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diff --git a/51745-h/51745-h.htm b/51745-h/51745-h.htm index aefcccd..15a1cd0 100644 --- a/51745-h/51745-h.htm +++ b/51745-h/51745-h.htm @@ -1,14 +1,10 @@ -<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" - "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> -<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> <head> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8" /> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css" /> - <title> - The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Brownie Scouts in the Circus, by Mildred A. Wirt - </title> - <link rel="coverpage" href="images/cover.jpg" /> - <style type="text/css"> + <meta charset="utf-8"> + <title>The Brownie Scouts in the Circus | Project Gutenberg</title> + <link rel="icon" href="images/cover.jpg" type="image/x-cover"> + <style> body {margin: 0 10%;} .chapter {page-break-before: always;} @@ -77,44 +73,30 @@ .poem {display: inline-block; text-align: left;} .poem .verse {margin: 1em 0em 1em 0em;} .poem .line {text-indent: -3em; padding-left: 3em;} - - @media handheld { - body {margin: .5em; padding: 0; width: 98%;} - p {margin-top: .1em; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: .1em; text-indent: 1em;} - hr.divider, hr.divider2 {border-width: 0; margin: 0;} - hr.short {width: 10%; margin: 2em 45%;} - img {max-width: 100%; width: auto; height: auto;} - .figleft {float: left;} - .figright {float: right;} - .book-container {width: 96%; margin: 2%;} - table {width: 96%; margin: 0 2%;} - .tn {width: 80%; margin: 0 10%; background: #dcdcdc; padding: 1em;} - a {color: inherit; text-decoration: inherit;} - } </style> </head> <body> <div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 51745 ***</div> <div class="figcenter width584"> -<img src="images/cover2.jpg" width="584" height="683" alt="Cover" /> +<img src="images/cover2.jpg" alt="Cover" style="width: 584px; height: 683px"> </div> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<h1>The Brownie Scouts<br /> +<hr class="divider" > +<h1>The Brownie Scouts<br > in the Circus</h1> </div> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider2" /> -<a name="frontis" id="frontis"></a> +<hr class="divider2" > +<a id="frontis"></a> <div class="figcenter width400"> -<img src="images/frontispiece.jpg" width="400" height="614" alt="" /> -<div class="caption">Lazy Tom rubbed himself against the bucket.<br /> +<img src="images/frontispiece.jpg" alt="" style="width: 400px; height: 614px"> +<div class="caption">Lazy Tom rubbed himself against the bucket.<br > “Brownie Scouts in the <span class="wordspacing">Circus” <i>(See</i></span> <i>page 21)</i> </div> </div> @@ -125,33 +107,33 @@ in the Circus</h1> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> +<hr class="divider" > </div> -<p class="center p200">The Brownie Scouts<br /> +<p class="center p200">The Brownie Scouts<br > in the Circus</p> -<p class="center p120 mt3">by<br /> +<p class="center p120 mt3">by<br > <span class="p150">Mildred A. Wirt</span></p> <p class="center p120 mt3">Illustrated</p> -<p class="center mt3"><span class="p130">CUPPLES AND LEON COMPANY</span><br /> +<p class="center mt3"><span class="p130">CUPPLES AND LEON COMPANY</span><br > <span class="p120"><span class="wordspacing">Publishers New</span> York</span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> +<hr class="divider" > </div> -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Copyright, 1949, by</span><br /> +<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Copyright, 1949, by</span><br > CUPPLES AND LEON COMPANY</p> -<hr class="short" /> +<hr class="short" > <p class="center"><i>All Rights Reserved</i></p> -<hr class="short" /> +<hr class="short" > <p class="center">THE BROWNIE SCOUTS IN THE CIRCUS</p> @@ -160,11 +142,11 @@ CUPPLES AND LEON COMPANY</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> +<hr class="divider" > </div> -<h2><a name="Contents" id="Contents"></a>Contents</h2> +<h2><a id="Contents"></a>Contents</h2> -<table summary="Contents"> +<table> <tr> <td class="tdr">1</td> <td class="tdl">Who Knows?</td> @@ -246,11 +228,11 @@ CUPPLES AND LEON COMPANY</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">1</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_1">1</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="i" id="i"></a><small>CHAPTER 1</small><br /> +<h2><a id="i"></a><small>CHAPTER 1</small><br > Who Knows?</h2> @@ -270,7 +252,7 @@ Rosedale Brownie Scout troop. “What a question! Aren’t you always late?”</ <p>Now all the Brownies liked Jane, but at times her tongue was as saucy as the pert red ribbons on her long yellow pigtails.</p> -<p>“I had to stay after school,” Veve explained,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">2</a></span> scooping up the book. +<p>“I had to stay after school,” Veve explained,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_2">2</a></span> scooping up the book. “Have I missed much of the meeting?”</p> <p>“All of it,” answered Connie Williams. A friendly smile took the edge @@ -296,7 +278,7 @@ for a trail meal.</p> <p>“Let’s go!” shouted Eileen Webber, springing up from the porch swing.</p> <p>The seven Brownies and Miss Gordon had planned a late afternoon hike -to Pearson Ravine, a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">3</a></span> natural park one mile beyond the outskirts of +to Pearson Ravine, a<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_3">3</a></span> natural park one mile beyond the outskirts of Rosedale.</p> <p>Connie, Veve and Miss Gordon led the way down the street. Directly @@ -322,7 +304,7 @@ lagoon.</p> <p>“First, shall we select a fireplace and start supper?” suggested Miss Gordon. “Later, we’ll explore.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">4</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_4">4</a></span> The Brownies dashed about, examining each fireplace to find the one best suited to their purpose. Finally, after much debate, they selected one in a dell near a spring.</p> @@ -352,7 +334,7 @@ stew to simmer. “Meanwhile, we might explore the ravine,” she proposed. <p>Veve and Sunny received the short paper stubs, which meant they were to remain.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">5</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_5">5</a></span> “I hope it’s safe leaving you two alone,” Jane remarked uneasily. “If you forget to keep water in the cooking can, our entire supper will burn up.”</p> @@ -380,7 +362,7 @@ collect pets. “I want to take one home in a jar!”</p> “Veve and Sunny soon will expect us for supper.”</p> <p>On tramped the Brownies along a trail which wound in among the oak and -maple trees. Miss Gordon<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">6</a></span> advised the girls to walk softly so that +maple trees. Miss Gordon<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_6">6</a></span> advised the girls to walk softly so that whenever they saw an interesting bird or animal they could stop to watch without frightening them away.</p> @@ -405,7 +387,7 @@ dished out generous portions. Even so, enough was left in the cooking pan for second helpings.</p> <p>“Hikes are wonderful,” declared Connie dreamily, as she seated herself -at the long wooden bench<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">7</a></span> and table. “Especially the eating part. I +at the long wooden bench<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_7">7</a></span> and table. “Especially the eating part. I wish we could have an outing every day.”</p> <p>“So do I,” agreed Veve. Her freckled face was smudged and flushed @@ -430,7 +412,7 @@ of rain and cool weather, June is a beautiful month for camping.”</p> <p>“When do we start?” demanded Veve. “Where will we go and how long may we stay?”</p> -<p>“One question at a time,” laughed Miss Gordon.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">8</a></span> “The trip depends upon +<p>“One question at a time,” laughed Miss Gordon.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_8">8</a></span> “The trip depends upon a number of factors. First, let’s have a report from our treasurer.”</p> <p>Connie had been elected keeper of the Brownie Troop funds. Without @@ -457,7 +439,7 @@ and equipment, we’re invited to use the camp and its facilities.”</p> <p>“Save your cheers until you hear more,” advised Miss Gordon. “Let’s consider the problem of supplying our own equipment.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">9</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_9">9</a></span> “How much will it cost?” asked Connie soberly.</p> <p>“At the very best estimate, I figure we’ll need ten dollars apiece to @@ -486,7 +468,7 @@ yard is filled with them!”</p> <p>“I can make money by wiping dishes,” added Rosemary promptly.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">10</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_10">10</a></span> “I’m good at washing cars,” announced Jane. “My five dollars is the same as in the till right now.”</p> @@ -513,7 +495,7 @@ who worked part-time in a downtown office, seldom had money for extras.</p> had no uniform. For that reason, she was sorry Jane thoughtlessly had brought up the subject.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">11</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_11">11</a></span> “I’m not sure I want to go to camp,” announced Veve. Her cheeks were stained with color even though she had moved away from the fire.</p> @@ -543,7 +525,7 @@ noticed that her friend seemed very downcast.</p> <p>“You didn’t really mean it when you said you didn’t care about going to camp?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">12</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_12">12</a></span> “Oh, I don’t know,” Veve said, a trifle crossly. “I don’t have to decide now, do I?”</p> @@ -570,7 +552,7 @@ girl in a spangled costume, riding a snow-white horse.</p> <p>“Oh, it <em>is</em> a circus!” laughed Connie.</p> -<p>“And it’s coming here a week from Saturday,”<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">13</a></span> added Eileen as another +<p>“And it’s coming here a week from Saturday,”<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_13">13</a></span> added Eileen as another sheet spread out before their fascinated eyes. “Oh, I hope I get to go!”</p> <p>“I wish we all might see it,” declared Miss Gordon gaily. “You @@ -584,16 +566,16 @@ possibly might make their camp money.”</p> <p>“I can’t tell you now,” she said, “for as yet it’s only an idea. Just be sure to come to the Brownie meeting next Wednesday. Who knows? I may have something interesting to report.” -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">14</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_14">14</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">15</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_15">15</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="ii" id="ii"></a><small>CHAPTER 2</small><br /> +<h2><a id="ii"></a><small>CHAPTER 2</small><br > A Tightrope Act</h2> @@ -615,7 +597,7 @@ is interested.”</p> <p>Miss Gordon explained that the idea had occurred to her on the day of the Brownie hike when she had noticed the circus posters.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">16</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_16">16</a></span> “I talked to the circus advance man,” she added, “and the management has agreed to pay us forty cents for each ticket we sell.”</p> @@ -642,7 +624,7 @@ and parents.”</p> <p>“I’ll ask the ladies at my mother’s bridge club,” added Sunny.</p> <p>Nearly all of the Brownies were confident they could dispose of their -tickets before the next meeting.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">17</a></span> Veve alone seemed uncertain. In her +tickets before the next meeting.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_17">17</a></span> Veve alone seemed uncertain. In her family there were few relatives, and she knew her mother could not take time from work to attend a circus.</p> @@ -666,7 +648,7 @@ digging dandelions. “Everyone already has been asked by someone else.”</p> <p>“Oh, Veve! If you want to help me dig dandelions—”</p> -<p>“I don’t,” said Veve quickly, noticing a blister on<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">18</a></span> Connie’s finger. +<p>“I don’t,” said Veve quickly, noticing a blister on<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_18">18</a></span> Connie’s finger. “It makes your hand sore. Can’t you think of an easier way to make money?”</p> @@ -695,7 +677,7 @@ too!”</p> <p>“We might give it tomorrow,” Connie said doubtfully. “It will mean a lot of planning though, and hard work.”</p> -<p>“Lets get busy right away and practice,” Veve<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">19</a></span> proposed, jumping up +<p>“Lets get busy right away and practice,” Veve<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_19">19</a></span> proposed, jumping up from the grass. “What can you do, Connie?”</p> <p>“Well, I learned a tap dance at class—”</p> @@ -722,7 +704,7 @@ old lions at circuses. Come on, Connie. Let’s ask to borrow him.”</p> elderly lady lived alone. Of all the neighborhood children, Connie and Veve were her favorites.</p> -<p>“Good afternoon, girls,” she said with a smile<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">20</a></span> when Veve rang the +<p>“Good afternoon, girls,” she said with a smile<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_20">20</a></span> when Veve rang the doorbell. “I am afraid my cookie jar is empty today.”</p> <p>The girls explained that they had not come for cookies.</p> @@ -750,7 +732,7 @@ made a fine pedestal.