The Outdoor Girls at the Hostess House; Or, Doing Their Best for the Soldiers

is she

over the little old woman. "That man ought to be hung! I'll loosen

, the opportunity will be taken to tell new readers something about the Outdo

dership which had earned for her the title of "Little Captain." The

f America's entry into the war, her brother Will had caused her great unhappiness by his failure to enlist with the other boys of her acquaintance. The myste

girls sometimes called her. Bright black eyes which could, upon occasio

which never failed to surprise and delight the girls. The mystery which at one time had surrounded he

on their interesting and adventurous tour, has been told in the f

le. From there they went to a winter camp where they had many varied and exciting experiences on skates and iceboats. Then fo

Ocean View and centered about a my

he summer. During their strenuous adventures the girls had made many friends among the boys and young men of Deepdale, and four of

nother was Will Ford, Grace's brother, and a third was his high school chum, Frank Haley. The

gypsy cave, concealed by underbrush, and had succeeded not only in rounding up the band

very much altered conditions. America had entered the great World War and all the boys but Will Ford had volunteered. Later, the boys were called to Camp Liberty, some distan

finding himself discovered the man had made his escape, but in his hurry had dropped a letter which the

rise, that Will Ford, who was in the Secret Service, had been engaged all that time

use and looking forward apprehensively to the time, now imminent, when th

answer to Betty's request for water. "I do

Mollie and Betty to loosen the wo

the hundredth time, when the woman herself answered the q

queried faintly,

pleaded, looking very sweet and charming in her

such a desperate effort to raise herself that Bet

little figure while the dim old

ped, and then quite s

ith pity. "She's hurt worse, much worse, tha

trying to hide the tremor in her voice. "We'll

gasped Mollie. "We ca

mp little figure in the roadway. "You take her feet, Mollie, and I'll

rying their burden to the car and

irls themselves burst through the underbrush, crying despairingly that they had n

entations short and hur

ropped into the back seat beside the little old wo

e object only. "On the floor or on the roof or anywhere, onl

y car shot forward, throwing Grace to a seat on the

g bump on her forehead received scant attentio

elve feet to the level of the fields. It seemed almost an impossibility to turn the car in

er, Mollie finally succeeded, and the car was sent flying down th

and over again, and kept looking at the pathetic littl

rimly set, her eyes fixed steadily ahead, as though she would draw

clenched teeth, "what that motorcyclist looked li

race's muffled voice fr

I," ad

llie demanded eagerly, swerving the ca

king her eyes from the far hori

s nodded

d, "but I'd know his face in a minute if I s

erly. "The kind Percy Falconer used to wear

a thing of beauty

Amy, with a little shudder. "The kind yo

n," said Betty dryly. "There's one good thing abou

ted to meet him again," said

!" she added, turning upon them suddenly while her eyes flashed fire. "To run down a helpless old woman in the road and then not