Gulf and Glacier

the woods, they were joined by Tom, who was in an unusually meek moo

, around the generous fire in the little hotel office. "Where's Bessie?" asked

ne," said Kittie. "Randolph, look out o

wet," remarked Pet. "W

glacier a little farther. I sa

he went," added

is nephew reported that the mi

ment," he remarked anxiously.

him. Leaving the jolly group around the fire, we will accompany the

as Mr. Percival stepped out-of

rolled down the valley or hung in threate

y should stumble on some root or stone, half-hidden in the dark

caught sight of a flickering light, appea

t to make of it, but Mr. Percival guessed t

at least, Bess has. I don't believe the mini

rest in the edge of the forest. About fifty feet from the path was a hu

where the faintness soon left her, though the pain did not. He had then busied himself in a wonderfully handy way, collecting dr

g the blaze with great satisfaction, "and will si

e sharp twinges of pain shot more and more fiercely through her ankle, all about th

hout was heard, and presently the relief p

n beside his daughter and throwing his arms around her. He had not realize

It's just my ankle. I

d you g

borne-ca

ying simply, "I thank you." But each of the men knew t

out Rossiter. "Too bad to lea

like," laughed Bess, rising painful

hat she could

n made an arm-chair with their hands and wrists, and tramped

d carefully with their feet at every step. So they made their way ba

people to climb aboard, and, after a good-night sing, clamber into their berths to be lull

advice the strained ankle received such wise and timely treatment that by bed-time it was far less painful. In tw

tle, and the Percivals, with the exception of Bess, set out for a walk down the track. There was

pressed the button" once, when a flying gust of rain, backe

ld and damp, that Fred and Randolph, seeing some detached freight cars

were beckoning and shouti

led out. "Plenty of ro

eps to the end of the nearest freight car, when what was her surpris

pe you haven't got wet," and led

to Kittie, as the latter scrambled up t

in her hospitality," said Mr. Percival, catchi

a dozen or more of them, all l

ed-serving as kitchen and "living room." A fire snapped and purred comfortably in the stove; before the tiny windows (again

e old freight car, settled down at last after its many

s which comprised her art treasures. Her modest and quiet demeanor would have done credit to a high-bred lady, and none of

tial remembrance in the hands of this far away "King's Daughter." But the train was ready,

nts, clinging to the rugged slopes of granite; now descending to the level of t

sed the Continent. A great celebration had been planned for the occasion; but as everybody was asleep at the time (about two in the morning), it didn't come off. The titles of all the cars had

of the gold fever of 1849; its muddy waters, laden with the wealth of empires, rushing past the train tow

nt wagon road, curiously built and buttressed with lo

ere was a stop to water the engine. Children crowded up

ng her lameness-a bunch of exquisite white pansies, a

conductor opened the doo

ver! Va