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meiits. I came near losing Dudgeon here. He 

 sat down to rest with Chuck, and, instead of sitting 

 in a safe place, picked a spot where he could hang 

 his legs over. The stone under him crumbled 

 and, if Chuck had not grabbed him, Dudgeon would 

 have investigated the depth of that canon in two- 

 four time. 



I have already recorded how, here, I made that 

 acquaintance with Billy which was so brutally 

 and unfortunately interrupted. 



We spent the evening at bridge, and Camp 

 Roosevelt is celebrated for one more achievement : 

 I made the record score — grand slam, four aces 

 in one hand and the rubber game. Chuck and 

 Spot robbed the Banker and me at bridge all 

 through the trip, and we paid our losses in cash. 

 This time we beat them — our score was a big one — • 

 and they calmly told us they would settle when 

 they got home. We are still w^aiting for that 

 settlement. 



We had planned to spend the following day in 

 a drive through the petrified forest to the Buffalo 

 Plateau, in the extreme northeastern part of the 



