"Mithith Livingthton, pleathe give her a bead becauthe thhe didn't kill me
one time when thhe nearly ran over me," urged Tommy.
"I will tell you how you may win two more beads."
"Yes, yes."
"You are a resourceful girl, I know. Now suppose you get up some sort of
entertainment and carry it through; some entertainment for the girls of
the Camp, something unusual."
"A candy pull!"
"Well, perhaps. We do not eat much candy here. However, I think a candy
pull might prove entertaining even though it is not an unusual thing to
do."
"I'll make it unusual," promised Jane.
"I'll tell you what to do. Make it a candy pull and ghost party,"
suggested Harriet.
"What do you mean, Miss Burrell?" questioned the Guardian.
"Pull candy and have certain girls tell ghost stories."
"Yes, that will be entertaining. Miss Thompson, do you think you would
have the nightmare after an evening such as that?" asked Mrs. Livingston
with a twinkle in her eyes.
"I hope not," answered Tommy with promptness. "Not if I didn't thee the
ghotht."
"Then you may see what you can do, Miss McCarthy. I have all the supplies
necessary to make the candy. I shall look for you to distinguish yourself.
Good night, young ladies. I called to see if you were well taken care of,
Miss McCarthy.
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