Tales from the X-bar horse camp : The blue-roan "outlaw" and other stories . king thesmooth trail out, dove down the steep, rocky sides of thecanon where neither horse nor man could follow. Surefooted as he was, he misjudged his agility andstrength, and plunged into a mass of loose rock, whichgave him no foothold. The walls of the canon were fright-fully steep and in the loose rock, sliding, slipping, androlling, he was swiftly hurried towards the edge of a clifftwo hundred feet high, over which he dropped to death anddestruction. Tons of loose rock followed him to the bot-tom, making a roar l
Tales from the X-bar horse camp : The blue-roan "outlaw" and other stories . king thesmooth trail out, dove down the steep, rocky sides of thecanon where neither horse nor man could follow. Surefooted as he was, he misjudged his agility andstrength, and plunged into a mass of loose rock, whichgave him no foothold. The walls of the canon were fright-fully steep and in the loose rock, sliding, slipping, androlling, he was swiftly hurried towards the edge of a clifftwo hundred feet high, over which he dropped to death anddestruction. Tons of loose rock followed him to the bot-tom, making a roar like a thousand cannons. It was theend of the road for the blue roan. 22 Tales from the X-Bar Horse Camp When the men climbed down the trail to see just whathad happened they found him dead and half buried in themass of fallen rock. The cliff was an over-hanging one, smooth and softenough to show markings, and one of the men, taking apiece of hard flintrock, spent half an hour cutting deep intothe smooth, white wall the words: Here died the Blue-Roan Outlaw. He was a
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