"Just look at that mountain over yonder! And see how the river winds along through the valley below here!"
"It is very fine, indeed!" returned Andy. "But I'll tell you what: I would rather be on horseback than in the wagon. It seems to me that some of the bends around the mountain side are positively dangerous."
"Oh, I guess not, Andy. Why, look, there is a regular wagon road. If other wagons can pass along here, I fancy we can do so, too."
"Other wagons may not be as heavy as ours, with that big case tied on behind. Don't you notice how Billy slips every once in a while?"
"Well, we might have had him shod sharp when we had the wagon overhauled," returned Matt slowly, as he noticed for the first time that Billy did slip more than usual. "We can have it done daring our stop at Mauch Chunk or at Lehighton, if it becomes necessary. Maybe we are on the wrong road again."
"Well, certainly this road is growing worse instead of better," said Andy soberly. "Just look at that turn ahead! The road isn't over ten feet wide, and it slopes down to that steep hill"
"Drive as close to the inside wall as you can," was Matt's somewhat nervous reply, as he saw
