"'Yes, they got away, too; everybody got out all right—only the name stayed.'
"'I should have thought there would have been bloodshed,' says he, astonished and a little disappointed, too, for all he was such a kind-hearted little man.
"'It come mighty near it,' says I; 'mighty. The only reason there weren't was because the Injuns couldn't get at 'em—don't you notice that cliff at the bottom?'
"'Yes.'
"'Well, that goes completely around, and it ain't climbable, so the
Injuns had to stay down.'
"'I see,' says he; and we rode three mile before he said: 'But how did the Dooleys get there?'
"'They was ketched by a tornado in Sore-toe Canon, over yonder,' says I, 'and blowed right to the top—the Injuns chasin' 'em horseback and shootin' at 'em on the wing.'
"Percival he cleaned his glasses, looked hard at Dooley's Pillar, and give me his honest opinion.
"'It,' says he, 'is very remarkable.'
"I looked at him. It was; but too much like taking a loan out of a blind beggar's hat. 'F I'd been a decent man I'd quit. There was a fatal fascination about Percival, though—you wondered how much he would swaller—kind of spurred you up to heave something at him he'd see wasn't so. It needed a better man than me to do it. You never in all your life heard of such things as took place along that route. As he said, it made him glad to think he'd got holt of a man who had the history of the country at his fingers' ends.