</p> <p>“Now get up there, old lion!” she ordered the dozing cat. “Up, I tell you!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">21</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_21">21</a></span> Lazy Tom paid no attention. He merely said “Meow!” in a very bored voice.</p> @@ -779,7 +761,7 @@ you what, Connie. You be the lion.”</p> friend coaxed so hard that finally she consented.</p> <p>“Get down on your hands and knees,” ordered Veve. “When I say, ‘Up King -of Beasts,’ you’re to put your front paws—I mean your hands—on the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">22</a></span> +of Beasts,’ you’re to put your front paws—I mean your hands—on the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_22">22</a></span> bucket. Then move your head from side to side and roar.”</p> <p>“But I can’t do that, Veve. Lazy Tom is asleep on the bucket.”</p> @@ -809,7 +791,7 @@ hand and then the other on the bucket.</p> <p>“You’re forgetting to roar, Connie,” Veve reminded her. “Go ahead! You can do it.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">23</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_23">23</a></span> The sound Connie made was most unlike a roar. She tried again. This time it was loud enough to bring Mrs. Williams to the kitchen door.</p> @@ -838,7 +820,7 @@ it,” she announced confidently.</p> <p>“You may fall in and get wet, Veve.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">24</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_24">24</a></span> “Not I,” boasted the little girl. “Why, I’ve walked rail fences dozens of times.”</p> @@ -870,7 +852,7 @@ hand, she swayed back and forth.</p> walker, just watch!”</p> <p>Veve’s round, freckled face became very serious. Swinging her foot from -the box to the rope, she<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">25</a></span> started forward. The clothes-line sagged +the box to the rope, she<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_25">25</a></span> started forward. The clothes-line sagged beneath her weight.</p> <p>“Be careful!” cried Connie.</p> @@ -878,16 +860,16 @@ beneath her weight.</p> <p>Her words ended in a loud shriek, for the little girl had lost her balance. Wildly, the red and green umbrella waved in the air. Then with a great splash, Veve pitched sideways into the lily pond. -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">26</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_26">26</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">27</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_27">27</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="iii" id="iii"></a><small>CHAPTER 3</small><br /> +<h2><a id="iii"></a><small>CHAPTER 3</small><br > The Brownie Circus</h2> @@ -908,7 +890,7 @@ pretty umbrella!”</p> <p>“Veve!” called a voice from across the yard. “Veve McGuire!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">28</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_28">28</a></span> The girls turned to see Mrs. McGuire coming toward them. She had returned from work and her face was quite stern.</p> @@ -937,7 +919,7 @@ and change your clothes.”</p> <p>“Our lion,” explained Veve. “That is, I mean Mrs. Moseley’s cat. He’s upstairs resting on my bed.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">29</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_29">29</a></span> “Oh dear,” sighed Mrs. McGuire. “Veve, what won’t you think of next?”</p> <p>Now Mrs. McGuire loved her daughter very much, but Veve caused her @@ -962,7 +944,7 @@ house and then returned home for her own supper.</p> <p>“You’re rather late, Connie,” her mother chided her. “Too busy a day?”</p> -<p>“Planning a circus is such hard work,” Connie replied.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">30</a></span> “But it’s a lot +<p>“Planning a circus is such hard work,” Connie replied.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_30">30</a></span> “But it’s a lot of fun and we may make money for the Brownies. Only we’ll have to get busy right away!”</p> @@ -988,7 +970,7 @@ and cats.”</p> <p>“And decorate the wheels of our bicycles for the grand parade,” said Belinda. “Oh, I hope we make loads of money.”</p> -<p>Because Veve had thought up the idea of having<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">31</a></span> the circus, everyone +<p>Because Veve had thought up the idea of having<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_31">31</a></span> the circus, everyone agreed it was proper that she should be the master of ceremonies.</p> <p>“I have a clown suit she can wear,” offered Rosemary. “By the way, @@ -1016,7 +998,7 @@ came into his eye.</p> <p>“Why, Barney Adams!” Jane said indignantly. “This is supposed to be a charity circus.”</p> -<p>“Not for me, it isn’t,” insisted Barney. “My goat<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">32</a></span> takes a lot of care, +<p>“Not for me, it isn’t,” insisted Barney. “My goat<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_32">32</a></span> takes a lot of care, and I can’t let you have him without something in swap. Anyway, you might damage him.”</p> @@ -1048,7 +1030,7 @@ down the street.</p> Brownies were there, hard at work preparing for the circus. They had brought their bicycles, pets, and a great many odds and ends.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">33</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_33">33</a></span> Before five o’clock, the hour set for the show, everyone was on hand except Veve McGuire.</p> @@ -1079,7 +1061,7 @@ six o’clock as punishment for falling into the lily pond.</p> <p>“Can’t you ask your mother—”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">34</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_34">34</a></span> “I have already,” Veve said gloomily. “About a dozen times. It’s no use.”</p> @@ -1108,7 +1090,7 @@ there, she seemed to understand.</p> <p>“Then you’ll let Veve out of the house?” Sunny asked quickly.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">35</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_35">35</a></span> “I’ll call her now,” promised Mrs. McGuire.</p> <p>Veve had been listening to the conversation from the head of the @@ -1135,7 +1117,7 @@ head of the parade.</p> <p>Three times the procession went around the lily pool ring. Behind Veve came Connie riding in the goat cart. After her were the other Brownies -who<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">36</a></span> rode their bicycles or pulled coaster wagons bearing pets. All the +who<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_36">36</a></span> rode their bicycles or pulled coaster wagons bearing pets. All the spectators cheered and clapped.</p> <p>After the parade, Veve announced that the first act would be a @@ -1163,7 +1145,7 @@ Williams.”</p> Connie had no horse. She had unhitched the goat from the cart and was trying to climb astride.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">37</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_37">37</a></span> However, her mount was not used to such treatment and refused to budge.</p> <p>“Switch him a little, Veve,” she urged.</p> @@ -1191,7 +1173,7 @@ money for a Brownie camping trip.”</p> <p>“We’ll not go on with the circus unless you pay five cents,” said Veve, walking over to the fence.</p> -<p>“Listen to the little girl prattle!” jeered the boy.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">38</a></span> “She calls <em>this</em> +<p>“Listen to the little girl prattle!” jeered the boy.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_38">38</a></span> “She calls <em>this</em> a circus! Just look at those mangy cats in boxes!”</p> <p>“You’re trying to break up our circus!” Veve accused angrily. “Go away @@ -1221,7 +1203,7 @@ break up our show.”</p> <p>“When they saw you coming they ran away,” added Veve.</p> -<p>The policeman turned to look down the street. By<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">39</a></span> this time the boys +<p>The policeman turned to look down the street. By<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_39">39</a></span> this time the boys were too far away for him to overtake them easily.</p> <p>“I know the gang,” he said. “They’re always into mischief. The next @@ -1248,7 +1230,7 @@ leave, he reached into his pocket for a coin.</p> policeman. He dropped fifty cents into Connie’s hand.</p> <p>The Brownies felt very proud because Captain Bartley had liked their -circus so well. Jane, who still<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">40</a></span> had a few tickets to sell to the real +circus so well. Jane, who still<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_40">40</a></span> had a few tickets to sell to the real circus, asked him if he would care to buy any.</p> <p>“Why, yes, my wife and I had planned to go next Saturday,” Captain @@ -1277,7 +1259,7 @@ them.</p> <p>“A few?” laughed Connie. “Why, that earns the troop another ten dollars!”</p> -<p>“And it gives us three more free circus tickets,”<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">41</a></span> cried Belinda. +<p>“And it gives us three more free circus tickets,”<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_41">41</a></span> cried Belinda. “We’ll all be able to see the show now.”</p> <p>The Brownies agreed that because their play circus had been a joint @@ -1302,7 +1284,7 @@ could drag themselves from beneath the covers.</p> <p>By the time they were dressed and downstairs, Mrs. Williams had hot cereal, toast and chocolate waiting for them.</p> -<p>“Now do eat your breakfasts,” she urged as<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">42</a></span> Connie took a few bites and +<p>“Now do eat your breakfasts,” she urged as<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_42">42</a></span> Connie took a few bites and stopped. “You have a long, tiring day ahead of you.”</p> <p>“I’m not a bit hungry,” said Connie, but she finished all the cereal.</p> @@ -1327,7 +1309,7 @@ through the crowd. They knew they easily could become separated in such a large throng.</p> <p>Circus men were unloading great tent poles, canvas, cook-house -equipment, work horses and wagons.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">43</a></span> Heavy objects were being moved by +equipment, work horses and wagons.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_43">43</a></span> Heavy objects were being moved by the elephants. The Brownies found it all very exciting to watch.</p> <p>Veve and Connie were especially interested in seeing the animals moved. @@ -1351,7 +1333,7 @@ the cage to a waiting truck.</p> years of age, dressed in silk trousers and a blue velvet jacket, swung down from the steps.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">44</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_44">44</a></span> “I wonder what she does?” speculated Veve. “Perhaps she’s a trapeze performer.”</p> @@ -1382,7 +1364,7 @@ scattering in all directions.</p> <p>“What has happened?” gasped Mrs. Williams. She and Miss Gordon quickly drew the Brownies close together.</p> -<p>“The tiger is out of his cage!” exclaimed Eva Leitsall.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">45</a></span> “One of the +<p>“The tiger is out of his cage!” exclaimed Eva Leitsall.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_45">45</a></span> “One of the attendants must have left it unfastened.”</p> <p>And then the circus girl did a rather brave thing. Holding up both @@ -1390,17 +1372,17 @@ arms, she faced the terrified crowd.</p> <p>“Be quiet, everyone!” she ordered. “The tiger will not attack unless you excite him! The animal men will get him back in his cage!” -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">46</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_46">46</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">47</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_47">47</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="iv" id="iv"></a><small>CHAPTER 4</small><br /> +<h2><a id="iv"></a><small>CHAPTER 4</small><br > A Missing Billfold</h2> @@ -1420,7 +1402,7 @@ than the others.</p> <p>A strong cage had been opened up by the circus men. At a command from Jim Carsdale, the tiger leaped in and the door was bolted.</p> -<p>“Dear me, I feel weak all over,” murmured Mrs.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">48</a></span> Williams as the men +<p>“Dear me, I feel weak all over,” murmured Mrs.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_48">48</a></span> Williams as the men lifted the cage onto a truck. “That animal trainer was marvelous!”</p> <p>“One of the best in the circus,” said Eva Leitsall proudly. “Jim @@ -1450,7 +1432,7 @@ Then Connie’s mother looked at her watch.</p> <p>“We really should be starting home,” she said. “The afternoon performance begins at one-thirty.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">49</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_49">49</a></span> The Brownies did not mind leaving, for they knew the show that afternoon would be even more interesting to watch than the unloading.</p> @@ -1477,7 +1459,7 @@ farther.</p> <p>“Oh, thank you, Mr. Carsdale,” replied Connie, speaking his name as if she knew him. “I saw you make the tiger go into his cage.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">50</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_50">50</a></span> The animal trainer couldn’t keep from showing surprise because the little girl knew his name. Mrs. Williams explained how Connie had learned it.</p> @@ -1502,7 +1484,7 @@ animal woman. Only I’d train lions instead of tigers.”</p> <p>At home once more, Veve and Connie did not have long to wait for the afternoon circus performance.