“Whew!” exploded Mr. Huffman. “This sure is a day of discoveries.”
“It’s a week of discoveries, it’s a month of discoveries, it’s a whole summer of discoveries for Lakefarm and Mummy Cañon,” declared Dr. Byrd with excusable excitement. “I tell you, this has been a history making season for Colorado and even the United States. Think of what has happened here this summer! Why it’s simply stupendous. When this cañon becomes a popular summer resort it will have a most interesting history for advertising purposes.”
“Yes, you’re right,” agreed Mr. Huffman. “And these runaway boys have done about all of it, haven’t they?” he added with a mischievous look at the five young Scouts standing around and eagerly listening to the conversation.
“Well, I don’t know but you’re right,” admitted the doctor slowly. “Kenyon discovered the cave behind the waterfall, and all of them took a part in the discoveries that followed. In fact, I think every one of their names should be given to some point or feature of interest on this mountain.”
“Let’s call the cave behind the waterfall Kenyon Cave,” proposed Byron.
“That’s a bright idea,” declared the doctor.
“It sounds well. What shall we call the waterfall itself?”
“The Screaming Cataract,” Frank proposed with a little reminiscent shudder and a grin.
“Good again!” Dr. Byrd exclaimed.
“And that cliff where we stood when we shot the arrows into the cañon—let’s call that Whistling Arrow Point,” suggested Ferdinand.