The Girl Scouts at Sea Crest; Or, the Wig Wag Rescue - Lilian Garis - Bog

THREE girls stood on the beach watching the waves-the tireless, endless, continuous toss, break, splash; toss, break, splash! Always the same climbing combers smoothly traveling in from eternity, mounting their hills to the playful height of liquid summits, then rolling down in an ocean of foam, to splash on the beach into the most alluring of earth's play toys-the breakers.