</p> -<p>They played awhile together, had an early lunch,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">51</a></span> and then it was time +<p>They played awhile together, had an early lunch,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_51">51</a></span> and then it was time to join the other Brownies at Miss Gordon’s home.</p> <p>Catching a bus downtown, the girls walked directly to the circus @@ -1532,7 +1514,7 @@ the sideshows!”</p> <p>A man stood on a narrow, high platform in front of a striped green and white tent.</p> -<p>“Right this way, lay-dees and gentlemen!” he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">52</a></span> shouted. “Only a dime, +<p>“Right this way, lay-dees and gentlemen!” he<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_52">52</a></span> shouted. “Only a dime, ten cents, to see Bo Bo, the Wild Man. He has hair like a lion and hands like a gorilla. His teeth are those of that fierce animal of the frozen north, the polar bear!”</p> @@ -1560,7 +1542,7 @@ she eat too much?”</p> <p>“I think not,” smiled Miss Gordon. “Probably her glands fail to function properly.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">53</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_53">53</a></span> “And see the thin man!” squealed Eileen, her gaze upon the walking skeleton. “He looks starved!”</p> @@ -1593,7 +1575,7 @@ expression came over her face.</p> <p>“Why, Miss Gordon, what is wrong?” asked Belinda.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">54</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_54">54</a></span> The Brownie troop leader did not answer until she had searched through all her pockets.</p> @@ -1604,11 +1586,11 @@ the money was taken by a pickpocket!”</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">55</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_55">55</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="v" id="v"></a><small>CHAPTER 5</small><br /> +<h2><a id="v"></a><small>CHAPTER 5</small><br > Under the Big Top</h2> @@ -1633,7 +1615,7 @@ the circus? And is our camping money gone too?”</p> <p>Miss Gordon did not reply. Instead, she kept searching through her pockets, hoping to find the missing billfold. But it was not there.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">56</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_56">56</a></span> “I distinctly recall placing the billfold in my inside suit pocket,” she said. “I don’t see how it could have fallen out.”</p> @@ -1662,7 +1644,7 @@ makes me fairly ill.”</p> <p>“Every penny. Besides, the billfold contained five dollars of my own and our circus tickets.”</p> -<p>As the full significance of the bad news dawned<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">57</a></span> upon the Brownies, +<p>As the full significance of the bad news dawned<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_57">57</a></span> upon the Brownies, they were stunned. For a moment, they could say nothing.</p> <p>“Let’s tell a policeman,” Veve proposed at last. “He’ll catch that old @@ -1691,7 +1673,7 @@ loud voice:</p> <p>“Right this way, folks! The show starts in five minutes!”</p> <p>Inside the big top, a band had struck up. Hearing the lively music, the -crowd deserted the side shows.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">58</a></span> Soon Miss Gordon and the Brownies were +crowd deserted the side shows.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_58">58</a></span> Soon Miss Gordon and the Brownies were among the few who remained outside the main circus tent.</p> <p>“I have an idea,” declared the troop leader, for she saw that some of @@ -1719,7 +1701,7 @@ stolen.</p> <p>“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “We can’t take a personal check.”</p> -<p>“I don’t mind missing the circus myself,” said<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">59</a></span> Miss Gordon, “but my +<p>“I don’t mind missing the circus myself,” said<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_59">59</a></span> Miss Gordon, “but my Brownies have planned on it for a week—”</p> <p>“Please let us in,” pleaded Veve, standing on tiptoe to gaze up at the @@ -1747,7 +1729,7 @@ can’t take your check.”</p> ticket booth. From inside the big tent the band had struck up another tune.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">60</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_60">60</a></span> “The show’s starting,” said Veve. “And we won’t see any of it.” A tear splashed down her cheek.</p> @@ -1776,7 +1758,7 @@ them in such a friendly way was Mr. Carsdale.</p> <p>“You’ll be late for the circus unless you hustle into the big top,” warned the man. “The show’s starting now.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">61</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_61">61</a></span> “We can’t see it,” said Connie, and she explained how Miss Gordon’s billfold had been taken by the pickpocket.</p> @@ -1803,7 +1785,7 @@ them right in.”</p> <p>“Sure, if you say to do it,” the other man agreed.</p> -<p>From a cigar box he removed eight special tickets<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">62</a></span> which bore the +<p>From a cigar box he removed eight special tickets<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_62">62</a></span> which bore the printed words: “Complimentary.” These he gave to Miss Gordon.</p> <p>“Can’t I pay you for them later?” Miss Gordon asked the animal trainer. @@ -1832,7 +1814,7 @@ trainer asked the girls.</p> <p>“I would,” declared Connie and Jane in unison. Veve nodded her head also.</p> -<p>“In that case, it might be worth while for you to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">63</a></span> talk to our +<p>“In that case, it might be worth while for you to<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_63">63</a></span> talk to our detective after the circus is over,” suggested Mr. Carsdale. “Pickpockets tend to follow a show from town to town. We might run into this fellow later on.”</p> @@ -1858,17 +1840,17 @@ the start of the circus.</p> <p>Connie and the Brownies drew happy sighs as they peered down at the three sawdust rings. After all their worry and trouble, they hadn’t missed a thing. -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">64</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_64">64</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">65</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_65">65</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="vi" id="vi"></a><small>CHAPTER 6</small><br /> +<h2><a id="vi"></a><small>CHAPTER 6</small><br > A Little Circus Rider</h2> @@ -1888,7 +1870,7 @@ used a long rod to guide his mount.</p> <p>Suddenly Veve pinched Rosemary’s arm and cried: “Look!”</p> -<p>A large white steed with a red brocaded saddlecloth<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">66</a></span> had entered the +<p>A large white steed with a red brocaded saddlecloth<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_66">66</a></span> had entered the arena. Eva Leitsall rode gracefully on the animal’s broad back. The little girl wore tights and looked like a princess, so proudly did she carry herself.</p> @@ -1913,7 +1895,7 @@ clowns ran in every direction, pretending to be frightened.</p> many interesting things went on at one time that the Brownies could not watch half of them.</p> -<p>Thrilling indeed were the trapeze performers.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">67</a></span> Even better, the +<p>Thrilling indeed were the trapeze performers.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_67">67</a></span> Even better, the Brownies liked the butterfly act. Girls with large colored wings on their backs were raised high into the air and whirled around.</p> @@ -1940,7 +1922,7 @@ with a circus.”</p> were due the next week and already she was dreading them.</p> <p>Soon a man came through the audience selling pop and lemonade, peanuts -and popcorn. Just to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">68</a></span> watch him made the Brownie Scouts very hungry and +and popcorn. Just to<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_68">68</a></span> watch him made the Brownie Scouts very hungry and thirsty.</p> <p>“Here you are, folks,” called the white-coated salesman. “Get your hot @@ -1967,7 +1949,7 @@ trained seals balance red balls on the tips of their noses.</p> she could catch it, down it tumbled between the gap in the board seats. She saw it drop to the ground beneath the stand.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">69</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_69">69</a></span> “Oops! There goes my hat!” she exclaimed.</p> <p>“Oh, Veve!” groaned Jane, annoyed by the interruption, “why weren’t you @@ -1999,7 +1981,7 @@ damaged.</p> above them. They wondered which ones belonged to Miss Gordon and the Brownies. Of course they could not tell.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">70</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_70">70</a></span> Lying on the ground beneath the stand was a strange assortment of articles—pop bottles, scraps of paper, empty boxes and a lady’s belt.</p> @@ -2027,7 +2009,7 @@ at the conclusion of the show.</p> <p>“And the money?” Veve inquired anxiously. “Must I give that up too?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">71</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_71">71</a></span> “No,” replied the teacher. “The person who lost it couldn’t possibly identify a fifty cent piece.”</p> @@ -2058,7 +2040,7 @@ see the show.</p> <p>“We’re to meet Mr. Carsdale and the detective too,” Connie reminded the Brownies. “They’ll be expecting us.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">72</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_72">72</a></span> “That’s right,” agreed Miss Gordon.</p> <p>Soon the circus came to an end. When they stood up, the Brownies felt @@ -2089,7 +2071,7 @@ thin man. The girls were quite certain he must be the circus detective.</p> in the least as they had expected. He wore a gray business suit and did not show a badge.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">73</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_73">73</a></span> “Sorry to have kept you waiting,” apologized Mr. Carsdale. “This is Clem Gregg, the company detective. You might tell him about losing your billfold and the watch.”</p> @@ -2121,7 +2103,7 @@ tall?”</p> <p>“Yes, he did!” exclaimed Veve in astonishment. She wondered how the detective could know so much about the pickpocket.</p> -<p>“Your description fits Joe Potassick,” declared the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">74</a></span> detective. “‘Joe +<p>“Your description fits Joe Potassick,” declared the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_74">74</a></span> detective. “‘Joe the Pick’ we call him. I thought I saw him in the crowd today. But he slipped away from me again.”</p> @@ -2149,7 +2131,7 @@ curiously.</p> <p>“Sometimes we merely run them out of town,” the detective replied. “But if ever we catch Joe in the act, we’ll have him arrested and sent up.”</p> -<p>“I realize there is little chance to recover the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">75</a></span> money taken from +<p>“I realize there is little chance to recover the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_75">75</a></span> money taken from my billfold,” said Miss Gordon. “I plan to make up the loss to the Brownies. The watch, however, was a prized keepsake.”</p> @@ -2178,7 +2160,7 @@ child stood there, watching the Brownies. But when the little girl saw them looking at her, she slipped back out of sight behind the flap of the canvas.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">76</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_76">76</a></span> “Bashful, I guess,” chuckled Mr. Carsdale.</p> <p>A few minutes later, Mr. Carsdale went away to talk to one of the @@ -2195,11 +2177,11 @@ of the tent.</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">77</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_77">77</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="vii" id="vii"></a><small>CHAPTER 7</small><br /> +<h2><a id="vii"></a><small>CHAPTER 7</small><br > The Lost Keys</h2> @@ -2223,7 +2205,7 @@ lost interest immediately.</p> <p>“Oh, that happens lots of times,” she said with a shrug. “It’s nothing at all.”</p> -<p>“I guess you would think it something if you lost<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">78</a></span> <em>your</em> money,” +<p>“I guess you would think it something if you lost<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_78">78</a></span> <em>your</em> money,” retorted Veve. She thought Eva acted entirely too important.</p> <p>“I thought you said it was Miss Gordon’s money,” Eva shot back.</p> @@ -2250,7 +2232,7 @@ riders can do it.”</p> <p>Eva Leitsall hesitated before she replied. Now in truth, she often was afraid of the somersault from one horse to another. Once in practice, -she had fallen and hurt her shoulder. But, being proud, she<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">79</a></span> had no +she had fallen and hurt her shoulder. But, being proud, she<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_79">79</a></span> had no intention of admitting this to Connie and Veve.</p> <p>“I’m not afraid of anything,” she said boastfully.</p> @@ -2277,7 +2259,7 @@ quickly:</p> dollar bill.”</p> <p>Connie, who usually was very even tempered, -<a name="began" id="began"></a><ins title="Original has beban">began</ins> to feel a +<a id="began"></a><ins title="Original has beban">began</ins> to feel a bit provoked. She was quite sure now that Eva was trying to put herself forward as a very important person.