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The Curlytops on Star Island by Garis, Howard Roger, 1873-1962

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THE CURLYTOPS ON STAR ISLAND

OR

Camping out with Grandpa

BY HOWARD R. GARIS

Author of "The Curlytops Series," "Bedtime Stories," "Uncle Wiggily Series," Etc.

Illustrations by JULIA GREENE

NEW YORK

THE CURLYTOPS SERIES By HOWARD R. GARIS

12mo. Cloth. Illustrated.

THE CURLYTOPS AT CHERRY FARM Or, Vacation Days in the Country

THE CURLYTOPS ON STAR ISLAND Or, Camping Out With Grandpa

THE CURLYTOPS SNOWED IN Or, Grand Fun With Skates and Sleds

THE CURLYTOPS AT UNCLE FRANK'S RANCH Or, Little Folks on Ponyback

1918

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I THE BLUE LIGHT II WHAT THE FARMER TOLD III OFF TO STAR ISLAND IV OVERBOARD V THE BAG OF SALT VI TED AND THE BEAR VII JAN SEES SOMETHING VIII TROUBLE FALLS IN IX TED FINDS A CAVE X THE GRAPEVINE SWING XI TROUBLE MAKES A CAKE XII THE CURLYTOPS GO SWIMMING XIII JAN'S QUEER RIDE XIV DIGGING FOR GOLD XV THE BIG HOLE XVI A GLAD SURPRISE XVII TROUBLE'S PLAYHOUSE XVIII IN THE CAVE XIX THE BLUE LIGHT AGAIN XX THE HAPPY TRAMP

CHAPTER I

THE BLUE LIGHT

"Mother, make Ted stop!"

"I'm not doing anything at all, Mother!"

"Yes he is, too! Please call him in. He's hurting my doll."

"Oh, Janet Martin, I am not!"

"You are so, Theodore Baradale Martin; and you've just got to stop!"

Janet, or Jan, as she was more often called, stood in front of her brother with flashing eyes and red cheeks.

"Children! Children! What are you doing now?" asked their mother, appearing in the doorway of the big, white farmhouse, holding in her arms a small boy. "Please don't make so much noise. I've just gotten Baby William to sleep, and if he wakes up--"

"Yes, don't wake up Trouble, Jan," added Theodore, or Ted, the shorter name being the one by which he was most often called. "If you do he'll want to come with us, and we can't make Nicknack race."

"I wasn't waking him up, it was you!" exclaimed Jan. "He keeps pulling my doll's legs, Mother and--"

"I only pulled 'em a little bit, just to see if they had any springs in 'em. Jan said her doll was a circus lady and could jump on the back of a horse. I wanted to see if she had any springs in her legs."

"Well, I'm _pretending_ she has, so there, Ted Martin! And if you don't stop--"

"There now, please stop, both of you, and be nice," begged Mrs. Martin. "I thought, since you had your goat and wagon, you could play without having so much fuss. But, if you can't--"

"Oh, we'll be good!" exclaimed Ted, running his hands through his tightly curling hair, but not taking any of the kinks out that way. "We'll be good, I won't tease Jan anymore."

"You'd better not!" warned his sister, and, though she was a year younger than Ted, she did not seem at all afraid of him.

"If you do I'll take my half of the goat away and you can't ride."

"Pooh! Which is your half?" asked Ted.

"The wagon. And if you don't have the wagon to hitch Nicknack to, how're you going to ride?"

"Huh! I could ride on his back. Take your old wagon if you want to, but if you do---"