BETTY GORDON IN WASHINGTON

OR

Strange Adventures in a Great City

BY

ALICE B. EMERSON




CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I    THE GORED COW
II    HOSPITALITY UNDER DIFFICULTIES
III    BOB HAS GREAT NEWS
IV    AT THE VENDUE
V    CONSEQUENCES
VI    THE RUNAWAY MISSED
VII    A BELATED LETTER
VIII    GOOD-BY TO BRAMBLE FARM
IX    NEW FRIENDS
X    FELLOW TRAVELERS
XI    A SERIOUS MIX-UP
XII    STRAIGHTENING THINGS OUT
XIII    WASHINGTON MONUMENT
XIV    LIBBIE IS ROMANTIC
XV    OFF TO INVESTIGATE
XVI    WHAT HALE HAD TO TELL
XVII    MORE SIGHTSEEING
XVIII    BETTY UNDERSTANDS
XIX    AN UNEXPECTED MEETING
XX    MUTUAL CONFIDENCES
XXI    THE ACCIDENT
XXII    BEING RESCUED
XXIII    ANOTHER RESCUE
XXIV    BOB IS CLEARED
XXV    FUTURE PLANS




BETTY GORDON IN WASHINGTON




CHAPTER I

THE GORED COW

For lack of a better listener, Betty Gordon addressed the saucylittle chipmunk that sat on the top rail of the old worn fence andstared at her with bright, unwinking eyes.

"It is the loveliest vase you ever saw," said Betty, busily sortingthe tangled mass of grasses and flowers in her lap. "Heavy oldcolonial glass, you know, plain, but with beautiful lines."

The chipmunk continued to regard her gravely.

"I found it this morning when I was helping Mrs. Peabody clean thekitchen closet shelves," the girl went on, her slim fingers selectingand discarding slender stems with fascinating quickness. "It was onthe very last shelf, and was covered with dust. I washed it, andwe're going to have it on the supper table to-night with this bouquetin it. There! don't you think that's pretty?"

She held out the flowers deftly arranged and surveyed them proudly.The chipmunk cocked his brown head and seemed to be withholding hisopinion.

Betty put the bouquet carefully down on the grass beside her andstretched the length of her trim, graceful self on the turf, buryingher face luxuriously in the warm dry "second crop" of hay that hadbeen raked into a thin pile under the pin oak and left thereforgotten. Presently she rolled over and lay flat on her back,studying the lazy clouds that drifted across the very blue sky.

"I'd like to be up in an airplane," she murmured drowsily, hereyelids drooping. "I'd sail right into a cloud and see—What was that?"

She sat up with a jerk that sent the hitherto motionless chipm

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