The Camp Fire Girls at School - Or, The Wohelo Weavers by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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your list? I lost the one Fizzy gave us in class and it'll take me all
night to pick them out from the ones in the book." "Certainly, you may," said Sahwah cordially. "Take it along with you and bring it to school in the morning. It'll be all right as long as I get it in by that time. But don't forget it, whatever you do, unless you want to see me put out of the game." Joe Lanning wished fervently that Dick would forget to bring it. The party broke up and the boys and girls prepared to depart. "What car do you take, Dick?" asked one of the boys. "I don't think I'll take any," said Dick. "I'll just run around the corner with this lady," he said, indicating Migwan, "and then I'll walk the rest of the way." "Isn't it pretty far?" asked some one else. "Not the way I go," answered Dick. "I take the short cut through the railway tunnel." Joe Lanning's eyes gleamed suddenly. The good-nights were all said and Sahwah shut the door and set the furniture straight before she went to bed. "Didn't your friends stay rather late?" asked her mother from upstairs. "No," said Sahwah, "I don't think so, it's only--why, the clock has stopped," she finished after a look at the mantel, "I don't know what time it is." "Get the time from the telephone operator," said her mother, "and set |
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