At these and similar occupations the latter days of June slipped by. Bob had little leisure, for the Service was undermanned for the work it must do. Curtis sooned resigned, to everybody's joy and relief.
On only one occasion did Bob gain a chance to ride over to the scenes of his old activities. This was on a Sunday when, by a miracle, nothing unexpected came up to tie him to his duty. He had rather an unsatisfactory visit with Mr. Welton. It was cordial enough on both sides, for the men were genuinely fond of each other; but they had lost touch of each other's interests. Welton persisted in regarding Bob with a covert1 amusement, as an older man regards a younger who is having his fling, and will later settle down. Bob asked after the work, and was answered. Neither felt any real human interest in the questions nor their replies. A certain constraint2 held them, to Bob's very genuine regret. He rode back through the westering shadows vaguely3 uneasy in his mind.
He and two of the new mountain men had been for two days cutting up some dead and down trees that encumbered4 the enclosure at headquarters. They cross-cut the trunks into handy lengths; bored holes in them with a two-inch augur5; loaded the holes with blasting powder and a fuse, and touched them off. The powder split the logs into rough posts small enough to handle. These fragments they carried laboriously6 to the middle of the meadow, where they stacked them rack-fashion and on end. The idea was to combine business with pleasure by having a grand bonfire the night of the Fourth of July.
For this day other preparations were forward. Amy promised a spread for everybody, if she could get a little help at the last moment. As many of the outlying rangers7 as could manage it would come in for the occasion. A shooting match, roping and chopping contests, and other sports were in contemplation.
As the time drew near, various mysteries were plainly afoot. Men claimed their turns in riding down the mountain for the mail. They took with them pack horses. These they unpacked9 secretly and apart. Amy gave Bob to understand that this holiday, when the ranks were fullest and conditions ripe, went far as a substitute for Christmas among these men.
Then at noon of July second Charley Morton dashed down the trail from the Upper Meadow, rode rapidly to Headquarters, flung himself from his horse, and dove into the office. After a moment he reappeared, followed by Thorne.
"Saddle up, boys," said the latter. "Fire over beyond Baldy. Ride and gather in the men who are about here," he told Bob.
Bob sprang on Charley Morton's horse and rode about instructing the workers to gather. When he returned, Thorne gave his instructions.
"We're short-handed," he stated, "and it'll be hard to get help just at this time. Charley, you take Ware10, Elliott and Carroll and see what it looks like. Start a fire line, and do the best you can. Orde, you and Pollock can get up some pack horses and follow later with grub, blankets, and so forth11. I'll ride down the mountain to see what I can do about help. It may be I can catch somebody by phone at the Power House who can let the boys know at the north end. You say it's a big fire?"
"I see quite a lot of smoke," said Charley.
"Then the boys over Jackass way and by the Crossing ought to see it for themselves."
The four men designated caught up their horses, saddled them, and mounted. Thorne handed them each a broad hoe, a rake and an axe13. They rode off up the trail. Thorne mounted on his own horse.
"Pack up and follow as fast as you can," he told the two who still remained.
"What you want we should take?" asked Jack12.
"Amy will tell you. Get started early as you can. You'll have to follow their tracks."
Amy took direction of them promptly14. While they caught and saddled the pack horses, she was busy in the storeroom. They found laid out for them a few cooking utensils15, a variety of provisions tied up in strong little sacks, several more hoes, axes and rakes, two mattocks, a half-dozen flat files, and as many big zinc16 canteens.
"Now hurry!" she commanded them; "pack these, and then get some blankets from your camp, and some hobbles and picket17 ropes."
With Bob's rather awkward help everything was made fast. By the time the two had packed the blankets and returned to headquarters on their way to the upper trail, they found Amy had changed her clothes, caught and saddled her own horse, tied on well-filled saddle bags, and stood awaiting them. She wore her broad hat looped back by the pine tree badge of the Service, a soft shirtwaist of gray flannel18, a short divided skirt of khaki and high-laced boots. A red neckerchief matched her cheeks, which were glowing with excitement. Immediately they appeared, she swung aboard with the easy grace of one long accustomed to the saddle. Bob's lower jaw20 dropped in amazement21.
"You going?" he gasped22, unable even yet to comprehend the everyday fact that so many gently nurtured23 Western girls are accustomed to those rough-and-ready bivouacs.
"I wouldn't stay away for worlds!" she cried, turning her pony's head up the trail.
