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Aldridge, Janet

"The Missing Pilot of the White Mountains"

Grubb?"
Janus consulted his whiskers, then decided that the idea was an
excellent one. He said he would go out and get some fuel for the fire,
and did so. While he was thus engaged, Harriet cleaned the lamp
chimney, Miss Elting hung canvas over the glassless windows and the
other girls washed and put away the few dishes that had been used. A
fine, large fire was started on the ledge of rock that extended out
from the "Shelter" to a drop-off of some twenty feet. Harriet was very
much interested in the fire that night. Then, after it was well
started, she walked to the edge, and, with her back to the flames,
peered down.
All at once she started to run down the path to the left. She called
to Jane to come with her. They had to clamber over some rough ground
in order to reach a point below the hut. The light from the fire made
the shadows dance down there.
"I saw something glisten down here," explained Miss Burrell. "I am
certain it was a tin can. Wouldn't it be fine were we to find our
canned supplies down here, Jane?"
"Then it is fine, for here's the very thing you were looking for.


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