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

FAIRLY LEAPING THROUGH THE WATER, THE LAUNCH CAME ON THE SCENE. The Camp Fire Girls on Ellen’s Isle. Page 80.
The Camp Fire Girls
On Ellen’s Isle
The Trail of the Seven Cedars
By HILDEGARD G. FREY
AUTHOR OF
“The Camp Fire Girls in the Maine Woods” “The Camp Fire Girls at Onoway House” “The Camp Fire Girls Go Motoring” “The Camp Fire Girls At School” “The Camp Fire Girls’ Larks and Pranks”
A. L. BURT COMPANY
Publishers New York
Copyright, 1917 By A. L. Burt Company
THE CAMP FIRE GIRLS ON ELLEN’S ISLE
It was the hottest day of the hottest week of the hottest June ever recorded in the weather man’s book of statistics. The parched earth had split open everywhere in gaping cracks that intersected and made patterns in the garden like a crazy quilt. The gray-coated leaves hung motionless from the shriveling twigs, limp and discouraged. Horses lifted their seared feet wearily from the sizzling, yielding asphalt; dogs panted by with their tongues hanging out; pedestrians closed their eyes to shut out the merciless glare from the sidewalks. The streets were almost deserted, like those of a southern city during the noon hours, while a wilted population sought the shelter of house or cellar and prayed for rain.