Aunt Janes Nieces Out West

Aunt Jane's Nieces Out West

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Title: Aunt Jane's Nieces Out West
Author: Edith Van Dyne
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Language: English
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Aunt Jane's Nieces Out West
By Edith Van Dyne
1914

CONTENTS

CHAPTER
I CAUGHT BY THE CAMERA
II AN OBJECT LESSON
III AN ATTRACTIVE GIRL

IV AUNT JANE'S NIECES
V A THRILLING RESCUE
VI A. JONES
VII THE INVALID
VIII THE MAGIC OF A NAME
IX DOCTOR PATSY
X STILL A MYSTERY
XI A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
XII PICTURES, GIRLS AND NONSENSE
XIII A FOOLISH BOY
XIV ISIDORE LE DRIEUX
XV A FEW PEARLS
XVI TROUBLE
XVII UNCLE JOHN IS PUZZLED
XVIII DOUBTS AND DIFFICULTIES
XIX MAUD MAKES A MEMORANDUM
XX A GIRLISH NOTION
XXI THE YACHT "ARABELLA"
XXII MASCULINE AND FEMININE
XXIII THE ADVANTAGE OF A DAY

XXIV PICTURE NUMBER NINETEEN
XXV JUDGMENT
XXVI SUNSHINE AFTER RAIN

CHAPTER I
CAUGHT BY THE CAMERA
"This is getting to be an amazing old world," said a young girl, still in
her "teens," as she musingly leaned her chin on her hand.
"It has always been an amazing old world, Beth," said another girl who
was sitting on the porch railing and swinging her feet in the air.
"True, Patsy," was the reply; "but the people are doing such peculiar
things nowadays."
"Yes, yes!" exclaimed a little man who occupied a reclining chair
within hearing distance; "that is the way with you young folks--always
confounding the world with its people."
"Don't the people make the world, Uncle John?" asked Patricia Doyle,
looking at him quizzically.
"No, indeed; the world could get along very well without its people; but
the people--"
"To be sure; they need the world," laughed Patsy, her blue eyes
twinkling so that they glorified her plain, freckled face.
"Nevertheless," said Beth de Graf, soberly, "I think the people have
struck a rapid pace these days and are growing bold and impudent. The
law appears to allow them too much liberty. After our experience of
this morning I shall not be surprised at anything that
happens--especially in this cranky state of California."

"To what experience do you allude, Beth?" asked Uncle John, sitting up
straight and glancing from one to another of his two nieces. He was a
genial looking, round-faced man, quite bald and inclined to be a trifle
stout; yet his fifty-odd years sat lightly upon him.
"Why, we had quite an adventure this morning," said Patsy, laughing
again at the recollection, and answering her uncle because Beth
hesitated to. "For my part, I think it was fun, and harmless fun, at that;
but Beth was scared out of a year's growth. I admit feeling a little
creepy at the time, myself; but it was all a joke and really we ought not
to mind it at all."
"Tell me all about it, my dear!" said Mr. Merrick, earnestly, for
whatever affected his beloved nieces was of prime importance to him.
"We were taking our morning stroll along the streets," began Patsy,
"when on turning a corner we came upon a crowd of people who
seemed to be greatly excited. Most of them were workmen in flannel
shirts, their sleeves rolled up, their hands grimy with toil. These stood
before a brick building that seemed like a factory, while from its doors
other crowds of workmen and some shopgirls were rushing into the
street and several policemen were shaking their clubs and running here
and there in a sort of panic. At first Beth and I stopped and hesitated to
go on, but as the sidewalk seemed open and fairly free I pulled Beth
along, thinking we might discover what the row was about. Just as we
got opposite the building a big workman rushed at us and shouted: 'Go
back--go back! The wall is falling.'
"Well, Uncle, you can imagine our dismay. We both screamed, for we
thought our time had come, for sure. My legs were so weak that Beth
had to drag me away and her face was white as a sheet and full of terror.
Somehow we managed to stagger into the street, where a dozen men
caught us and hurried us away. I hardly thought we were in a safe place
when the big workman cried: 'There,