Other editions of book The Motor Girls on Waters Blue; Or, the Strange Cruise of the Tartar

With a crunching of the small stones in the gravel drive, the big car swung around to the side entrance of the house, and came to a stop, with a whining, screeching and, generally protesting sound of the brake-bands. A girl, bronzed by the summer sun, let her gloved hands fall from the steering wheel, for she had driven fast, and was tired. The motor ceased its humming, and, with a click, the girl locked the ignition switch as she descended. "Oh, what a run! What a glorious run, and on a most glorious day!" she breathed in a half whisper, as she paused for a moment on the bottom step, and gazed back over the valley, which the high-setting house commanded, in a magnificent view. The leaves of the forest trees had been touched, gently as yet, by the withering fingers of coming winter, and the browns, reds, golden ambers, purples and flame colors ran riot under the hazy light of an October sun, slowly sinking to rest. "It was a shame to go alone, on this simply perfect day," murmured the autoist, as she drew off one glove to tuck back under her motoring cap a rebellious lock of hair. "But I couldn't get a single one of the girls on the wire," she continued. "Oh, I just hate to go in, while there's a moment of daylight left!" She stood on the porch, against a background of white pillars, facing the golden west, that every moment, under the now rapidly appearing tints of the sunset, seemed like some magically growing painting.

Margaret Penrose was a house pseudonym used by the Stratemeyer Syndicate. This name was used for books like Dorothy Dale (1908), Dorothy Dale at Glenwood School (1908), Dorothy Dale's Great Secret (1909), Dorothy Dale and Her Chums (1909), Dorothy Dale's Queer Holidays (1910), The Motor Girls (1910), The Motor Girls on a Tour (1910), Dorothy Dale's Camping Days (1911), The Motor Girls at Lookout Beach (1911), The Motor Girls Through New England (1911), The Motor Girls on Cedar Lake (1912), Dorothy Dale's School Rivals (1912), Dorothy Dale in the City (1913), The Motor Girls on the Coast (1913), Dorothy Dale's Promise (1914), The Motor Girls on Crystal Bay (1914), Dorothy Dale in the West (1915), The Motor Girls on Waters Blue (1915), Dorothy Dale's Strange Discovery (1916), The Motor Girls at Camp Surprise (1916), and Dorothy Dale's Engagement (1917).

With a crunching of the small stones in the gravel drive, the big car swung around to the side entrance of the house, and came to a stop, with a whining, screeching and, generally protesting sound of the brake-bands. A girl, bronzed by the summer sun, let her gloved hands fall from the steering wheel, for she had driven fast, and was tired. The motor ceased its humming, and, with a click, the girl locked the ignition switch as she descended.

Excerpt: ...was the answer. "Then you think she did go down?" asked Bess. "I fear so-the sailors we picked up so affirm. All I can tell you is that, a day or so ago, as we were staggering along through the stress of the storm, the lookout sighted a small boat. No signs of life aboard were seen, but we stopped and picked it up. In the craft, which was one of the lifeboats from the Ramona, were two sailors, nearly dead from exposure, and one from hurts received." "How was he hurt?"' asked Jack. "He was shot, Senor." "Shot!" "Yes, it appears there was mutiny aboard the Ramona, as well as the horrors of the storm and shipwreck." "Mutiny!" murmured Cora, a look of horror in her eyes. "Poor, poor mother!" "You had better hear the story directly from the sailors," suggested Captain Ponchero. "I will summon the unwounded one. You will find that more satisfactory." He came, a sorry and unfortunate specimen of a Spanish sailor. There followed a rapid talk, in the Castilian tongue, between him and the captain, and the latter then said: "His story is this. They ran into the storm soon after leaving San Juan, and could not find, or, rather, did not dare to try, for the nearest harbor, as the seas were running too high to make it safe to go through the narrow entrance. They had to keep on, and this caused discontent among some of the crew. "There was an uprising-a mutiny, and some of them tried to leave in the boats. The brave captain would not let them, but he was overpowered, and the mutineers, in the face of certain danger, turned the ship to put back to a harbor which the captain had passed because of the danger of trying to enter it in the storm." "But how did the sailor get shot?" asked Jack. "He worked against the mutineers-he and his comrade here," the captain answered. "Then those who had revolted, and seized the ship, ordered into small boats all who would not throw in their lot with them. So these two, with only a little food and water, were put adrift in the...

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With a crunching of the small stones in the gravel drive, the big car swung around to the side entrance of the house, and came to a stop, with a whining, screeching and, generally protesting sound of the brake-bands. A girl, bronzed by the summer sun, let her gloved hands fall from the steering wheel, for she had driven fast, and was tired. The motor ceased its humming, and, with a click, the girl locked the ignition switch as she descended.

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