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Updated: June 14, 2025
Bawr, the Chief, came last, seeing to it that there were no laggards; and as the tail of the straggling procession left the pass he climbed swiftly to the nearest pinnacle of rock to take observation.
Breathless, and clutching at her bosom with one hand, the girl fell at Bawr's feet. "A-ya says, 'Come quick!" she gasped. "They are too many. They run over the fires and trample us." Grôm sprang forward with a cry, then stopped and looked at his Chief. "Go, you," said Bawr, "and bring them to us. I will stay here and look to the rafts."
But Grôm hesitated, fearing lest annoyance should befall A-ya if he left her alone with his enemies. "And the girl, Chief?" said he. "I would not have her troubled." Bawr turned. He swept a comprehensive and significant glance over the gaping crowd. "The girl A-ya," said he in his great voice which thundered over the amphitheater, "is Grôm's woman. I have spoken."
It was a third as tall again at the shoulders as the biggest Himalayan tiger, its head was flat-skulled like a tiger's, and its upper jaw was armed with two long, yellow, saber-like tusks, projecting downwards below the lower jaw. This appalling monster started after Bawr with a swift, crouching rush, as silent, for all its weight, as if its feet were shod with thistledown.
And then he saw it was none other than the great chief, Bawr himself, hunting alone after his haughty and daring fashion. Between Grôm and Bawr there was the fullest understanding, and Grôm would have whistled that plover-cry, his private signal, but for the risk of interfering with Bawr's chase.
Bawr gave orders, rapid and concise; and the combatants lined out in a double rank along the front of the plateau some three or four paces behind the piles of wood. They were armed with stone-headed clubs, large or small, according to personal taste, and each carried at least three flint-tipped spears.
"Then," said Grôm, "if Bawr will allow me, I will go and find a place for us, and come again quickly and lead the tribe thither by the shortest way." "It is good!" said Bawr, quick to see what dangerous wanderings might be spared to the tribe by this plan. "When will you go?" "In to-morrow's morning-red," answered Grôm.
To Bawr, who had had some experience in his day with the red bear and the saber-tooth, and who had not yet seen all that these dancing tongues of gold and scarlet could do, the enterprise seemed a formidable one. But he sagaciously reserved his judgment, pondering things that he felt sure Grôm would not dream of.
Leaning upon his club and gazing thoughtfully across the scene of incredible destruction, Bawr told himself that never again, so long as the memory of this night survived, would the Bow-legs dare to come against his people. Then wild lamentation from the women drew the Chief into the cave.
It was the Cave Man's first view of the Mammoth which had not yet developed the shaggy coat it was later to grow on the cold sub-Artic plains. Recovering at length from his amazement, Bawr remarked: "They seem to have two tails, those new beasts a little tail behind, in the usual place, and a very big tail in front, which they use as a hand. They are very many, and very terrible.
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