106 The Mountaineer 



But let me now give the story in Marjorie's own 

 language : 



"After awhile I got over my fright. I felt that I 

 was secure on the ice ledge, and I knew that my friends 

 up above, would do everything necessary to get me out 

 of the crevasse. All that I had to do was to wait 

 patiently — and keep from freezing. Oh, it zvas cold 

 there ! I was thirty-five feet down in the solid ice, with 

 a short-sleeved waist and a calico skirt, and the awful 

 cold coming out from the glacier. I grew numb. But 

 I knew I must not go to sleep. I must keep awake at 

 any cost. 



"To make things worse for me, I was sitting in ice 

 water up to my knees ! 



"I knew there were no ropes in the party, or any 

 other things to work with except one axe. 



"Within a few moments I heard Mrs. Davis' voice 

 way up above, calling down to me, and I answered. 

 Then she called again : 'Marjorie, you must not go to 

 sleep. Keep awake until we can get you out of the ice !' 



"And I said I would. But it was hard work. I 

 began to sing all of the little pieces I knew, and to 

 recite all of the poems I had learned. Over and over 

 I said "ihese things. Then I sang again. I had to keep 

 awake. 



"Within a few minutes I received some clothing. 

 Mrs. Davis took off her own skirt and threw it down 

 to me. It arrived all right. Then a rubber focusing 

 cloth came down, and I got that also. I wrapped them 

 around my bare arms and shoulders, and they helped 

 a whole lot. 



"Finally it began to grow dark. Then it got real 

 dark. It was night up above on the glacier. And it 

 was awful dark down below in the ice. 



"But I knew they were going for ropes and axes 

 and would get me out. I must wait and keep awake till 

 they got the ropes. 