Beyond the upper meadow this trail suddenly began to climb. It made its way by lacets in the dry earth, by scrambles24 in the rocks until, through the rapidly thinning ranks of the scrubby trees, Bob could look back over all the broad shelf of the mountain whereon grew the pines. It lay spread before him as a soft green carpet of tops, miles of it, wrinkling and billowing gently as here and there the conformation of the country changed. At some distance it dropped over an edge. Beyond that, very dimly, he realized the brown shimmer25 rising from the plain. Far to the right was a tenuous26 smoke, a suggestion of thinning in the forest, a flash of blue water. This, Bob knew, must be the mill and the lake.
The trail shortly made its way over the shoulder of the ridge27 and emerged on the wide, gentle rounding of the crest28. Here the trees were small, stunted29 and wind-blown. Huge curving sheets of unbroken granite30 lay like armour31 across the shoulder of the mountain. Decomposing32 granite shale33 crunched34 under the horses' hoofs35. Here and there on it grew isolated36 tiny tufts of the hardy37 upland flowers. Above, the sky was deeply, intensely blue; bluer than Bob had ever seen a sky before. The air held in it a tang of wildness, as though it had breathed from great spaces.
"I suppose this is the top of our ridge, isn't it?" Bob asked Jack Pollock.
The boy nodded.
Suddenly the trail dipped sharp to the left into a narrow and shallow little ravine. The bed of this was carpeted by a narrow stringer of fresh grass and flowers, through which a tiny stream felt its hesitating way. This ravine widened and narrowed, turned and doubled. Here and there groups of cedars38 on a dry flat offered ideal shelter for a camp. Abruptly39 the stringer burst through a screen of azaleas to a round green meadow surrounded by the taller trees of the eastern slope of the mountain.
In other circumstances Bob would have liked to stop for a better sight of this little gem40 of a meadow. It was ankle deep with new grasses, starred with flowers, bordered with pink and white azaleas. The air, prisoned in a pocket, warmed by the sun, perfumed heavily by the flowers, lay in the cup of the trees like a tepid41 bath. A hundred birds sang in June-tide ecstasy42.
But Jack Pollock, without pause, skirted this meadow, crossed the tiny silver creek43 that bubbled from it down the slope, and stolidly44 mounted a little knoll45 beyond. The trained pack horses swung along behind him, swaying gently from side to side that they might carry their packs comfortably and level. Bob turned involuntarily to glance at Amy. Their eyes met. She understood; and smiled at him brightly.
Jack led the way to the top of the knoll and stopped.
Here the edge of the mountain broke into a tiny outcropping spur that shook itself free from the pines. It constituted a natural lookout46 to the east. Bob drew rein47 so violently that even his well-trained mountain horse shook its head in protest.
Before him, hushed with that tremendous calm of vast distances, lay the Sierras he had never seen, as though embalmed48 in the sunlight of a thousand afternoons. A tremendous, deep canon plunged49 below him, blue with distance. It climbed again to his level eventually, but by that time it was ten miles away. And over against him, very remote, were pine ridges50 looking velvety51 and dark and ruffled52 and full of shadows, like the erect53 fur of a beast that has been alarmed. From them here and there projected granite domes54. And beyond them bald ranges; and beyond them, splintered granite with snow in the crevices55; and beyond this the dark and frowning Pinnacles56; and still beyond, other mountains so distant, so ethereal, so delicately pink and rose and saffron that almost he expected they might at any moment dissolve into the vivid sky. And, strangely enough, though he realized the tremendous heights and depths of these peaks and canons, the whole effect to Bob was as something spread out broad. The sky, the wonderful over-arching, very blue sky, was the most important thing in the universe. Compared to its infinitudes these mountains lay spread like a fair and wrinkled footrug to a horizon inconceivably remote and mysterious.
Then his eye fell to the ridge opposite, across the blue canon. From one point on it a straight column of smoke rolled upward, to mushroom out and hang motionless above the top of the ridge. Its base was shot by half-seen, half-guessed flaming streaks57.
Bob had vaguely expected to see a whole country-side ablaze58. This single, slender column was almost absurd. It looked like a camp-fire, magnified to fit the setting, of course.
"There's the fire, all right," said Jack. "We got to get across to it somehow. Trail ends here."
"Why, that doesn't amount to much!" cried Bob.
"Don't it?" said Jack. "Well, I'd call that some shakes of a fire myself. It's covered mighty59 nigh three hundred acres by now."
"Three hundred acres! Better say ten."
"You're wrong," said Jack; "I've rode all that country with cattle."
"You'll find it fire enough, when you get there," put in Amy. "It's right in good timber, too."
"All right," agreed Bob; "I'll believe anything--after this." He waved his hand abroad. "Jack," he called, as that young man led the way off the edge, "can you see where Jack Main's Canon is from here?"
