Jenks had
described, nor were there any traces of men having gone back and
forth among the mountains, as might have been expected of the
diamond makers, for, as Mr. Jenks had said, they made frequent
journeys to the settlement for food, and other supplies.
"Well, I haven't begun to give up yet," announced Tom, on the
third day, when their quest was still unsuccessful. "But I think
we are making one mistake."
"What is that?" inquired Mr. Jenks.
"I think we should go up higher. In my opinion the cave is near
the top of some peak; isn't it, Mr. Jenks?"
"I have that impression, though, as you know, I never saw the
outside of it. Still, it might not be a bad idea to ascend some
of these peaks."
Following this suggestion, they laid their trail more toward
the sky, and that night found them encamped several thousand feet
above the sea-level. It was quite cool, and the campfire was a
big one about which they sat after supper, talking of many
things.
Tom did not sleep well that night. He tossed from side to side
on the bed of boughs, and once or twice got up to replenish the
fire, which had burned low. His companions were in deep slumber.
"I wonder what time it is?" mused Tom, when he had been up the
third time to throw wood on the blaze. "Must be near morning." He
looked at his watch, and was somewhat startled to see that it was
only a little after twelve.
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