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AUTHOR OF
The Camp Fire Girls Series
-[Illustration: ]
+[Illustration]
A. L. BURT COMPANY
@@ -1508,7 +1508,7 @@
Hercules scratched his head and shifted his corn
cob pipe to the other side of his mouth. "Dat shutter's
-bin up a good many years, Mis' 'Lisbeth," he
+bin up a good many years, Mis' 'Lisbeth[**'Lizbeth]," he
quavered.
"I see it has, from the way the screws
@@ -1563,7 +1563,7 @@
he had been caught in a misdemeanor.
"I 'clare, I cain't remember nothin' 'bout why dat
-shutter was put up, Mis' 'Lisbeth," he said earnestly.
+shutter was put up, Mis' 'Lisbeth[**'Lizbeth]," he said earnestly.
"Come to think on it now, Marse Jasper ain't never
told me why he want it put up," he continued triumphantly.
"He just say, 'Herc'les, put up dat shutter,'
@@ -2377,7 +2377,7 @@
"However did you do it?" she murmured.
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-It was your eleven Rules of Neatness that did
+"It was your eleven Rules of Neatness that did
it," replied Katherine, laughing, "or was it seven?
I forget. But I did do just the things you told me
to do, and it worked. There is no longer any danger
@@ -2387,7 +2387,7 @@
with me I don't know. How did you stand it, anyway?"
"Because we loved you, sweet child," replied
-Glady's fondly, "and because we all believed the
+Glady's[**Gladys] fondly, "and because we all believed the
motto, 'While there's life, there's hope.' We knew
you would be a paragon of neatness some day as
soon as you got around to it. You never could think
@@ -2679,7 +2679,7 @@
then a smash and a crash, and the next thing I was
layin' under the seat and Joe was trying to pull
me out. When I did finally get out the car was
-a-laying' over on its side all smashed to bits. Somehow
+a-laying'[**a-layin'] over on its side all smashed to bits. Somehow
or other when Joe dug me out from under the
seat I had ahold of the little baby that had been in
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@@ -3005,7 +3005,7 @@
"Maybe he did come from upstairs after all," said
Sahwah, whose lively brain had been working hard
-on the puzzle, but his foot didn't begin to bleed until
+on the puzzle, [**"]but his foot didn't begin to bleed until
he was half way down. Maybe he hurt it on the
landing."
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@@ -4250,7 +4250,7 @@
"No, it's only water dropping," said Justice, cupping
his hand over his ear in an attempt to locate
-the direction of the sound. I wonder where it can
+the direction of the sound. [**"]I wonder where it can
be."
He flashed the light and looked for the dropping
@@ -5178,7 +5178,7 @@
you round all right."
"I'se a-goin' dis time," he repeated. "I'se had a
-token. Dreamed about runnin' water last' night,
+token. Dreamed about runnin' water last'[**las'] night,
an' dat's a sure sign. Ain't no surer sign den dat
anywhere, Mis' 'Lizbeth."
@@ -5229,7 +5229,7 @@
"He's an ole man, an' his hair's nearly white, but
I see it were Marse Tad, all right.
-"'I hearn you-all was dead,'" I says ter him, but
+"'I hearn you-all was dead,'"[**superfluous "] I says ter him, but
Marse Tad, he say no, people all thought he's dead
an' he let 'em think so, 'case he cain't never meet up
wif his ole frien's no more. You see, Mis' 'Lizbeth,"
@@ -5252,7 +5252,7 @@
think he'll die too, an' he sends de baby away to some
folks dat wants one.
-But he don't die; he jest worry along, but he's
+[**"]But he don't die; he jest worry along, but he's
powerful low in his mind all de time. He think all
de time 'bout dem people he poisoned. Fin'lly he say
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@@ -5272,7 +5272,7 @@
aroun' in dat town, workin' odd jobs, an' at night
lookin' in de window where she sits.
-Den suddenly de folks she's wif up an' move away,
+[**"]Den suddenly de folks she's wif up an' move away,
an' he cain't see her no more. He jest cain't stand
it. He finds out dat dey come here to Oakwood,
an' he comes too. But he don't know which house
@@ -5652,7 +5652,6 @@
/#
The doctor left the Post, a broken-down,
ruined man, and died of yellow fever in
-
Cuba not long after.
I have kept the secret for twenty-five
@@ -5665,7 +5664,7 @@
world, that tardy justice may be done the
memory of Dr. Phillips. He was innocent
of the whole thing. May God forgive
-me!"
+me!"[**superfluous "]
/*
George Ingram."
@@ -5959,7 +5958,7 @@
"Isn't he the perfect Chef, though?" continued
Justice admiringly. "He must have been born with
an iron spoon in his hand, instead of a gold one in
-his mouth. Then, turning to Slim and bowing low
+his mouth.[**"] Then, turning to Slim and bowing low
before him, he chanted solemnly, "Go forth, go
forth, Lars Porsena, go forth, beloved of heaven!
All the other cooks will drown themselves in their
@@ -6430,7 +6429,7 @@
"Now, tell me about Carver House and all the
dear people there," she said, settling herself comfortably
in her chair and propping her elbows on
-the table. We still have an hour to spare. Aunty
+the table. [**"]We still have an hour to spare. Aunty
won't mind if we talk about our own affairs, will
you, aunty? Now, Katherine, take a long breath
and begin."
@@ -6888,7 +6887,7 @@
whether it's moss or ice?—it's the same principle.
Talk about your pole stars!
-I believe I know approximately where I am," she
+[**"]I believe I know approximately where I am," she
continued, her brain keeping up its logical working.
"We turned south from B—— Avenue to go to the
Music Hall, I remember hearing Veronica say so;
@@ -6972,7 +6971,7 @@
the wheels. No, you can't back up; you'll run over
her head. Don't you see it's right behind that left
wheel? Got a jack in your tool box? All right.
-Here—— Now——"
+Here——[**space]Now——"
Gradually the weight that was pinning her to the
ground was lifted, and she opened her eyes to find
@@ -8115,7 +8114,7 @@
By James Otis.
*/
-[tb]
+
For sale by all booksellers, or sent postpaid on receipt of price by the
publishers, A. L. BURT COMPANY, 114–120 East 23d Street, New York
@@ -8263,7 +8262,7 @@
Handsome Cloth Binding, Price 60 Cents per Volume
-[tb]
+
THE BOY SCOUTS' FIRST CAMP FIRE; or, Scouting with
the Silver Fox Patrol.
@@ -8382,7 +8381,7 @@
Volumes By WINN STANDISH
Handsomely Bound in Cloth
-Full Library Size —
+Full Library Size[**space]—