“I couldn’t help it, Virginia,” she whispered, as she crept back a few moments later. “I’ve wanted so to see what it was like at night, and now I know. It’s bigger than ever! I don’t believe that any one could look at the mountains and the stars and ever 32 be doubtful about—God and—and—things like that, do you?”
The next day, perfect as the one before, they went down, down, down the trail, through the canyon, across the prairie, and home once more.
“Mr. Hunter named it just right,” Priscilla said to Dick, who came to take the horses. “I’ve never felt so well-acquainted in my life!”
CHAPTER IV
THE BEAR CANYON BEAR
“Gee!” cried Alden Winthrop. “I wish I was out there!”
“So do I!” echoed his brother John.