10 LUCY AMONG THE MOUNTAINS.

down, it seemed lonely. In fact, Lucy was a
little afraid.

“ How much farther have we got to go?” she
asked. . ;
“J don’t know,” said her father; ‘it must be
several miles.”

“ Hark! father,” said Lucy, again; “I hear a
roaring.”

“ Yes,” said her father; “it is down in the
valley below us.”

Lucy said nothing in reply to this; but, if her
father could have seen her face, he would have
perceived that she looked anxious and pale. She
did not know what that roaring could be.

“I presume there is a stream there,” said her
father, — “ perhaps a small river.”

“OQ,” said Lucy, “a river roaring. I didn’t
know but that it might be —some— some wild
beasts.”

Lucy was a little ashamed of her fears, and sc
she spoke hesitatingly.

Her mother smiled faintly, and then immedi-
ately looked serious again. In fact, her mother
was a little afraid herself. She did not like cross-
ing rivers so late, in strange and wild places.
She was afraid that the bridge might break down.

Lucy’s father, however, said that he presumed