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Updated: June 19, 2025
Can't you see him?" I could not, and he tried to point to it with my rifle. Just at that instant what I had supposed to be a brown rock came to life in a whirl of dust and vanished into the ravine below. We waited breathlessly for perhaps a minute it seemed hours then the head and shoulders of a sheep appeared from behind a bowlder. I aimed low and fired, and the animal crumpled in its tracks.
From the summit of a granite bowlder, a hundred yards in advance of them, came a shrill whoop, and there stood the object of their search, firmly erect and seemingly unharmed. "Boy all right," said Big Tongue. "Better come down." "Two Arrows no fool," said Long Bear. "Go slow. Watch dog." One-eye still trotted on, but more slowly, until he turned the corner of the rock.
The opening was comparatively small, so that after considerable effort I was able to lug up a bowlder from the valley below which entirely blocked it.
By this time Wade had thrown himself down on his stomach behind a bowlder to Santry's left and was shooting methodically at the door of the house, directly in front of him. He knew that door. It was built of inch lumber and was so located that a bullet, after passing through it, would rake the interior of the cabin from end to end.
The bear lay perhaps a hundred feet from the marmot's home, and the marmot had fed perhaps forty feet from it a distance he could quickly cover if the visitor showed unfriendly symptoms. But there were no symptoms. It was all over so quickly that I was left dazed and breathless. There was a small bowlder about four feet high in the midst of a tiny hayfield where the marmot fed.
The lower slope of the hill was grassy, with scattered live oaks and here and there a huge bowlder. It was one of these live oaks, the biggest of them all, with wide-spreading branches drooping almost to the ground, that Cliff pointed out as an excellent concealment for an airplane. "Run it under there, and who would ever suspect? Mateo is there already with his woman and the kiddies.
When his presence was announced, neither the cony nor I could see him because of an intervening upthrust of rock. Soon the weasel appeared, circling the rock where the cony had been sunning himself, searching beneath it, hurrying along the tunnels through which the cony had fled. Emerging upon the bowlder, he paused for a few seconds as he looked in all directions.
Luck demanded with his mouth drawn down viciously at the corners and his eyes warm with affection and gratitude. "What possessed your fool heart to ride into this trap?" "We-ell, dang it, we had t' ride som'ers, didn't we?" Applehead, safe behind a bowlder, pulled off his greasy, gray Stetson and polished his bald head disconcertedly.
As the lizard approached, the loosened rock slid forward, and dropped squarely upon the reptile's broad back. It was a bowlder nearly as large as the Very Young Man himself, but the gigantic reptile shook it off, writhing and twisting for an instant, and hurling the smaller loose rocks about the floor of the gully with its struggles.
Everything was rock, bowlder and darkness now. The early morning wind was sighing through the pines up the mountain side at the south. All else was silence. Presently they heard him hail: "Come on! Here we are!" Jim touched up his wearied team and soon, under the captain's guidance, was bumping up a little side trail.
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