The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1910-03-26

waved bloody knife above the body
of the mother leopard, and beckoned
the girl to come nearer.
Hold on a minute, please" he said
What did you find out?"
Miss Leslie drew a few steps near.
er, and forced herself to look at the
revolving sight. She found it still
more difficult to withstand the odor OF
the fresh blood Winthrope was pale
and nauseated The sight OF his dis.
tress caused the girl to forget her own
loathing. She drew a deep breath
and succeeded in countering Blake's
eXpectant look with a half.smile.
How well are you getting along"
she exclaimed.
Didn't think you could stand 1t. But
you've got grit all right, If you are a
lady," Blake said admiringly. Say,
you'll make 1t yet. Now, how about
the gully?"
There is no place to climb up 1t
runs along like this, and then slopes
down. But there is cliff at the end.
as high as these walls"
Twenty feet" muttered Blake.
"Confound the luck. II isn't that
jump.of but how inflow are we
going to get up on the cliff? There's
an everlasting lot of omelettes in
those birds nests. If only that bloom
in'-how's that. Win, me by?-that
bloomin'. bawstcd baobab was on
t'other side. The woods almost soft
as punk We could drive in pegs,
and climb up the trunk"
There are other trees beyond It."
remarked Miss Leslie.
Then maybe we can shin up"
Il fear the branches that overhang
the cliff are too slender to bear any
weight"
And it's too Internally high to
climb up to this overhanging baobab
limb"
Il say" ventured WINTHROP, IF we
had an AK, now, we might cut up one
of the trees, and make a ladder"
"Oh, yes; and II we had a ladder,
we might climb up the cliff"
But, Mr.. Blake, is there not some
way to cut down one of the trees?
The tree itself would be ladder If 1t
| fell in such a way as to lean against
! the cliff"
There's only the penknife," an.
| swered Blake. 80 | guess well have
to scratch eggs off our menu card
| Spring leopard for ours! Now, II you
really want TO help, you might scrape
| the soup bones out of your boudoir,
fnt lot tnl
a big fire to rid the hole of that cat
smell"
viii not the tree burn?"
| mo; these hollow baobabs have
green bark on the inside as well as
out. Funny thing, that! We'd have
to keep a fire going long time to
burn through"
yet 1t would burn in time?"
Yes; but we're not going to"
Then why not burn through the
trunk of one of those small trees, in
stead of chopping it DOWN."
"By-heck, Miss Jenny, you've got
an American headpiece! Come on.
Sooner we get the thing started, the
better"
Neither Winthrope nor Miss Leslie
was reluctant to leave the vicinity of
the carcasses. They followed close
after Blake, around the monstrous
bole Of the baobab. A little beyond II
stood group of slender trees, whose
trunks averaged eight inches at the
base. Blake stopped at the second
one, which grew nearest to the sea.
ward side Of the cleft.
Here's our ladder" ne said. Get
some firewood. Pound the bushes
though. before you go poking into
them. May be snakes here"
"Snakes?-oh!" cried Miss Leslie
and she stood shuddering at the dan
ger she had already incurred.
The fire had burnt itself out on a
bare ledge of rock between them and
the baobab, and the clumps of dry
brush left standing in this end of the
cleft were very suggestive of snakes
now that Blake had called attention
to the possibility OF their presence
He laughed at his hesitating com
panions. Go on, go on! Don't squea
till you're bit. Most snakes hike out
If you give them half chance. Take
a stick each of you, and pound the
bushes"
Thus urged, both started to work
But neither ventured into the thicker
clumps. When they returned, with
large armfuls OF sticks and twigs
they found that Blake had used his
glass to light handful of dry bark
out in the sun, and was nursing it in
to small fire at the base of the tree
on the side next the cliff.
Now, Miss Jenny" he directed