BOBBY LYNX OF BOUND-TOP 87 
zled,—her little feet sliding every now 
and then on the gleaming ice. 
Now,—Mollie was sure that she had 
seen some delicious roots sticking out of 
these banks but she could not find them. 
So she hopped along, sniffing and smell¬ 
ing and listening to what the wind was 
trying to tell her and farther and farther 
up the ravine she went. Now,—this was 
a very dangerous thing for a little rabbit 
to do, for she was in plain sight on the 
white, gleaming ice and, if any enemy 
happened to spy her,—what chance would 
she have in this icy, narrow gorge! But 
the wind only brought sweet smells of 
pine and fir and so Mollie hopped along. 
And then, in the very steepest part of the 
ravine, right near the edge of the widest, 
highest waterfall of all, she smelled some 
delicious roots that, by some chance, had 
not been covered with ice. 
It made Mollie dizzy to look back down 