"Jack Main's!" repeated young Pollock. "Why, if you was on the top of the farthest mountain in sight, you couldn't see any place you could see it from."
"Good Lord!" said Bob.
The way zigzagged60 down the slope of the mountain. As Jack had said, there was no trail, but the tracks left by the four rangers were plainly to be discerned. Bob, following the pack horses, had leisure to observe how skilfully61 this way had been picked out. Always it held to the easy footing, but always it was evident that if certain turns had not been made some distance back this easy footing would have lacked. At times the tracks led far to the left at nearly the same level until one, two or three little streams had been crossed. Then without apparent reason they turned directly down the backbone62 of a steep ridge exactly like a half-dozen others they had passed over. But later Bob saw that this ridge was the only one of the lot that dipped over gently to lower levels; all the rest broke off abruptly in precipitous rocks. Bob was a good woodsman, but this was his first experience in that mountaineering skill which noses its way by the "lay of the country."
In the meantime they were steadily63 descending64. The trees hemmed65 them closer. Thickets66 of willows67 and alders68 had to be crossed. Dimly through the tree-tops they seemed to see the sky darkening by degrees as they worked their way down. At first Bob thought it the lateness of the afternoon; then he concluded it must be the smoke of the fire; finally, through a clear opening, he saw this apparent darkening of the horizon was in reality the blue of the canon wall opposite, rising as they descended69. But, too, as they drew nearer, the heavy smoke of the conflagration70 began to spread over them. In time it usurped71 the heavens, and Bob had difficulty in believing that it could appear to any one anywhere as so simple a mushroom-head over a slender smoke column.
By the time the horses stepped from the slope to the bed of the canon, it was quite dark. Jack turned down stream.
"We'll cut the trail to Burro Rock pretty quick," said he.
Within five minutes of travel they did cut it; a narrow brown trough, trodden by the hoofs of many generations of cattlemen bound for the back country. Almost immediately it began to mount the slope.
Now ahead, through the gathering72 twilight73, lights began to show, sometimes scattered74, sometimes grouped, like the camp-fires of an immense army. These were the stubs, stumps75, down logs and the like left still blazing after all the more readily inflammable material had been burned away. As the little cavalcade76 laboured upward, stopping every few minutes to breathe the horses, these flickering77 lights defined themselves. In particular one tall dead yellow pine standing78 boldly prominent, afire to the top, alternately glowed and paled as the wind breathed or died. A smell of stale burning drifted down the damp night air. Pretty soon Jack Pollock halted for a moment to call back:
"Here's their fire line!"
Bob spurred forward. Just beyond Jack's horse the country lay blackened. The pine needles had burned down to the soil; the seedlings79 and younger trees had been withered80 away; the larger trees scorched81; the fuel with which every forest is littered consumed in the fierceness of the conflagration. Here and there some stub or trunk still blazed and crackled, outposts of the army whose camp-fires seemed to dot the hills.
The line of demarcation between the burned and the unburned areas seemed extraordinarily82 well defined. Bob looked closer and saw that this definition was due to a peculiar83 path, perhaps two yards wide. It looked as though some one had gone along there with a huge broom, sweeping84 as one would sweep a path in deep dust. Only in this case the broom must have been a powerful implement85 as well as one of wide reach. The brushed marks went not only through the carpet of pine needles, but through the tarweed, the snow brush, the manzanita. This was technically86 the fire line. At the sight of the positiveness with which it had checked the spread of the flames, Bob's spirits rose.
"They seem to have stopped it here easy enough, already," he cried.
"Being as how this is the windward side of the fire, and on a down slope, I should think they might," remarked Jack Pollock drily.
Bob chuckled87 and glanced at the girl.
"I'm finding out every day how little I know," said he; "at my age, too!"
"The hard work is down wind," said Amy.
"Of course."
They entered the burned area, and climbed on up the hill. Though evidently here the ferocity of the conflagration had passed, it had left its rear guard behind. Fallen trees still blazed; standing trees flamed like torches--but all harmlessly within the magic circle drawn88 by the desperate quick work of the rangers. They threaded their way cautiously among these isolated fires, watching lest some dead giant should fall across their path. The ground smoked under their feet. Against the background of a faint and distant roaring, which now made itself evident, the immediate19 surroundings seemed very quiet. The individual cracklings of flames were an undertone. Only once in a while a dull heavy crash smote89 the air as some great tree gave up the unequal struggle.
They passed as rapidly as they could through this stricken field. The night had fallen, but the forest was still bright, the trail still plain. They followed it for an hour until it had topped the lower ridge.
