Frank hastened away, looking for some mode of getting there. In a short time, he found a place to ascend, and lost no time in doing so. When he came panting to the top of the bluff, the little girl was waiting, having seated herself contentedly on a stone, where she could call down to Barney. Seeing Frank, she held out her arms, crying: "I's awsul glad you tome! I'll be your Fairy now." "You have been my good fairy to-day, little one," he earnestly said, as he lifted her in his arms and kissed her cheek. "Without doubt you saved my life." "Mamma says I's pritty dood Fairy all the time." "I haven't a doubt of it." "But I's awsul hundry now. I touldn't find mamma, and I walked and walked, and I falled down and tored my dress, and I dot tired and awsul hundry, and I cwyed some, and nen I 'membered mamma told me it wasn't nice to cwy, and I walked again, and I heard somebody talkin', and I looked down and it was you." She ended with a happy laugh, clasping her arms about his neck. "Where is your mamma?" "Oh, I don't know now," she answered, a little cloud coming to her face. "I touldn't find her. You tate me to her." "You do not live near here?" "We live in New Yort." "New York?" "Yeth, thir. Dat's a dreat bid place wif lots and lots of houses." "Then you must be traveling with your mamma?" "I's trafeling wizout her now. We has had jes' the longest wides on the cars. And we stopped in lots of places, but we didn't find papa." "Then your papa is not with you?" "Papa goed away long time ago, and that made mamma cwy. I seed her weadin' a letter and cwyin' awsul hard, and papa didn't tome bat some more. You know where to find my papa?" "No, little one, I do not; but I will help you find your mother. What did you say your name is?" "Fay. Tometimes mamma talls me Fairy." "What is all your name--the rest of it besides Fay?" "Why, jes' Fairy. I's awsul hundry. Dot a tookie?" Finding himself unable to learn her full name from her lips, Frank started for the foot of the bluff, bearing her in his arms. CHAPTER XXVI. OLD ROCKS. Barney was waiting, and he drew a breath of relief when Frank appeared with the child. "Oi wur afraid th' litthle darlint would tumble off bafore ye could rache her," he said. "But I tept wight away from the edge, same as you toldt me to," chirped Fay, cheerfully. "If I did tumbled, you tould catch me." "Begorra! Oi wur ready to thry it, me swate." "You never wanted to see me fall and hurt myself bad, did you?" "Nivver a bit." Frank told Barney how much he had been able to learn from her lips, and they were not long in deciding it would be folly for them to attempt to find Fay's mother. "The guide is the one to do that," said Frank. "Roight, me b'y. Ould Rocks knows ivery inch av th' parruk." "Then we had better return to camp at once." "Sure." "But the buffalo--I had forgotten them. We have not obtained that picture." "An' nivver a bit we will this doay, Frankie." "Why not?"