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The Camp Fire Girls is a series of preteen fiction novels written by various authors from 1912 into the 1930s. The series began with The Campfire Girls of Roselawn, or a Strange Message from the Air. This book is also published under the title The Camp Fire Girls on the March: or Bessie King’s Test of Friendship. The story opens early in the morning at a lakeside camp. Oh, what a glorious day! cried Bessie King, the first of the members of the Manasquan Camp Fire Girls of America to emerge from the sleeping house of Camp Sunset, on Lake Dean, and to see the sun sparkling on the water of the lake. She was not long alone in her enjoyment of the scene, however. Oh, it’s lovely! said Dolly Ransom, as, rubbing her eyes sleepily, since it was only a little after six, she joined her friend on the porch. This is really the first time we’ve had a chance to see what the lake looks like. It’s been covered with that dense smoke ever since we’ve been here.
Well, the smoke has nearly all gone, Dolly. The change in the wind not only helped to put out the fire, but it’s driving the smoke away from us.
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The Camp Fire Girls is a series of preteen fiction novels written by various authors from 1912 into the 1930s. The series began with The Campfire Girls of Roselawn, or a Strange Message from the Air. This book is also published under the title The Camp Fire Girls on the March: or Bessie King’s Test of Friendship. The story opens early in the morning at a lakeside camp. Oh, what a glorious day! cried Bessie King, the first of the members of the Manasquan Camp Fire Girls of America to emerge from the sleeping house of Camp Sunset, on Lake Dean, and to see the sun sparkling on the water of the lake. She was not long alone in her enjoyment of the scene, however. Oh, it’s lovely! said Dolly Ransom, as, rubbing her eyes sleepily, since it was only a little after six, she joined her friend on the porch. This is really the first time we’ve had a chance to see what the lake looks like. It’s been covered with that dense smoke ever since we’ve been here.
Well, the smoke has nearly all gone, Dolly. The change in the wind not only helped to put out the fire, but it’s driving the smoke away from us.