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The Campfire Girls on Station Island: or, The Wireless from the Steam Yacht
The Campfire Girls on Station Island; Or, The Wireless from the Steam Yacht
CHAPTER I – “O-BE-JOYFUL” HENRIETTA
Jessie Norwood, gaily excited, came bounding into her sitting room waving a slit envelope over her sunny head, her face alight. She wore a pretty silk slip-on, a sports skirt, and silk hose and oxfords that her chum, Amy Drew, pronounced “the very swellest of the swell.”
Beside Amy in the sitting room was Nell Stanley, busy with sewing in her lap. The two visitors looked up in some surprise at Jessie’s boisterous entrance, for usually she was the demurest of creatures.
“What’s happened to the family now, Jess?” asked Amy, tossing back her hair. “Who has written you a billet-doux?”
“Nobody has written to me,” confessed Jessie. “But just think, girls! Here is another five dollars by mail for the hospital fund.”
Jessie had been acting as her mother’s secretary of late, and Mrs. Norwood was at the head of the committee that had in charge the raising of the foundation fund for the New Melford Women’s and Children’s Hospital.
“That radio concert panned out wonderfully,” Amy said. “If I’d done it all myself it could have been no better,” and she grinned elfishly.
“We did a lot to help,” said Nell seriously. “And I think it was just wonderful, our singing into the broadcasting horns.”
“This five dollars,” said Jessie, soberly, “was contributed by girls who earned the money themselves for the hospital. That is why I am saving the envelope and letter. I am going to write them and congratulate them for mother, when I get time.”
“Never was such a success as that radio concert,” Amy said proudly. “I have received no public resolution of thanks for suggesting it – ”
“I am not sure that you suggested it any more than the rest of us,” laughed Jessie.