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," advised their father.
"We won't," returned Alice. "Don't you want to come, Daddy?"
"Too busy. I'm studying a new part," he said.
So the two moving picture girls started off, and soon were tramping through the woods, following an old lumber trail.
"This leads to the camp of Flaming Arrow," said Alice, for they had paid the promised visit some time before. "Shall we take it?"
"Yes, but not all the way to the lumber camp," objected Ruth. "That is too far."