able, I sprang up and laboriously 

 joined him. There was that Billy 

 waiting for us had not moved an 

 inch apparently. A goat's vision 

 is not extra good, he depends upon 

 his nose, arid the wind was blowing 

 toward us. By reaching the next 

 spur he would be within range. 

 Hastening as much as possible, jump- 

 ing from rock to rock, going up the 

 face of a cliff that was almost straight 

 up could never have done it if I 

 had given myself time to think 

 in about half an hour we crawled 

 out on a ledge with only a draw of 

 slide rock between us and the spur 

 opposite where we had seen the 

 goat. As we peered cautiously from 

 behind a boulder, Cap'n suddenly 

 pressed my head down out of sight. 

 A little annoyed at this summary 

 treatment I started to speak. He 

 held up a finger warningly: 



' ' Lion ' he whispered. Now if 

 there is anything I wanted more 

 than a goat it was a mountain lion. 

 Greatly puzzled at the change of 

 quarry I sneaked after Lusk. Every 

 move now was as cautious and 

 noiseless as we could make it. The 



