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Title: Kit of Greenacre Farm

Author: Izola Forrester

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Language: English

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KIT OF GREENACRE FARM

by

IZOLA FORRESTER

The World Syndicate Publishing Co.
Cleveland, O. New York, N.Y.
George W. Jacobs & Company

1919

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. "NO TRESPASSING"

II. MRS. GORHAM SMELLS SMOKE

III. KIT RISES TO PROPHESY

IV. THE ORACLE AT DELPHI

V. SHEPHERD SWEETINGS

VI. EXPECTING "KIT"

VII. PERSONALLY CONDUCTED

VIII. AT THE SIGN OF THE MUMMY

IX. ALL SANDY'S FAULT

X. THE DEAN'S OUTPOSTS

XI. "KEEP OUT"

XII. KIT LOCATES A "FOUNDER"

XIII. ENTER THE ROYAL MUMMIES

XIV. IN HONOR OF MARCELLE

XV. THE FAMILY ADVISES

XVI. SHOPPING FOR SHAKESPEARE

XVII. HOPE'S PRIMROSE PATH

XVIII. STANLEY APOLOGIZES

XIX. THE COURT OF APPEAL

XX. HOGS AND HORACE

XXI. THE CIRCLE OF RA

XXII. HEADED FOR GILEAD

XXIII. THE DEAN SEES THE STAR

XXIV. THE TENTS OF GREENACRES

XXV. COAXING THE WILDERNESS

XXVI. PAYING GUESTS

XXVII. HELENITA'S SONG-BIRD

XXVIII. STANLEY PAYS AN OLD SCORE

XXIX. KIT GIVES HER BLESSING

XXX. FACING REALITY

CHAPTER I

"NO TRESPASSING"

Kit was on lookout duty, and had been for the past hour and a half. The
cupola room, with its six windows, commanded a panoramic view of the
countryside, and from here she had done sentry duty over the huckleberry
patch.

It lay to the northeast of the house, a great, rambling, rocky, ten acre
lot that straggled unevenly from the wood road down to the river. To the
casual onlooker, it seemed just a patch of underbrush. There were
half-grown birches all over it, and now and then a little dwarf spruce
tree or cluster of hazel bushes. But to the girls of