Ruth Fielding on Cliff Island - Or, The Old Hunter's Treasure Box by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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Here and there, along the route to Osago Lake, other Briarwood girls
joined them. At one point appeared Madge Steele and her brother, Bob, a slow, smiling young giant, called "Bobbins" by the other boys, who was always being "looked after" in a most distressing fashion by his sister. "Come, Bobby, boy, don't fall up the steps and get your nice new clothes dirty," adjured Madge, as her brother made a false step in getting aboard the train. "Will you look out for him, Mr. Cameron, if I leave him in your care?" "Sure!" said Tom, laughing. "I'll see that he doesn't spoil his pinafore or mess up his curls." "Say! I'd shake a sister like that if I had one," grunted "Busy Izzy" Phelps, disgustedly. "Aw, what's the odds?" drawled good-natured Bobbins. The hilarious crowd boarded the _Lanawaxa_ at the landing, and after crossing the lake they again took a train, disembarking at Seven Oaks, where the boys' school was situated. From here the girls were to journey by stage to Briarwood. There was dust-coated, grinning, bewhiskered "Old Noah Dolliver" and his "Ark," waiting for them. There was a horde of uniformed academy boys about to greet Tom and his chums, and to eye the girls who had come thus far in their company. But Ruth and her friends were not so bashful as they had been the year before. |
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