to get a view that particularly appealed to his fancy, that he was apt
to forget their mission entirely.

Once he aroused himself to the fact that he could no longer see his
comrades, or catch a sound of their voices. This disagreeable idea
caused him to hurry, and no doubt he became less cautious in navigating
some of the various narrow paths, for before he realized that he had
started a small avalanche, he was caught up in its gathering swoop, and
found himself being carried swiftly down a rather steep declivity,
unable to stay his rush.




CHAPTER XV

IN THE RAPIDS


"Give him another call, Frank!"

"That fellow beats all creation for lagging! I believe he'd rather snap
off his old camera than eat, any day. If he doesn't look out, that
panther may get--Glory to goodness! What's that, Reddy?" cried Jerry.

"Sounds like a bit of an avalanche, though this here is a queer time of
year for that. Generally comes, you know, in snow time, or when the
rains arrive," was the cowboy's ready answer.

"But--Will--he may have started it, and gone down into one of these