y up," said Grace. "They say that persons lost in the
snowy Alps eat chocolate."

"You eat it--lost or not," laughed Will. "But pass it around, Allen."

There was a sandwich each, and also a few pieces of candy for each one,
as Allen divided them, and the eating of the bread, meat and sweets did
really put new energy into them. They trudged on in better heart now.

"But we're still a good way from camp," said Allen, as he peered as best
he could at the landmarks on the shore. "It will take us another hour."

"And it will be dark then," said Amy in a low voice.

"Never mind," advised Betty. "The snow on the ground will make it light,
and we can't miss the river. We'll be all right."

Darkness did not bring them in sight of their camp, and they were
beginning to lose heart, when Will cried:

"I see a light! It's Franklin's cabin. We're at camp! We're all right
now!"

"Are you sure?" asked Grace.

"Certainly. I knew we were near it some time ago."

He gave a hail, which was answered, and soon the young people heard the
welcome call of Mr. Franklin, who demanded to know where they had been,
and what had happened.

"There's a light in our cabin!" exclaimed Will, as he saw the gleam in
the window. "Who's there, Mr. Franklin?"

"A friend of yours--he says."

"A friend of ours!" exclaimed Allen. "Is it Mr. Jallow, masquerading
under that name, and trying to get possession of this land as well as
the other valuable strip?"

"No, it isn't Jallow," replied Mr. Franklin. "I know him. This is a
young fellow you've been expecting, he says. He come up in a hired rig
from the village. Blackstone--Blackrock--some such name as that he
give."

"Oh, Mr. Blackford, yes. We were expecting him. So he has arrived? I
hope he made himself at home."

"I told him to," said Mr. Franklin, "and I guess he did. He had quite a
time of it in the storm, and I reckon you folks did, too."

"We did!" exclaimed Will. "But we're all right now. Come on, girls, get
in and make yourselves comfortable, and we'll bring Blackford over as
soon as we feed him."

The girls went to their cabin, the boys to theirs. The latter found Mr.
Blackford making himself perfectly at home.

"Well, what brings you up here?" asked Allen, when greetings had been
exchanged.

"Boys, I've got good news!" cried the young business man. "I've found
the missing piece of paper that tells me what sort of a birth mark my
sister has--the sister I have been searching fo