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Title: A Campfire Girl's First Council Fire
The Camp Fire Girls In the Woods

Author: Jane L. Stewart

Release Date: March 1, 2007 [EBook #20713]

Language: English

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_A Campfire Girl's First Council Fire_. The title on the first page of
the story and the remainder of the book, however, is _The Camp Fire
Girls In the Woods_.

A Campfire Girl's
First Council Fire

By
JANE L. STEWART

CAMPFIRE GIRLS SERIES

VOLUME I

THE
SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY
AKRON, OHIO
NEW YORK

Made in U. S. A.

COPYRIGHT, MCMXIV

BY

THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING CO.

THE CAMPFIRE GIRLS SERIES

[Illustration]

A CAMPFIRE GIRL'S FIRST COUNCIL FIRE
A CAMPFIRE GIRL'S CHUM
A CAMPFIRE GIRL IN SUMMER CAMP
A CAMPFIRE GIRL'S ADVENTURE
A CAMPFIRE GIRL'S TEST OF FRIENDSHIP
A CAMPFIRE GIRL'S HAPPINESS

[Illustration: "We'll take you over to camp and you can have dinner with
us."]

The Camp Fire Girls In the Woods

CHAPTER I

THE ESCAPE

"Now then, you, Bessie, quit your loafin' and get them dishes washed!
An' then you can go out and chop me some wood for the kitchen fire!"

The voice was that of a slatternly woman of middle age, thin and
complaining. She had come suddenly into the kitchen of the Hoover
farmhouse and surprised Bessie King as the girl sat resting for a moment
and reading.

Bessie jumped up alertly at the sound of the voice she knew so well, and
started nervously toward the sink.

"Yes, ma'am," she said. "I was awful tired--an' I wanted to rest for a
few minutes."

"Tired!" scolded the woman. "Land knows _you_ ain't got nothin' to
carry on so about! Ain't you got a good home? Don't we board you and
give you a good bed to sleep in? Didn't Paw Hoover give