telligent animal, feeling
that something was wrong, came to a stop after running a little
distance.

"Stop! Stop!" called Mr. Pertell to Mr. Bunn, who was still urging on
his horse, unaware of the accident to his fellow actor. "The scene is
spoiled. Don't take that, Russ. Sometimes I like an accident on the
film, but not in this case. It would spoil the action of the play. It
will have to be done over again."

"Not with me in it!" said Mr. Sneed, as he got up and went limping
toward shore.

"Why not?" asked Mr. Pertell. "Why don't you want to do this act?"

"Because I am hurt. I knew something would happen when I got up this
morning, and it certainly has. I may be injured for life by this."

"Nonsense!" exclaimed the manager. "You're not hurt. You only think so.
Here, Mrs. Maguire, give him that bottle of witch hazel I saw you use
for little Tommy the other day. That will fix you up, Mr. Sneed."

"Humph!" exclaimed the "grouch." And then, as the motherly Irish woman,
with a quizzical smile on her face, started to the house for the
liniment, Mr. Sneed said:

"Oh, you needn't make such a fuss over me. I suppose I can go on with
this, if I am suffering. Bring back the horse."

The overturned cutter was righted, and the play went on. This time no
mishap occurred and the race was run to a successful finish.

"Now, Alice and Ruth, you will get into the larger cutter, and with Paul
for a driver we'll make the next scene," directed Mr. Pertell, and so
the making of the play went on.

The filming of the big drama was to occupy several days, as some of the
scenes were laid in distant parts of the game preserve belonging to Elk
Lodge, and there was not time to take the company there, and come back
for other scenes, the darkness falling early, as the year was dying.

There came fair weather, and storms, alternating. A number of fine films
were obtained by Russ, some of them showing weather effects, and others
views of the ice at the falls where the two girls and their companions
had been imprisoned in the ice cave.

It was on one comparatively warm afternoon that Alice, who had been out
in the barn to give some sugar to a favorite horse, came back and called
to Ruth:

"Let's go for a walk. It's perfectly lovely out, and it will do us both
good."

"All right!" agreed Ruth. "I've been sewing all morning and my eyes are
tired. Where are you going?"

"Oh, in a direction we have never taken before."

"Don't get lost