A Day at Camp Killkare; Or, Aunt Jane and the Campfire Girls

by Elsie Duncan Yale

Hope. Did you get my stamps?

Betty. Oh no, I forgot them.

Hope. You said you’d surely remember and you tied a knot in your handkerchief.

Betty. Well it was a forget-me-knot that time.

Ruth. Oh, isn’t this a pity? Lucille can’t come. Her aunt’s going to take her on a motor trip.

Kitty. Motor trip? I should think that would be lovely.

Ruth. Not a motor trip a la Aunt Jane. Aunt Camilla and Uncle Samuel will go along. Lucille and the two aunts will sit squeezed together on the back seat, and the conversation will be exclusively devoted to nervous dyspepsia and sciatica. When Uncle Samuel can get a word in edgewise he will pipe up about the wholesale price of lard and pork.

Hilda. Lovely prospect for Lucille.

Miss Morgan. Girls, I have good news for you. I have a letter from Miss Pickett, Lucille’s Aunt Jane, and she writes that she has decided to surprise Lucille. They will stop here and visit us for a day on their way to join Mr. and Mrs. Brown.