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The Lawtons were not going to the picnic Bennington was to take Mary

down to Rapid, where the girl was to stay with a certain Dr McPherson

of the School of Mines

An early start was accoh the

dwarf oaks, past the farthermost point, and so out into the hard level

dirt road of Battle Creek cañon Beyond were the pines, and a rugged

road, flint-edged, full of dips and rises, turns and twists, hovering

on edges, or boso itself in deep rock-strewn cuts Mary's little

pony cantered recklessly through it all, sca Bennington's larger aniular flop of the Tahter dance of the hair, the increasing rosiness

of the cheeks dihter, to catch stray

snatches of gay little re

After a time they drew out fro at Rockerville, where the hydraulic "giants" had eaten away

the hill-sides, and left in theh

pine-shadowed roads, from which occasionally would open for a lades, clear as parks, breathless descents, or

sharp steep cuts at the botto Creek, or as much of it

as was not turned into the Rockerville sluices, brawled or idled along

It was time for lunch, so they dismounted near a deep still pool and