</p> @@ -2286,7 +2268,7 @@ be polite.</p> <p>“Savings bank,” replied Eva briefly.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">80</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_80">80</a></span> “I have a savings account too,” said Connie. “I’ve built it up to fifty-eight dollars and twenty-nine cents.”</p> @@ -2316,7 +2298,7 @@ made her study in her tent or sleeping car.</p> <p>Veve thought she might learn to do a tightrope act or perhaps help Mr. Carsdale.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">81</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_81">81</a></span> “Children aren’t allowed to handle wild animals,” Eva told her. “You couldn’t do anything at all in our circus.”</p> @@ -2345,7 +2327,7 @@ liked the little circus girl because of her boastful manner. The leader of the Brownie Scout troop only laughed.</p> <p>“You shouldn’t have taken her remarks so seriously,” she advised. “No -doubt Eva only was trying<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">82</a></span> to make you envious. I am sure circus life +doubt Eva only was trying<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_82">82</a></span> to make you envious. I am sure circus life couldn’t be the fun she would have you believe.”</p> <p>“All the same, I wish I might try it,” declared Veve. “I’d ride the big @@ -2372,7 +2354,7 @@ Miss Gordon was quite cheerful about the lost camping money.</p> <p>Taking the blame entirely upon herself, she told the girls again that she would make up the loss.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">83</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_83">83</a></span> “Well go ahead exactly as we planned,” she declared. “Our reservation is in for the third of June at Shady Hollow. This very afternoon we’ll go downtown and buy our camping equipment.”</p> @@ -2399,7 +2381,7 @@ further opportunity.</p> quickly. “Girls, you may go on ahead. Veve and I will catch up.”</p> <p>The Brownies thought it rather strange that the troop leader should -remain behind with Veve. However,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">84</a></span> they did not ask questions. Instead, +remain behind with Veve. However,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_84">84</a></span> they did not ask questions. Instead, by pairs, they started slowly down the street toward the bus stop.</p> <p>Left alone with Veve, Miss Gordon came directly to the point.</p> @@ -2428,7 +2410,7 @@ to earn the money and repay me.”</p> <p>Veve’s face brightened momentarily, only to collapse.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">85</a></span></p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_85">85</a></span></p> <p>“But if I can’t earn the money by then, Miss Gordon?”</p> @@ -2455,7 +2437,7 @@ out.</p> <p>“I’m going camping after all,” she announced to Connie as the girls rode up the elevator to the fourth floor.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">86</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_86">86</a></span> “But what about your camp fee?” her companion asked.</p> <p>“Oh, I’ll have it,” Veve announced confidently. “I know a way now.”</p> @@ -2481,7 +2463,7 @@ way. But what could she do?”</p> looking over camping equipment. They tested beds, darted in and out of umbrella tents, and examined nested cooking pans.</p> -<p>One of the tents had not been set up very well.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">87</a></span> Veve and Eileen were +<p>One of the tents had not been set up very well.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_87">87</a></span> Veve and Eileen were giggling and laughing as they whirled around one of the supporting poles.</p> @@ -2508,7 +2490,7 @@ large enough for seven Brownies and one adult “sleeping end to end.”</p> <p>“We’ll have no room for beds,” the teacher said regretfully. “Each girl will have to make her own of balsam boughs.”</p> -<p>Miss Gordon paid for the tent and bought other<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">88</a></span> items which would be +<p>Miss Gordon paid for the tent and bought other<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_88">88</a></span> items which would be needed on the camping trip. Then, en route home, she gave each girl a list of the things she should take with her to Shady Hollow.</p> @@ -2534,7 +2516,7 @@ and Mrs. Davidson also had promised to drive their cars. However, the two mothers expected to return home that same night after the Brownies were settled.</p> -<p>On the day scheduled for the departure, the girls<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">89</a></span> met at Connie’s +<p>On the day scheduled for the departure, the girls<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_89">89</a></span> met at Connie’s house. As early as twelve-thirty they began to arrive with their bedrolls and knapsacks. Soon the lawn near the driveway was dotted with luggage, boxes of equipment and odds and ends.</p> @@ -2560,7 +2542,7 @@ carried one thing after another from the house.</p> <p>“Now, do relax,” her mother soothed. “We’ll reach Shady Hollow in ample time. Is everyone ready?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">90</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_90">90</a></span> “We’ve been waiting for hours,” groaned Veve, scrambling into the car beside Rosemary.</p> @@ -2591,11 +2573,11 @@ to Shady Hollow!”</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">91</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_91">91</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="viii" id="viii"></a><small>CHAPTER 8</small><br /> +<h2><a id="viii"></a><small>CHAPTER 8</small><br > Shady Hollow Camp</h2> @@ -2619,7 +2601,7 @@ overhead to reach.”</p> <p>“Lift me up and I think I can,” Connie urged her mother.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">92</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_92">92</a></span> Mrs. Williams raised her daughter high on her shoulders. Connie wobbled and weaved but finally held her balance.</p> @@ -2648,7 +2630,7 @@ always was left open for ventilation purposes.</p> <p>“It would take a very tall one indeed,” said Mrs. Williams.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">93</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_93">93</a></span> “I know how Mrs. Bevens once got into her house when she had locked everything up,” Connie announced suddenly. “She called the fire department!”</p> @@ -2676,7 +2658,7 @@ to meet the firemen.</p> and children began to gather, thinking that the Williams home might be on fire.</p> -<p>The firemen talked to Connie’s mother and then<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">94</a></span> they ran a ladder up to +<p>The firemen talked to Connie’s mother and then<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_94">94</a></span> they ran a ladder up to the second-story windows. However, all of them had been locked.</p> <p>“We’ll have to break a window,” one of the firemen said at last. “That @@ -2705,9 +2687,9 @@ window. I’ll boost you in.”</p> <p>With the fireman helping, it was easy for Veve to wriggle through. Once she thought she would stick fast, but her dress merely had caught. The -fireman<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">95</a></span> loosened it for her, and she squeezed on into the attic.</p> +fireman<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_95">95</a></span> loosened it for her, and she squeezed on into the attic.</p> -<p>“Now scoot <a name="downstairs" id="downstairs"></a><ins title="Original has downstars">downstairs</ins> and open one of the doors or lower +<p>“Now scoot <a id="downstairs"></a><ins title="Original has downstars">downstairs</ins> and open one of the doors or lower floor windows,” the fireman instructed.</p> <p>Veve groped her way past the dusty boxes and barrels in the attic. A @@ -2733,7 +2715,7 @@ the front door closed.</p> <p>“Every single thing,” laughed Mrs. Williams. “At least I think so! But let’s start before anything else goes wrong.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">96</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_96">96</a></span> “Yes, let’s!” chorused the Brownies, piling into the car.</p> <p>With the other two automobiles now far ahead, Mrs. Williams drove @@ -2757,7 +2739,7 @@ woods gave off a fresh, springlike aroma which made them breathe deeply.</p> later as the car rounded another curve. She had caught a fleeting glimpse of a cleared area with a cluster of tents and cabins.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">97</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_97">97</a></span> A moment later the automobile swept through a gateway which bore a sign: “Shady Hollow Girl Scout Camp,” and pulled up at a little office constructed of logs.</p> @@ -2785,7 +2767,7 @@ are the Brownies?”</p> the store. Already it had been set up and staked down. Nearby, crackled a fire over which hung a kettle of steaming food.</p> -<p>“Hi!” shouted Veve, leaping from the car almost<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">98</a></span> before Mrs. Williams +<p>“Hi!” shouted Veve, leaping from the car almost<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_98">98</a></span> before Mrs. Williams brought it to a standstill. “We’re here at last!”</p> <p>“Whatever kept you girls?” demanded Jane, coming to meet her. “We’ve @@ -2813,7 +2795,7 @@ Miss Gordon had brought in from the woodland.</p> the boughs into the ground at a slant, thus making a slight arch.</p> <p>“The needles must point downward or they’ll work through the blanket -and prick you,” she explained.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">99</a></span> “If you take care all the branches are +and prick you,” she explained.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_99">99</a></span> “If you take care all the branches are at the right angle, and that there are no gaps, your bed should be quite springy and comfortable.”</p> @@ -2839,7 +2821,7 @@ crouched over the fire, browning steak in a frying pan.</p> <p>“Why, Veve,” she said in surprise. “How quickly you made your bed.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">100</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_100">100</a></span> “I didn’t make it,” Veve replied, avoiding the troop leader’s direct gaze. “I’m not going to have a balsam bed. I’d rather sleep on the ground.”</p> @@ -2869,7 +2851,7 @@ scout dining room.</p> <p>“Yum! Wonderful food!” declared Veve, presenting her plate for a second helping. “I love camp!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">101</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_101">101</a></span> “Who wouldn’t, if you never do any of the work,” said Jane pointedly.</p> <p>“Speaking of work,” interposed Miss Gordon as she began to clear away @@ -2896,7 +2878,7 @@ eggs and oatmeal in the supply box.”</p> <p>“And what about the fire?” Jane inquired uneasily.</p> -<p>“I’ll start it, and after that you must keep it going.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">102</a></span> I suggest you +<p>“I’ll start it, and after that you must keep it going.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_102">102</a></span> I suggest you gather a good supply of fuel before you go to bed tonight.”</p> <p>Veve, Jane and Eileen were somewhat troubled by their appointment as @@ -2920,7 +2902,7 @@ for packaged breakfast food.”</p> <p>“No! Oatmeal is easy to cook. I’ve watched Mother lots of times. You just measure some in and add water. That’s all there is to it.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">103</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_103">103</a></span> When the girls told Miss Gordon of the menu they had planned, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said: “A little elaborate for a first meal, isn’t it?”</p> @@ -2947,7 +2929,7 @@ at first she did not mind lying on the ground.</p> her side. In a moment it felt paralyzed, so she twisted into another position.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">104</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_104">104</a></span> “Quit squirming,” Jane said in a drowsy voice. “We want to go to sleep.”</p> <p>Veve lay still as long as she could. The ground had begun to feel cold @@ -2974,7 +2956,7 @@ kindled the dying flames. Again she was comfortable for an hour or so. After that, the wood was gone and the night went on and on.</p> <p>Shivering and shaking, Veve wondered if the dawn ever would come. Not -a sound could be heard<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">105</a></span> from the tent where the other girls apparently +a sound could be heard<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_105">105</a></span> from the tent where the other girls apparently were sleeping snugly.</p> <p>When the sun finally broke through the willows, Miss Gordon, arising @@ -3004,7 +2986,7 @@ drying the tent and warming the air.</p> <p>“While breakfast is being prepared the rest of us may as well have a dip in the river,” Miss Gordon suggested. “Last one in is a sissy!”</p> -<p>Clad in bathing suits, the Brownies all dashed off<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">106</a></span> to the beach, +<p>Clad in bathing suits, the Brownies all dashed off<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_106">106</a></span> to the beach, leaving Eileen, Veve and Jane to struggle with the fire.</p> <p>“I can’t keep it going without more wood,” Veve complained, “and you @@ -3033,7 +3015,7 @@ shriveled, blackened strips of meat. “Now what’ll we do?”