The Girls of Central High Aiding the Red Cross - Or Amateur Theatricals for a Worthy Cause by Gertrude W. Morrison
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"See how the Red Cross spreads!" cried Laura. "There's Nellie's fire going." They could see the spark of new fire under the pot a block away. A short figure with flaming torch was approaching Laura's corner at high speed. "Here comes Short and Long, I do believe," drawled Prettyman Sweet. "My pot will soon be boiling," laughed Laura. "What are you going to throw in, Purt? And you, Mrs. Sweet? Give all you can--and as often as you can." "Oh, I'll start you off, Laura," declared Purt, pulling out a handful of coins that rang the next moment in the bottom of the iron pot. "Here's my purse, Prettyman!" called his mother, leaning from the car. "You put in my offering." The few bystanders around Laura's corner began laughingly to contribute before the torch reached the spot. But Short and Long arrived the next moment. He stooped, thrust the blazing torch into the middle of the fuel under Laura's pot, and wheeled to run to his next comer. The flames crackled, springing up ravenously. The boy's cotton gown flapped across the fire and before he could leap away the flames had seized upon the domino! "Oh, Billy!" shrieked Laura Belding. "You are on fire!" The short boy leaped away; but he could not leave the flames behind him. He |
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