"The Camp Fire Girls at Sunrise Hill" by Margaret Vandercook is a heartwarming tale that follows the adventures of the Camp Fire Girls as they embark on a new and exciting journey at Sunrise Hill. In this enchanting story, the Camp Fire Girls are presented with the opportunity to spend time at Sunrise Hill, a beautiful and serene location where they can immerse themselves in nature and strengthen their bonds of friendship. The girls eagerly embrace the chance to explore the great outdoors and discover the wonders of the natural world. As they settle into their new environment, the Camp Fire Girls engage in a wide range of activities that promote personal growth, teamwork, and a deep appreciation for nature. They learn valuable skills such as camping, hiking, and outdoor cooking, all while forging lasting connections with one another. Throughout their time at Sunrise Hill, the girls are guided by their dedicated leaders who encourage them to embrace the principles of the Camp Fire organization, including community service, leadership, and the importance of respecting and preserving the environment. As the girls embark on their outdoor adventures, they encounter challenges that test their resilience and problem-solving abilities. They also have the opportunity to make new friends and positively impact the local community through their service projects and acts of kindness. "The Camp Fire Girls at Sunrise Hill" celebrates the spirit of adventure and the beauty of nature. It emphasizes the significance of friendship, personal growth, and the values instilled by the Camp Fire organization. Readers are inspired to connect with the natural world, support one another, and make a positive difference in their communities.

The snow was falling in heavy slashing sheets, and a December snowstorm in the New Hampshire hills means something more serious than a storm in city streets or even an equal downfall upon more level meadows and plains. Yet on this winter afternoon, about an hour before twilight and along the base of a hill where a rough road wandered between tall cedar and pine trees and low bushes and shrubs, there sounded continually above the snow's silencing two voices, sometimes laughing, occasionally singing a brief line or so, but more often talking. Accompanying them always was a steady jingling of bells.