</p> <p>“Why bother with bacon?” Veve asked. “With eggs and oatmeal we’ll have enough. Here comes Jane with the wood now.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">107</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_107">107</a></span> The girls built up the fire, but for some reason it refused to burn down to coals. Instead, it caused more smoke than flame.</p> @@ -3060,7 +3042,7 @@ will be!”</p> and Jane expected her to cook the breakfast, but instead she sat down nearby with her back to a tree.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">108</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_108">108</a></span> “If first you don’t succeed, try, try again,” she remarked. “We’re all pretty hungry, but I guess we can wait a while longer.”</p> @@ -3085,7 +3067,7 @@ must be purchased at one of the village stores.</p> <p>“I’ll go,” offered Veve. “After all, I used up the extra bacon.”</p> <p>Miss Gordon also named Connie and Rosemary to make the trip, offering -to take the three girls in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">109</a></span> her car some time after lunch. Meanwhile, +to take the three girls in<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_109">109</a></span> her car some time after lunch. Meanwhile, she told the Brownies they might have a free hour in which to write letters or do whatever they liked.</p> @@ -3111,7 +3093,7 @@ list of needed supplies.</p> <p>“We should buy a water bucket also,” she remarked.</p> <p>At Shady Hollow, the four separated, Miss Gordon and Rosemary going to -the grocery store, while<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">110</a></span> Veve and Connie went on to the hardware to +the grocery store, while<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_110">110</a></span> Veve and Connie went on to the hardware to purchase the water pail.</p> <p>Now, directly behind the hardware store ran a railroad siding, but the @@ -3137,7 +3119,7 @@ siding so another train can go by.”</p> <p>Thinking that perhaps they might see Eva Leitsall or Jim Carsdale, the girls cut through a vacant lot to the railroad tracks.</p> -<p>The Pullman cars were far up ahead. However,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">111</a></span> directly in front of them +<p>The Pullman cars were far up ahead. However,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_111">111</a></span> directly in front of them was a gaudily painted box car, the door of which stood slightly ajar.</p> <p>“Wonder what’s inside!” Veve speculated. “I think I’ll see.”</p> @@ -3167,7 +3149,7 @@ golden coach.</p> <p>Now, neither she nor Veve once thought of being carried away by the circus train. So far as they could tell, the engine was not even hooked -on. They<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">112</a></span> knew too, they could jump to the ground any time they liked.</p> +on. They<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_112">112</a></span> knew too, they could jump to the ground any time they liked.</p> <p>Veve scrambled to her feet the better to gaze at the golden coach.</p> @@ -3199,23 +3181,23 @@ reminded her friend.</p> <p>“Oh, all right,” Veve agreed, replacing the whip.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">113</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_113">113</a></span> Now the two girls had been so engrossed in inspecting the beautiful coach, that they had failed to hear footsteps outside in the gravel.</p> <p>Before they could climb out or say a word, the heavy door of the box car was slammed shut. -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">114</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_114">114</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">115</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_115">115</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="ix" id="ix"></a><small>CHAPTER 9</small><br /> +<h2><a id="ix"></a><small>CHAPTER 9</small><br > The Golden Coach</h2> @@ -3242,7 +3224,7 @@ from her feet.</p> <p>“The engine is being hooked on!” she cried. “Oh, Connie, we’ll be carried away with the circus.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">116</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_116">116</a></span> Connie was nearly as terrified as her little friend. Frequently she had remarked that she would like to go away with a circus. Of course, she hadn’t really meant it. And certainly she didn’t wish to be carried @@ -3270,7 +3252,7 @@ had locked the door was far away.</p> <p>“The engineer is letting air out of the brakes. That means the train is about to start.”</p> -<p>Veve was right too. Within a few minutes the car<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">117</a></span> lurched forward and +<p>Veve was right too. Within a few minutes the car<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_117">117</a></span> lurched forward and the couplings between the other cars went, “chunk-chunk, chunk-chunk.” The two girls nearly were thrown to the floor.</p> @@ -3296,7 +3278,7 @@ about them were hazy.</p> <p>“Do you think we ever will get out of here?” Veve asked in a quavering voice. She stared at the canvas bundles and boxes stacked in the car. -They<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">118</a></span> looked as if they might be alive, though she knew they weren’t.</p> +They<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_118">118</a></span> looked as if they might be alive, though she knew they weren’t.</p> <p>“Of course we’ll get out,” replied Connie staunchly.</p> @@ -3320,7 +3302,7 @@ wheels. “Miss Gordon’s told us a thousand times that Brownies THINK before they act. We didn’t at all, Veve.”</p> <p>“It was a mistake to get into the car,” Veve admitted. “But the engine -wasn’t hooked on. How did<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">119</a></span> we know a man would come along and slam the +wasn’t hooked on. How did<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_119">119</a></span> we know a man would come along and slam the door shut?”</p> <p>“That’s where we didn’t think,” Connie sighed. “Oh, dear! Miss Gordon @@ -3347,7 +3329,7 @@ hungry too.</p> <p>“Let’s eat the candy right away,” she proposed to Connie.</p> -<p>“No, we must save it until we’re terribly hungry,”<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">120</a></span> Connie told her. +<p>“No, we must save it until we’re terribly hungry,”<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_120">120</a></span> Connie told her. “We may be in here a long while, and it’s all the food we have.”</p> <p>The train was moving very rapidly, causing the car to sway back @@ -3373,7 +3355,7 @@ it was the lion trying to break out.</p> <p>For a long while, Veve and Connie huddled together, listening. The wild animals had become quieter now.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">121</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_121">121</a></span> “That old lion can’t get us,” Veve said presently. “I’m not afraid of him.” She stood up to stretch her cramped legs.</p> @@ -3404,7 +3386,7 @@ The box car seemed to be very dirty.</p> <p>“Let’s climb back into the golden coach,” Connie suggested. “It will be more comfortable there than sitting on the car floor.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">122</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_122">122</a></span> For a while, the girls amused themselves by playing imaginary games. Connie pretended she was queen of the circus while Veve drove the horses. Tiring of that, they tried Wild West. The girls took turns @@ -3432,7 +3414,7 @@ might have had at camp, and felt like crying.</p> <p>“Do you suppose Miss Gordon has missed us yet?” she asked.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">123</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_123">123</a></span> “Of course she has, Veve. She must have known something happened to us soon after we failed to meet her at the car.”</p> @@ -3462,7 +3444,7 @@ Too discouraged to play games, they merely rode in silence.</p> <p>“The engineer is putting on the brakes!” cried Veve. “We’re slowing down!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">124</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_124">124</a></span> With Connie close beside her, she scrambled from the coach and ran to the car door. Pressing their faces close to the cracks, they tried to see out.</p> @@ -3488,7 +3470,7 @@ discouraged voice. “It wasn’t a regular station.”</p> <p>Connie didn’t try to answer. She really was worried. But she kept telling herself the circus couldn’t have a show without using the -golden coach. When<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">125</a></span> that time came, it would be unloaded and they +golden coach. When<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_125">125</a></span> that time came, it would be unloaded and they surely would be found.</p> <p>Seeking a comfortable place to sit, the girls climbed back into the @@ -3518,17 +3500,17 @@ much awake.</p> <p>“We’re not runaways,” Veve said quickly. “Someone locked us up in this old car by mistake. And we want to get out right away!” -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">126</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_126">126</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">127</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_127">127</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="x" id="x"></a><small>CHAPTER 10</small><br /> +<h2><a id="x"></a><small>CHAPTER 10</small><br > Rescue</h2> @@ -3551,7 +3533,7 @@ limbs were so cramped they barely could stand on their feet at first.</p> <p>“How long have you youngsters been in this car?” he asked in a more friendly voice.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">128</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_128">128</a></span> “We don’t know,” Veve answered between sobs. “Ever since the circus train left Shady Hollow.”</p> @@ -3582,7 +3564,7 @@ circus man promised. “Hungry?”</p> <p>“Practically starved,” said Connie.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">129</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_129">129</a></span> By this time, the man who had been called “Bill” came to the doorway of the car. He reached up his arms and the other workman handed the two girls down to him.</p> @@ -3611,7 +3593,7 @@ Everyone seemed quite friendly.</p> <p>Suddenly, in the group, Connie caught sight of Mr. Carsdale. The animal trainer saw her at the same instant.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">130</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_130">130</a></span> “Hello!” he exclaimed. “How did <em>you</em> get here?”</p> <p>Once again Connie related how she and Veve had been locked inside the @@ -3642,7 +3624,7 @@ get some chocolate bars to tide you over.”</p> bought four chocolate bars, giving them each a couple. At the fountain, Veve and Connie drank all the water they wanted.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">131</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_131">131</a></span> “Now we’ll hop a truck and ride to the circus grounds,” declared Mr. Carsdale. “The lot isn’t far from here.”</p> @@ -3668,7 +3650,7 @@ burning.</p> about everything. “Is it so the drivers can see better?”</p> <p>“Oh, no,” laughed Mr. Carsdale. “We ‘torch the road’ so the truckmen -will know how to reach the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">132</a></span> lot. When the torch is on the left-hand +will know how to reach the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_132">132</a></span> lot. When the torch is on the left-hand side of the curb, it means we are to turn left.”</p> <p>“And a torch at the right-hand side means turn to the right?” asked @@ -3696,7 +3678,7 @@ hungry myself.”</p> the cook tent, Connie and Veve sniffed the air. They thought they never had smelled anything so utterly delicious.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">133</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_133">133</a></span> At the entrance of the tent a man stood taking tickets.</p> <p>“Do we have to pay to get in?” asked Veve in surprise.</p> @@ -3723,7 +3705,7 @@ it. However, Veve and Connie saw so many interesting persons that after the first few minutes they nearly forgot to eat.</p> <p>Across the table from Veve sat the Thin Man from the side show. Next -to him were several little people<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">134</a></span> no taller than Connie or Veve. +to him were several little people<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_134">134</a></span> no taller than Connie or Veve. Although adults, they never would grow any larger, and were known as Lilliputians.</p> @@ -3738,7 +3720,7 @@ that way because they’re freaks of nature.”</p> <p>Veve and Connie were only half through breakfast when Eva Leitsall sauntered into the tent. The little circus girl stopped short on seeing -them at the table. She <a name="certainly1" id="certainly1"></a><ins title="Original has certanly">certainly</ins> never had expected to meet +them at the table. She <a id="certainly1"></a><ins title="Original has certanly">certainly</ins> never had expected to meet Veve and Connie again.</p> <p>“Come over here, Eva!” called Mr. Carsdale.</p> @@ -3750,7 +3732,7 @@ sleepy.</p> <p>“Have you joined the circus?” she asked Connie and Veve.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">135</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_135">135</a></span> “Sure, they both have,” laughed Mr. Carsdale, who had decided to have a little fun. “At least for a while.”