How long he lay in the blackness, which was caused by the blow on his head, Rick did not know. But when he opened his eyes, to find himself lying half under his sled which had fallen with him, it was dark all about him-that is, all dark except a faint light which came from the snow pile into which he had tumbled. That made a gleam of whiteness even when all else was black. "I wonder-I wonder what happened?" asked Rick, speaking in a faint voice. Then it came back to him-how he had taken one last coast down the hill, how something had slipped and how he had fallen down into the hole in the snow. That was where he found himself now, and, as he opened his eyes, though his head hurt him very much as he did this, he saw the snow all about him. And then Rick heard the barking of a dog, and a

