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IX

THE FACE OF DEATH

I MUST HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION. When I awoke

I was very hungry, and after busying myself searching

for fruit for a while, I set off through the jungle to

find the beach. I knew that the island was not so large

but that I could easily find the sea if I did but move

in a straight line, but there came the difficulty as there

was no way in which I could direct my course and hold it,

the sun, of course, being always directly above my head,

and the trees so thickly set that I could see no distant

object which might serve to guide me in a straight line.

As it was I must have walked for a great distance since I

ate four times and slept twice before I reached the sea,

but at last I did so, and my pleasure at the sight of it

was greatly enhanced by the chance discovery of a hidden

canoe among the bushes through which I had stumbled just

prior to coming upon the beach.

I can tell you that it did not take me long to pull

that awkward craft down to the water and shove it far

out from shore. My experience with Ja had taught me that

if I were to steal another canoe I must be quick about

it and get far beyond the owner's reach as soon as possible.

I must have come out upon the opposite side of the

island from that at which Ja and I had entered it,

for the mainland was nowhere in sight. For a long time I

paddled around the shore, though well out, before I saw

the mainland in the distance. At the sight of it I lost

no time in directing my course toward it, for I had long

since made up my mind to return to Phutra and give myself

up that I might be once more with Perry and Ghak the Hairy One.

I felt that I was a fool ever to have attempted to

escape alone, especially in view of the fact that our

plans were already well formulated to make a break for

freedom together. Of course I realized that the chances

of the success of our proposed venture were slim indeed,

but I knew that I never could enjoy freedom without

Perry so long as the old man lived, and I had learned

that the probability that I might find him was less than slight.

Had Perry been dead, I should gladly have pitted my

strength and wit against the savage and primordial world

in which I found myself. I could have lived in seclusion

within some rocky cave until I had found the means to

outfit myself with the crude weapons of the Stone Age,

and then set out in search of her whose image had now

become the constant companion of my waking hours,

and the central and beloved figure of my dreams.

But, to the best of my knowledge, Perry still lived

and it was my duty and wish to be again with him, that we

might share the dangers and vicissitudes of the strange

world we had discovered. And Ghak, too; the great,

shaggy man had found a place in the hearts of us both,

for he was indeed every inch a man and king.

Uncouth, perhaps, and brutal, too, if judged too harshly

by the standards of effete twentieth- century civilization,

but withal noble, dignified, chivalrous, and loveable.

Chance carried me to the very beach upon which I

had discovered Ja's canoe, and a short time later I

was scrambling up the steep bank to retrace my steps

from the plain of Phutra. But my troubles came when I

entered the canyon beyond the summit, for here I found

that several of them centered at the point where I

crossed the divide, and which one I had traversed

to reach the pass I could not for the life of me remember.

It was all a matter of chance and so I set off down

that which seemed the easiest going, and in this I made

the same mistake that many of us do in selecting the path

along which we shall follow out the course of our lives,

and again learned that it is not always best to follow

the line of least resistance.

By the time I had eaten eight meals and slept twice

I was convinced that I was upon the wrong trail,

for between Phutra and the inland sea I had not slept

at all, and had eaten but once. To retrace my steps

to the summit of the divide and explore another canyon

seemed the only solution of my problem, but a sudden

widening and levelness of the canyon just before me seemed

to suggest that it was about to open into a level country,

and with the lure of discovery strong upon me I decided

to proceed but a short distance farther before I turned back.

The next turn of the canyon brought me to its mouth,

and before me I saw a narrow plain leading down to an ocean.

At my right the side of the canyon continued to the

water's edge, the valley lying to my left, and the foot

of it running gradually into the sea, where it formed

a broad level beach.

Clumps of strange trees dotted the landscape here and there

almost to the water, and rank grass and ferns grew between.

From the nature of the vegetation I was convinced that

the land between the ocean and the foothills was swampy,

though directly before me it seemed dry enough all the

way to the sandy strip along which the restless waters

advanced and retreated.

Curiosity prompted me to walk down to the beach,

for the scene was very beautiful. As I passed along

beside the deep and tangled vegetation of the swamp I

thought that I saw a movement of the ferns at my left,

but though I stopped a moment to look it was not repeated,

and if anything lay hid there my eyes could not penetrate

the dense foliage to discern it.

Presently I stood upon the beach looking out over the

wide and lonely sea across whose forbidding bosom no

human being had yet ventured, to discover what strange

and mysterious lands lay beyond, or what its invisible

islands held of riches, wonders, or adventure.

What savage faces, what fierce and formidable beasts were

this very instant watching the lapping of the waves upon

its farther shore! How far did it extend? Perry had told

me that the seas of Pellucidar were small in comparison

with those of the outer crust, but even so this great ocean

might stretch its broad expanse for thousands of miles.

For countless ages it had rolled up and down its countless

miles of shore, and yet today it remained all unknown

beyond the tiny strip that was visible from its beaches.

The fascination of speculation was strong upon me.

It was as though I had been carried back to the birth

time of our own outer world to look upon its lands and

seas ages before man had traversed either. Here was a

new world, all untouched. It called to me to explore it.

I was dreaming of the excitement and adventure which lay

before us could Perry and I but escape the Mahars,

when something, a slight noise I imagine, drew my attention

behind me.

