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"No bones broken!" was the guide's slogan, and they were well satisfied to have the precept fulfilled without undue court plaster. Coming home the gay groups fell into their usual lines, and separated into such little parties as suited best the confidences of their members.
And far up there on the mountainside the Meadow-Brook Girls fixed their gaze on the bit of rock that was to be their sleeping place, and where they were to spend a night more full of interest than they dreamed. For a few moments after the guide's ultimatum they plodded patiently along. No one noticed that the sky was cloudy until a shower of cold raindrops smote them in the face.
Factor Mackenzie and his senior officer, sitting in the guide's or chief voyageur's canoe, which, of course, was Oo-koo-hoo's, gave the word; and all together the paddle blades dipped, the water swirled, and on the gunwales the paddle handles thudded as the canoes heaved away.
Each girl had a big fat roll under each arm and turning they started gaily along in single file. "You go first," said Dolly, stepping back; "I'm not sure I know the way. I declare to goodness, Dot, I don't see how you remember the way yourself. You've got a regular guide's brain under that black mop of yours! How do you know which way to go, when you can't see anything but trees?" "Easy as pie!"
"No doubt it is the worst storm I ever met with, or even heard of, at this season of the year, but it cannot last much longer; and whatever happens, it can't run into winter just now." As if to justify the guide's words, the hurricane began to diminish in violence, and the pauses between blasts were more frequent and prolonged.
I am rejoiced to see you in so bright a humour. Had you a pleasant dream?" "Action lies before me," said Estein "the open sea and the lands of the south again; and the very prospect is medicine." After a time Estein came up to their guide's side, and said, "It will take us surely longer than you said.
"He's going to buck," warned the steady voice of Hi Lang. Grace knew it in advance of the guide's warning, but, though she tugged with all her might, she was not strong enough to get the black bronco's head up so he could not carry out his intention. There followed a series of bucks and squeals, accompanied with flying hoofs, that sent the spectators fleeing for safety.
The animals were restive, they were stepping from side to side and an occasional snort was heard, but they quieted down when he went among them and spoke soothing words, petting an animal here, restaking another one there until he had spoken to each bronco in the outfit. The guide's next move was to step to Hippy's tent and awaken him. "What is it?
Kanakas try to keep on the good side of this torrid divinity by secret gifts, either of white chickens or of red ohelo berries, and an old man once put into a guide's hand the bones of a child that he might throw them down the inner crater, Halemaumau, the House of Eternal Burning, whose ruddy lava cones are homes of the goddess and her family.
The shadow of an unknown horror, naked if unguessed, that had flashed for an instant in the face and gestures of the guide, had also communicated itself, vaguely and therefore more potently, to his companion. The guide's visible efforts to dissemble the truth only made things worse.
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