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ing enthusiasm and toiled up a 

 wooded spur, on my head half the 

 time. 



' ' Well, I finished the goat. ' ' Bob- 

 bie glanced down for a moment. 

 " I'll spare you the details, but when 

 he lay down finally, his precious 

 head was hanging over the cliff. If 

 he fell it would be smashed to bits. 

 When we got to him he was too 

 heavy for us to move an enormous 

 fellow. I tied my belt around his 

 hind leg and secured it to a sapling. 

 We had an awful time skinning out 

 the head and separating it from the 

 body; our strength was spent; but 

 we managed it at last, and just in 

 time, for as we pulled it to a safe 

 place, the sapling gave way. 



"'Look out!' Cap'n yelled, and I 

 dodged as the carcass, belt, tree and 

 all, went slipping over the edge, 

 struck about a hundred feet below 

 and went, rolling, plunging, masses 

 of flying rock with it, down nearly 

 a mile below, and when we got to 

 it at sunset, I doubt if there was 

 a whole bone in its body. It was 

 dark when we staggered to the 

 meadow two or three miles farther 



