ruefully, as they bumped and rumbled to the top of the steep grade.
"Look out, Mollie!" she added suddenly, indicating a big pile of
brushwood that jutted out almost into the center of the road. "For
goodness' sake, slow down!"

But Mollie did more than slow down. She stopped-- and with such
suddenness that the girls were all but thrown out of the car and Betty
bumped her nose on the seat in front.

They had scarcely regained their poise when they were startled by a
shrill cry from Amy.

"Girls!" she almost screamed, clutching Betty's arm in a grip that
hurt, "look at that tree. It's going to fall! Oh, we'll be killed!"

The girls followed the direction of her pointing finger and looks of
horror sprang to their eyes. Slowly, its descent retarded somewhat by
the branches of other trees, a towering giant of the forest tottered
and crashed its destructive way downward. And they were directly in
its path!

CHAPTER II

THE FALLING TREE

For a moment the Outdoor Girls sat fascinated, paralyzed, without the
power to move a muscle. Then suddenly Grace seemed galvanized to
action, She leaned toward Mollie, grasping the steering wheel of the
motionless car frantically.