Their experience on Mt. Washington was to be both novel
and exciting.
CHAPTER XXI
THE ASCENT OF MT. WASHINGTON
The supper smoke rose lazily in the still air. Below them lay a vast
panorama of valley and now flattened hills. The Meadow-Brook Girls,
after a day of hard climbing, were about half way to the summit of Mt.
Washington. They had chosen the most difficult climbing to be found in
the White Mountain Range. Janus had promised them some real mountain
climbing when they reached Mt. Washington, and he had made good his word.
They admitted that laughingly upon reaching the spot he had chosen for
their night's camping, and willingly permitted the guide to start the
fire while they rested preparatory to getting the supper.
"At least we have the satisfaction of knowing that we have left our
friend of the green goggles behind," said Miss Elting, with a sigh of
relief. "I hope we have seen the last of him. He certainly tried to
spoil our trip."
"Sheriff's out on the trail," answered Janus. "There's trouble of some
sort down there. Sheriff's office said things were popping, but wouldn't
talk much because he--the fellow I got on the telephone--didn't know me.
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