He reached the top and began to look over the country, when suddenly he beheld a thrilling scene below.
Frank had gone to the edge of the canyon to look over and see what the Steam Man was about.
As he leaned over the edge of the deep gorge he did not see a giant form suddenly glide from a crevice in the cliff behind him.
It was, in reality, an enormous black bear.
The brute had caught sight of Frank, and being in an ugly mood, started for him.
The bear advanced so quickly and noiselessly that Frank was all unaware of his presence until the brute was upon him.
Then a terrific blow from the bear’s paw sent him reeling over the edge of the cliff.
Over the edge went the young inventor, and a yell of horror and pain went up from Pomp’s lips.
“Golly sakes, Marse Frank, hab yo’ fallen down to yo’ death?” cried the affrighted darky, as he came tumbling down the peak like a madman.
Frank had certainly gone over the edge.