it? Does your head pain you?" questioned the guardian.

"No, it's Tommy. She gives me a pain."

"Tommy, come help us put up the tent," urged Harriet. "Maybe it will
fall on your head next. That will make Margery feel well again, won't
it, dearie?"

Margery, in a weak voice, agreed that it would. Tommy retorted that
she didn't care if it did.

The tent was found to have been quite badly torn. The hoofs of the
horses had left great rents in it. After examining the canvas it was
decided not to try to repair it that night, but to leave it as it was
until morning, when the girls would be better able to see what they
were doing.

They had once more raised the tent, having been obliged to cut one new
pole, when Jim returned leading the horses. They were very nervous and
kept tossing their heads, rearing and plunging at the slightest unusual
sound.

"Something wrong with them. I don't know what it is," he said, in
answer to the guide's glance of inquiry.

"Lead 'em up here. Well, I swum!"

"Wha--at is it?" demanded Margery, sitting up.

"Look at that, will ye?"

The girls got as close to the animals as was prudent. Janus parted the
hair on the hip of one horse and pointed to a small wound. The other
horse bore a similar wound.

"Oh, they have hurt themselves. Isn't it too bad?" sympathized Hazel.

"Hurt themselves!" exploded the guide. "Those wounds were made with
some sharp instrument, maybe a knife. I don't know. Now, can you
blame them for running away and taking the tent down? This business is
moving too fast! What are we going to do?"

"You are the guide, sir. You are the responsible head of the party,"
replied Miss Elting.

"I thought I was, too. But, I swum! I don't know which from t'other
any more. Jim, what do you think about that?" pointing a finger at the
horses and indicating their wounded hips. "Did they get them
themselves, or did somebody do it to them? I can't make up my mind."

"Some one did it, Jan. The hosses never did that themselves."

"But how could they?"

"Maybe tied a knife to a long stick. Didn't mean to do any serious
work or would have cut deeper. Just went through the skin, that's all,
but enough to set the critters crazy. See any one about these parts?"
questioned the driver, turning to the girls.

"No, sir. We were under the tent. We saw nothing," answered Harriet.
"I think it must have been the squealing of the horses that awakened
us. The n