A Summer in a Canyon by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin
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creature making a stump-speech, while an admiring audience of
grasshoppers and tarantulas seat themselves in a circle on the toadstools.' 'Charming prospect!' said Madge. 'I don't think I care to visit the Lone Stump or pass my mornings there.' 'Nonsense, dear child; it is just like every other part of the canyon, only a little more lonely. It is not half a mile from camp, and hardly a dozen steps from the place where the boys go so often to shoot quail.' 'Very well,' said the girls. 'We must go there to-morrow morning; and perhaps we'd better not tell the boys,--they are so peculiar. Jack will certainly interfere with us in some way, if he hears about it.' 'Now let us take our books and run down by the pool for an hour or two,' said Bell. 'Papa and the boys are all off shooting, and mamma is lying down. We can have a cool, quiet time; the sunshine is so hot here by the tents.' Accordingly, they departed, as they often did, for one of the prolonged chats in which school-girls are wont to indulge, and which so often, too, are but idle, senseless chatter. These young people, however, had been fortunate in having the wisest and most loving guardianship, so that all their happy young lives had been spent to good purpose. They had not shirked study, and so their minds were stocked with useful information; they had read carefully |
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