A Campfire Girl's First Council Fire / The Camp Fire Girls In the Woods

Do you suppose he'd really go afte

with you for running away like that. It made him look foolish before all those men

e we goi

t to tell us, I'm sure. I'm afraid she'll be wondering what's become of m

nd if you hadn't come I never would have got away by myself.

ep you, or if you were wrong to run away, it might get Miss Eleanor into

e need of caution in her consternation at the thought of the new pligh

s," she explained. "We m

y had heard pass by, but as it ca

him, and ask him what he thinks we ought to do. I'm sure

, mightily surprised at the sound

ie! Turning up again like a bad

Zara's escape from Farmer Weeks, while Zara interrupted

em with puzzled eyes. "I don't like Silas Weeks-never did! I'd hate to have a girl of mine bo

Zara go to him, P

of other girls over there at the poor-farm he could take if he's so powerful anxious, all of a sudden, to have a girl to work for him. I did hear say, though,

a guardian! She's got h

t of guardianship Zara's father would give her. He was a good, just

ssie," he went on, reflectively. "Too bad you can't get hold of that Miss Mercer. She's as bright as a bu

seen the way she started out after Farmer Weeks whe

en maybe she ain't come back yet, a

have gone back to the gir

if I can't meet your Miss Mercer. Then we'll know what to do. An' I'll spell it over, an' maybe I'll hit on some way to help you out myself, even if we don't m

nd she and Zara j

at Paw Hoover. He's been as nice as he can be, and he thinks I set his place on fire, too! I'm sure

ing me to work for him? Doesn't that seem funny to you? I

metime, never fear. Did he and your father

our place in the evenings a good deal, and he and my father u

y seem f

ere at

d have tried to help your fa

ok out for him. He said he was so rich that people would do what he wanted, and after that he was afraid, and whenever he did any work, he used to get

ut it, Zara. The more we puzzle our brains over

I'm awfully sleepy. I can

can. I'll wake you up if there's any need for it. I'm tired, bu

listened hard, she couldn't tell whether the Camp Fire Girls were on the bluff above the roadside or not, and she was afraid to ask Paw Hoover to stop and let her find out for certa

las Weeks or anyone else from Hedgeville to know that he was befriending the two fugitives. She could guess what Maw Hoover would say to him if she learned that he h

er pursuit of Zara earlier in the day, they did not pass or meet a single vehicle of any sort, nor even anyo

harply by a sudden shout to his horses from Paw

o see me again so soon, did you? I'll bet I

rd Wanaka's

over! You d

the pair of the

f wild about poor little Zara. I wasn't so afraid

sie was when

's keeping under cover, like the wise young one she is.

gravely. And then she looked through to see Bessi

that horrid old Mr. Weeks will get hold of Zara again, and the law will help him to keep her. I don't know

u would,"

of the times. I've seen Mr. Weeks, and no one would trust Zara to him. He'd treat her harshly,

ks has got too many mortgages around here not to be able

good than if we stuck to what we meant to do. Mr. Hoover, can you spare the time to drive Bessie and Zara to the

e time," said

und the station in Zebulon, and there'd almost surely be someone there who knew them. I'm not

e broke into a smile. "There's a station further down the l

alk the rest of the way. And when you get there don't get by the track until you hear the train coming. Stay where no one is likely to see you, and then, when the train whistles, run

nto a roar of laug

t. Get her out of the state, and there ain't no way under heaven that Silas can get hold of the girl unless she comes back of her own ac

"You're sure you understand, Bessie? Here's the money for your fare. You

agon to the road and Paw Ho

e," he said. "I'll wake you u

t seemed to her that she had only just gone to sle

yond the bend. Remember what Miss Mercer told you, now, an

e train. They sat on the grass, behind a cabin that had been abandoned, where they could see the track while they themselves were hidden from

oward the station, just as the train came int

hoofs, and of hoarse shouting. Farmer Weeks, in his buggy, raced toward