He turned and lifted the shot gun to his shoulder and pulled the
triggers; both barrels went off in such a violent explosion that many
of the loggers again tumbled to the ground. Clouds of dust dropped from
the mountain side and blanketed the plain. When the wind had thinned
out the fog the amazed loggers saw the beginnings of a new forest
before them. The loads from the two shells had sheared off a thousand
trees; they had dropped straightly down and plunged their tops into the
plain. And there they stood, the strangest grove ever seen by man. The
small brushy tops of the trees were imbedded in the ground, and their
huge bare trunks were swaying high in the air. Before the loggers had
recovered from their astonishment at the sight Paul Bunyan was firing
again; and all that day the terrific explosions of his gun, and the
falling clouds of dust from the mountain addled the loggers. At sundown
he had completed the circuit around the Mountain That Stood On Its
Head; its slopes were shorn of trees, and the plain underneath once
more had a forest. It was an amazing artificial one, and the loggers
doubted if they could get used to it. But it promised easy logging, and
when their leader ordered them into camp they went singing. It looked
like the good old times were back.
“Now,” said Paul Bunyan to his foreman, “the idea has mastered the
material. I turn the job over to you. Go to it in the morning. In the
meantime, I’ll invent a way to log off the foot of the mountain which
towers yonder among the clouds.”
Hels Helsen said nothing; but he scowled and scratched his head.
In the morning Paul Bunyan was figuring briskly, quite content again,
when he noticed a stir in the camp that was unusual for the late hour.
He looked out and saw the loggers wandering idly about. They said that
Hels Helsen had not ordered them to roll out but had gone to the woods
himself. Sensing that a struggle was at hand for the dominance of the
camp, and realizing that the powerful and obtuse Hels Helsen could only
be conquered by physical force, Paul Bunyan ordered his men to remain
behind, and he started after the foreman.
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