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    The Outdoor Girls at Foaming Falls
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    The Outdoor Girls at Foaming Falls

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    PublisherGood Press
    Release dateAug 30, 2021
    ISBN4064066354343
    The Outdoor Girls at Foaming Falls
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    Edward Stratemeyer

    Edward Stratemeyer (1862–1930) was a prolific American writer and publisher, best known as the mastermind behind some of the most popular children's book series of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. As the founder of the Stratemeyer Syndicate, he revolutionized the way children's literature was produced and consumed. Stratemeyer’s innovative approach involved creating story outlines and hiring ghostwriters to rapidly produce affordable, engaging books for young readers. His series included enduring classics like *The Hardy Boys*, *Nancy Drew*, and *Tom Swift*, which captivated generations of children. Stratemeyer was deeply attuned to the changing cultural landscape of his time, marked by industrialization and the rise of mass entertainment. He understood the growing appetite for adventure and mystery among young readers, and he tapped into these desires with fast-paced, suspenseful narratives. His influence on American popular culture was immense, shaping the childhoods of millions and creating a blueprint for the modern juvenile series book. Though often criticized by literary critics for formulaic writing, Stratemeyer's genius lay in his ability to craft stories that resonated with the dreams and imaginations of young readers. His legacy endures as a pioneer of youth literature and mass-market publishing.

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      The Outdoor Girls at Foaming Falls - Edward Stratemeyer

      Edward Stratemeyer

      The Outdoor Girls at Foaming Falls

      Published by Good Press, 2022

      [email protected]

      EAN 4064066354343

      Table of Contents

      CHAPTER I MAD DOG

      CHAPTER II MR. WAGS

      CHAPTER III THE LEASH GOES, TOO

      CHAPTER IV SURPRISE

      CHAPTER V THE PARTY

      CHAPTER VI IRENE’S LOSS

      CHAPTER VII SO MUCH COINCIDENCE

      CHAPTER VIII THE SPEEDING CAR

      CHAPTER IX QUICK WORK

      CHAPTER X IN THE WOODS

      CHAPTER XI A HAIR-RAISING STORY

      CHAPTER XII THE WRONG ROAD

      CHAPTER XIII THE HAUNTED HOUSE

      CHAPTER XIV INVESTIGATING

      CHAPTER XV A TOUCH IN THE DARK

      CHAPTER XVI IRENE’S STORY

      CHAPTER XVII BAYING THE MOON

      CHAPTER XVIII PERIL

      CHAPTER XIX LOST

      CHAPTER XX A GHOSTLY PHENOMENON

      CHAPTER XXI A BONFIRE

      CHAPTER XXII THE STORM

      CHAPTER XXIII LIFE OR DEATH

      CHAPTER XXIV A GREAT DISCOVERY

      CHAPTER XXV THE BRIDE’S BOUQUET

      CHAPTER I

      MAD DOG

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      Mollie Billette was searching impatiently about the pretty grounds of her house. Her mouth was pouted most becomingly and her brow was wrinkled in a prodigious frown that boded no good for Irene Moore, the absent one.

      She is the most aggravating thing! Mollie stamped her foot and was aggrieved that it made no sound on the soft turf. Just as everything is ready she has to go and run away. She ought to be put out of the club—bad child!

      Ah, now, you could never do a thing like that to me, darling, said a laughing, coaxing voice from somewhere over Mollie’s head. You’ve a good heart, despite the fact that it’s well hid!

      Mollie discovered that she was standing beneath one of her mother’s cherished apple trees. She looked up, still wearing her threatening frown, and found among the branches of the tree the smiling and wholly unrepentant face of Irene Moore.

      Come down out of that! she commanded, her frown deepening. What do you think you are—a tree toad?

      Irene made a mournful face.

      Am I as ugly as all that? she complained. I always knew my beauty was nothing to rave over, but a tree toad!

