with a careful move slid
toward the edge.

She must stop near a post, as she could not stand up!

Yes, what blessing! She was directly above the post!

Dorothy was not an athlete, but she was always able to climb. She
swung around the post--down--down--to the ground!

But no sooner had her feet touched the welcome earth that a shrill
scream startled her!

She was puzzled and alarmed until she saw a big, green parrot in a
cage. And the bird was screeching to the limit of its capacity. Mrs.
Hobbs could hear it! Should Dorothy throw a mat from the porch over
its cage!

No, the door was opened, the bird was out,--and it was actually flying
at Dorothy!

"Mama! Mama!" it yelled. "Come quick! Come quick!"

Snatching up a stick, Dorothy made an attempt to strike the green
thing as it flapped toward her. But she could not hit it! And if she
turned to run it would likely settle its claws into her head. Yet she
must run! Mrs. Hobbs--

Without time for further thought Dorothy did run; down the lane, and
into the road.

The parrot had not followed! Dorothy was out on the road, she could
surely get back to camp now. Oh, how glorious it was!

Gratefully she raised her eyes to the clear sky. Her heart sent up its
thanks--to the Friend who is never hidden from those who seek Him.

"And there comes a carriage," she told herself, as a rumbling of
wheels took her attention. "Perhaps the driver will give me a lift."

The wagon was hidden from view as the road turned sharply just under
the oaks. Dorothy waited. Yes, and there was a young woman in the
carriage. Wasn't that fortunate?

The carriage turned so close to Dorothy that she had no need to take a
single step to hail it. And it was almost stopped, yes; it did stop
now.

The young woman in the carriage was garbed in white--a nurse.

"Is this the Hobb's place?" she asked of Dorothy.

"Yes," replied the girl in surprise.

Then the nurse jumped out of the carriage. She looked keenly at
Dorothy.

"Do you--stop there?" she asked curiously.

"I have been stopping there," answered Dorothy, now completely
mystified by the young woman's manner.

"Is your name----"

"My name is Dorothy Dale, and for some reason I have been--hidden away
from my friends," said Dorothy bravely. "I was just about to ask you
to assist me to get back to them. I was in camp at Everglade."

"Why, of course I will assist you!" replied the nurse in the most
affable manner. "Get right into th