A Ticket to Adventure / A Mystery Story for Girls

the move. By the light of a candle, hotcakes and coffee had bee

One of the hunters had killed a moose. All this time, well out of the reach of thieving wild creatures, its h

re thinner in some places than at others? What if it should give way at just the wrong time? What of the planes? Were they truly fit for service? And what of those hand-made skis? All these fears were banished

is to be the end of adventure or only its beginning? An hour's safe flying would bring them to the cabin where there awaited dishes to wash, beds to make, paths

aller plane. She liked being with her friends. She was very fond of S

ay plane, said. Then aside to Mary he whispered, "They're paying me well. Hunt me up in Anchorage and I'll buy you a

et the ice held. There had been a light snowfall. The snow was sticky, it would not let them go. Round and round the lake they

rk forest, gray crags, winding streams

Mark nodded soberly. He was listening. Listening for w

them. She thought of the worried millions in the cities and scattered over the plain far to the south of them-worried millions wondering where the next wee

face of a small lake. Once again her heart was in her mouth. They had left the higher altitudes where the nights were bitter cold. They were equipped with skis. Would this new lake be

, twice, three times it circled through the blue, then, with a sudden burst of speed,

oon. She was deep in her own thoughts. Having gone for a visit to Palmer, she had been invited to com

bitter disappointment. She had so hoped that her lone fifty-dollar bill wo

w. "Not a chance in the worl

ok away toward the east. Standing where she was, she watched the large

y-" she did not finish, but

I shall go back to our happy valley." But would it be so happy for her? When one longs to be in one place, can he be

one call: "Florence! Florence Huyler!" Turning a

nce Huyler," t

d you know?

y calling out quite loudly, 'John!' at the edge of a large crowd? No, of course not.

, "that's not the point. Supp

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haven't heard. Your friend Bill got clawed up a bit by a bear. Say!" his voice rose. "W

ll ri

ing from stools, they were drinking c

I got a good fee for bringing those hunters out and so if you or he ever need a lif

tomorrow, but I'll be back. Back befor

What's the matter?" The gi

Here, let me-" He began

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ht now. There's just room for one more. Got the Bowmans to take up,

ad choked again, but not on a doughnut.

e was gruff but kind, "you'll need it.

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ing with me to hunt up your grandfather. That, why that's like moving pictures. Going? Of course you're going! Due to take off at nine a. m.

e and stand right here in the snow and cold until th