The Girls of Central High; Or, Rivals for All Honors

She and her closest friends were in the relay races; and of course she played in the basket-ball game. This time Hester Grimes managed to behave herself. She was playing under t...

Chetwood Belding and his chum, Lance Darby, were in a motor-boat and that boat kept pace with the racing shells. The boat belonged to Prettyman Sweet; but Purt could not run the...

It was two days later, during which time the two principal topics of conversation among the girls of Central High had been athletics and Bobby Hargrew's trouble. All sorts of ru...

A bevy of girls were lingering on the steps and in the portico of the High School building. Mr. Sharp had given permission for the girls interested in the formation of the athle...

Billy Long (called "Short and Long" because of his diminutive stature) galloped on to the street corner, shouting "Fire! Fire!" in an astonishingly weak voice. Billy was so exci...

Now there was one girl of that walking party, you may be sure, who did not congratulate Laura Belding upon her happy thought in aiding the man on the steeple of St. Cecelia's Ch...

The side window of James Belding's jewelry store was open behind the grillwork of strong steel bars. Laura had just finished dusting the inside of the last show case in the row...

Walking was included in the athletics approved by the Girls' Branch and the girls of Central High did not have to wait for the athletic field to be put into condition before the...

Because of the many rules, and sub-divisions of rules, the players must bring to the basket-ball court the quickest intelligence and a serious desire to excel. No laughing or ta...

Every girl had brought a box of luncheon, and besides, somebody had "toted" two huge pots for chocolate and the little individual cups they all carried made sufficient drinking...

The girls of Central High had looked forward to this open-air exhibition of dancing and field athletics with great expectations. The pretty folk dances were enjoyed by the girl...

So, thus carried kindly by the Swiss farmer and his son, Laura Belding came to the farmhouse on the hillside. It was a comfortable home, with a big tile stove in the sitting roo...

"Say!" demanded Lance, who admired Laura greatly and would not let even her brother laugh at her. "All those other girls ran, didn't they? Jess ran. Why should Laura be any brav...

She had returned to consciousness almost at once. Indeed, the pulling of the bonds upon her wrists and the veil tied so tightly across the lower part of her face would naturally...

The Beldings lived in a nice house on Whiffle Street, with quite a big plot of ground about it--room for a lawn in front, a tennis court at the side, and a garden in the rear, o...

Black Jinny, the Belding's cook, chuckled inordinately--as she always did whenever Bobby Hargrew showed her face at the Belding's kitchen window, and shuffled two of the still w...

But the idea that Dr. Agnew approved of Mrs. Kerrick sleeping where she could hear the patter of rain drops gave incentive to Laura's thought and set her about following out the...

If there was anything of importance to be threshed out for the general welfare of the school, Franklin Sharp, principal of Central High, took the topic up at the Morning Assembl...

After school that day the committee appointed to organize the Girls' Branch Athletic Association of Central High met in one of the offices. There were fifteen of the girls, and...

Laura Belding was not of a revengeful nature. She hadn't even Bobby Hargrew's desire to "get even" with an enemy. But the mystery of what had happened to her in the haunted hous...

The end of Mary's story seemed to be a signal awaited by the M. O. R.'s, for they all began to rise now and quickly surrounded the little group of candidates for initiation. Som...

For a moment or two Laura Belding held to some shreds of courage. Of course she did not believe in ghosts! It was no supernatural thing that had either appeared as light to them...

Ordinarily the girls of Central High were perfect in "fire drill." But then, when ever they practiced that maneuver, there was no fire. For a hundred or more of them, however, t...

The girls of Central High took hold of the regular physical exercises with renewed eagerness these days. Although this work had always been popular with the few, now the many be...

After all, Centerport was just a big, inland town. It was no metropolis. Especially was the neighborhood of Central High mostly of that comfortable residential quality that is t...