. The top of the continent; the story of a cheerful journey through our national parks. ofMains, that you shall do sad penance for your for thirty risings and settings of the sun shallyou, at midday, descend even to the depths of thiscanyon, cross it on your knees, climb the other side,and on your knees creep to the Holy Picture which isembedded in its wall; and there shall you lie upon yourface for the space of one hour, confessing your sinsand begging for forgiveness and mercy. The priest vanished and presently Maia, forgettingeven dolly in her distress, moved slowly to the grea
. The top of the continent; the story of a cheerful journey through our national parks. ofMains, that you shall do sad penance for your for thirty risings and settings of the sun shallyou, at midday, descend even to the depths of thiscanyon, cross it on your knees, climb the other side,and on your knees creep to the Holy Picture which isembedded in its wall; and there shall you lie upon yourface for the space of one hour, confessing your sinsand begging for forgiveness and mercy. The priest vanished and presently Maia, forgettingeven dolly in her distress, moved slowly to the greatrock alongside of which the trail descended to theseries of ladders by which the community house andthe top of the Mesa were connected. But further adventure was in store for her on thiseventful day. As she grasped firmly a small pine andlowered her foot to the first rung of the top ladder sheglanced upward and saw a strange face peering at herover a low bush. Maia stopped and gazed, but the face was a moment she thought herself mistaken. But she THE MYSTERY OF THE MESA 49. could not havebeen mistaken;the face surelyhad been remain-ed for sometime, heart beatwildly, for thiswas not the faceof any of herown people, andstrangers camerarely and forno peaceful pur-pose. It was not even the face of any of the peoples ofthe innumerable smaller communitiesthat dotted for many miles the can-yon cliffs of the Green Tableland. Itwas a lighter-colored face with thickhooked nose and fierce eyes. It wasdaubed with streaks of brilliant paint,was surmounted by long eagle feathers,sure about the feathers. She glanced upward and sawa strange face peering at her Yes, and itShe felt quite 50 THE TOP OF THE CONTINENT Maia was sadly frightened and began to descendthe ladder rapidly. Then she missed dolly. Now where was dolly ? Yes, she remembered. Maiapaused. Directly below her the cliff fell abruptly athousand feet, but she thought nothing of that. Whatwould that
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