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Ethel Morton at Chautauqua

Ethel Morton at Chautauqua

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ETHEL MORTON
AT CHAUTAUQUA



BY
MABELL S. C. SMITH






M. A. DONOHUE & COMPANY
CHICAGO                 NEW YORK


CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE
On the Road 9
II  Getting Settled 21
III  Opening of the Assembly 32
IV  Personally Conducted 44
Learning to Swim 54
VI  Ethel Brown a Heroine 69
VII  Dorothy Cooks 81
VIII  The Spelling Match 91
IX  Grandfather Arranges His Time 101
A Chautauqua Sunday 115
XI  The United Service Club Is Organized 127
XII  Old First Night 137
XIII  Flying 150
XIV  Niagara Falls 168
XV  The Pageant 182
XVI  Think Help! 199
XVII  Recognition Week 205
XVIII  In Camp 216
XIX  "My Brave Little Girl!" 227
XX  Following a Clue 238
XXI  "Who Are We?" 248

ETHEL MORTON AT
CHAUTAUQUA


CHAPTER I

ON THE ROAD
IT was a large and heavily laden family party that left the train at Westfield, New York. There was Grandfather Emerson carrying Grandmother Emerson's hat-box and valise; and there was their daughter, Lieutenant Roger Morton's wife, with a tall boy and girl, and a short girl and boy of her own, and a niece, Ethel, all burdened with the bags and bundles necessary for a night's comfort on the cars and a summer's stay at Chautauqua.

"The trunks are checked through, Roger," said Mrs. Morton to her older son, "so you won't have to bother about them here."

"Good enough," replied Roger, who was making his first trip, in entire charge of the party and who was eager that every arrangement should run smoothly. After a consultation with his grandmother who had been to Chautauqua before, he announced,

"The trolley is waiting behind the station. We can get on board at once."

Roger was a merry-faced boy of seventeen and his mother smiled at the look of responsibility that gave him an expression like his father. Mrs. Morton sighed a little, too, for although she was accustomed to the long absences required of a naval officer yet she never went upon one of these summer

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