"What's up now?" Teddy asked, as Ned walked back to the ridge and
looked down into the valley of the North Fork. "Ned must be seeing,
things!"
Ned remained oh the summit a long time, until the sun sank behind the
range to the west and the valleys became ribbons of black between the
lighter crests of the mountains.
Presently Frank scrambled up the yards of rugged, rock-strewn slope
which led to the summit where Ned was standing, still with his field
glass in his hand.
"Anything in sight over that way?" the boy asked, as he came to Ned's
side.
"There is a column of smoke in the valley," Ned answered. "I thought
at first that there were two, but I may have been mistaken. Do you
remember what two columns of smoke would have indicated?"
"Of course!" laughed Frank. "If I should become lost in woods or
mountains, or anywhere, I'd build two fires and get wet wood to make
smudge, good and plenty. That would mean that I was lost and needed
assistance. That's the Boy Scout Indian signal for help. I remember
when we saw it north of the Arctic Circle, don't you?"
"I won't be apt to forget it right away," was the reply.
The boys remained standing on the summit for some moments, although
it was now too dark for them to distinguish objects in the valley
below.
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