"No, not this time! I'm making for that pine that you can see way above all of the others. That is Lone Pine Blaze, because it bears the blaze that shows the way to the up-trail!"
Noddy must have been a frequent traveler to this tree for she knew exactly the way to go and when she came opposite the pine that bore the blaze, she stopped of her own accord.
"Now, wasn't that cute?" cried Eleanor, riding her burro directly behind Noddy.
Polly jumped from her burro's back and went over to Choko. She removed the ax from the pack and chopped a way through the slender undergrowth which had grown up that season.
"Yes, here's the blaze as plain as day! Any of you girls want to read it for me?" laughed Polly.
The three curious girls jumped from their mounts and pushed a way over to the tree where they saw a queer mark made deep in the tree where the bark could not over-grow it.
"What does it say, Poll!" asked Eleanor.
"It means for us to turn to the left and follow the trail upwards!" said Polly, pointing to the signs.
"I should think the ranchers would put up sign-posts to guide travelers!" said Barbara.
"How long do you suppose a post would last in a mild little wind-storm that uproots trees and tosses them about like wisps of hay?" laughed Polly.