and Mr. Bunn on the other, he was raced back to Elk Lodge, and
there he was supplied plentifully with hot lemonade to ward off a cold.
Russ got interior pictures of these scenes as well, and later the film
made a great success.

"In view of the accident, and the fact that you are all more or less
upset," said Mr. Pertell, when some of the excitement had calmed down,
"we will give up work for the rest of the day. You may do as you please
until to-morrow."

"Then I'm going for a walk," cried Alice.

"I'm with you," spoke Paul, "only we ought to have snowshoes."

"Oh, could we get any?" she cried.

"I can arrange for some for you," promised Mr. Macksey, "but I haven't
any now."

"Good idea!" exclaimed the manager. "An idea for a new film--'The
Snowshoe Rescue!' Here, Russ, make some notes of this for future use,"
and he began to dictate to the young operator, who with his employer
frequently thus improvised dramas out of a mere suggestion.

"If you want to walk," said Mr. Macksey to Alice, "you'd better stick
to the road. The men have been out with homemade snowplows breaking a
trail. That's what we do around here after a storm. You'd better stick
to the road."

"We will!" cried Alice. "Will you come, Ruth?"

"Later perhaps--not now. I want to study a new part I have."

"I suppose you're waiting for Russ," whispered Alice.

"Don't be silly!" flashed Ruth. But she did not go out with her sister.

Alice and Paul had a glorious walk in the snow, and saw a beautiful
country, even though it was hidden under a mantle of white. For
Deerfield was a lovely place.

"Aren't you cold?" asked Ruth, when her sister returned.

"Not a bit. It's glorious. What did you do, and how is Mr. Sneed?"

"He's doing nicely, I believe. As for me, I stayed in. I had some
mending to do."

"Is that why Russ has threads on his coat sleeve--was it his coat you
were mending?"

"Oh, Alice--you are hopeless!" protested Ruth, but she blushed vividly.

That afternoon, as Mrs. Macksey was overseeing the getting of supper,
Alice, who went to the kitchen for something, heard the veteran hunter
and his wife in conversation.

"You say they are strangers about here?" he asked.

"Yes, three men. I saw them after you had gone to the station to get the
moving picture folks. There were three men, and I think they were after
deer."

"After deer, eh? Don't they know that this is a private preserve?"

"They didn't seem to care. They came to as