ne. Tommy's foot came up with it, leaving the other foot and one
arm dangling in the air nearly two hundred feet from the bottom of the
cliff.

"Pull when we get her level. No; the rest of you folks keep back, or
we'll all be over, first thing we know. There! Over she comes!" With
a final effort they had landed Tommy on the shelf. She was sobbing
pitifully. Her ordeal had been sufficient to upset the strongest
nerved person.

"You poor darling," cried Miss Elting, gathering the terror-stricken
Tommy in her arms and staggering to the rear of the shelf, where she
placed the terrified girl on a blanket.

Harriet sat back where she was. She was breathing heavily from her
exertions, and further than this she admitted to herself that she was a
little faint. But not for worlds would she have her companions know
this.

"Better get back," advised the guide. "One is enough."

"Don't trouble about me. I will as soon as I get my breath. That was
a hard position in which to do any lifting."

"I reckon. I take off my hat to you, Miss Burrell. This outfit isn't
in such great need of a pilot. You could get along without me and
never miss me for a minute except when it comes to toting a pack, and
even then I guess you could do without me, especially if that young
lady threw a dish or so overboard after every meal," he added jocularly.

"Is there any wood?"

"Yes. There you are again. I never think of anything. I get lost
wondering what's going to happen next. You sit down. I'll attend to
the fire. It is cold. You are shivering, aren't you"?

"I--I believe I am." Harriet got up and walked over to her companions.
She walked rather unsteadily, but they were too much upset themselves
to observe it. Tommy lay on a blanket with face buried in her arms,
sobbing, every fourth sob being a hysterical moan. Harriet sat down
beside the unhappy little girl, slipping an arm about her waist.

"It's all over now, honey. Don't cry."

"I'm thick! Pleathe give me thome--thome water."

"Water," called Harriet. "Is there any? If not, let Mr. Janus get
it, if he will."

"If she can wait a few moments we'll all have some hot coffee,"
answered the guide. But Tommy could not wait. She insisted on having
a drink of water, so the guide brought it to her. This seemed to take
the girl's mind from her recent fright, and lying on her back Tommy
Thompson gradually became quiet and surveyed the guide's coffee-making
thr