Well aware that the other Cubs shared his eagerness to view the carved clay face once more, the Den Chief hiked directly to the ravine.
The air felt cool and damp as they emerged from the woods, directly opposite the great carved face.
“Gosh, it’s still here!” exclaimed Chips. “I’d half convinced myself it was all a pipe dream.”
“The carving is real enough,” declared Dan in awe.
Even more than upon their previous visit, the Cubs were impressed by the lifelike appearance of the staring face.
As they gazed fixed at it, Midge inquired if the park authorities had been informed of the Cubs’ discovery.
“Mr. Hatfield talked to the park superintendent about it,” Dan told the group. “It was all news to Mr. Jennings. He said it must be the work of a crank. Park employees have been instructed to try to catch the sculptor, but they haven’t time to keep watch constantly.”
“Work has been done since we were here last,” observed Brad. He had been studying the face intently. “See! That section to the left has been finished.”
“That’s so,” agreed Red. “It’s funny the park people can’t catch the fellow.”
“They’re not too disturbed about it,” Brad replied carelessly. “After all, the carving is a credit to the park. Mr. Hatfield says it’s certainly being done by a skilled and talented sculptor.”