</p> @@ -3778,7 +3760,7 @@ Carsdale went on.</p> rider.”</p> <p>“I guess it wouldn’t seem so wonderful if you had to be in two shows -every day,” retorted Eva. “I have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">136</a></span> to work all the time. My parents +every day,” retorted Eva. “I have<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_136">136</a></span> to work all the time. My parents make me practice that silly old somersault over and over.”</p> <p>“That’s so you will be sure of it and never fall and injure yourself,” @@ -3806,7 +3788,7 @@ breakfast.”</p> <p>Presently Mr. Carsdale went away, leaving the three girls together.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">137</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_137">137</a></span> “Are you really joining the circus?” Eva asked when the animal trainer was out of hearing.</p> @@ -3838,7 +3820,7 @@ pies.”</p> vegetables. Connie and Veve saw oranges, grapefruit, apples and even strawberries.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">138</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_138">138</a></span> Next, the little circus girl led her companions to the butcher shop. Entire quarters of beeves were lying on long wooden tables. Men in white aprons chopped off huge steaks and tossed them into cooking pans.</p> @@ -3865,7 +3847,7 @@ better than we are.”</p> <p>Whey they dropped Sniff on the canvas, he leaped into the air and turned several somersaults backwards.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">139</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_139">139</a></span> “Are you in an act together?” Connie asked, greatly impressed.</p> <p>“Not yet,” one of the boys answered. “We’re not good enough.”</p> @@ -3895,7 +3877,7 @@ come and go.”</p> <p>“I wish we could have a club,” replied Eva in a serious tone. “But no! All we do is work, work, work.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">140</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_140">140</a></span> Now that Veve and Connie were getting fairly well acquainted with the little circus girl they liked her much better than they had at first. She did not act as know-it-all as she had at Rosedale.</p> @@ -3926,7 +3908,7 @@ with her trunk. That makes them come to time right away.”</p> <p>The little circus girl told the pair more about the ways and habits of elephants.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">141</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_141">141</a></span> “Don’t get too near Old Sal,” she warned Veve. “She might take that blue hair ribbon when you’re not looking.”</p> @@ -3955,7 +3937,7 @@ of them.”</p> she had taken part in the big elephant drive.</p> <p>“Oh, no, but I’d like to! I’ve heard the circus men talk about it lots -of times. To trap a herd of elephants,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">142</a></span> the hunters first mark out +of times. To trap a herd of elephants,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_142">142</a></span> the hunters first mark out a huge circle in the jungle and set up log posts all around. That’s called the <em>kraal</em>.”</p> @@ -3982,7 +3964,7 @@ fires, so the elephants won’t try to get out the way they came in.”</p> much bigger job to catch an elephant.”</p> <p>“I guess it would be if you were doing it,” Eva replied. “Sometimes -the elephants get so angry at being<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">143</a></span> trapped that they tear down the +the elephants get so angry at being<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_143">143</a></span> trapped that they tear down the <em>kraal</em>. But if it has been strongly built, they can’t get away. After a while, the elephants quiet down and behave themselves. Then the men ride in on tame elephants and pick out the elephant they want.”</p> @@ -4007,7 +3989,7 @@ read the name in an animal book but did not understand its meaning.</p> <p>“Oh, sure,” the circus girl replied, eager to impart information. “Every elephant herd has a natural leader. Usually it’s the bull that -is the best fighter.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">144</a></span> But sometimes another elephant will try to become +is the best fighter.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_144">144</a></span> But sometimes another elephant will try to become the leader. Then he fights him. The winner becomes the herd leader, and the loser usually goes off, turning bad.”</p> @@ -4035,7 +4017,7 @@ tired.”</p> <p>“We’re dead,” admitted Connie.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">145</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_145">145</a></span> She felt very grateful to the little circus girl for showing so much interest in helping them. Eva really was very nice.</p> @@ -4066,7 +4048,7 @@ pickpockets usually follow the circus from one town to another.”</p> <p>“That’s so, they do,” agreed Eva. “That man might be in the crowd at the show tomorrow.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">146</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_146">146</a></span> “I intend to watch for him if we’re still here,” announced Connie. “If Miss Gordon should recover her wrist watch, she might be glad we were carried away on the circus train!”</p> @@ -4078,11 +4060,11 @@ see that old pickpocket, we’ll make Clem Gregg arrest him.”</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">147</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_147">147</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="xi" id="xi"></a><small>CHAPTER 11</small><br /> +<h2><a id="xi"></a><small>CHAPTER 11</small><br > Feeding the Animals</h2> @@ -4103,7 +4085,7 @@ exploring the circus lot.</p> <p>“What time is it?” asked Veve, stepping outside of the tent. The bright morning sunlight made her blink like an owl.</p> -<p>“Seven o’clock,” laughed Eva. “If you want to see<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">148</a></span> the animals fed, +<p>“Seven o’clock,” laughed Eva. “If you want to see<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_148">148</a></span> the animals fed, we’ll have to move right along. And the afternoon circus performance is at one-thirty. Worse luck!”</p> @@ -4136,7 +4118,7 @@ Veve asked.</p> cream.”</p> <p>Connie and Veve both liked school even though sometimes they pretended -they didn’t. But the part<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">149</a></span> they enjoyed best was playing with other +they didn’t. But the part<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_149">149</a></span> they enjoyed best was playing with other boys and girls at recess. And if they occasionally missed having perfect lessons, no one made them go without candy or ice cream.</p> @@ -4165,7 +4147,7 @@ somersault. Once I fell—”</p> <p>“I just wouldn’t do it,” announced Veve firmly.</p> -<p>“Oh, yes you would,” corrected the circus child.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">150</a></span> “My mother and father +<p>“Oh, yes you would,” corrected the circus child.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_150">150</a></span> “My mother and father tell me that unless I practice every day and keep doing it, I’ll never be a really great performer.”</p> @@ -4192,7 +4174,7 @@ giraffe ever have a sore throat, Mister?”</p> <p>“He never told me about it if he had one,” laughed the attendant. “But then, a giraffe can’t make a single sound, you know.”</p> -<p>“Not even a tiny one?” Veve questioned. All she<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">151</a></span> ever had known about a +<p>“Not even a tiny one?” Veve questioned. All she<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_151">151</a></span> ever had known about a giraffe was that it had a long neck.</p> <p>“Not a squeak,” replied the attendant. “Sometimes a giraffe will cry, @@ -4220,7 +4202,7 @@ roar. Buster’s voice is real deep.”</p> <p>“Let’s go to see him,” Veve proposed.</p> -<p>The three girls drew near the lion cages. An attendant<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">152</a></span> had removed +<p>The three girls drew near the lion cages. An attendant<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_152">152</a></span> had removed nearly all of the canvas cage covers.</p> <p>Buster, a sleek old animal with a mane, kept pacing up and down. Now @@ -4249,7 +4231,7 @@ the lion.</p> <p>“I can’t show you anything more,” said Eva regretfully. “It’s time for me to practice my riding act. See you later.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">153</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_153">153</a></span> Left to themselves, Connie and Veve wandered slowly about, watching the men feed the other animals. As they were staring at the camels, they heard footsteps directly behind them.</p> @@ -4281,7 +4263,7 @@ like to come along?”</p> <p>“Oh, yes, let’s!” cried Veve.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">154</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_154">154</a></span> Mr. Gregg said they would walk to the station which was only three blocks away.</p> @@ -4311,7 +4293,7 @@ with the long-legged detective.</p> berth because he knows I’m looking for him.”</p> <p>Mr. Gregg and the girls reached the station only a minute before the -train came in. The detective<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">155</a></span> attentively watched passengers alight +train came in. The detective<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_155">155</a></span> attentively watched passengers alight from the coaches.</p> <p>“Ah, there’s someone I know!” he exclaimed.</p> @@ -4332,17 +4314,17 @@ small suitcase in his hand.</p> <p>“Oh, Veve!” she whispered excitedly. “See that man sneaking away from the train! Doesn’t he look almost like Pickpocket Joe?” -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">156</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_156">156</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">157</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_157">157</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="xii" id="xii"></a><small>CHAPTER 12</small><br /> +<h2><a id="xii"></a><small>CHAPTER 12</small><br > Pickpocket Joe</h2> @@ -4366,7 +4348,7 @@ Joe, Veve.”</p> the train to make sure that the other pickpocket did not alight from the coach again.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">158</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_158">158</a></span> “Oh, Mr. Gregg!” Connie cried excitedly. “He’s here!”</p> <p>“Who is here?” inquired the detective.</p> @@ -4397,7 +4379,7 @@ station. He asked the agent if there were any telegrams for him.</p> <p>“Three,” replied the man. He gave the detective the yellow envelopes.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">159</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_159">159</a></span> Pressing closer, Connie and Veve waited anxiously as the detective ripped open the first message.</p> @@ -4429,7 +4411,7 @@ with Mrs. Williams and should arrive sometime this afternoon.”</p> <p>“Mrs. Williams!” laughed Connie. “Why, that’s my mother!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">160</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_160">160</a></span> “I wonder if the Brownies are coming?” speculated Veve. “It would be nice if they all get to see the circus tonight.”</p> @@ -4455,7 +4437,7 @@ would be secure should a hard wind blow up. By this time the girls knew that the mammoth canvas was familiarly known to the circus folk as “the old rag.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">161</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_161">161</a></span> In fact, they had noticed that circus people seemed to have a different name for almost everything. The stand where pop was sold was spoken of as “the juice joint,” and the hamburger sandwich stand, “the grease @@ -4485,7 +4467,7 @@ the thought.</p> <p>“Can you play the piano?”</p> -<p>“I know ‘The Buttercup,’” Connie admitted,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">162</a></span> after thinking a moment. +<p>“I know ‘The Buttercup,’” Connie admitted,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_162">162</a></span> after thinking a moment. “And I can play part of ‘The Merry Sleigh Ride.’”</p> <p>“Then sit right down here,” the man urged, making room for her at the @@ -4497,7 +4479,7 @@ courage, she began to play the first measure of “The Merry Sleigh Ride.”</p> <p>The keys played almost like those of her piano at home. However, as she touched them, a terrific blast of sound shook the wagon.</p> -<p>With a startled <a name="exclamation" id="exclamation"></a><ins title="Original has exclaimation">exclamation</ins>, Connie jerked her fingers +<p>With a startled <a id="exclamation"></a><ins title="Original has exclaimation">exclamation</ins>, Connie jerked her fingers away from the keyboard.</p> <p>“You’d get used to it if you played a calliope all day,” the operator @@ -4513,7 +4495,7 @@ play “There Will be a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight.”</p> <p>“Oh, we like it very much,” Connie said politely after he had stopped playing so she could make herself heard. “It’s just a little bit loud.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">163</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_163">163</a></span> “Well, it should be,” Pat chuckled. “This horse piano is a special-built job and can be heard for nearly six miles on a quiet day.”</p> @@ -4544,7 +4526,7 @@ little friend when she was practicing for the circus.</p> front row of bleacher seats.