Pemrose Lorry, Camp Fire Girl

"And will the Thunder Bird really lay its egg upon the moon? Such a hard egg, too! Will it--really--drop a pound weight of steel upon the head of the Man in the Moon?... Oh! de-...

She was thinking of it two hours later--having gained her coaxing point--seated in the well-nigh empty parlor car of the north-bound express, that green-aisled Pullman being the...

The ice had been thick-ribbed, product of a bitter winter, but it could not withstand the shock of a hundred and eighty tons of leaping locomotive--it splintered in all directions.

That third nut was cracked just five weeks later in the firelit library of what had been Mr. Hartley Graham's home--the home of a man who during his lifetime, so it was occasion...

Pemrose Lorry echoed the cry, repeated it desolately, hours later, standing in her own room--a room that was a sort of sequel to herself, as every Camp Fire Girl's nest should be.

"Oh! I'm so glad--just so glad I don't know what to do with myself--that those experiments with the lesser Thunder Bird, the smaller sky-rocket, which won't make the four-day tr...

Pemrose, who like the enthroned daredevil liked excitement, if she was warm enough to enjoy it, had not hoped for quite such a tidbit when she came to the mountains,--at least,...

Gathering her short, green skirt about her, for she wore, as on that February day in her father's laboratory, what he called the "nixie green", the sylvan Camp Fire uniform, the...

As the cry, the reassuring cry, came ringing down to her, Pemrose felt the blood start again from where it was frozen at the back of her neck and surge through her flattened bod...

As for the inventor's daughter, her joyous relief was now a hop and now a dance, anon a pine-caught hullabaloo, as she gleefully turned her back upon the Devil's Chair and nicku...

Instead, they were enchanted ground, those girlish hearts, carried away by a sense that Mother Earth did not, after all, have to go outside her own atmosphere for her fairy-land...

"C. F. G.! C. F. G.! We are the Camp Fire C. F. G.! Oh! none with us can compare, For we looked over And picked the clover, And the World's lit up With our Camp Fires everywhere!"

"Well! you certainly are the laziest bunch; you'd carry a whole bakery in your knapsacks rather than do any cooking--especially if there are girls around. Lazy as Ludlam's dog y...

"Oh--Studley!" But beyond this one faint cry, Jessie, stanch little partner,--the girl behind the lines,--said no more to hinder him now, as she watched the scout detach his lit...

Running water! Invisible running water! The voice behind the scenes prompting the play,--the grim play of bat and rat and reptile in old Tory Cave, where the rocks wept, the lit...

"'Varnish right--and aeroplane wrong!' That's what _he_ said when they laid that trap to get us out of the cave, without any fuss. But I say it's: 'Varnish right--and puzzle wro...

Such was the substance of the uproar as the downy ball of mopping feathers took on a beak, claws and big brown eyes, blank and round, perching upon the foot-rail of a cot!

It was Tanpa, with the sunburst upon her right breast, general symbol of the Camp Fire, and the birch tree in grace of green and silver embroidered above it upon emerald khaki,...

It had come at last, that starless night, that stupendous night of which Pemrose had dreamed for a year, as she perched on a laboratory stool and watched her father at work, whe...

She had not made her scout-knights return those ashen blades until the morning after the dance, when they were surreptitiously deposited upon the opposite shore of the lake in t...

It was Pemrose Lorry who spoke. Together with her Camp Fire sisters she had taken some training in first aid. And one agonizing accident which she had been told how to deal with...

The loneliness of the mountain pass, nearly three thousand feet above sea-level, the rigors of the wind sweeping up it, chill now, June not yet being ten days old, the frowning...

It awoke the World with its challenging roar, silencing for ever, let us hope, the racket of guns upon this dear planet, leading man in future to seek his conquests in more tran...