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The Camp Girls in Glorious France
The Camp Girls in Glorious France
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. A March Day 7
II. The Château Yvonne 20
III. The Retreat 31
IV. The Road to Paris 47
V. Armistice Day in Paris 57
VI. Versailles 71
VII. Next Morning 83
VIII. A Home in Versailles 96
IX. The Dinner Party 111
X. Plans and Purposes 125
XI. A Day in Paris 139
XII. Peace 159
XIII. A Pilgrimage 172
XIV. Foundation Stones 184
XV. An Intimate Conversation 197
XVI. Another Afternoon 216
XVII. An Unexpected Intrusion 229
XVIII. One Afternoon 241
XIX. L’Envoi to Glorious France 253
CHAPTER I
A March Day
One afternoon in March, the windows of an old French farmhouse stood open, the curtains blowing in the breeze like white flags of truce, while from indoors came the murmur of a number of voices, girls’ voices, gay and animated and speaking in English, not French.
The next moment there was a brief silence; afterwards one of them began singing, with an odd foreign accent, a song strange to hear in this French countryside, the song of an American camp fire:
CHAPTER PAGE
I. A March Day 7
II. The Château Yvonne 20
III. The Retreat 31
IV. The Road to Paris 47
V. Armistice Day in Paris 57
VI. Versailles 71
VII. Next Morning 83
VIII. A Home in Versailles 96
IX. The Dinner Party 111
X. Plans and Purposes 125
XI. A Day in Paris 139
XII. Peace 159
XIII. A Pilgrimage 172
XIV. Foundation Stones 184
XV. An Intimate Conversation 197
XVI. Another Afternoon 216
XVII. An Unexpected Intrusion 229
XVIII. One Afternoon 241
XIX. L’Envoi to Glorious France 253
CHAPTER I
A March Day
One afternoon in March, the windows of an old French farmhouse stood open, the curtains blowing in the breeze like white flags of truce, while from indoors came the murmur of a number of voices, girls’ voices, gay and animated and speaking in English, not French.
The next moment there was a brief silence; afterwards one of them began singing, with an odd foreign accent, a song strange to hear in this French countryside, the song of an American camp fire:
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