72 HUNTING TRIPS 



Without slacking pace I crossed the 

 plateau, and as I came to the other edge the 

 storm burst in sheets and torrents of water. 

 In five minutes I was drenched through, and 

 to guide myself had to take advantage of the 

 continual flashes of lightning; and I was 

 right glad, half an hour afterward, to stop 

 and take shelter in the log hut of a couple 

 of cowboys, where I could get dry and 

 warm. 



