On the Trail of Geronimo — page 45: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 37 upon him before reaching the bottom of the gorge. He leaped the other way. Concentrating all the strength of which he was master, he strove desper- ately to make the road, but he did not come with- in ten feet of it. His wild clutching failed to grasp anything, and he started on the fearful descent after the stage, and only a few feet be- hind it. | The carriage collided with a projecting rock in its path. A prodigious gash was hewn into its side, and its speed was retarded for the moment, when it went on with a more terrific rate than before. The momentary pause gave Dick time to make another effort for himself. His hands struck some- thing which he knew from the sensation was a bush. He griped with might and main, and with a thrill of hope found that his downward progress was checked. Holding fast with both hands to the slender bush, he could hear the stage as it crashed and splintered and bounded, going lower, lower and — lower, the horrid grinding, shattering noise grow- ing fainter and fainter, until, in the condition of his tense nerves, it seemed that the seconds were Conniclooo SS (C(O) mM