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[Illustration: "SHE WRENCHED THE WHIP FROM ALEC'S HAND." (_See page 308._)]
BLUE BONNET IN BOSTON Or, Boarding-school Days at Miss North's
BY CAROLINE E. JACOBS AND LELA H. RICHARDS
A SEQUEL TO A TEXAS BLUE BONNET AND BLUE BONNET'S RANCH PARTY
_Entered at Stationers' Hall, London_ _All rights reserved_ Made in U. S. A.
First Impression, August, 1914 Second Impression, November, 1914 Third Impression, March, 1915 Fourth Impression, August, 1915 Fifth Impression, May, 1916 Sixth Impression, April, 1917 Seventh Impression, March, 1918 Eighth Impression, February, 1919 Ninth Impression, April, 1919 Tenth Impression, March, 1920 Eleventh Impression, September, 1921
PRINTED BY C. H. SIMONDS COMPANY BOSTON, MASS., U. S. A.
I. THE WAIL OF THE WE ARE SEVENS 1 II. A WEEK-END 20 III. IN BOSTON 40 IV. A SURPRISE 54 V. BOARDING-SCHOOL 74 VI. NEW FRIENDS 98 VII. IN TROUBLE 117 VIII. PENANCE 134 IX. WOODFORD 153 X. UNDER A CLOUD 172 XI. THE CLOUD LIFTS 191 XII. INITIATED 208 XIII. SUNDAY 227 XIV. SETTLEMENT WORK 239 XV. A HARVARD TEA 255 XVI. ANTICIPATIONS 274 XVII. THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS 294 XVIII. KITTY'S COTILLION 313 XIX. A SURPRISE PARTY 333 XX. THE JUNIOR SPREAD 344 XXI. THE LAMBS' FROLIC 359 XXII. COMMENCEMENT 377
"SHE WRENCHED THE WHIP FROM ALEC'S HAND" (_See page 308_) _Frontispiece_
"BLUE BONNET TOOK THE MIRROR AND LOOKED AT HERSELF FROM ALL ANGLES" 140
"THE GHOST IN THE CENTRE OF THE GROUP ROSE" 216
"SHE WAS HOLDING ON TO UNCLE CLIFF'S COAT LAPELS" 288
"SHE WAS OONAH, THE BEWITCHING LITTLE IRISH MAIDEN" 357
Blue Bonnet raised the blind of the car window, which had been drawn all the afternoon to shut out the blazing sun, and took a view of the flying landscape. Then she consulted the tiny watch at her wrist and sat up with a start.
"Grandmother!" she said excitedly, "we'll soon be in Woodford; that is, in just an hour. We're on time, you know. Hadn't we better be getting our things together?"
Mrs. Clyde straightened up from the pillows, which Blue Bonnet had arranged comfortably for her afternoon nap, and peered out at the rolling hills and green meadow-lands.