What, and never even deliver the Bible?
"It would be wicked to return with it!" In a cleft of the rock she placed it, and then, to prevent the wind blowing off loose leaves, she placed a stone on top, and fled from the dreadful place.
That night, when Quonab and Rolf had finished theic meal of corn and roasted coon, the old man climbed the rock to look at the sky.

The book caught his eye at once, evidently hidden there carefully, and therefore in cache.

A cache is a sacred thing to an Indian.

He disturbed it not, but later asked Rolf, "That yours ?" "No." It was doubtless the property of some one who meant to return for it, so they left it untouched.

It rested there for many months, till the winter storms came down, dismantling the covers, dissolving the pages, but leaving such traces as, in the long afterward, served to identify the book and give the rock the other name, the one it bears to-day--"Bible Rock, where Quonab, the son of Cos Cob, used to live.".