The Motor Maids Across the Continent

"At your age, what, dear cousin?" demanded Wilhelmina Campbell, superintending the strapping on at the back of the car of five extra large suit cases and other paraphernalia for...

"Why not?" Elinor was saying, somewhat on her mettle, when a motor cycle shot past them, stopped abruptly and a man jumped off and waited beside the road, signalling to them to...

"My dear, how can you suggest such things?" cried her relative opening her blue eyes wide in an innocent protest of such an accusation. "An aged spinster like me craving excitem...

"You are a doubter, Miss Campbell," objected Nancy. "We shall have to banish you from the magic circle if you feel that way. You cast a dark shadow over the spell."

"Sevenoaks" was the name of Mr. Moore's great farm, which covered acres and acres of fertile plain; called so because of seven great oak trees which shaded the circular drive gi...

All day long the Comet had been plodding faithfully, and although he did not know it, and his five mistresses did not know it, it was really uphill work. Very gradual uphill wor...

The young girl's feeling for her car was of a very real character, and if the Comet had been a favorite animal or a human being even, she could not have been more distressed.

Peter Van Vechten was driving the car but he made no attempt to stop it. In fact, he seemed not to recognize their faces as he came toward them, and it was evident that Barney M...

"It's like being in a play, Elinor," whispered Mary, who was sitting next to her at the long dinner table in the dining room of the little hotel. "They are all here, cowboys and...

"Four subjects and all of them male To Borria doubled the knee, They were once on a far larger scale, But he'd eaten the balance, you see--Scale and balance is punning, you see!

Breathless and flushed with exercise the other girls now dropped into their seats. The hot, crowded room, the dust raised by the shuffling of many feet on the floor and the stra...

Steptoe Lodge in the morning was very different from Steptoe Lodge at night. The dark courtyard, full of shifting shadows, was now a clean and open space bright with new light.

"Go on, Hot Air Sue and mind your own business. You are too full of curiosity. I tell you I found this girl here. She had run away from home."

The Comet had now a guide. No more excursions into the wilderness of the unknown for him. Timidly and cautiously he crept along as close to the tracks of the Union Pacific Railr...

For an hour the Comet had been toiling upward by a circuitous and intricate way. But he had not lost in speed. Billie had made up her mind not to linger. If they must see these...

Billie slept later than her friends next morning. Even their movements about the room as they dressed did not disturb her, and when at last she opened her eyes the sun was pouri...

Imagine a lovely valley, green and fertile, encircled by a great chain of mountains. Glistening to the westward, like a gem on its bosom, is a beautiful lake, and from the very...

It was nine o'clock when Miss Campbell and the girls bade each other a final good night. They had talked the matter of Evelyn Stone to shreds and ribbons, but Miss Campbell was...

"The Comet is going to have a rest to-day," observed Billie the next morning at the breakfast table. "He's being screwed up and oiled and cleaned for his last spurt across the c...

The morning mists still clung to the mountains and the citizens of the Mormon city appeared to be wrapped in a profound slumber when the Comet flashed joyously along the quiet s...

Sand hills and plains, plains and sand hills, stretching out indefinitely and interminably. There was only one bit of color in all the monotonous landscape. A flash of red on th...

The girls had been planning for a long time to give her a birthday party. It was to be a surprise picnic wherever they happened to be between Sacramento and San Francisco. It wa...

"But where is Mr. Moore? He has never written a line in answer to our letters. That's why I am uneasy. That poor girl was growing more unhappy every day."

Spread before them was the glorious panorama of San Francisco Bay. San Francisco, at one end of the peninsula, was shimmering gold in the last rays of the sun as it sank in the...