you know. This animal may have been caught some time ago, have pulled
the chain loose, and the poor thing may be going around with the trap
still fastened to him. That would account for the rattling."

"Yes," said Mollie, "that may be so, and there may be white foxes, but
I never heard of any outside of Arctic regions. But, Betty Nelson,
there never was a fox as large as that. Why it was as-- as big as our
tent!"

"Yes, and how it sniffed and breathed!" added Betty. "I guess it
couldn't be a wild animal. It may have been a cow. I wonder if any
campers here keep a white cow?"

"A cow would moo," declared Grace.

"But whatever it was, it was frightened at the light," said Aunt Kate,
practically, "so I don't think we need to be afraid of it-- whatever
it was. We'll leave a light outside the tent the rest of the night,
and it won't come back."

"I'm going to sleep in the boat!" declared Grace.

"Nonsense!" cried Betty. "Don't be a deserter! Have some more
chocolate, and we'll all go to sleep," and they finally persuaded
Grace to remain. It took some little time to get their nerves quiet,
but finally they all fell into a more or less uneasy slumber that
lasted until morning. The "ghost" did not return.

Wan, and with rather dark circles under their eyes, the girls got
breakfast the next morning. The meal put them in better spirits, and