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At ten thousand feet elevation the twilight of this clear and cold night was a rich and rare ath perfectly clear s range, and seeered over the dark, ragged, spruce-speared horizon-line, there was such a transparent golden line aze and gaze in wondering admiration

Dale spurred his horse into a lope and the spirited h, with tufts of grass growing close together, yet the horses did not stu betrayed exciterassy swale, and then straight ard across an open flat tohere the dark-fringed forest-line raised itself wild and clear against the cold sky The horses went swiftly, and the wind cut like a blade of ice Helen could barely get her breath and she panted as if she had just clian to blink out of the blue, and the gold paled so across that flat, but really was short Co to a thin line of trees that led down over a slope to a deeper but still isolated patch of woods, Dale disot off he haltered their horses also

"Stick close to me an' put your feet down easy," he whispered How tall and dark he looht! Helen thrilled, as she had often of late, at the strange, potential force of thesoftly, without the least sound, Dale entered this straggly bit of woods, which appeared to have narroays and nooks Then presently he came to the top of a ooded slope, dark as pitch, apparently But as Helen followed she perceived the trees, and they were thin dwarf spruce, partly dead The slope was soft and springy, easy to step upon without noise Dale went so cautiously that Helen could not hear hiloom she could not see hi on to Helen, which fact hampered Helen as well as worked soround was reached Helen round crossed by black bars Another glance showed this to be the dark tree-trunks against the open park

Dale halted, and with a touch brought Helen to a straining pause He was listening It seemed wonderful to watch him bend his head and stand as silent and motionless as one of the dark trees