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E-book Nan Sherwood's winter holidays

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Professor Krenner took the silver bugle from his lips while the strain
echoed flatly from the opposite, wooded hill. That hill was the Isle of
Hope, a small island of a single eminence lying half a mile off the
mainland, and not far north of Freeling.
The shore of Lake Huron was sheathed in ice. It was almost Christmas
time. Winter had for some weeks held this part of Michigan in an
iron grip. The girls of Lakeview Hall were tasting all the joys of
winter sports.
The cove at the boathouse (this was the building that some of the
Lakeview Hall girls had once believed haunted) was now a smooth,
well-scraped skating pond. Between the foot of the hill, on the brow of
which the professor stood, and the Isle of Hope, the strait was likewise
solidly frozen. The bobsled course was down the hill and across the icy
track to the shore of the island.
Again the professor of mathematics--and architectural drawing--put the
key-bugle to his lips and sent the blast echoing over the white waste:
Ta-ra! ta-ra! ta-ra-ra-ra! ta-_rat!_
The road from Lakeview Hall was winding, and only a short stretch of it
could be seen from the brow of Pendragon Hill. But the roof and chimneys
of the great castle-like Hall were visible above the tree-tops.
Now voices were audible--laughing, sweet, clear, girls' voices, ringing
like a chime of silver bells, as the owners came along the well-beaten
path, and suddenly appeared around an arbor-vitae clump.

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823 CAR n

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275 hlm; 0.4 mb

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English

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823

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