I was not a little annoyed to find
that they were quite so ready to leave me alone in the
thunderstorm, knowing that I had nothing to protect me, till
suddenly I remembered how I had been advised to take my rubber
shirt--and then I thought I understood. I was to have a lesson in
taking good advice when I could get it.
I laughed a little and thought: "Oh! I know something better than
that. This afternoon I shall I 'go where I like and do what I
please,' like the little fly, and have 'one good time.'"
Taking out my revolver I fired two shots to let them know where I
was, and started back along the top of the ridge to look for a
place to climb down. There was a still higher ridge between me and
the river, and I knew that from it I could see more. I stopped to
take a photograph of a great boulder set on top of some smaller
rocks, and while doing so heard two rifle shots from the other
shore. Evidently they had just discovered where I was. I fired
once more in reply, and then disappeared down the other side of the
mountain.
It was steep, and I laughed to think how terrified they would be if
they could see me; but this afternoon as I had thrown off
restraint, I chose the first place where descent was possible, and
let myself down along a rather wide crevice where some earth had
gathered, and a few bushes were growing.
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