Adventure Magazine Cover — page 135: what you’re looking at

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dwarfed to a match stick, and the men themselves reduced to less than crawling ants. Eben stiffly climbed the granite bulge. He had been a big man—was yet; but the one time hulking mass of his shoulders had given way to a lean-carved stoop; and his shirt and coarse pants (he still bought clothes of the size he had worn in his youth) draped loosely on his great gaunt frame. His face was seamed and battered by the years, but his iron-gray hair was still crinkly and crisp; and though his deliberate, almost awkward movements confessed that he wasn’t limber any more, the bit of the ax had swung easily, and struck deep. Pete’s leathery, genial face was sober as he slid down the rock to replace Eben. A warning snap spoke from the almost severed trunk, and Pete, suddenly summoning all his strength, laced into the cut with hurried strokes. Pete, as old as Eben, was of only moder- ate height, and had always been spare; hence the years had twisted him less than the bigger man. Under a shag of hair as November 23rd, 1926 133 white as the foam of old Snowbeard his eyebrows lay curiously dark, for they had hardly grayed at all; but his mustache was as white as his forelock. The great tree swayed with slow majesty, as if a harried giant at last moved to crush his puny foes. ‘Jump, you old fool!” yelled Eben, jerk- ing savagely at the rope to swing Pete out of the way. “Timber she falls!” shouted old Pete. He leaped away from the toppling trunk, skittering sidewise along the granite with a comedy simulation of terror which he did not feel. Eben waited half a second to see that Pete was comparatively safe; then, as they had agreed, he dropped the rope and scrambled for his life. From the pine came a savage crackling, as if a hundred light carbines had un- leashed an ill-disciplined volley. A swish of flailing boughs rose to aroar above the voice of the rapids; then the top struck with a resounding boom and a crashing of torn wood. As the huge stem leveled, the butt tore loose from the stump, sprang ten feet into the air, and bludgeoned down against MICLOO© S (C@