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Chatterer； that I must have become a nuisance to her。
At any rate； the situation went from bad to worse so
rapidly that I should soon； of my own volition； have
left home。 But the satisfaction of performing so
independent an act was denied me。 Before I was ready
to go； I was thrown out。 And I mean this literally。
The opportunity came to the Chatterer one day when I
was alone in the nest。 My mother and the Chatterer had
gone away together toward the blueberry swamp。 He must
have planned the whole thing； for I heard him returning
alone through the forest； roaring with self…induced
rage as he came。 Like all the men of our horde； when
they were angry or were trying to make themselves
angry； he stopped now and again to hammer on his chest
with his fist。
I realized the helplessness of my situation； and
crouched trembling in the nest。 The Chatterer came
directly to the treeI remember it was an oak
treeand began to climb up。 And he never ceased for a
moment from his infernal row。 As I have said； our
language was extremely meagre； and he must have
strained it by the variety of ways in which he informed
me of his undying hatred of me and of his intention
there and then to have it out with me。
As he climbed to the fork； I fled out the great
horizontal limb。 He followed me； and out I went；
farther and farther。 At last I was out amongst the
small twigs and leaves。 The Chatterer was ever a
coward； and greater always than any anger he ever
worked up was his caution。 He was afraid to follow me
out amongst the leaves and twigs。 For that matter； his
greater weight would have crashed him through the
foliage before he could have got to me。
But it was not necessary for him to reach me； and well
he knew it； the scoundrel！ With a malevolent expression
on his face； his beady eyes gleaming with cruel
intelligence； he began teetering。 Teetering！and with
me out on the very edge of the bough； clutching at the
twigs that broke continually with my weight。 Twenty
feet beneath me was the earth。
Wildly and morewildly he teetered； grinning at me his
gloating hatred。 Then came the end。 All four holds
broke at the same time； and I fell； back…downward；
looking up at him； my hands and feet still clutching
the broken twigs。 Luckily； there were no wild pigs
under me； and my fall was broken by the tough and
springy bushes。
Usually； my falls destroy my dreams； the nervous shock
being sufficient to bridge the thousand centuries in an
instant and hurl me wide awake into my little bed；
where； perchance； I lie sweating and trembling and hear
the cuckoo clock calling the hour in the hall。 But
this dream of my leaving home I have had many times；
and never yet have I been awakened by it。 Always do I
crash； shrieking； down through the brush and fetch up
with a bump on the ground。
Scratched and bruised and whimpering； I lay where I had
fallen。 Peering up through the bushes； I could see the
Chatterer。 He had set up a demoniacal chant of joy and
was keeping time to it with his teetering。 I quickly
hushed my whimpering。 I was no longer in the safety of
the trees； and I knew the danger I ran of bringing upon
myself the hunting animals by too audible an expression
of my grief。
I remember； as my sobs died down； that I became
interested in watching the strange light…effects
produced by partially opening and closing my tear…wet
eyelids。 Then I began to investigate； and found that I
was not so very badly damaged by my fall。 I had lost
some hair and hide； here and there； the sharp and
jagged end of a broken branch had thrust fully an inch
into my forearm； and my right hip； which had borne the
brunt of my contact with the ground； was aching
intolerably。 But these； after all； were only petty
hurts。 No bones were broken； and in those days the
flesh of man had finer healing qualities than it has
to…day。 Yet it was a severe fall； for I limped with my
injured hip for fully a week afterward。
Next； as I lay in the bushes； there came upon me a
feeling of desolation； a consciousness that I was
homeless。 I made up my mind never to return to my
mother and the Chatterer。 I would go far away through
the terrible forest； and find some tree for myself in
which to roost。 As for food； I knew where to find it。
For the last year at least I had not been beholden to
my mother for food。 All she had furnished me was
protection and guidance。
I crawled softly out through the bushes。 Once I looked
back and saw the Chatterer still chanting and
teetering。 It was not a pleasant sight。 I knew pretty
well how to be cautious； and I was exceedingly careful
on this my first journey in the world。
I gave no thought as to where I was going。 I had but
one purpose； and that was to go away beyond the reach
of the Chatterer。 I climbed into the trees and
wandered on amongst them for hours； passing from tree
to tree and never touching the ground。 But I did not
go in any particular direction； nor did I travel
steadily。 It was my nature； as it was the nature of all
my folk； to be inconsequential。 Besides； I was a mere
child； and I stopped a great deal to play by the way。
The events that befell me on my leaving home are very
vague in my mind。 My dreams do not cover them。 Much
has my other…self forgotten； and particularly at this
very period。 Nor have I been able to frame up the
various dreams so as to bridge the gap between my
leaving the home…tree and my arrival at the caves。
I remember that several times I came to open spaces。
These I crossed in great trepidation； descending to the
ground and running at the top of my speed。 I remember
that there were days of rain and days of sunshine； so
that I must have wandered alone for quite a time。 I
especially dream of my misery in the rain； and of my
sufferings from hunger and how I appeased it。 One very
strong impression is of hunting little lizards on the
rocky top of an open knoll。 They ran under the rocks；
and most of them escaped； but occasionally I turned
over a stone and caught one。 I was frightened away
from this knoll by snakes。 They did not pursue me。
They were merely basking on flat rocks in the sun。 But
such was my inherited fear of them that I fled as fast
as if they had been after me。
Then I gnawed bitter bark from young trees。 I remember
vaguely the eating of many green nuts； with soft shells
and milky kernels。 And I remember most distinctly
suffering from a stomach…ache。 It may have been caused
by the green nuts； and maybe by the lizards。 I do not
know。 But I do know that I was fortunate in not being
devoured during the several hours I was knotted up on
the ground with the colic。
CHAPTER V
My vision of the scene came abruptly； as I emerged from
the forest。 I found myself on the edge of a large
clear space。 On one side of this space rose up high
bluffs。 On th