details left for me
but she is too excited to be intelligible. Please tell
has begun," suggested Miss Elti
haste to blurt out the full story had become hopelessly tangled. She hesit
ou four girls, it has been decided, are to go with me to the summer camp
azing steadily at the speaker. "It is qui
y Meadow-Brook Girls accompany me, and with the consent of the parents of each girl, I have arranged for you to rem
and, and--"
the retht, Mith Elting,
ad forehead, made more pronounced the undeniable plainness of her features. But when animated that face was fairly transformed. As Miss Elting had
now it will not be possible for me to go with you, much as I shoul
enly finding her voice again. "I'll pay f
's face
ou, but wholly impossible. You know Miss Elting, that I could not afford a vacation such as that, much as I should like to go. O
ive no remuneration for their services, but each is entitled, if she wishes, to take one girl with her as her guest. The girl so taken would be a member of the camp, just the same as the others. She would in no sense be a charity member either. She would be on exactly the same footing as her compa
to thay to that?" deman
htful gaze on the smil
all the time, but said ne
, de
rrell's neck, kissing her affectionately. From her mother Harriet turned her attention
h us," answer
th me? Didn't I firtht tell y
end, kissing her lightly, at the s
in the secret all the
't I nearly break my prethiouth neck to get down here to tell you the good
e a narrow escape from being run down
er little friend w
we go?" s
the day afte
ut how about clothes. What do the girl
ess alike, o
to go. You see I have nothin
ed speaking, unheed
id or Roman-striped silk at the neck. The skirt for the large girls is plain with a wide box pleat at the back. The skirt for t
for a pocket,"
to understand?"
've been at work on my camp dress all the time and didn't know it." Harriet laughed excite
mmy, bobbing her
white silk cord about the crown with the name of the camp in white on the blue background. I forgot to say that
arriet for the sake of continuing the conversa
plied to a number of squaws gathering for a confab, and corresponds to the 'pow-wow' of t