“Sounds like an avalanche!” exclaimed Tinny, looking up the side of the mountain stretching far above them. “Yes, that’s what it is, boys! An avalanche! We’re in for it, I’m afraid!”
[CHAPTER XXII]
IN THE WILDERNESS
Sudden terror at what might result from the slide held the campers motionless for a moment, but only for a moment.
Part of the side of the mountain, consisting of earth, rocks, gravel, trees, and bushes had loosened in some manner, and was slowly but with irresistible force hurtling itself down the slope.
“It’s a landslide sure enough!” yelled Jerry.
Tinny, quickly recognizing the extent of the slide and calculating its probable direction, cried:
“Get the horses over this way. And grab what stuff you can. Get back of that line of rocks. I think they’ll keep the slide off!”
He pointed to a ridge of bare rock which extended up and down the mountain side. Like a jetty, or breakwater, it might fend off the landslide.