The former
occupant of the deserted cabin had left behind a quantity of salt, and
as all animals like, and need, this crystal, Prince had been attracted
to the place. It was like the old "buffalo licks." Then, too, there
was shelter from storms.
"Prince, old man, you're all right!" cried Will, as he put the papers
in his pockets. By dint of a little hasty repairing the saddle could
be used temporarily. It was evident that Prince had kept it on until
lately, and the dangling stirrups had caused the sound like rattling
chains. There was no sign of the bridle, however, but the halter would
answer. Will saddled his pet, and soon had rejoined Frank and Allen,
to whom he had shouted the good news. Then a hasty trip was made back
to camp.
"Oh, I'm so glad!" cried Grace. "Now I can really enjoy camping and
cruising. You must telephone papa at once."
Which Will did, the whole party going over to Mr. Lagg's store in the
motor boat.
"Yes, I have the papers safe," Will told Mr. Ford. "Yes, I'll mail
them at once. What's that-- Dodo-- tell Mollie Dodo is over the
operation and is going to get well? I will-- that's good news!
Hurrah!"
"Oh, thank the dear Lord!" murmured Mollie, and then she sobbed on
Betty's shoulder.
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