"Do you see that column of smoke?" he asked, as Jimmie turned.
"There must be a camp there," Jimmie exclaimed. "I thought we would
be all alone up here for a time--until we got a line on the men who
stole the prince."
"Wait a minute!" Teddy answered. "There! Now do you see two columns
of smoke?"
The two columns lifted skyward for only a second, then died down.
"That's the Boy Scout signal for help!" Jimmie commented. "I wonder
what shut it off so quickly? It would be strange if we found Boy
Scouts here in the mountains--eh?"
"According to all reports," Teddy answered, "you boys found Scouts in
all parts of the world, even in China and the Philippines! If it is a
Scout making that Indian sign for help, he'll get the smoke going
again before long. There they are!"
The two columns of smoke were in the air again, ascending from the
canyon between the mountainside and the outcropping ridge. Directly a
gleam of fire was seen.
"That's the call for help, all right!" Jimmie cried. "What shall we
do about it?"
"We ought to go right there. The boy may have been injured in a fall,
and may be starving! We ought to get there as soon as possible."
"Without going back to camp to tell the boys?" asked Jimmie.
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