The Girl Scout Pioneers - or Winning the First B. C. by Lilian C. McNamara Garis
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broad clearance they found themselves in a great grove of pines,
clean as a floor, except for the layer of savory pine needles, and almost dark as night from the density of the pine canopies. "My, how lovely!" exclaimed Grace. "Yes, if we could only enjoy it," demurred Madaline. "Grace! What's that? Over under that thick tree!" "A man! Let's run!" "And there is a big bag beside him," whispered Grace. "See the things sticking out of it!" "No, I don't want to see anything. Run, I tell you!" "Wait! Maybe I could make this my bravery act. Suppose I tie him with my strong rope?" "Grace Philow! Are you crazy?" and the more frightened girl attempted to drag the other away. "Please--don't speak loud. If he wakes I shall die." "No, don't you dare! Just keep still. I am going to see if I can tie up one town tramp. There are plenty loose, and this is my golden opportunity!" |
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