"What
shall it be, girls?"
"Oh, let her alone. Tommy will punish herself if you give her time,"
averred Margery.
Tommy nodded. "Yeth, leave it to me," she urged. "I can take care of
mythelf. Buthter ith right, for once in her life. Leave it to me."
They agreed to do so. Harriet turned to Miss Elting.
"You promised to tell us the legend that belongs to this shelf of rock
on which we are encamped. If not too long a story, will you relate it
now?"
The girls crept to the fire, about which they sat in a circle with
their feet tucked under them in true council-fire style.
"You probably have read," began Miss Elting, "that the Sokokis, a
powerful Indian tribe, once held possession of these hills. Chocorua,
for whom this mountain is named, was chief of a mighty tribe. The
chief, in revenge for the loss of his son, who had been slain by the
whites in battle, killed a white settler's wife and child. This white
man swore to have the life of the powerful Chocorua. Shouldering his
gun, he followed the mountain trails for many days and nights. The
chief knew that an avenger was on his trail; his braves knew it.
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