Ruth Fielding at Snow Camp Author:Alice B. Emerson Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE NEWSPAPER CLIPPING The Red Mill was a grist mill, and Mr. Jabez Potter made wheat-flour, buckwheat, cornmeal, or ground any grist that was ... more »brought to him. Standing on a commanding knoll beside the Lumano River, it was very picturesquely situated, and the rambling old farmhouse connected with it was a rery homey-looking place indeed. The automobile had stopped at the roadside before the kitchen door, and Mr. Cameron alighted and started immediately up the straight path to the porch. He was a round, jolly, red- faced man, who was forever thinking of some surprise with which to please his boy and girl, and seldom refused any request they might make of him. This plan of taking a party of young folk into the backwoods for a couple of weeks was entirely to amuse Tom and Helen. Personally, the dry-goods merchant did not much care for such an outing. He came stamping up the steps and burst into the kitchen in a jolly way, and Helen ran to him irith a kiss. Hullo I what's all this?" he demanded, his black eyes taking in the grove of airing garments around the stove. " Tom been in the river? No! Those aren't Tom's duds, I'll be switched if they are!" " No, no," cried Helen. " It's another boy." And here Tom himself appeared from the bedroom. " I thought Tom could keep out of the river when the ice was four inches thick—eh, son?" laughed Mr. Cameron. His children began to tell him, both together, of the adventure with the bull and the mysterious appearance of the strange Boy. "Aye, aye!" he said. "And Ruth Fielding was in it, of course—and did her part in extricating you all from the mess, too, I'll be bound! Whatever would we do without Ruth?" and he smiled and shook hands with the miller's niece. " I guess we were all equally scared. But it ...« less