The hinny of Jeanette echoed wildly from the cliffs, and was answered by the bark and howl of the prairie-wolf.

These sounds, together with the more ominous snort of the bear, kept sleep from the eyes of our adventurers.

They dared not go to sleep, unless by perching themselves in the trees; as they knew not the moment the bear might come up to the summit.

Sleeping upon the slender branch of a mountain pine is more painful than pleasant; and all three preferred keeping awake.
Morning broke at length.

The first light showed that the shaggy sentinel was still at her post.