THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEW

    THE OUTDOOR GIRLS ON PINE ISLAND

    THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN ARMY SERVICE

    GROSSET & DUNLAP

   , PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK

   Copyright, 1918, by GROSSET & DUNLAP

    Six Little Bunkers at Grandma Bell's

   THEY SAW HIM LIFT FROM THE WATER A BIG FISH.

    THEY SAW HIM LIFT FROM THE WATER A BIG FISH

    AND THEN THE FIREWORKS BEGAN

    THE RAM WALKED TOWARD MARGY

    "BOW-WOW!" BARKED ZIP, AND ON HE RAN, FASTER AND FASTER

   "There! It's all done, so I guess we can get on and start off! All aboard! Toot! Toot!" Russ Bunker made a noise like a steamboat whistle. "Get on!" he cried.

   "Oh, wait a minute! I forgot to put the broom in the corner," said Rose, his sister. "I was helping mother sweep, and I forgot to put the broom away. Wait for me, Russ! Don't let the boat start without me!"

   "I won't," promised the little boy, as he tossed back a lock of dark hair which had straggled down over his eyes. They were dark, too, and, just now, were shining in eagerness as he looked at a queer collection of a barrel, a box, some chairs, a stool and a few boards, piled together in the middle of the playroom floor.

   "The steamboat will wait for you, Rose," Russ Bunker went on. "But hurry back," and he began to whistle a merry tune as he moved a footstool over to one side. "That's one of the paddle-wheels," he told his smaller brother Laddie, whose real name was Fillmore, but who was always called Laddie. "That's a paddle-wheel!"

   

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