The Camp Fire Girls on Ellen's Isle Or, The Trail of the Seven Cedars

The Camp Fire Girls on Ellen's Isle; Or, The Trail of the Seven Cedars

It was the hottest day of the hottest week of the hottest June ever recorded in the weather mans book of statistics. The parched earth had split open everywhere in gaping cracks that intersected and made patterns in the garden like a crazy quilt. The gray-coated leaves hung motionless from the shriveling twigs, limp and discouraged. Horses lifted their seared feet wearily from the sizzling, yielding asphalt; dogs panted by with their tongues hanging out; pedestrians closed their eyes to shut out the merciless glare from the sidewalks. The streets were almost deserted, like those of a southern city during the noon hours, while a wilted population sought the shelter of house or cellar and prayed for rain. 4On the vine-screened veranda of the Bradford home three of the WinnebagosHinpoha, Sahwah and Migwanreclined on wicker couches sipping ice cold lemonade and wearily waving palm-leaf fans. The usually busy tongues were still for once; it was too hot to talk. Brimming over with life and energy as they generally were, it seemed on this drowsy and oppressive afternoon that they would never be able to move again. Mr. Bob, Hinpohas black cocker, shared in the prevailing laziness; he lay sprawled on his back with all four feet up in the air, breathing in panting gasps that shook his whole body. A bumble bee, blundering up on the porch, broke the spell. It lit on Mr. Bobs face, whereupon Mr. Bob sprang into the air, quivering with excitement, and knocked Hinpohas glass out of her hand. Hinpoha picked up the pieces with one hand and patted Mr. Bob with the other. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 30825
Author: Frey, Hildegard G.
Release Date: Jan 1, 2010
Format: eBook
Language: English