I told him I thought I should go right on about my business, just as
though I had not had the honor of his acquaintance; that I did not
consider he could possibly prevent me from doing just as I liked. But
such talk aside, he was not so strong or powerful as he undoubtedly
thought he was; that he had plenty of bulk, I was willing to admit, but
it was nothing else—it had no life in it.
This he did not agree with; but I insisted I was right, for I was sure I
could outrun him, or outjump him, and do anything requiring quickness
better than he could.
He only grinned.
I told him he certainly must admit I could jump higher than he could in
proportion to my height.
I stood in the middle of the path, and springing nimbly upward, caught a
branch of the tree and brought it down with me, being exceedingly
careful not to pluck a leaf from it.
The limb next above that one was several good feet higher and quite
strong enough to sustain his weight should he reach it, as I knew he
quite well could.
The temptation was too great for him, and so he walked backward, to keep
it in view all the time, to where I had stood, and stooping gave a very
fine leap, in which he caught the branch all well enough, and I likewise
caught his feet and ran swiftly in the direction in which I wished to
go, a sufficient distance to bring him his full length on the ground,
which he struck with sufficient force to stun or daze him, and he was
not aware of my escape until I was too far away for him to overtake me,
and I saw no more of him.
[Illustration]
My ears next caught a sound which turned out to be the bellowing of a
herd of cattle, coming at a terrific speed down my path. There were
several hundred of them, according to the count I made of them as they
were passing me, and they were in very much of a hurry and frightfully
excited, one old bull in the lead having his head down, uttering
dreadful cries and snorting viciously.
They would quickly be upon me, and they were so thick and dense I could
not squeeze to one side and let them pass without being trod upon.
My presence of mind saved me from an awful death; a few seconds longer
of delay on my part and I should have been crushed by their horrid
hoofs. In those few seconds I grasped a sapling, bent its top into the
path, took a firm hold and let go the other hand, swinging clear of
their heads and horns just in the nick of time.
And my new dilemma was as great as the one I had safely passed. The
leaves were so thick and so were the little branches, it became a very
serious matter to fall to the ground without carrying with me a leaf or
two or a twig or so. I was satisfied I could not escape such a
catastrophe, and was about to resign myself to my fate, when a most
peculiar thing happened.
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