intense darkness she was unable to see clearly anything about her. Feeling
her way, cautiously, she climbed to the next limb. Her bathrobe, however,
sadly impeded her progress, but by determined efforts she managed at last
to reach the top of the tree.

"Come on up, girlth. It ith fine up here."

Tommy's courage was rapidly returning to her. Then again she could afford
to speak pleasantly to her captors for she was about to turn the tables on
them in a most unexpected manner.

"You're all 'fraid catth, 'fraid catth and I'm going to thhow you that you
are. In a minute I'm going to thcare you half to death. Now watch me."

Tommy did all she had promised to do, and just as Harriet and her captors
were moving toward the camp, Tommy uttered a wild, piercing cry. Then she
uttered another and still another. About that time half a dozen girls
might have been observed fleeing toward the camp. They were running as
perhaps they had never run before. Harriet was left standing alone on the
bank of the stream. She was too startled at first to realize what the
cries meant. All at once she discovered that the voice was Tommy's. But
Harriet was considerably puzzled, for there was not the least note of
alarm in the cries. They were intended solely to arouse the camp and cause
the downfall of the girls who were running for their tents. So far as
arousing the camp was concerned, Tommy's plan worked to perfection for
girls in every tent were tumbling out in alarm.

Then Tommy discovered that she was alone, and becoming alarmed at being
left out in the woods without company, she began to scream in earnest. At
the same time she endeavored to scramble down from her lofty position