blazing stick as it moved through the darkness. "That's L, and the
word is HELP!"

"And here we go to see about it!" Jimmie decided, moving down the
slope. "The boy can't be very far off. I'd like to know how a Boy
Scout got lost out here."

"We may become lost ourselves," laughed Teddy, "if we don't look out
where we are going. I wouldn't know where to head for if I wanted to
go back to camp right now."

"All we would have to do would be to climb the mountain," Jimmie
declared.

"There's more than one summit," persisted Teddy. "We'd better get a
line on something to guide ourselves by when we go back."

"We came straight west," the other said, "and if we get lost the moon
will tell us which way to go--if it doesn't rise in the west down
here!"

The wig-wag code below was still in evidence, always repeating the
same word, "Help." The boys hesitated no longer, but went rattling
down the slope at a speed which spoke well for their balancing
powers! As they entered the little canyon from the north, Jimmie
halted and settled back on a rock, his hand on Teddy's shoulder.

"Do you suppose he heard us coming down the slope?" he asked.

"He must have been deaf if he didn't," was the reply. "We brought