BOBBY LYNX OF BOUND-TOP 85 
down the steep mountainside, forming 
very high banks of rocks, at the top of 
which the pines and the beech trees and 
the maples grow so close together that the 
ravine always seems dark and mysterious. 
The stream, though narrow, is deep and 
as it has dashed down the steep hillside, it 
has formed a series of beautiful cascades 
one right below another. Old King 
Winter had seen these waterfalls and 
knew just how beautiful he and Jack 
Frost could make them. They had 
worked together for several bitterly cold 
days and nights and now, as Mollie 
hopped up the ravine,—it was like Fairy¬ 
land ! All the spray that the water threw 
over the branches and twigs of the trees 
and bushes, Jack Frost had turned into 
glittering silver, so that each small bush 
looked like a little brown soldier, carry¬ 
ing hundreds of shining spears. Then 
Jack had caught each drop of water as it 