</p> <p>Eva was so busy she did not see them at first. She was riding a large -white horse around and around<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">164</a></span> the sawdust ring. Close by stood the +white horse around and around<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_164">164</a></span> the sawdust ring. Close by stood the little girl’s parents, who were watching her work quite critically.</p> <p>“Now the somersault, Eva!” called her father.</p> @@ -4571,7 +4553,7 @@ the broad back of the second horse.</p> <p>“Well done, Eva!” praised her father.</p> -<p>Then to the surprise of Connie and Veve, he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">165</a></span> made the little girl do +<p>Then to the surprise of Connie and Veve, he<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_165">165</a></span> made the little girl do the somersault several times more. Once Eva slipped and would have fallen had not her father caught and held her.</p> @@ -4599,7 +4581,7 @@ horse into the ring. They were trying to train it for their act. For a long while they merely kept the horse trotting around the circle at an even pace.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">166</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_166">166</a></span> “A rosinback must be trained so he’ll never miss a single step,” explained Eva to her friends.</p> @@ -4629,7 +4611,7 @@ step.”</p> <p>Eva found several old tin cans. She offered Veve two of them.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">167</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_167">167</a></span> “What are these for?” Veve asked.</p> <p>“Bang them together and they’ll make a lot of noise,” laughed Eva. @@ -4657,7 +4639,7 @@ once more.</p> <p>“Well done, old boy,” the trainer said to the horse. “Here is your reward.” He took two lumps of sugar from his pocket.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">168</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_168">168</a></span> After Eva had tried her somersault again, her father told her she need not practice any more. The little girl started gaily away with Connie and Veve.</p> @@ -4684,7 +4666,7 @@ announced Veve. “It’s much more fun just to come and visit.”</p> Rosedale and going to camp with the Brownies is much better.”</p> <p>At a loss for a way to spend their time, the two girls wandered about -the circus lot. They watched<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">169</a></span> the trained seals and talked to several +the circus lot. They watched<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_169">169</a></span> the trained seals and talked to several of the clowns. Then before long it was luncheon time.</p> <p>Eva sat beside the girls in the cook tent, but she did not eat very @@ -4715,7 +4697,7 @@ fear. You never will become a great rider.”</p> deal. “I wish I could leave this old circus! Then I could do exactly as I please.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">170</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_170">170</a></span> Connie and Veve were astonished to hear the little girl’s remark. And Veve recalled she once had said almost the same thing. She had wished to join the circus so that she could enjoy an easy life.</p> @@ -4743,7 +4725,7 @@ Gordon and Mrs. Williams arrive here, I’ll talk to them about taking you to Rosedale. No doubt they could find a nice place for you to board and room.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">171</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_171">171</a></span> “We should like to have you, Eva,” declared Connie politely.</p> <p>“You could join our Brownie troop,” added Veve. “Of course we have @@ -4759,17 +4741,17 @@ part.”</p> <p>“I don’t know,” she said soberly. “I will think about it hard today and let you know later. After all, perhaps I would rather stay in the circus.” -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">172</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_172">172</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">173</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_173">173</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="xiii" id="xiii"></a><small>CHAPTER 13</small><br /> +<h2><a id="xiii"></a><small>CHAPTER 13</small><br > The Silver Whistle</h2> @@ -4790,7 +4772,7 @@ somewhere in the crowd.”</p> <p>The two Brownies did not see anyone who resembled the man in the least. Before entering the big tent to watch the afternoon show, they talked -again<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">174</a></span> to Clem Gregg. He told them he had not seen Pickpocket Joe +again<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_174">174</a></span> to Clem Gregg. He told them he had not seen Pickpocket Joe either.</p> <p>When it was time for the circus to start, Connie and Veve found seats @@ -4817,7 +4799,7 @@ on the back of the other horse.</p> <p>“That’s the best somersault she’s done yet!” cried Veve, clapping hard.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">175</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_175">175</a></span> Eva seemed rather proud of herself too. She was smiling from ear to ear as she rode out of the ring. And she blew kisses to Veve and Connie.</p> @@ -4845,7 +4827,7 @@ circus,” chuckled her father who stood nearby.</p> <p>“Who is leaving the circus?” demanded Eva. “I have decided to stay right with it. Why, that turn was almost fun!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">176</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_176">176</a></span> The circus girl was in high good humor. Many of the performers came to praise her, telling her they were proud because she had practiced so hard and conquered her fear. Even the man with the silver whistle @@ -4878,7 +4860,7 @@ quick.”</p> <p>The circus man handed her the whistle and she blew two quick blasts.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">177</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_177">177</a></span> “That’s the way, little lady,” said the starter. “It’s not hard at all.”</p> <p>“But what if we should blow at the wrong time?” questioned Connie @@ -4904,7 +4886,7 @@ sleek-backed horses which were picketed back of the main top.</p> <p>As shadows began to enfold the circus lot, the two girls became very uneasy. If Mrs. Williams, Miss Gordon, and the Brownies failed to -arrive, they<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">178</a></span> knew they would have no other course but to travel on to +arrive, they<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_178">178</a></span> knew they would have no other course but to travel on to the next town.</p> <p>“I don’t think they’re coming,” Veve declared in a discouraged voice.</p> @@ -4934,7 +4916,7 @@ be in the show tonight!”</p> <p>“Just you wait and see,” laughed Veve. “Connie and I are going to have one of the most important parts in the show!”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">179</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_179">179</a></span> For the next hour, everyone tried to talk at once. Veve and Connie told the Brownies about their exciting experiences with the circus, while the Brownies in turn related many interesting camp incidents.</p> @@ -4959,7 +4941,7 @@ but the man there had no idea where you had gone.”</p> Scouts helped. However, it wasn’t until late in the day that the water bucket was found along the railroad tracks.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">180</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_180">180</a></span> “The one we bought at the store,” supplied Connie.</p> <p>“When we found that water bucket, you might know we were more worried @@ -4983,7 +4965,7 @@ arrived from the circus people, telling us you had been found.”</p> <p>“I already was at Shady Hollow with my car,” Mrs. Williams completed the account. “So it seemed advisable to start here at once. The trip -was rather<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">181</a></span> hard on everyone. We must return early in the morning.”</p> +was rather<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_181">181</a></span> hard on everyone. We must return early in the morning.”</p> <p>After hearing the story, Connie and Veve knew that the Brownies could not have had too pleasant a time during the past few days.</p> @@ -5008,7 +4990,7 @@ performance. But, as was to be expected, they were a trifle envious.</p> <p>“I know!” she exclaimed as an idea popped into her mind. “How would you <em>all</em> like to be in the show?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">182</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_182">182</a></span> “How could we?” Rosemary asked doubtfully. “We couldn’t very well take turns blowing the silver whistle.”</p> @@ -5038,7 +5020,7 @@ the circus lot to meet the Brownie Scouts. At first they were a trifle shy, but soon everyone was chattering as if they had known each other for years.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">183</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_183">183</a></span> Without intending to make the circus children envious, the Brownies told them about the wonderful camp at Shady Hollow and of the good times their organization had in Rosedale.</p> @@ -5067,7 +5049,7 @@ take on any added duties. Then suddenly she had an idea.</p> <p>“Miss Whitlock might do it!” she cried. “She helps write publicity for the circus and is a nice college girl.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">184</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_184">184</a></span> “Shall we talk to her?” Miss Gordon proposed. “Miss Whitlock may be just the person to organize the troop.”</p> @@ -5095,7 +5077,7 @@ a long time to be a Brownie.”</p> <p>Miss Gordon gazed from one expectant face to another. All the girls were waiting hopefully for her answer.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">185</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_185">185</a></span> “Yes, Eva,” she agreed. “If matters can be arranged we’ll have the investiture immediately after the show.”</p> @@ -5103,17 +5085,17 @@ investiture immediately after the show.”</p> <p>With a shout of pleasure, she darted off to find the wardrobe man and tell everyone the exciting news. -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">186</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_186">186</a></span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">187</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_187">187</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="xiv" id="xiv"></a><small>CHAPTER 14</small><br /> +<h2><a id="xiv"></a><small>CHAPTER 14</small><br > Miss Gordon’s Watch</h2> @@ -5133,7 +5115,7 @@ hour together, discussing the investiture ceremony.</p> circus, flew everywhere, issuing instructions. She was not satisfied until she knew every detail had been arranged for the initiation.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">188</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_188">188</a></span> “Will you do your somersault tonight?” Veve asked her as the time approached for the evening performance to start.</p> @@ -5162,7 +5144,7 @@ for their act. The starter of the circus told them where they were to stand. They were instructed to remain out of view near the band players until time for them to blow the silver whistle.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">189</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_189">189</a></span> “I’ll let Connie start Eva’s riding act,” the man said. “And Veve may end it.”</p> @@ -5195,7 +5177,7 @@ flag.</p> it began:</p> <div class="poetry-container"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">190</a></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_190">190</a></span> <div class="poem"> <div class="verse"> <div class="line">“We’re the Brownies, here’s our aim—</div> @@ -5226,7 +5208,7 @@ teeth chattering.</p> <p>Connie and Veve followed him to the edge of the center ring. The stands were so filled with people they scarcely could see a vacant seat. High -in the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">191</a></span> tent, trapeze performers whirled back and forth on their swings.</p> +in the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_191">191</a></span> tent, trapeze performers whirled back and forth on their swings.</p> <p>The man thrust the silver whistle into Connie’s hand.</p> @@ -5253,7 +5235,7 @@ to Veve, he gave the command:</p> girls. “That will be all.”</p> <p>Connie and Veve moved toward the exit, trying not to walk in front of -spectators. They both felt<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">192</a></span> very proud and relieved, for they had blown +spectators. They both felt<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_192">192</a></span> very proud and relieved, for they had blown the silver whistle at exactly the right moment.</p> <p>Suddenly Connie paused, staring at a man in the audience.</p> @@ -5283,7 +5265,7 @@ Mr. Gregg might be annoyed at us for bothering him.”</p> <p>“Then let’s sneak out into the audience and get behind him,” suggested Veve. “Perhaps we can see him better then.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">193</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_193">193</a></span> “All right,” agreed Connie. “Don’t look at him when we walk past.”</p> <p>The girls found vacant seats almost directly behind the man. Connie @@ -5311,7 +5293,7 @@ again. “Now what shall we do?”</p> <p>“The circus is nearly over,” whispered Connie. “He might start to leave before we could find Mr. Gregg and get back here.