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Aldridge, Janet

"The Missing Pilot of the White Mountains"

It would not have been a long fall, but the landing was another
matter.
Then, at the end, there was another difficulty. Here they had to work
their way around a corner. Only one could move at a time, the others
holding on tightly until she had reached a place where she, in turn,
could brace herself while the next one moved up; and so on until all
had passed the bulging rock that had seemed to bar their passage
absolutely.
"Fine!" approved the guide. "You did it like veteran climbers."
"Where ith the camp?" wailed Tommy. "I can't go another thtep. I'm
finithed."
"Rest a few moments," directed the guide.
"The shower is ended," announced Miss Elting.
"Let it rain some more," declared Jane McCarthy sturdily. "We can't
get any wetter and the rain will help to cool us off. It doesn't seem
to be far to the camping place."
"It isn't far in a straight line. We have to take a zig-zag course,
you see," said the guide.
Janus waved his hand as a signal for them to start. Once more they
took up the weary climb, crawling from rock to rock, slowly getting
higher and higher, but at no time in danger of a long fall.


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