i cannot now say for shame we must remind them to speak well of their master we must help their wandering memories now whither went they with thy the alone knows toward the sunset i believe said we had thought that thou know i how i take them when they come in my way but i do not hunt the log � or � or green on a water hole for that matter up up up up look up of the wolf pack looked up to see where the voice came from and there was the sweeping down with the sun shining on the the book of his wings it was near s but he had ranged all over the looking for the bear and missed him in the thick foliage what is it said have seen among the log he bade me tell you i watched the have taken him beyond the river to the monkey city � to the cold they may stay there for a night or ten nights or an hour i have told the to watch through the dark time that is my message good hunting all you below full and a deep sleep to you cried i will remember thee in my next kill and put aside the head for thee alone o best of it is nothing it is nothing the boy held the master word i could have done no less and up again to his he has not forgotten to use his tongue said with a chuckle of pride to think of one so young remembering the master word for the birds while he was being pulled across trees it was most firmly driven into him said but i am proud of him and now we must go to the cold s hunting they all knew where that place was but few of the people ever went there because what they called the cold was an old deserted city lost and buried in the and beasts seldom use a place that men have once used the wild will but the hunting tribes do not besides the lived there as much as they could be said to live anywhere and no self respecting animal would come within eye shot of it except in times of when the half ruined and held a little water it is half a night s journey � at full speed said looked very serious i will go as fast as i can he said anxiously we dare not wait for thee follow we must go on the quick foot � and i feet or no feet i can keep abreast of all thy four said shortly made one effort to hurry but had to sit down and so they left him to come on later while hurried forward at the rocking said nothing but strive as might the huge rock held level with him when they came to a hill stream gained because he bounded across while swam his head and two feet of his the book neck clearing the water but on level ground made up the distance by the broken lock that freed me said when twilight had fallen thou art no slow i am hungry said besides they called me worm � and yellow to boot a one let us go on and seemed to pour himself along the ground finding the shortest road with his steady eyes and keeping to it in the cold the monkey people were not thinking of s friends at all they had the boy to the lost city and were very pleased with themselves for the time had never seen an indian city before and though this was almost a heap of ruins it seemed very wonderful and splendid some king had built it long ago on a little hill you could still trace the stone that led up to the ruined gates where the last of wood hung to the worn hinges trees had grown into and out of the walls the were tumbled down and decayed and wild hung out of the windows of the towers on the walls in hanging s hunting a great palace crowned the hill and the marble of the and the fountains was split and stained with red and green and the very in the where the king s used to live had been thrust up and apart by and young trees from the palace you could see the rows and rows of houses that made up the city looking like empty filled with blackness the block of stone that had been an idol in the square where four roads met the and at street corners where the public wells once stood and the shattered of temples with wild on their sides the called the place their city and pretended to despise the people because they lived in the forest and yet they never knew what the buildings were made for nor how to use them they would sit in circles on the hall of the king s council chamber and scratch for and pretend to be men or they would run in and out of the houses and collect pieces of plaster and old bricks in a corner and forget where they had hidden them and fight and cry in crowds and then break off to play up and down the of the king s garden where they would shake the rose trees and the book the in sport to see the fruit and flowers fall they all the passages and dark in the palace and the hundreds of little dark rooms but they never remembered what they had seen and what they had not and so drifted about in ones and or crowds telling one another that they were doing as men did they drank at the and made the water all muddy and then they fought over it and then they would all rush together in and shout 