      Don’t be silly. Mollie was smiling in spite of herself, as one frequently did at Irene’s nonsense. Have you given a thought, young lady, to the fact that you are holding up a very important meeting of the Outdoor Girls?

      Am I, now? Irene’s tone was deceitfully penitent. Who would be thinkin’ it? Out of the way, darlin’, while I leap to yon mossy bank.

      Although Mollie could see no mossy bank, she took the precaution to step out of the way, just the same. It was lucky she did, for the next moment Irene landed in a laughing heap on the ground exactly on the spot where Mollie had stood but a moment before.

      The latter tried to frown and succeeded only in giggling joyously.

      Come along, you bad thing, she said, with an arm about the younger girl. Some day you’re going to break your neck, climbing apple trees promiscuously like that.

      Now, you needn’t go insulting me with your long words, Irene retorted. And I’ll have you know I’m not a bit promiscuous. I’m very careful about the apple trees I climb.

      You’re hopeless, declared Mollie, with a shake of her head. I’m afraid, Irene Moore, that you will never see the serious side of life.

      Well, returned Irene, voicing a rare bit of philosophy, what you can’t see never will hurt you. It’s a good thing to be blind to some things, Mollie Billette!

      They had passed around the Billettes’ vine-covered house and invaded the grounds to the rear of it. There was a garden here, bright with early flowers, and there were great old shade trees dotting the bright lawn with splashes of shadow.

      As Mollie and Irene approached they could see the other three Outdoor Girls lazing in characteristic attitudes in the pretty rose arbor at the extreme end of the grounds.

      Amy Blackford was seated cross-legged on the slatted floor of the arbor, making a sweet-scented wreath of spring flowers. Stella Sibley was busy with pencil and paper, sketching Grace Ford who lolled luxuriously in the old porch swing that stood just without the arbor beneath the shade of a wide-spreading tree.

      Surely, the right kind of setting for a meeting of the Outdoor Girls of Deepdale!

      Mollie and Irene paused at the entrance to the pretty spot, drinking in the picture. However, at sight of the two missing members the scene changed abruptly. It became imbued with activity.

      Amy pushed her flower wreath to one side and scrambled to her feet, and even Grace Ford sat up in the swing, looking expectant.

      Hey! How do you expect me to make a good drawing when my model won’t sit still? It was Stella Sibley who made the complaint. Grace grinned at her.

      "Who said anything about a good drawing, old dear?" she drawled.

      Just for that I’m going to exhibit the sketch. Stella pushed her pad over toward the newcomers. Picture of Grace, she announced with deep gravity. Subtitle, Laziness Complete and Unashamed.

      The two girls chuckled as they bent over the sketch. The girl reclining in the swing was undoubtedly Grace, though the posture of repose and the blissful expression on the face were so cleverly accented as to make the whole thing irresistibly funny.

      The chuckle swelled into a gale of laughter and Grace jumped up and snatched the picture from them.

      Let me see that thing! she cried. Then, gazing upon her own slightly cartooned though still graceful and pretty self as drawn by Stella’s skillful pencil, a reluctant smile forced itself to her lips.

      What it takes to do that, you’ve got, she acknowledged, handing the picture back to its author. I declare, no one can even think around here, Stella Sibley, but what you have to put it down on paper!

      If your thoughts are good ones, said Mollie sententiously, you have nothing to fear. At this they all giggled again.

      As a matter of fact, they were all immensely entertained by this talent of Stella’s.

      Stella Sibley and Irene Moore were younger than the other Outdoor Girls, and had only recently been admitted to membership in their club. Stella had been quiet and a little shy at first and not until her formal initiation into the Outdoor Girls’ Club had she given her new friends any intimation of her unusual skill with the pencil.

      Now Mollie assumed a serious expression—with difficulty—and called the meeting to order.

      We’ve wasted time enough, she announced. If we are ever going to select a new leader to take our Little Captain’s place we had better do it right away.

      There was a brief pause while the four girls looked at Mollie and the expression of their merry faces sobered almost to sadness.

