“You can see the fight even more impressively in the Cretaceous
Period, some millions of years later than the Bone Cabin dinosaurs.
By that time the huge but clumsy and helpless amphibious dinosaurs
had become extinct. The unarmored Camptosaurus, Iguanodonts and their
relatives had taken to the water as swimmers rather than waders, and
had become the Duck-billed dinosaurs, with rows of small teeth behind
a duck-like bill, web feet and a powerful swimming tail.
[Illustration:
_Courtesy of American Museum of Natural History._
TRACHODON, A DUCK-BILLED DINOSAUR.
Reptile, sixteen feet high, alarmed by the approach of a huge
carnivorous Tyrannosaurus, ready to plunge into the water for safety.]
“The armored dinosaurs had developed stronger armor, while another
group had devised a novel and most extraordinary protection, a huge
buckler over the head and tremendous horns over the eyes and on top
of the nose. There were the Horned Dinosaurs, with their huge
heads. One of these, Triceratops, he of the three-horned face, had
a neck with an enormous bony frill like the spiked collar that some
bulldogs wear, as well as his threatening horns. He was a powerful
beast, Perry, this Triceratops, and must have been able to hold his
own against the terrible carnivorous dinosaurs that threatened every
moment of their lives.”
“Were they as big?”
“Yes, bigger and far more menacing. Tyrannosaurus, the Tyrant
Saurian, was perhaps the fiercest creature that ever drew breath
upon the earth. He reached a length of forty-seven feet and stood
twenty feet high, standing upon his huge hind legs. His head was more
than four feet long and his deep jaws bore a grim array of tearing
six-inch teeth. The hind legs, though larger than those of elephants,
had feet like those of birds, with sharp ripping claws, and the
forefeet were clawed like the talons of an eagle.”
“Not much chance if a thing like that got after you,” the boy
ejaculated.
“It would be a mistake, though, Perry,” his uncle warned him, “to
imagine even the Tyrannosaurus as swift or active. An animal larger
than an elephant, with a tiny reptile brain, smaller than a man’s
clenched fist, could never have leapt or sprung upon a foe, but must
have advanced with a heavy lumbering run. There came the value, my
boy, of the great massive defense of Triceratops, the three-horned,
for while that heavy head with the neck collar of plates would have
been of little value against a small, swift enemy, it might easily
impale the ponderous Tyrannosaurus as he ran fiercely though clumsily
onward to the fight. They were slow and deadly fighters, Perry, those
giant reptiles of old, and probably, every meeting meant the death of
one or both, and was ended with the first or second grapple.”
“I wish we could see one of those fights between two scrappy monster
Saurians, anyway,” the boy said wistfully.
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