XX. THE TERRIBLE FORD 328

XXI. THE FLIGHT OF LONG JIM 340

XXII. THE LAST STAND 355





THE FOREST RUNNERS





CHAPTER I

PAUL


Paul stopped in a little open space, and looked around all the circle of
the forest. Everywhere it was the same--just the curving wall of red and
brown, and beyond, the blue sky, flecked with tiny clouds of white. The
wilderness was full of beauty, charged with the glory of peace and
silence, and there was naught to indicate that man had ever come. The
leaves rippled a little in the gentle west wind, and the crisping grass
bowed before it; but Paul saw no living being, save himself, in the vast,
empty world.