Author: Laura Dent Crane
Publisher: Good Press
ISBN:
Category : Juvenile Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 155
Book Description
In 'The Automobile Girls Along the Hudson; Or, Fighting Fire in Sleepy Hollow' by Laura Dent Crane, readers are taken on a thrilling journey with the Automobile Girls as they navigate the dangers and mysteries of Sleepy Hollow. Written in a captivating and engaging style, Crane's book seamlessly blends elements of adventure, friendship, and bravery, making it a must-read for fans of young adult literature. Set against the backdrop of the Hudson River, the novel showcases the beauty of the region while also highlighting the courage and determination of the protagonists. Crane's descriptive prose brings the setting to life, immersing readers in the story and capturing their imagination. Laura Dent Crane, a prolific writer of early 20th-century literature, draws on her own experiences and observations to create a rich and compelling narrative that will appeal to readers of all ages. Her unique perspective and vivid storytelling make 'The Automobile Girls Along the Hudson' a standout in the genre. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for an exciting and heartfelt adventure that celebrates friendship, courage, and the beauty of the Hudson River.
The Automobile Girls Along the Hudson; Or, Fighting Fire in Sleepy Hollow
The Automobile Girls Along the Hudson: or, Fighting Fire in Sleepy Hollow
Author: Laura Crane
Publisher: Litres
ISBN: 5040516134
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 229
Book Description
Publisher: Litres
ISBN: 5040516134
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 229
Book Description
The Automobile Girls Along the Hudson, Or, Fighting Fire in Sleepy Hollow
Author: Laura Dent Crane
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Hudson River Valley (N.Y. and N.J.)
Languages : en
Pages : 212
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Hudson River Valley (N.Y. and N.J.)
Languages : en
Pages : 212
Book Description
The Automobile Girls in the Berkshires
Author: Laura Dent Crane
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure stories
Languages : en
Pages : 270
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure stories
Languages : en
Pages : 270
Book Description
The Automobile Girls at Chicago, Or, Winning Out Against Heavy Odds
Author: Laura Dent Crane
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Automobile travel
Languages : en
Pages : 274
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Automobile travel
Languages : en
Pages : 274
Book Description
The Submarine Boys on Duty
Author: Victor G. Durham
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure stories
Languages : en
Pages : 280
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure stories
Languages : en
Pages : 280
Book Description
Through the Looking Glass
Author: Lewis Carroll
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure and adventurers
Languages : en
Pages : 232
Book Description
In this sequel to Alice in Wonderland, Alice climbs through a mirror in her room and enters a world similar to a chess board where she experiences many curious adventures with its fantastic inhabitants.
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Adventure and adventurers
Languages : en
Pages : 232
Book Description
In this sequel to Alice in Wonderland, Alice climbs through a mirror in her room and enters a world similar to a chess board where she experiences many curious adventures with its fantastic inhabitants.
The Publishers' Trade List Annual
Author:
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Publishers' catalogs
Languages : en
Pages : 1906
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Publishers' catalogs
Languages : en
Pages : 1906
Book Description
At the Defense of Pittsburgh
Author: Harrie Irving Hancock
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Imaginary wars and battles
Languages : en
Pages : 272
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Imaginary wars and battles
Languages : en
Pages : 272
Book Description
The Meadow-Brook Girls by the Sea
Author: Janet Aldridge
Publisher: IndyPublish.com
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 280
Book Description
CHAPTER I A DELIGHTFUL MYSTERY "I think we are ready to start, girls." Miss Elting folded the road map that she had been studying and placed it in a pocket of her long dust coat. There was a half-smile on her face, a merry twinkle in her eyes. "Which way do I drive?" questioned Jane McCarthy. "Straight ahead out of the village," answered Miss Elting, the guardian of the party of young girls who were embarking on their summer's vacation under somewhat unusual circumstances. "It's the first time I ever started for a place without knowing what the place was, or where I was going," declared Jane McCarthy, otherwise known as "Crazy Jane." "Won't you pleathe tell uth where we are going?" lisped Grace Thompson. Miss Elting shook her head, with decision. "Do my father and mother know where we are going?" persisted Grace. "Of course they know, Tommy. The parents of each of you know, and I know, and so shall you after you reach your destination. Have you everything in the car, Jane?" "Everything but myself," nodded Jane. The latter's automobile, well loaded with camping equipment, stood awaiting its passengers. The latter were Miss Elting, Jane McCarthy, Harriet Burrell, Grace Thompson, Hazel Holland and Margery Brown, the party being otherwise known as "The Meadow-Brook Girls." "Get in, girls. We'll shake the dust of Meadow-Brook from our tires before you can count twenty," continued Jane. "If Crazy Jane were to drive through the town slowly folks surely would think something startling had happened to her. Is there anything you wish to do before we leave, Miss Elting?" "Not that I think of at the moment, Jane." "Oh, let's say good-bye to our folks," suggested Margery