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Aldridge, Janet

"The Missing Pilot of the White Mountains"

The light from the fire soon threw the outer world
into black darkness. They could not make it seem possible that there,
almost within reach of their hands, was a precipice dropping down
nearly two hundred feet. But the thought caused them to keep well to
the rear of the shelf.
The guide gathered the cups, and, with these and the coffee pot, went
to the spring, a mere trickle in the rocks, where he first filled the
coffee pot, then the cups, carrying them back and placing them in a row
against the wall. Harriet put the water over the fire to boil. Miss
Elting sliced the bacon, while Jane prepared some rice for boiling.
The latter occupied considerable time in cooking and was not
particularly palatable. Janus said that in the morning they would cook
enough of it to last for a day or two.
Hazel put the bacon in the frying pan. Each one, except Margery, found
something to do and found joy in the doing despite their aches and
pains, from which not a member of the Meadow-Brook party was free that
evening. The climbing had brought into activity little used muscles,
as the girls had by this time discovered.


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