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"Oh, Dad just nibbles when he has his tizwin spells, and Mena ate hers mid-morning." The table top had been scrubbed. Lennon sat down at the nearest corner and fell to on the omelette and fried chicken, cream cheese, salad, cornbread and honey that she set before him. The food was all served in bowls and jugs of quaintly beautiful ancient cliff-dweller pottery.
I remember once when we were having dinner somewhere you kept asking me about the Cliff-Dweller ruins. Do they still interest you?" "Of course they do. I've always wanted to go down there long before I ever got in for this." "I don't think I told you, but my father owns a whole canyon full of Cliff-Dweller ruins.
A square figure with interior parallel squares extending to the center is also found, as elsewhere, in cliff-dweller pictography. After the road from old Camp Verde to Flagstaff passes a deserted cabin at Beaver Head, it winds up a steep hill of lava or malpais to the top of the Mogollones.
Flints and stones and strange curved sticks and pottery they found; and twisted grass rope that crumbled in their hands, and bits of whitish stone which crushed to powder at a touch and seemed to vanish in the air. "That white stuff was bone," said Venters, slowly. "Bones of a cliff-dweller." "No!" exclaimed Bess. "Here's another piece. Look!... Whew! dry, powdery smoke! That's bone."
"That would make Cochise feel better." To the vast surprise of Lennon Carmena took this preposterous proposal seriously. "All right, Blossom. But not a drop of tizwin, mind. This way, Jack." The doorway opened into a large living-room, homelike with bright-hued Navaho rugs, a quantity of cliff-dweller pottery, and a sufficiency of heavy, comfortable furniture hewn out of cedar.
Now Mike himself was a sad musician, and the sound of him fandangoin' uncertainly up and down the fretful spine of that instrument was a tribulation I'd put up with on account of friendship, pure and simple, but when that discord-lovin' lady cliff-dweller set all evenin' in our tent and scraped snake-dances out of them catguts with a fish-bone, I pulled my freight and laid out in the moonlight with the dogs.
You have lived in the lower forms, and have worked your way arduously along the Path until now you are reaching the stage of Spiritual Consciousness in which the past and future will begin to appear plain to you for the first time. You have lived as the cave-man the cliff-dweller the savage the barbarian.
The few cliff-dwellings he had seen all ruins had left him with haunting memory of age and solitude and of something past. He had come, in a way, to be a cliff-dweller himself, and those silent eyes would look down upon him, as if in surprise that after thousands of years a man had invaded the valley.
To the rear of the front row of rooms was a large chamber heaped with cliff-dweller mummies. "Slade had them all dumped in here," explained Carmena. "Like the Indians, Elsie is still scared of them. But they have been dead a long time, poor things. They'll not hurt anybody. They'd protect you, Blossom, if Cochise should get up the cliff and you hid in that corner. He thinks them bad medicine.
I took a kodak shot at this, also at a group of tousle-headed children at the door of a decrepit shanty built entirely within a crevice of the rock their Hibernian mother, with one hand holding an apron over her head, and the other shielding her eyes, shrilly crying to a neighboring cliff-dweller: "Miss McCarthy! Miss McCarthy! There's a feller here, a photergraph'n' all the people in the Bottom!
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