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overhang beneath which they had spread their bed。 After a moment we
tore off long bundles of the nigger…head blades； lit the resinous ends at our
fire； and with these torches started to make our way along the base of the
cliff to the other cave。
Once without the influence of the fire our impromptu links cast an
adequate light。 The sheets of rain became suddenly visible as they
entered the circle of illumination。 By careful scrutiny of the footing I
gained the entrance to our cave without mishap。 I looked back。 Here
and there irregularly gleamed and spluttered my companions' torches。
Across each slanted the rain。 All else was of inky blackness except
where； between them and me； a faint red reflection shone on the wet rocks。
Then I turned inside。
Now； to judge from the crumbling powder of the footing； that cave had
been dry since Noah。 In fact； its roof was nearly a thousand feet thick。
But since we had spread our blankets； the persistent waters had soaked
down and through。 The thousand…foot roof had a sprung a leak。 Three
separate and distinct streams of water ran as from spigots。 I lowered my
torch。 The canvas tarpaulin shone with wet； and in its exact centre
glimmered a pool of water three inches deep and at least two feet in
diameter。
〃Well； I'll be；〃 I began。 Then I remembered those three wending their
way along a wet and disagreeable trail； happy and peaceful in anticipation
of warm blankets and a level floor。 I chuckled and sat on my heels out of
the drip。
First came Jed Parker； his head bent to protect the fire in his pipe。 He
gained the very centre of the cave before he looked up。
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Then he cast one glance at each bed； and one at me。 His grave；
hawk…like features relaxed。 A faint grin appeared under his long
moustache。 Without a word he squatted down beside me。
Next the Cattleman。 He looked about him with a comical expression
of dismay； and burst into a hearty laugh。
〃I believe I said I was sorry for those other fellows；〃 he remarked。
Windy Bill was the last。 He stooped his head to enter； straightened
his lank figure； and took in the situation without expression。
〃Well； this is handy；〃 said he； 〃I was gettin' tur'ble dry； and was
thinkin' I would have to climb way down to the creek in all this rain。〃
He stooped to the pool in the centre of the tarpaulin and drank。
But now our torches began to run low。 A small dry bush grew near
the entrance。 We ignited it； and while it blazed we hastily sorted a
blanket apiece and tumbled the rest out of the drip。
Our return without torches along the base of that butte was something
to remember。 The night was so thick you could feel the darkness
pressing on you； the mountain dropped abruptly to the left； and was strewn
with boulders and blocks of stone。 Collisions and stumbles were
frequent。 Once I stepped off a little ledge five or six feetnothing worse
than a barked shin。 And all the while the rain； pelting us unmercifully；
searched out what poor little remnants of dryness we had been able to
retain。
At last we opened out the gleam of fire in our cave； and a minute later
were engaged in struggling desperately up the slant that brought us to our
ledge and the slope on which our fire burned。
〃My Lord！〃 panted Windy Bill； 〃a man had ought to have hooks on his
eyebrows to climb up here！〃
We renewed the fireand blessed the back…load of mesquite we had
packed up earlier in the evening。 Our blankets we wrapped around our
shoulders； our feet we hung over the ledge toward the blaze； our backs we
leaned against the hollow slant of the cave's wall。 We were not
uncomfortable。 The beat of the rain sprang up in the darkness； growing
louder and louder； like horsemen passing on a hard road。 Gradually we
dozed off。
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For a time everything was pleasant。 Dreams came fused with
realities； the firelight faded from consciousness or returned fantastic to our
half…awakening； a delicious numbness overspread our tired bodies。 The
shadows leaped； became solid； monstrous。 We fell asleep。
After a time the fact obtruded itself dimly through our stupor that the
constant pressure of the hard rock had impeded our circulation。 We
stirred uneasily； shifting to a better position。
That was the beginning of awakening。 The new position did not suit。
A slight shivering seized us； which the drawing closer of the blanket failed
to end。 Finally I threw aside my hat and looked out。 Jed Parker； a vivid
patch…work comforter wrapped about his shoulders； stood upright and
silent by the fire。 I kept still； fearing to awaken the others。 In a short
time I became aware that the others were doing identically the same thing。
We laughed； threw off our blankets； stretched； and fed the fire。
A thick acrid smoke filled the air。 The Cattleman； rising； left a trail
of incandescent footprints。 We investigated hastily； and discovered that
the supposed earth on the slant of the cave was nothing more than bat
guano； tons of it。 The fire； eating its way beneath； had rendered
untenable its immediate vicinity。 We felt as though we were living over a
volcano。 How soon our ledge； of the same material； might be attacked；
we had no means of knowing。 Overcome with drowsiness； we again
disposed our blankets； resolved to get as many naps as possible before
even these constrained quarters were taken from us。
This happened sooner and in a manner otherwise than we had expected。
Windy Bill brought us to consciousness by a wild yell。
Consciousness reported to us a strange； hurried sound like the long roll
on a drum。 Investigation showed us that this cave； too； had sprung a leak；
not with any premonitory drip； but all at once； as though someone had
turned on a