s weary bones!"
sighed Margery, stretching herself beside Harriet. There was moss over
the rocks and it felt soft and restful to their aching bodies. Hazel
was not far behind the other two girls in lying down. The little
company were quite ready to rest.

"Girls, you mustn't lie there without blankets under you," warned the
guardian.

"We are not going to lie here, Miss Elting," replied Harriet. "We are
going to get up at once and prepare supper for our hungry selves. Oh,
but my feet are tired!"

"Mine weigh a ton," declared Margery.

"Yeth, I imagine they do," said Tommy with a knowing nod.

"You can go on resting if you like, Harriet. Jane, Tommy and I can get
the supper."

"And Janus," added the guide. "You've done finely, young ladies. I'd
like to see any young men go through a hard day as well as you have.
Why, they would have been laid out along the trail from here to Sokoki
Leap. We'd have had to send a couple of men with a stretcher to pick
some of them up. Let me tell you something. You are trotting Janus
Grubb a lively race, and he isn't ashamed to say so. Any one who says
girls haven't as much pluck and endurance as boys may have an argument
with Janus Grubb at any time."

"Thome girlth," corrected Tommy.

"Yes, some girls. That's what I meant--you girls in particular. It's
a pity all girls don't slant in the same direction. Miss Thompson, if
you will pick out some stones for the stove I will rustle the wood.
No, not that way. I swum! You'll be down the Slide if I don't watch
you."

"The Slide!" exclaimed the girls, turning eagerly to the guide.

"Yes. We're at it now. Where'd you think we were?"

"O, where is it?" questioned Harriet eagerly.

"Come here, I'll show you. Everybody that's able to walk come here, so
you'll know where it is, then there won't be any excuse for your
walking into it in the dark. There!"

All they could see was a slight depression in the rocks. It was
several feet wide, very steep and so smooth that its polished surface
reflected the light from the match that the guide lighted.

Harriet tossed a stone over on the smooth surface. They heard it
sliding and rattling down, terminating in a faint splash.

"My goodness! Is there water down there?" exclaimed Crazy Jane.

"Yes, a pond or a pool, whatever you wish to call it. I was telling
you about the Indians who used to take the Slide here. I know two
young fellows who took it just to be smar