Meg of Mystery Mountain cover

Meg of Mystery Mountain

Grace May North (1876-1960)

1. The Most Beautiful Girl
2. The Most Selfish Girl
3. Facing Hard Truths
4. A Sad Homecoming
5. Jane's Small Brother
6. Jane's Choice
7. Gerry's Surprise
8. All Aboard
9. Telegrams
10. A Cattle-Man Friend
11. Redfords
12. The Abbott Cabin
13. Two Little Cooks
14. Fretful Jane
15. Meg Heger
16. The Trapper's Cabin
17. Queer Kittens
18. A Young Overseer
19. A New Cook
20. Meg as School-Mistress
21. Meg as Benefactress
22. Meg's Confidence
23. Jane Humiliated
24. Julie and Gerald Lost
25. Jane's Resolve
26. A Reconciliation
27. The Green Hills Ranch
28. Old Friends
29. The Barbeque
30. Jean Sawyer's Secret
31. An Uncanny Experience
32. Hunting for the Box
33. Jane's Birthday
34. Secrets
35. Jane and Jean
36. Mysteries Half Solved
37. The Mystery Solved

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Jane Abbott, tall, graceful and languidly beautiful, passed through the bevy of girls on the wharf below Highacres Seminary with scarcely a nod for any of them. Closely following her came three other girls, each carrying a satchel and wearing a tailored gown of the latest cut. Although Esther Ballard and Barbara Morris called gaily to many of their friends, it was around Marion Starr that all of the girls crowded until her passage way to the small boat, even then getting up steam, was completely blocked. Jane, when she had crossed the gang plank, turned to find only Esther and Barbara at her side. A slight sneer curled her lips as she watched the adulation which Merry was receiving. Then, with a shrug of her slender shoulders that was more eloquent than words, the proud girl seated herself in one of the reclining deck chairs and imperiously motioned her friends to do likewise. “It’s so silly of Merry to make such a fuss over all those girls. She’ll miss the boat if she doesn’t hurry.” Marion had evidently thought of the same thing, for she laughingly ran up the gang plank, her arms filled with candy boxes, boquets and magazines, gifts of her admiring friends. Depositing these on a chair, she leaned over the rail to call: “Good-bye, girls! Of course I’ll write to you, Sally, reams and reams; a sort of a round-robin letter to be sent to the whole crowd.”