After an hour’s riding White Mesa itself jutted up, in a long
escarpment, shimmering with heat, in the immense distances. As they
gradually neared it Sid felt that never had he beheld such a place.
The odd chalky formation rose in ramparts and pinnacles, like bastions
of huge whitened giant’s bones. By moonlight one could well expect to
see whole regiments of bleached skeletons of departed Indians skipping
across it. But there were living beings there, now!
“What did I tell you?” chortled Big John. “Them little moving dots
along the base is Injuns, on their ponies. Somethin’ doin’, thar, boys!”
As they rode nearer to the blazing white sepulcher the moving dots
showed color and took form. They were the Navaho, a lot of them. Soon
some stopped to look at them and there was a commotion among the tiny
black figures. Then a lone rider galloped furiously out toward them,
mounted on a large black horse.
“That’s no Injun, an’ no pony--it’s Major Hinchman himself!” exclaimed
Big John as the rider streaked out toward them.
The man waved his sombrero. “Hi! Hi!--Back!--Halt!” he called excitedly
as he thundered toward them.
“Yaas--we’re haltin’, a lot!” muttered Big John as they all reined up
and he called back Ruler. “Wonder what’s up?”
“Hi!--Is that you, boys?--Howdy, strangers--get right down!”
yelled the white giant on the horse, for it was Hinchman himself.
“Jee-mentley-dingit, but it’s a mercy of Providence that you-all
happened to come this way!” he exploded as he rode up close. “I
couldn’t have met you at Monument Canyon with this coming off. But I
see you’ve got the dawgs--Jeementley but they look good to me! Whar’s
the Colonel, Sid?”
“Father’s laid up, sir, over in the Grand Canyon,” explained Sid. “Had
a mix-up with a whale of a grizzly and got mauled some, but he’ll be
all right, soon. It’s an old-time California silver-tip, Major, the
biggest bear I ever saw. Got him in back of Buckskin. Niltci’s looking
after father, while we came over----”
“_Niltci!_ Eh? Splen--did!” beamed Major Hinchman, his keen face
lighting up with joy and relief. “You don’t tell me! Nothing on earth
can convince these Injuns but that the Black Panther came and took him
that night----”
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