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the last of the plainsmen-第35章

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〃He's gone down! He's gone down!〃 raged Jones; stamping the ground。 〃What luck! What miserable luck! But don't quit; spread along the rim; boys; and look for him。 Cougars can't fly。 There's a break in the rim somewhere。〃

The rock wall; on which we dizzily stood; dropped straight down for a thousand feet; to meet a long; pinyon…covered slope; which graded a mile to cut off into what must have been the second wall。 We were far west of Clarke's trail now; and faced a point above where Kanab Canyon; a red gorge a mile deep; met the great canyon。 As I ran along the rim; looking for a fissure or break; my gaze seemed impellingly drawn by the immensity of this thing I could not name; and for which I had as yet no intelligible emotion。

Two 〃Waa…hoos〃 in the rear turned me back in double…quick time; and hastening by the horses; I found the three men grouped at the head of a narrow break。

〃He went down here。 Wallace saw him round the base of that tottering crag。〃

The break was wedge…shaped; with the sharp end off toward the rim; and it descended so rapidly as to appear almost perpendicular。 It was a long; steep slide of small; weathered shale; and a place that no man in his right senses would ever have considered going down。 But Jones; designating Frank and me; said in his cool; quick voice:

〃You fellows go down。 Take Jude and Sounder in leash。 If you find his trail below along the wall; yell for us。 Meanwhile; Wallace and I will hang over the rim and watch for him。〃

Going down; in one sense; was much easier than had appeared; for the reason that once started we moved on sliding beds of weathered stone。 Each of us now had an avalanche for a steed。 Frank forged ahead with a roar; and then seeing danger below; tried to get out of the mass。 But the stones were like quicksand; every step he took sunk him in deeper。 He grasped the smooth cliff; to find holding impossible。 The slide poured over a fall like so much water。 He reached and caught a branch of a pinyon; and lifting his feet up; hung on till the treacherous area of moving stones had passed。

While I had been absorbed in his predicament; my avalanche augmented itself by slide on slide; perhaps loosened by his; and before I knew it; I was sailing down with ever…increasing momentum。 The sensation was distinctly pleasant; and a certain spirit; before restrained in me; at last ran riot。 The slide narrowed at the drop where Frank had jumped; and the stones poured over in a stream。 I jumped also; but having a rifle in one hand; failed to hold; and plunged down into the slide again。 My feet were held this time; as in a vise。 I kept myself upright and waited。 Fortunately; the jumble of loose stone slowed and stopped; enabling me to crawl over to one side where there was comparatively good footing。 Below us; for fifty yards was a sheet of rough stone; as bare as washed granite well could be。 We slid down this in regular schoolboy fashion; and had reached another restricted neck in the fissure; when a sliding crash above warned us that the avalanches had decided to move of their own free will。 Only a fraction of a moment had we to find footing along the yellow cliff; when; with a cracking roar; the mass struck the slippery granite。 If we had been on that slope; our lives would not have been worth a grain of the dust flying in clouds above us。 Huge stones; that had formed the bottom of the slides; shot ahead; and rolling; leaping; whizzed by us with frightful velocity; and the remainder groaned and growled its way down; to thunder over the second fall and die out in a distant rumble。

The hounds had hung back; and were not easily coaxed down to us。 From there on; down to the base of the gigantic cliff; we descended with little difficulty。

〃We might meet the old gray cat anywheres along here;〃 said Frank。

The wall of yellow limestone had shelves; ledges; fissures and cracks; any one of which might have concealed a lion。 On these places I turned dark; uneasy glances。 It seemed to me events succeeded one another so rapidly that I had no time to think; to examine; to prepare。 We were rushed from one sensation to another。

〃Gee! look here;〃 said Frank; 〃here's his tracks。 Did you ever see the like of that?〃

Certainly I had never fixed my eyes on such enormous cat…tracks as appeared in the yellow dust at the base of the rim wall。 The mere sight of them was sufficient to make a man tremble。

〃Hold in the dogs; Frank;〃 I called。 〃Listen。 I think I heard a yell。〃

From far above came a yell; which; though thinned out by distance; was easily recognized as Jones's。 We returned to the opening of the break; and throwing our heads back; looked up the slide to see him coming down。

〃Wait for me! Wait for me! I saw the lion go in a cave。 Wait for me!〃

With the same roar and crack and slide of rocks as had attended our descent; Jones bore down on us。 For an old man it was a marvelous performance。 He walked on the avalanches as though he wore seven…league boots; and presently; as we began to dodge whizzing bowlders; he stepped down to us; whirling his coiled lasso。 His jaw bulged out; a flash made fire in his cold eyes。

〃Boys; we've got Old Tom in a corner。 I worked along the rim north and looked over every place I could。 Now; maybe you won't believe it; but I heard him pant。 Yes; sir; he panted like the tired lion he is。 Well; presently I saw him lying along the base of the rim wall。 His tongue was hanging out。 You see; he's a heavy lion; and not used to running long distances。 Come on; now。 It's not far。 Hold in the dogs。 You there with the rifle; lead off; and keep your eyes peeled。〃

Single file; we passed along in the shadow of the great cliff。 A wide trail had been worn in the dust。

〃A lion run…way;〃 said Jones。 〃Don't you smell the cat?〃

Indeed; the strong odor of cat was very pronounced; and that; without the big fresh tracks; made the skin on my face tighten and chill。 As we turned a jutting point in the wall; a number of animals; which I did not recognize; plunged helter…skelter down the canyon slope。

〃Rocky Mountain sheep!〃 exclaimed Jones。 〃Look! Well; this is a discovery。 I never heard of a bighorn in the Canyon。〃

It was indicative of the strong grip Old Tom had on us that we at once forgot the remarkable fact of coming upon those rare sheep in such a place。

Jones halted us presently before a deep curve described by the rim wall; the extreme end of which terminated across the slope in an impassable projecting corner。

〃See across there; boys。 See that black hole。 Old Tom's in there。〃

〃What's your plan?〃 queried the cowboy sharply。

〃Wait。 We'll slip up to get better lay of the land。〃

We worked our way noiselessly along the rim…wall curve for several hundred yards and came to a halt again; this time with a splendid command of the situation。 The trail ended abruptly at the dark cave; so menacingly staring at us; and the corner of the cliff had curled back upon itself。 It was a box…trap; with a drop at the end; too great for any beast; a narrow slide of weathered stone running down; and the rim wall trail。 Old Tom would plainly be compelled to choose one of these directions if he left his cave。

〃Frank; you and I will keep to the wall and stop near that scrub pinyon; this side of the hole。 If I rope him; I can use that tree。〃

Then he turned to me:

〃Are you to be depended on here?〃

〃I? What do you want me to do?〃 I demanded; and my whole breast seemed to sink in。

〃You cut across the head of this slope and take up your position in the slide below the cave; say just by that big stone。 From there you can command the cave; our position and your own。 Now; if it is necessary to kill this lion to save me or Frank; or; of course; yourself; can you be depended upon to kill him?〃

I felt a queer sensation around my heart and a strange tightening of the skin upon my face! What a position for me to be placed in! For one instant I shook like a quivering aspen leaf。 Then because of the pride of a man; or perhaps inherited instincts cropping out at this perilous moment; I looked up and answered quietly:

〃Yes。 I will kill him!〃

〃Old Tom is cornered; and he'll come out。 He can run only two ways: along this trail; or down that slide。 
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