Brown. "I have thaid good-bye," answered Grace with finality. "We'll give them a farewell blast," chuckled Jane. With that she climbed into the car, and, with a honk of the horn, drove down that street and into the next, keeping the horn going almost continually. As they passed the home of each girl the young women gave the yell of the Meadow-Brook Girls: "Rah, rah, rah, Rah, rah, rah!Meadow-Brook, Meadow-Brook, Sis, boom, ah!" It was shouted in chorus at their homes, and as the car passed the homes of their friends as well. Hands were waved from windows, hats were swung in the air by boy friends, while the older people smiled indulgently and nodded to them as the rapidly moving motor car passed through the village. "I think the town knows all about it now. Suppose we make a start?" suggested Miss Elting. "We haven't therenaded the pothtmathter yet," Tommy reminded her. "Nor the butcher, the baker and the candle-stick maker," answered Harriet Burrell laughingly. "How long a drive have we, Miss Elting?" "Four or five hours, ordinarily. Jane undoubtedly will make it in much less time, if she drives at her usual rate of speed. Straight south, Jane. I will tell you when to change." The faces of the girls wore a puzzled expression. They could not imagine where they were going. Miss Elting had made a mystery of this summer vacation, and not a word had the girls been able to obtain from her as to where they were to go: whether to tour the country in Crazy Jane's automobile, or to go into camp. Tommy declared that it was a perfectly delightful mythtery, and that she didn't care where they were going, while Margery on the contrary, grumbled incessantly. The start had been made late in the afternoon. The day had been cloudy. There were even indications of rain, but the girls did not care. They were too well inured to the weather to be disturbed by lowering skies and threatening clouds. In the meantime Jane McCarthy was bowling along to the southward, throwing up a cloud of dust, having many narrow escapes from collisions with farmers' wagons and wandering stock....
Publisher: IndyPublish.com
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 280
Book Description
CHAPTER I A DELIGHTFUL MYSTERY "I think we are ready to start, girls." Miss Elting folded the road map that she had been studying and placed it in a pocket of her long dust coat. There was a half-smile on her face, a merry twinkle in her eyes. "Which way do I drive?" questioned Jane McCarthy. "Straight ahead out of the village," answered Miss Elting, the guardian of the party of young girls who were embarking on their summer's vacation under somewhat unusual circumstances. "It's the first time I ever started for a place without knowing what the place was, or where I was going," declared Jane McCarthy, otherwise known as "Crazy Jane." "Won't you pleathe tell uth where we are going?" lisped Grace Thompson. Miss Elting shook her head, with decision. "Do my father and mother know where we are going?" persisted Grace. "Of course they know, Tommy. The parents of each of you know, and I know, and so shall you after you reach your destination. Have you everything in the car, Jane?" "Everything but myself," nodded Jane. The latter's automobile, well loaded with camping equipment, stood awaiting its passengers. The latter were Miss Elting, Jane McCarthy, Harriet Burrell, Grace Thompson, Hazel Holland and Margery Brown, the party being otherwise known as "The Meadow-Brook Girls." "Get in, girls. We'll shake the dust of Meadow-Brook from our tires before you can count twenty," continued Jane. "If Crazy Jane were to drive through the town slowly folks surely would think something startling had happened to her. Is there anything you wish to do before we leave, Miss Elting?" "Not that I think of at the moment, Jane." "Oh, let's say good-bye to our folks," suggested Margery Brown. "I have thaid good-bye," answered Grace with finality. "We'll give them a farewell blast," chuckled Jane. With that she climbed into the car, and, with a honk of the horn, drove down that street and into the next, keeping the horn going almost continually. As they passed the home of each girl the young women gave the yell of the Meadow-Brook Girls: "Rah, rah, rah, Rah, rah, rah!Meadow-Brook, Meadow-Brook, Sis, boom, ah!" It was shouted in chorus at their homes, and as the car passed the homes of their friends as well. Hands were waved from windows, hats were swung in the air by boy friends, while the older people smiled indulgently and nodded to them as the rapidly moving motor car passed through the village. "I think the town knows all about it now. Suppose we make a start?" suggested Miss Elting. "We haven't therenaded the pothtmathter yet," Tommy reminded her. "Nor the butcher, the baker and the candle-stick maker," answered Harriet Burrell laughingly. "How long a drive have we, Miss Elting?" "Four or five hours, ordinarily. Jane undoubtedly will make it in much less time, if she drives at her usual rate of speed. Straight south, Jane. I will tell you when to change." The faces of the girls wore a puzzled expression. They could not imagine where they were going. Miss Elting had made a mystery of this summer vacation, and not a word had the girls been able to obtain from her as to where they were to go: whether to tour the country in Crazy Jane's automobile, or to go into camp. Tommy declared that it was a perfectly delightful mythtery, and that she didn't care where they were going, while Margery on the contrary, grumbled incessantly. The start had been made late in the afternoon. The day had been cloudy. There were even indications of rain, but the girls did not care. They were too well inured to the weather to be disturbed by lowering skies and threatening clouds. In the meantime Jane McCarthy was bowling along to the southward, throwing up a cloud of dust, having many narrow escapes from collisions with farmers' wagons and wandering stock....