came to a spot where there was a good deal of drifted
snow on the ground. Here he seemed to lose the trail
for a little, and ran about in all directions, whining in a
most piteous tone.
"Seek 'em out, pup," repeated Dick encouragingly,
while his own breast heaved with excitement and expectation.
In a few seconds the dog resumed its onward course,
and led the way into a wild, dark spot, which was so
overshadowed by trees and precipitous cliffs that the
light of the sun scarce found entrance. There were