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When they
stopped they thought they faintly heard the
trickle of water. Using Mober’s big marshmallow
light, Hoo held it up and looked around. "Hey
Granma, there’s water running down the rocks
and dripping off into a pool somewhere." "Well,
unless the rocks are poison, it should be good
water," said G. Julio 'vestigated' and
found a pool that he thought the frog would
stay in and took him out of his pocket, rather
wrinkled and dry looking. So in the water he
went: kerplop!. The frog swam across the pool
(it was only about 2 feet wide), and then swam
back again. "He’s getting his exercise," said
the Hoo. J led the horses over to get a drink too.
Pepper’s marshmallow light shone about
20 feet out against the wall, beyond the pool.
There was some green lichen and grass like
moss growing on the rocks. J led Pepper over
and pointed her nose at it. She began to nibble.
Mober of course was curious and came and pushed
Pepper out of the way. Julio climbed a scraggly
pink, white & red crag with Mober’s big
light and hung it over the top. It lit up an
area about 50 feet or so beyond. They saw lots
of lichen and moss. So the horses had something
to nibble on and keep them busy. J was a little
afraid they might fall into the pool so he
stacked some big rocks around it while G hung
up the hammock.
There was still a handful of berries and mushrooms
left, and G opened the burlap with the rooty
‘tater things in it that Marsha 399 had given
her. "We still have some carrots from Burrbear‘s
place," said G. "If we had a few sticks
for a little fire, we could put these on a stick
and roast them," said G. "Do you think
you can find any sticks Hoo?" "Hey,
we could give the horses some carrots," said
J. "Yeah, a couple" said G, "but
carrots won’t fill them up and carrots might
just fill us up some." Julio was digging
around in the bag for carrots and said "Here’s
an avocado too."
Julio, wearing his headlight, began walking around,
looking behind rocks and everywhere for sticks.
There was a dark opening just to his right. He
crept closer. His headlight shone in upon a stone
table and chairs. There were wooden shelves along
the walls. That might do, he thought. Too bad
they didn’t have a hatchet or anything sharp
but his little pocketknife.
He cautiously crept in a little ways and touched
one of the shelves. It fell on the floor and splintered
into a lot of small pieces. "Well how convenient" said
Julio to himself. He picked up some pieces and
brought them over to where G had spread out the
little horse blankets on the mountain floor. "Do
you still have some matches Granma?" he asked. "Well,
yes I do … and just look at you! A whole armful
of wood!" said G. "Take your pocket
knife and make some teeny weeny pieces for starting
the fire. We don’t have any paper or anything like
that," G instructed. She was looking for a
piece of hard wood that she could stick the mushrooms
and ‘tater things on. "Man, this is hard work,
isn’t it Hoo?" asked G. "Yep, sure is,
But it’s fun." he shrugged. Hoo remembered
the leaf in his pocket that the frog road on. It
was dry now and rather a large leaf. "We
can use this to help," he said. "Hey
that will do just dandy!" said G.
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