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While the speeches were proceeding, the ladies were not idle; and the boys were next invited to a collation on the green; after which they marched back to the river and re-embarked. Three times three cheers were given for the people of Oaklawn, and the word was given to pull for home.
It was a gloomy Saturday morning. The trees in the Oaklawn grounds were tossing wildly in the gusts of wind, and sodden brown leaves were blown up against the windows of the library, where a score of girls were waiting for the principal to bring the mail in.
"It was absolutely transfigured," she said afterwards. "I never saw anyone look so happy in my life." A fortnight later unwonted silence reigned at Oaklawn. The girls were scattered far and wide, and Ruth Mannering and Carol Golden were at the latter's home. Carol was a very much surprised girl. Under the influence of kindness and pleasure Ruth seemed transformed into a different person.
Of course it must be her particular friend, Maud Russell, who was the cleverest and prettiest girl at Oaklawn, at least so her admirers said. She was undoubtedly the richest, and was the acknowledged "leader." The girls affectionately called her "Princess," and Carol adored her with that romantic affection that is found only among school girls.
"Suppose we take them in; they will be very willing to walk home, say from the grove where we dined, for the sake of the sail." "Good! I didn't think of that before. Up with the orange!" The boats landed, and the astonished Oaklawn boys were distributed among them. They seemed to regard the favor as an unexpected condescension, and their delight knew no bounds.
She had no special friend at Oaklawn, and the other girls did not know much about her. If they had thought about it at all, they would probably have decided that they did not like her; but for the most part they simply overlooked her. This was not altogether their fault. Ruth was poor and apparently friendless, but it was not her poverty that was against her.
"Yes," replied the pilot, pointing under the bridge, where the river dashed its foaming waters down a long reach of half-exposed rocks. "We can't get over those." "No; and we may as well land and take a look at Oaklawn. Hoist the orange. Ready down!" Each boat landed its crew at a convenient place, and they were then marshaled into a procession.
"And Tony's crew are pulling very hard; they are going faster than we do." "He is trying to gain time against he reaches a bad place. There he goes round the bend. Were you ever up here before, Frank?" "I have been to Oaklawn, which is about four miles from Rippleton. Of course I never came up the river." "Wouldn't it be fine if we could get up to Oaklawn?" "Perhaps we can."
"A desperate deed," said Dorinda solemnly, and that was all she would say. Next day Mrs. In the afternoon Dorinda put on her best dress and hat and started out. "I wonder if I am a little scared, 'way down deep," said Dorinda. "I believe I am. But I'm going to do it for all that, and the scareder I get the more I'll do it." Oaklawn, where Uncle Eugene lived, was two miles away.
The arrival of Columbus on the shores of the new world could not have been more astounding to the natives than was the coming of the Wood Lake squadron to the boys of Oaklawn. "Sheer off, Charley, to the port side of the river, and we will come into line. The river is wide enough here, I believe. Up with the green!" On dashed the boats in the rear till they came into the line.
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