Two Boys in Wyoming: A Tale of Adventure: (Northwest Series, No. 3)Ellis, Edward Sylvester
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Two Boys in Wyoming: A Tale of Adventure: (Northwest Series, No. 3)
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Frontier and pioneer life -- Wyoming -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories; Wyoming -- Juvenile fiction
"Whew!" exclaimed Jack, with a shudder; "the thought scares me. I
wouldn't undertake it for the world! Suppose, when you had picked your
steps half-way down, you couldn't find a place to rest your hands or
feet; or, in climbing up, you should be stopped within a yard or two of
the top?"
"It would be the end of the chapter for us; but Hank knows the country
so well that he is in no danger of making such a mistake; but none for
us."
In the hope of attracting the notice of their friend the boys shouted to
him, but the roar of the waters was in the ears of the hunter, who would
not have heard the boom of a cannon fired on the cliffs above. He did
not look up or give any heed to their hail. Fred thought of throwing
down a piece of rock, but it was too dangerous. It was liable to be so
deflected from its course as to kill the unsuspicious hunter, who had
assumed great risk as it was.
"Do you see that?" asked Jack.
The question was caused by the action of Hank, who made a leap that
carried him to the top of the boulder nearest him. Then he sprang to a
second and a third, when, to the astonishment of the watchers, he
disappeared.
The reason was apparent. After his last leap he had passed under a
projecting ledge, from which, of course, he would emerge whenever he
chose to do so. But, though the boys watched for a considerable time, he
did not appear; and, realizing that the afternoon was drawing to a
close, they rose to their feet, with the purpose of pushing on to camp.
But to do that they must find a place where the canyon could be crossed,
and they set out on their hunt, which proved less difficult than was
anticipated. Not far off a portion of the rocks on their side projected
like a tongue so far over the ravine that it was barely two yards from
its extremity to the other bank. Moreover, the sides of the canyon were
on a level, so that a more favorable spot for crossing could not have
been desired.
An examination of this formation showed that twenty feet below them the
canyon was as wide as at the point from which they had watched their
friend. The ledge, therefore, arched over, and was in the nature of a
partial bridge, whose thickness would have sustained a great many tons.
They peered downward in quest of Hank, but the gorge had taken an abrupt
turn since they saw him and he was not in sight.
The task before them seemed so simple that the two gave it scarcely a
thought, but it brought them an experience which, in some respects, was
the most terrifying of their lives.
While the banks were substantially on the same level, the opposite one
was fringed with a species of stunted bush, two or three feet high,
quite dense, and bearing a species of red berry such as is found on the
fragrant wintergreen. Hazletine had cautioned the lads against eating
any vegetable whatever in this section, since many are violently
poisonous and have caused the death of more than one thoughtless
tenderfoot.
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