one is of heavy cloth. Couldn't we tear those into strips--?"

"Of course! How wise of you to think of it!" replied the other girl.
"Daddy, we can provide a rope!" she cried, and she quickly whispered to
him what Alice had suggested.

"The very thing!" he agreed. "Quick, slip behind the bushes there and
remove your underskirts. I'll have my knife ready to slit it into
strips."

While the two moving picture girls retired for a moment their father
quickly explained their plan.

"And you may have our skirts, too," said Miss Pennington. "Only mine is
of such thin material--"

"So is mine, unfortunately," added Miss Dixon.

"Fortunately I think the two skirts of my daughters will be sufficient,"
said Mr. DeVere, as he opened his keen-bladed knife.

"Oh, I am going down!" cried Mr. Bunn, in anguished tones.

"Here are the skirts!" cried Alice, as she came out with her own and
Ruth's over her arm.

Ready hands aided Mr. DeVere in cutting the stout material into strips
that were quickly knotted together, making a strong rope.

"It's a shame to spoil your suit," said Paul to Alice.