      We can’t do that, really, Mollie. It was Amy Blackford who put the general thought into words. We never could find any one to take Betty’s place.

      Don’t you suppose I know that? Mollie spoke sharply because of the treacherous tears that were gathering in her eyes.

      She glanced away for a moment and when she spoke again her voice was serious—almost solemn.

      Betty has been the leader of the Outdoor Girls for so long that it seems, now she is married——

      And gone forever! came mournfully from Grace.

      And gone forever! agreed Mollie, with a faint smile. It really seems as though nothing could be the same again.

      But of course we can have Betty with us sometimes——

      When Allen lets us, again from Grace.

      So that it isn’t like losing her altogether, Amy finished.

      Of course. Mollie threw Amy a grateful glance. And since our Outdoor Girls’ Club is still very much alive, having even, with a glance at Stella and Irene, recently added unto itself two new members, I think you will all agree that we need some sort of leadership.

      Grace sat up suddenly in the swing and leaned toward Mollie. She looked very eager and unusually in earnest.

      What’s the use of beating around the bush, Mollie? she asked abruptly. We all know who is the logical one to step into Betty’s shoes. You were always second in command under the Little Captain and now we want you to be first. Isn’t that so, girls?

      The others replied enthusiastically in the affirmative.

      As she looked about at them something caught in Mollie’s throat and it was a moment or two before she could say anything at all.

      I’m ever so much obliged to you all, she said at last. But, of course, I can’t ever take Betty’s place— She sat down, suddenly overtaken by that choking feeling in her throat and, to use her own disgusted phrase, proceeded to make a complete baby of herself.

      It was all over in a moment, being, at most, an April shower, and the girls fell to discussing the next important subject of the meeting. This was the imminence of Betty’s birthday and the all-important problem of a suitable gift for her.

      Wouldn’t it be nice to give her a surprise party? Irene suggested. We could say nothing to any one about it and make it a complete surprise.

      The girls were in the act of unanimously acclaiming this suggestion when their attention was diverted in a sudden and alarming manner.

      From somewhere close by came a series of short, sharp barks and the next moment a yellow streak burst through the shrubbery surrounding the arbor.

      Somebody yelled, Mad dog! and five Outdoor Girls darted for cover.

      CHAPTER II

      MR. WAGS

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      Down, Hesper! Down, you bad dog! Irene shrieked. What do you mean, coming out this way without leave? Down, I say!

      The other Outdoor Girls from vantage points of comparative safety watched the scene with amazement.

      It’s Irene’s collie, Hesper, said Mollie.

      And if he’s mad, so am I, added Irene as she fondled the great golden head of her pet. Come on out, girls. Hesper’s as safe as a maiden aunt!

      They giggled and came forth. Hesper greeted them all with a friendly, though dignified, wave of his brush.

      What I want to know is how he got loose, said Stella.

      That’s bothering me, too, Irene admitted. We never let him out unless he’s with one of the family. Aren’t you the bad dog! She turned on him with a ferocious scowl. The collie whimpered and gazed so wistfully at his mistress that Irene relented and tapped him on the nose.

      Don’t look like that, she entreated. It makes me sad.

      I have an idea. It came to me just like that! Stella, who had been making a rough sketch of Hesper, looked up, her pencil poised.

      The girls stared.

      About a present for Betty, she explained. We were talking of that, you know, when Hesper so rudely interrupted us.

      If you have an idea, drawled Grace, let’s have it.

      Why not get her a dog as a present from us all?

      The girls were silent for a moment, thinking this over.

      I don’t see why we couldn’t, said Mollie thoughtfully. Just the other day Betty said something about wanting a dog.

      A good watch dog—she said once she wanted one—one that will guard all her wedding presents, giggled Irene.

      I’m afraid the one I have in mind wouldn’t be much good as a watch dog, said Stella. But he’s awfully cute.

      Goodness, listen to the child! Grace was so interested that she forgot for the moment the candy box, so temptingly open beside her. "I believe

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