He was still crying faintly. We saw that
to avoid the danger of causing him to slip farther down we must
dig below him, bore a hole in the board, and push through a bar.
But a few shovelfuls more were needed. The work jarred the shaft,
and the child slipped twenty---five feet deeper. At seven o'clock
we were down to where he was again, though we could no longer
bear him. We dug a little below, bored a bole, and the father
slipped through a pickaxe handle, and fainted away as he felt the
little one slide down again but rest on the handle. We tore off
the boards, took the baby out, and drew him and his father to the
surface. There were two doctors waiting for them, and the next
day neither was much the worse for it."
The man got on his horse and rode away. We agreed that he had
told us a good story, but the next day others assured us that it
had all happened a year before.
VI: BY CAYNONS TO VALENTINE
Besides the cactus, another form of vegetation which began
to attract more and more of Ollie's attention was the red
tumbleweed.
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