Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 14, 2025
While at school at Briarwood, and during the vacations between semesters, Ruth Fielding's career actually began, as the volumes following "Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill" show.
He said not another word about his mother, or the duty that called him home to Briarwood, but stood and watched this pretty horsebreaker in a dreamy contentment. What was Violet Tempest, otherwise Vixen, like, this October evening, just three months before her fifteenth birthday?
She got Ann away and sat by her all the afternoon in their room, making up her own delinquent lessons afterward. But the affair could not be passed over without comment. Some of the girls had reported Ann's actions. Of course, such a disgraceful thing as a girl slapping another was seldom heard of in Briarwood. Mrs.
Ruth Fielding and her chum, before that second evening at Briarwood Hall drew in, felt as though they had known the place for months and some of the girls all their lives.
Of course, being a stranger, she was lonely as yet; but under the rules of the Sweetbriars she was not hazed. The S.B.'s word had become law in all such matters at Briarwood Hall. After they were seated, Heavy Stone whispered to Ruth: "Isn't that Gregg girl the most discontented looking thing you ever saw? Her face would sour cream right now!
"Isn't she nice?" whispered Ruth, as she and Helen made their exit from the room. "Ye-es," admitted her chum. "But you can see she is dreadfully 'bossy." At that Ruth laughed heartily. "You foolish child!" she said, shaking her chum a little. "Isn't she here to 'boss'? My goodness! you didn't expect to do just as you pleased here at Briarwood; did you?"
Besides Ruth, she had invited Madge Steele, Jennie Stone, Belle Tingley, and Lluella Fairfax to be of the party. She had invited one other girl from Briarwood, too; but Mary Cox had refused the invitation.
She had come to love old Aunt Alvirah so much, and have such a deep affection and pity for the miserly miller, that the joy of going back to Briarwood was well tempered with remorse. The night before, Uncle Jabez had come to Ruth, when she was alone, and thrust a roll of coin in her hand. "Ye'll want some ter fritter away as us'al, Niece Ruth," he had said in his most snarling tone.
"Oh, Heavy! you never could eat so much sweets before graduation," gasped one. "I could; but I sha'n't," declared Miss Stone, with continued gravity. "I'll practise self-denial." With all the fun and joking, the girls of Briarwood Hall were very much in earnest.
The coming examinations in all branches would be difficult, and unless she obtained a certain average in all, Ruth could not expect a diploma. A diploma from Briarwood Hall was an entrance certificate to the college in which she and Helen hoped to continue their education the following autumn. And Ruth did not want to spend her summer in making up conditions.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking