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The Troll Garden and Selected Stories by Willa Sibert Cather
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north, they could hear the children crying from the edge of the
bluff where they had crawled out, but they didn't see a sign of a
grown Indian, and nobody has ever been up there since."

We exclaimed at this dolorous legend and sat up.

"There couldn't have been many people up there," Percy demurred.
"How big is the top, Tip?"

"Oh, pretty big. Big enough so that the rock doesn't look
nearly as tall as it is. The top's bigger than the base. The
bluff is sort of worn away for several hundred feet up. That's one
reason it's so hard to climb."

I asked how the Indians got up, in the first place.

"Nobody knows how they got up or when. A hunting party came
along once and saw that there was a town up there, and that was
all."

Otto rubbed his chin and looked thoughtful. "Of course there
must be some way to get up there. Couldn't people get a rope over
someway and pull a ladder up?"

Tip's little eyes were shining with excitement. "I know a
way. Me and Uncle Bill talked it over. There's a kind of rocket
that would take a rope over--lifesavers use 'em--and then you could
hoist a rope ladder and peg it down at the bottom and make it tight
with guy ropes on the other side. I'm going to climb that there
bluff, and I've got it all planned out."
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