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looked back, and his
face was as pale as death. He waved his hands above him, and then
shouting for the others to follow, he whipped up his horse furiously.
The animal plunged into the snow, and tossed and floundered and made
a rush onward.
But the other drivers held back, and, instead of following, shouted to
the first driver to stop, and cried to the passengers to hold on. Not a cry
of fear escaped from any one of the ladies. All did as they were directed,
and grasped the stakes of their sleds, looking up at the slope with white
lips, and expectation of horror in their eyes, watching for the avalanche.
And down it came, a vast mass of snow and ice--down it came,
irresistibly, tremendously, with a force that nothing could withstand.
All eyes watched its progress in the silence of utter and helpless terror.
It came. It struck. All the sleds in the rear escaped, but Minnie's sled
lay in the course of the falling mass. The driver had madly rushed into
the very midst of the danger which he sought to avoid. A scream from
Minnie and a cry of despair from the driver burst upon the ears of the
horrified listeners, and the sled that bore them, buried in the snow, went
over the edge of the slope, and downward to the abyss.
CHAPTER II.
THE PERILOUS DESCENT.
The shriek of Minnie and the driver's cry of despair were both stopped

abruptly by the rush of snow, and were smothered in the heap under
which they were buried. The whole party stood paralyzed, gazing
stupidly downward where the avalanche was hurrying on to the abyss,
bearing with it the ill-fated Minnie. The descent was a slope of smooth
snow, which went down at an angle of forty-five degrees for at least a
thousand feet. At that point there seemed to be a precipice. As their
aching eyes watched the falling mass they saw it approach this place,
and then as it came near the whole avalanche seemed to divide as
though it had been severed by some projecting rock. It divided thus,
and went to ruin; while in the midst of the ruin they saw the sled,
looking like a helpless boat in the midst of foaming breakers. So, like
such a helpless boat, it was dashed forward, and shot out of sight over
the precipice.
Whither had it gone? Into what abyss had it fallen? What lay beneath
that point over which it had been thrown? Was it the fierce torrent that
rolled there, or were there black rocks and sharp crags lying at the foot
of the awful precipice? Such were the questions which flashed through
every mind, and deepened the universal horror into universal despair.
In the midst of this general dismay Ethel was the first to speak and to
act. She started to her feet, and looking back, called in a loud voice:
"Go down after her! A thousand pounds to the man who saves her!
Quick!"
At this the drivers came forward. None of them could understand
English, and so had not comprehended her offer; but they saw by her
gestures what she wanted. They, however, did not seem inclined to act.
They pointed down, and pointed up, and shook their heads, and
jabbered some strange, unintelligible patois.
"Cowards!" cried Ethel, "to leave a young girl to die. I will go down
myself."
And then, just as she was, she stepped from the sled, and paused for a
moment, looking down the slope as though selecting a place. Lady
Dalrymple and Mrs. Willoughby screamed to her to come back, and the

drivers surrounded her with wild gesticulations. To all this she paid no
attention whatever, and would certainly have gone down in another
moment had not a hand been laid on her arm, and a voice close by her
said, with a strong foreign accent,
"Mees!"
She turned at once.
It was the foreign gentleman who had been driving behind the party. He
had come up and had just reached the place. He now stood before her
with his hat in one hand and the other hand on his heart.
"Pardon, mees," he said, with a bow. "Eet is too periloss. I sall go down
eef you 'low me to mak ze attemp."
"Oh, monsieur," cried Ethel, "save her if you can!"
"Do not fear. Be calm. I sall go down. Nevare mine."
The stranger now turned to the drivers, and spoke to them in their own
language. They all obeyed at once. He was giving them explicit
directions in a way that showed a perfect command of the situation. It
now appeared that each sled had a coil of rope, which was evidently
supplied from an apprehension of some