much turned up, Burfield suddenly 

 started and then began bundling the 

 wrappings around the mummy at great 

 speed. Something was serious. I stoop- 

 ed to help him, and he whispered : 



" Thought I heard a noise. If the 

 Indians catch us, there'll be trouble, 

 I'm afraid." 



We hastily stood the mummy on 

 end, head down, against the tree, and 

 tried to make it look as though the 

 coyotes had torn it down, after it had 

 fallen within reach, as indeed they had, 

 originally. Then we crawled to the 

 other end of the gully, scrambled up 

 the bank, and emerged unconcernedly. 



There was nothing in sight but long 

 stretches of sage brush, touched here 

 and there by the sun's last gleams. We 

 were much relieved. Said Burfield : 



" The Indians are mighty ugly over 



