Category: Historical Novels

Camp Fire Girls in War and Peace

A kernel of compressed menace, it burst explosively, spread elastically, until the very sky--the peaceful, lamb's-wool New England sky--seemed darkened by its threat, until the brown buds, withered in their tender youth, and the rags of yellow grasses blighted before by its po...

Chapters

7. CHAPTER VII

"Oh! you needn't 'throw the Babel switch,' meaning you needn't all talk together. Now! what I'd like to know is _what_ I've been doing while you've been growing away up there?"

5. CHAPTER V

The cry came, in laughing accents, from three or four Camp Fire Girls lounging upon a milk-white beach, absorbed in the occupation of another of their number, whose wet paint-br...

8. CHAPTER VIII

Over the white sands of the Ipswich Beach, looking towards the long sand-bar, with about three-quarters of a mile of sapphire water sparkling between, the sportive cry rang, wit...

12. CHAPTER XII

Atlas was upholding shipping. Atlas was bearing up the country. Atlas was upholding the world and its blue arch of freedom, just as the fabled Atlas of old--stalwart sea-god--wa...

11. CHAPTER XI

Lieutenant Hayward, the observer, with the binoculars, from whom the young air-scout had taken orders as he flew over the shore, was almost guilty of smacking his lips in relish...

3. CHAPTER III

"Well! we're not sitting alone, so that's more sentimental than suitable." Sara Davenport broke off short in the low song which she had started, looking away over the yellow can...

1. CHAPTER I

A kernel of compressed menace, it burst explosively, spread elastically, until the very sky--the peaceful, lamb's-wool New England sky--seemed darkened by its threat, until the...

6. CHAPTER VI

Sesooā drove her boat's nose on to the bar to the tune of the old Frenchwoman's triumphant chant of defiance to the invaders, who had wrecked her dwelling, but would never have...

20. CHAPTER XX

The moving note which merged into melody at the first Peace Celebration, when War was, forever, as men hoped, a thing of the past, turned to mirth in the second one--the Christm...

18. CHAPTER XVIII

And in her shining bassinet Peace Europa breathed softly through a mouth like a damp red rose, waved a tiny arm feebly, uncurled the new-born hand, with its pearly nails, as if...

2. CHAPTER II

Up the brown sod-steps, from the yellow-veiled trenches, out over the lumpy, skirting sand-bags, out into the withered vegetation of Gas Valley, stumbled three figures! Masked f...

9. CHAPTER IX

"I light the red candle of Health: strength that I draw from the ocean, buoyancy from the breeze, elasticity from the air, the sands, and 'dash' from the wild life about me--das...

14. CHAPTER XIV

It was an hour later. The girls, nineteen of them, with their Guardian, were standing upon the skirts of the adjoining shipyard, watching, with a thrill only a shade less keen t...

15. CHAPTER XV

A maiden knelt upon the white sands out at the wild heart of the sand-dunes, here purple with the shading blossoms of pea-vines, lace-trimmed with everlastings, or raggedly plum...

4. CHAPTER IV

It was Colonel Deering who amusedly spoke, president of the Board of Directors of the Craig Steel Works, retired colonel of a national guard regiment, and father of two very att...

17. CHAPTER XVII

Dim prints fluttered out from the varnished wall--the living-room wall--in the strong breeze blowing through an open window: Pershing, American Commander-in-chief; Foch, Marshal...

10. CHAPTER X

"Oh, not so bad as all that; only rather tired of feasting on air-puffs," came the laughing answer. "Joy-sticks and air-puffs! My companion had some of the former in his pocket-...

19. CHAPTER XIX

They were not slow to avail themselves of the temporary license. Ten-year-olds, in squads of eight, linked tandem-fashion, one behind the other, butted those of middle-age, fat...

13. CHAPTER XIII

Thus Atlas delivered his commands, looking up, a frowning young god, of lowering brows, from under the weight which he was steadying--helping to steady. And if his tones were cr...

16. CHAPTER XVI

"He has something in his hand--something that shimmers in his hand! See! See, Betty! It--it's like the radio-powder in that little bottle--Olive's secret that shines in the dark...

23. VOLUME THREE

This time the scene is shifted to the lake. The boys all know how to row and sail a boat, and they organize a club and have fun galore. During a squall on the lake something of...

21. VOLUME ONE

A bright, breezy, outdoor story, telling how several lads organized a gun club and went camping in the winter time. They had with them a trusty old hunter who revealed to them m...

22. VOLUME TWO

With the coming of summer the boys turned their attention to baseball and organized a club, and played many thrilling games. The rivalry was of the keenest, and the particulars...