Then far ahead, down through the dark trunks of trees, they saw, wavering, flickering, leaping and dying, a line of fire. In some places it was a dozen feet high; in others it sank to within a few inches of the ground--but nowhere could the eye discern an opening through it. A roar and a crackling filled the air. Sparks were shooting upward in the suction. A blast of heat rushed against Bob's cheek. All at once he realized that a forest fire was not a widespread general conflagration, like the burning of a city block. It was a line of battle, a ring of flame advancing steadily. All they had passed had been negligible. Here was the true enemy, now charging rapidly through the dry, inflammable low growth, now creeping stealthily in the needles and among the rocks; always making way, always gathering itself for one of its wild leaps which should lay an entire new province under its ravaging90. Somewhere on the other side of that ring of fire were four men. They were trying to cut a lane over which the fire could not leap.
Bob gazed at the wall of flame with some dismay.
"How we going to get through?" he asked.
"We got to find a rock outcrop somewheres up the ridge," explained Jack, "where there'll be a break in the fire."
He turned up the side of the mountain again, leading the way. After a time they came to an outcrop of the sort described, which, with some difficulty and stumbling, they succeeded in crossing.
Ahead, in the darkness, showed a tiny licking little fire, only a few inches high.
"The fire has jumped!" cried Bob.
"No, that's their backfire," Pollock corrected him.
They found this to be true. The rangers had hastily hoed and raked out a narrow path. Over this a very small fire could not pass; but there could be no doubt that the larger conflagration would take the slight obstacle in its stride. Therefore the rangers had themselves ignited the small fire. This would eat away the fuel, and automatically widen the path. Between the main fire and the back fire were still several hundred yards of good, unburned country. To Bob's expression of surprise Amy added to the two principles of fire-fighting he had learned from Pollock.
"It doesn't do to try to stop a fire anywhere and everywhere," said she. "A good man knows his country, and he takes advantage of it. This fire line probably runs along the line of natural defence."
They followed it down the mountain for a long distance through the eddying91 smoke. The flames to their right shot up and died and crept. The shadows to their left--their own among the number--leaped and fell. After a while, down through the mists, they made out a small figure, very busy at something. When they approached, they found this to be Charley Morton. The fire had leaped the cleared path and was greedily eating in all directions through the short, pitchy growth of tarweed. It was as yet only a tiny leak, but once let it get started, the whole forest beyond the fire line would be ablaze. The ranger8 had started to cut around this a half-circle connected at both ends with the main fire line. With short, quick jabs of his hoe, he was tearing away at the tough tarweed.
"Hullo!" said he without looking up. "You'll find camp on the bald ridge north the fire line. There's a little feed there."
Having completed his defence, he straightened his back to look at them. His face was grimed a dingy92 black through which rivulets93 of sweat had made streaks.
"Had it pretty hot all afternoon," he proffered94. "Got the fire line done, though. How're those canteens--full? I'll trade you my empty one." He took a long draught95. "That tastes good. Went dry about three o'clock, and haven't had a drop since."
They left him there, leaning on the handle of his hoe. Jack Pollock seemed to know where the place described as the camp-site was located, for after various detours96 and false starts, he led them over the brow of a knoll to a tiny flat among the pine needles where they were greeted by whinnies from unseen animals. It was here very dark. Jack scraped together and lit some of the pine needles. By the flickering light they saw the four saddles dumped down in a heap.
"There's a side hill over yander with a few bunches of grass and some of these blue lupins," said Jack. "It ain't much in the way of hoss-feed, but it'll have to do."
He gathered fuel and soon had enough of a fire to furnish light.
"It certainly does seem plumb97 foolish to be lightin' _more_ fires!" he remarked.
In the meantime Amy had unsaddled her own horse and was busy unpacking98 one of the pack animals. Bob followed her example.
"There," she said; "now here are the canteens, all full; and here's six lunches already tied together that I put up before we started. You can get them to the other boys. Take your tools and run along. I'll straighten up, and be ready for you when you can come back."
"What if the fire gets over to you?" asked Bob.
"I'll turn the horses loose and ride away," she said gaily99.
"It won't get clost to there," put in Jack. "This little ridge is rock all round it. That's why they put the camp here."
"Where's water?" asked Amy.
"I don't rightly remember," confessed Pollock. "I've only been in here once."
"I'll find out in the morning. Good luck!"
Jack handed Bob three of the canteens, a hoe and rake and one of the flat files.
"What's this for?" asked Bob.
"To keep the edge of your hoe sharp," replied Jack.
They shouldered their implements100 and felt their way in the darkness over the tumbled rock outcrop. As they surmounted101 the shoulder of the hill, they saw once more flickering before them the fire line.
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