The Camp Fire Girls' Larks and Pranks; Or, The House of the Open Door

A long cherished wish of the Winnebagos came true that winter, for they all got snowshoes for Christmas. So did the Sandwiches. They brought them down to the Open Door Lodge to...

An indistinct murmur floated down from the Winnebago room of the Open Door Lodge, punctuated by little squeals and exclamations. The firelight shown on four tense faces, and fou...

"It's true," continued Gladys. "Sherry's going to be sent away on a long trip and he wants to take her with him, so they're going to be married right away."

"I can't help it, it simply won't roll!" exclaimed Katherine in despair. "I've tugged and tugged until my fingernails are all broken, and it just naturally won't turn over!" And...

It was the crisp chill of an early October evening; in the still air the dead leaves came rustling down with a soft sound like whispers, while the crickets chirped a cheery welc...

Katherine's entry into High School life was a complete success--one of those rare, astonishing successes that happen about once in a decade. The regular members of the class, wh...

Preparations were completed and the day for the presentation of the greatest show on earth had arrived. It was crisply cool, but clear and sunshiny, as the last Saturday in belo...

Katherine became officially a member of the Winnebago Camp Fire Group at the first Ceremonial after the circus, with the Fire Name of Iagoonah, the Story Maker. The name itself...

Just how it started nobody ever knew--it may have been Sandhelo's turning out to be a trick mule, or it may have been because Slim was fat and would make such a beautiful clown,...

"What's all this about singing carols?" asked Migwan. "Everywhere I go the talk is all of carols, carols, carols. And the air is full of 'God Rest You, Merry Gentlemen,' and sim...

Rain fell in torrents on the roof of the hospitable House of the Open Door, and the wind howled dismally around its friendly gables. Inside the "lofty loft" of the Winnebagos th...

"Oh," replied Katherine cheerfully, "I burned one, cut one, pounded one with a hammer and slammed the door on one, and that left only one good one, so I tied that up, too, for s...

January closed with its immemorial thaw and February drew near in a mist of speculation as to whether it would come in like a lion or a lamb. But whatever may have been the stat...

At four o'clock one afternoon some few days later Hinpoha and Sahwah, breathless from hurrying, ran up the steps of the house where Nyoda lived and rang the bell. The other Winn...