The Camp Fire Girls at Camp Keewaydin - Or, Paddles Down by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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and eat marshmallows until it was time to go back to camp.
"Initiation wasn't so terrible after all," Carmen confided to Katherine in the launch. "Heaps of fun," replied Katherine, laughing reminiscently. "Isn't Miss Peckham a prune?" whispered Sybil's voice behind Katherine. "I'm glad she's not my councilor." "She's mine, worse luck," answered Bengal Virden's voice dolefully. "Too bad," whispered Sybil feelingly. The launch came up alongside the dock just as the first bugle was blowing, and the Alley, old girls arm in arm with the new, went straight up to bed. CHAPTER V ON THE ROAD FROM ATLANTIS "Would you like to come along?" Agony, sitting alone on the pier, idly watching the river as it flowed endlessly around its great curve, looked up to see Mary Sylvester |
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