The Camp Fire Girls Go Motoring; Or, Along the Road That Leads the Way
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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1916 Original Publisher: A. L. Burt Subjects: Children's stories Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a mil...
MoreGeneral Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1916 Original Publisher: A. L. Burt Subjects: Children's stories Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER IV. I Woke up with the strangest feeling I have ever had in my life. I remember dreaming that we had left the door open, and all the tobacco smoke from below had floated up into the room and was choking me. When I first awoke I thought that the racketers were still at it below, for from somewhere there came a horrible din. There was the sound of many voices shouting unintelligible things, when suddenly above the roar one voice shrieked out " Fire! " Then I knew. The room was filled with smoke, dense and choking. " Wake up!" I shouted, shaking Sahwah, who was sleeping with me. I dragged her out of bed and we two ran into the other room where Nyoda and Nakwisi and Margery were sleeping. The smoke was still thicker there and I believe they must have been nearly suffocated. We had hard work rousing them. Above the shouts of the people in the street below we could hear an ominous crackling that increased every minute. At first I was so frightened I could hardly move. It was the first time I had ever been in a burning building. The time the tepee burned we were out of it in one jump, Before we had realized what had happened. I shudder yet, when I hear crackling wood. Nyoda's voice roused me to action. She had regained her wits and was cool-headed as usual. Margery clung to her and screamed and she shook her and told her to be quiet. " Carry out your clothes if you can find them, girls," she said calmly, " but don't wait to put anything on." We groped through the smoke and found our clothes on the chair beside the bed, and gathering them...
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