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">194</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_194">194</a></span> “Then let’s just keep watch. If we could catch him taking a pocketbook, we’d have proof he’s a pickpocket.”</p> @@ -5340,7 +5322,7 @@ Connie had to wriggle and push to keep up with him.</p> <p>The pickpocket was walking toward the exit. He did not appear to notice that he was being followed.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">195</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_195">195</a></span> After a while, Connie saw him press quite close to a fat, bald-headed man.</p> @@ -5369,7 +5351,7 @@ overtaken him, for he was too large to get through the crowd easily.</p> <p>Connie also darted after the pickpocket, calling for help.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">196</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_196">196</a></span> Now, unknown to her, assistance was close at hand. Veve, unable to find Clem Gregg, had gathered the Brownies together. Even at this moment, Miss Gordon, Mrs. Williams and the girls were coming directly toward @@ -5399,7 +5381,7 @@ Gregg.</p> <p>“Not so fast, Joe,” said the detective, seizing his arm and holding it in a tight grip. “I’ve been looking for you.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">197</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_197">197</a></span> “Let me go!” the man demanded angrily. “I’ve not done anything.”</p> <p>“Yes, he has,” accused the fat man. “He took my billfold.”</p> @@ -5427,7 +5409,7 @@ police, the man might bring a charge of false arrest.</p> thinning crowd. Carefully they searched the sawdust for the missing billfold and watch.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">198</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_198">198</a></span> The girls still were searching unsuccessfully when Connie heard a lady directly behind her exclaim:</p> @@ -5457,11 +5439,11 @@ exclaimed. “It belongs to Miss Gordon!”</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">199</a></span> +<hr class="divider" > +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_199">199</a></span> </div> -<h2><a name="xv" id="xv"></a><small>CHAPTER 15</small><br /> +<h2><a id="xv"></a><small>CHAPTER 15</small><br > The Traveling Brownies</h2> @@ -5480,13 +5462,13 @@ money. None of it was missing.</p> <p>“Miss Gordon, isn’t this your lost wrist watch?” Connie asked the teacher, showing her the other recovered article.</p> -<p>“Why, it <a name="certainly2" id="certainly2"></a><ins title="Original has certanly">certainly</ins> is!” cried the amazed Miss Gordon. “See, +<p>“Why, it <a id="certainly2"></a><ins title="Original has certanly">certainly</ins> is!” cried the amazed Miss Gordon. “See, my initials are on the case!”</p> <p>“How about the Brownie camp money?” Jane interposed hopefully. “Is it here too?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">200</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_200">200</a></span> The Brownies and Mr. Gregg searched carefully under the seat where the lady had found the two watches. Miss Gordon’s billfold was not to be found.</p> @@ -5516,7 +5498,7 @@ to admit he had taken Miss Gordon’s billfold as well as her watch. However, the man stubbornly refused to answer questions.</p> <p>“Oh, well,” the detective said with a shrug, “it doesn’t matter one way -or the other. Now that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">201</a></span> we’ve recovered and identified the watches, we +or the other. Now that<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_201">201</a></span> we’ve recovered and identified the watches, we have a case against you. Come along to jail.”</p> <p>As Mr. Gregg started to lead the pickpocket away, he thought of an @@ -5546,7 +5528,7 @@ she brought help just when we needed it.”</p> <p>“All the Brownies were responsible for capturing Pickpocket Joe,” Veve insisted. “It wasn’t any one person.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">202</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_202">202</a></span> “Yes, his capture was a cooperative affair,” admitted the detective. “As nice an exhibition of team-work as I ever hope to see. All the same, I can’t give the reward to seven girls. How about splitting it @@ -5577,7 +5559,7 @@ to wear to meetings.”</p> <p>“Splendid!” approved Miss Gordon. “I couldn’t think of a better use for the money.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">203</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_203">203</a></span> “I still have lots of it left,” laughed Veve. “It was mostly my fault that Connie and I were carried away on the circus train. So I want to make up for it by paying for the camping trip.”</p> @@ -5604,7 +5586,7 @@ Veve quickly.</p> Veve and Connie to repay the amount that had been lost, but only on one condition.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">204</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_204">204</a></span> “And what is the condition?” inquired Connie.</p> <p>“That some of the money be used to provide a few days extra camping @@ -5632,7 +5614,7 @@ were five circus children, ranging in age from seven to ten years.</p> should be ready by now.”</p> <p>As the Brownies and the circus girls walked to the nearby dressing -tent, Connie and Veve related<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">205</a></span> the manner in which Pickpocket Joe had +tent, Connie and Veve related<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_205">205</a></span> the manner in which Pickpocket Joe had been captured. Eva was greatly impressed by the story.</p> <p>“Brownies certainly know how to work together,” she declared. “I’m more @@ -5659,7 +5641,7 @@ darkened tent.</p> <p>“Then enter the fairy wood,” directed the voice.</p> -<p>Scarcely knowing what to expect, the circus girls<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">206</a></span> tiptoed into the +<p>Scarcely knowing what to expect, the circus girls<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_206">206</a></span> tiptoed into the tent. In the glare of the gasoline lamp they beheld a room which had been transformed into a bower of beauty.</p> @@ -5688,7 +5670,7 @@ each circus child so that for a moment her back was to the mirror.</p> <p>On the heads of the circus girls were clapped Brownie Scout caps which the wardrobe mistress had bought that very day in the city.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">207</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_207">207</a></span> Then the five girls were whirled around again so that once more they gazed down into the mirror. This time as they studied their reflections, Brownies appeared to be gazing up at them.</p> @@ -5716,7 +5698,7 @@ send me all your ideas.”</p> <p>“We’ll exchange them,” smiled Miss Gordon. “I’m certain your own troop will think of many ways to be useful.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">208</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_208">208</a></span> All too soon it came time for the Rosedale Brownies to say goodbye to their many circus friends. Eva must board the circus train sleeper at midnight, traveling on to another city. The Brownies, who would spend @@ -5727,7 +5709,7 @@ the next morning.</p> I hate to think that soon your car will be traveling one direction and our circus train another,” she sighed.</p> -<p>“Why not come home with Connie and <a name="me" id="me"></a><ins title="Original has Me">me</ins>?” Veve invited impulsively.</p> +<p>“Why not come home with Connie and <a id="me"></a><ins title="Original has Me">me</ins>?” Veve invited impulsively.</p> <p>“Thank you,” replied Eva politely. “I have thought it over and I would rather stay with the circus. Especially now that we have organized a @@ -5742,7 +5724,7 @@ when it comes to Rosedale.”</p> leave the circus lot, Mr. Carsdale and Clem Gregg came around to shake hands and bid them goodbye.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">209</a></span> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_209">209</a></span> The detective had not forgotten to bring the reward money.</p> <p>With a flourish, he handed Connie and Veve each a check for fifty @@ -5770,7 +5752,7 @@ mother.</p> <p>“Oh, no,” Connie answered honestly. “I would much rather return to Shady Hollow Camp. Besides, don’t you need me?”</p> -<p>“Indeed I do,” declared her mother, giving her a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">210</a></span> squeeze. “Neither +<p>“Indeed I do,” declared her mother, giving her a<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_210">210</a></span> squeeze. “Neither your father nor I could manage to get along without you.”</p> <p>“A circus is interesting to watch,” added Veve thoughtfully, “but for @@ -5795,7 +5777,7 @@ that they wouldn’t be able to wave a last farewell.</p> <p>“We may as well go now,” suggested Miss Gordon.</p> <p>“No, wait!” cried Veve. -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">211</a></span></p> +<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_211">211</a></span></p> <p>Suddenly on the darkened circus train, a single light twinkled in one of the sleepers toward the end of the line. As the Brownies watched, it @@ -5822,7 +5804,7 @@ Then they turned to walk to the waiting automobile.</p> “All the girls in Rosedale will wish they were Brownies when they hear what happened to us!”</p> -<p>“Even after we pay for the camping trip, we’ll<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">212</a></span> have some of our reward +<p>“Even after we pay for the camping trip, we’ll<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_212">212</a></span> have some of our reward money left,” added Connie, linking arms with her friend.</p> <p>Already the circus train had been forgotten. The Brownies, you see, @@ -5832,11 +5814,11 @@ were happy just to be going home.</p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> +<hr class="divider" > </div> <div class="book-container"> <div class="figleft width150"> -<img src="images/circus.png" width="150" height="222" alt="Book cover Brownie Scouts in the Circus" /> +<img src="images/circus.png" alt="Book cover Brownie Scouts in the Circus" style="width: 150px; height: 222px"> </div> <p class="center p150">BROWNIE SCOUT BOOKS</p> @@ -5859,7 +5841,7 @@ etc. Ideal books for girls from 7 to 10.</p> <div class="figright width150"> -<img src="images/penguin.png" width="150" height="219" alt="Book cover Girl Scouts at Penguin Pass" /> +<img src="images/penguin.png" alt="Book cover Girl Scouts at Penguin Pass" style="width: 150px; height: 219px"> </div> <p class="center p150">GIRL SCOUT BOOKS</p> @@ -5881,13 +5863,13 @@ helpful to others at all times. Ideal stories for girls from 10 to 14.</p> <li>2 The Girl Scouts at Singing Sands</li> </ul> -<hr class="short" /> +<hr class="short" > <p class="center">For sale at all book and department stores.</p> -<hr class="short" /> +<hr class="short" > -<p class="center p120 spaced">CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY<br /> +<p class="center p120 spaced">CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY<br > <span class="smcap">200 Fifth <span class="wordspacing">Avenue New</span> York 10, N.Y.</span></p> </div> @@ -5895,34 +5877,34 @@ York 10, N.Y.</span></p> <div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> +<hr class="divider" > </div> <div class="tn"> <p class="center p120">Transcriber’s Note:</p> <ul class="nobullet"> -<li><ul><li>Page 79<br /> -was very even tempered, beban <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 79<br > +was very even tempered, beban <i>changed to</i><br > was very even tempered, <a href="#began">began</a></li></ul></li> -<li><ul><li>Page 95<br /> -scoot downstars and open <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 95<br > +scoot downstars and open <i>changed to</i><br > scoot <a href="#downstairs">downstairs</a> and open</li></ul></li> -<li><ul><li>Page 134<br /> -She certanly never had expected <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 134<br > +She certanly never had expected <i>changed to</i><br > She <a href="#certainly1">certainly</a> never had expected</li></ul></li> -<li><ul><li>Page 162<br /> -With a startled exclaimation <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 162<br > +With a startled exclaimation <i>changed to</i><br > With a startled <a href="#exclamation">exclamation</a></li></ul></li> -<li><ul><li>Page 199<br /> -it certanly is <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 199<br > +it certanly is <i>changed to</i><br > it <a href="#certainly2">certainly</a> is</li></ul></li> -<li><ul><li>Page 208<br /> -come home with Connie and Me <i>changed to</i><br /> +<li><ul><li>Page 208<br > +come home with Connie and Me <i>changed to</i><br > come home with Connie and <a href="#me">me</a></li></ul></li> </ul> </div> diff --git a/51745-h/images/cover.jpg b/51745-h/images/cover.jpg Binary files differindex 7f8b929..9e8e1ea 100644 --- a/51745-h/images/cover.jpg +++ b/51745-h/images/cover.jpg diff --git a/51745-h/images/cover1.jpg b/51745-h/images/cover1.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..7f8b929 --- /dev/null +++ b/51745-h/images/cover1.jpg diff --git a/LICENSE.txt b/LICENSE.txt index 6312041..b5dba15 100644 --- a/LICENSE.txt +++ b/LICENSE.txt @@ -1,4 +1,4 @@ -This eBook, including all associated images, markup, improvements, +This book, including all associated images, markup, improvements, metadata, and any other content or labor, has been confirmed to be in the PUBLIC DOMAIN IN THE UNITED STATES. @@ -7,5 +7,5 @@ the "Copyright How-To" at https://www.gutenberg.org. 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