As I turned, romance, adventure, and discovery in the

abstract took wing before the terrible embodiment of all

three in concrete form that I beheld advancing upon me.

A huge, slimy amphibian it was, with toad-like body and the

mighty jaws of an alligator. Its immense carcass must have

weighed tons, and yet it moved swiftly and silently toward me.

Upon one hand was the bluff that ran from the canyon to the sea,

on the other the fearsome swamp from which the creature

had sneaked upon me, behind lay the mighty untracked sea,

and before me in the center of the narrow way that led

to safety stood this huge mountain of terrible and menacing

flesh.

A single glance at the thing was sufficient to assure me

that I was facing one of those long-extinct, prehistoric

creatures whose fossilized remains are found within

the outer crust as far back as the Triassic formation,

a gigantic labyrinthodon. And there I was, unarmed, and,

with the exception of a loin cloth, as naked as I had come

into the world. I could imagine how my first ancestor

felt that distant, prehistoric morn that he encountered

for the first time the terrifying progenitor of the thing

that had me cornered now beside the restless, mysterious sea.

Unquestionably he had escaped, or I should not have been

within Pellucidar or elsewhere, and I wished at that moment

that he had handed down to me with the various attributes

that I presumed I have inherited from him, the specific

application of the instinct of self-preservation which saved

him from the fate which loomed so close before me today.

To seek escape in the swamp or in the ocean would have been

similar to jumping into a den of lions to escape one upon

the outside. The sea and swamp both were doubtless alive

with these mighty, carnivorous amphibians, and if not,

the individual that menaced me would pursue me into either

the sea or the swamp with equal facility.

There seemed nothing to do but stand supinely and await my end.

I thought of Perry--how he would wonder what had become of me.

I thought of my friends of the outer world, and of how they

all would go on living their lives in total ignorance

of the strange and terrible fate that had overtaken me,

or unguessing the weird surroundings which had witnessed

the last frightful agony of my extinction. And with these

thoughts came a realization of how unimportant to the life

and happiness of the world is the existence of any one of us.

We may be snuffed out without an instant's warning, and for

a brief day our friends speak of us with subdued voices.

The following morning, while the first worm is busily

engaged in testing the construction of our coffin,

they are teeing up for the first hole to suffer more

acute sorrow over a sliced ball than they did over our,

to us, untimely demise. The labyrinthodon was coming

more slowly now. He seemed to realize that escape for me

was impossible, and I could have sworn that his huge,

fanged jaws grinned in pleasurable appreciation of

my predicament, or was it in anticipation of the juicy

morsel which would so soon be pulp between those

formidable teeth?

He was about fifty feet from me when I heard a voice

calling to me from the direction of the bluff at my left.

I looked and could have shouted in delight at the sight

that met my eyes, for there stood Ja, waving frantically

to me, and urging me to run for it to the cliff's base.

I had no idea that I should escape the monster that had

marked me for his breakfast, but at least I should not

die alone. Human eyes would watch me end. It was cold

comfort I presume, but yet I derived some slight peace

of mind from the contemplation of it.

To run seemed ridiculous, especially toward that steep

and unscalable cliff, and yet I did so, and as I ran I

saw Ja, agile as a monkey, crawl down the precipitous

face of the rocks, clinging to small projections, and the

tough creepers that had found root-hold here and there.

The labyrinthodon evidently thought that Ja was coming

to double his portion of human flesh, so he was in no

haste to pursue me to the cliff and frighten away this

other tidbit. Instead he merely trotted along behind me.

As I approached the foot of the cliff I saw what Ja intended

doing, but I doubted if the thing would prove successful.

He had come down to within twenty feet of the bottom,

and there, clinging with one hand to a small ledge,

and with his feet resting, precariously upon tiny bushes

that grew from the solid face of the rock, he lowered

the point of his long spear until it hung some six feet

above the ground.

To clamber up that slim shaft without dragging Ja down

and precipitating both to the same doom from which the

copper-colored one was attempting to save me seemed

utterly impossible, and as I came near the spear I told

Ja so, and that I could not risk him to try to save myself.

But he insisted that he knew what he was doing and was

in no danger himself.

"The danger is still yours," he called, "for unless you

move much more rapidly than you are now, the sithic

will be upon you and drag you back before ever you

are halfway up the spear--he can rear up and reach

you with ease anywhere below where I stand."

Well, Ja should know his own business, I thought, and so I

grasped the spear and clambered up toward the red man

as rapidly as I could--being so far removed from my simian

ancestors as I am. I imagine the slow-witted sithic,

as Ja called him, suddenly realized our intentions and

that he was quite likely to lose all his meal instead

of having it doubled as he had hoped.

When he saw me clambering up that spear he let out a hiss

that fairly shook the ground, and came charging after me

at a terrific rate. I had reached the top of the spear

by this time, or almost; another six inches would give

me a hold on Ja's hand, when I felt a sudden wrench from

below and glancing fearfully downward saw the mighty jaws

of the monster close on the sharp point of the weapon.

I made a frantic effort to reach Ja's hand, the sithic

gave a tremendous tug that came near to jerking Ja

from his frail hold on the surface of the rock,

the spear slipped from his fingers, and still clinging

to it I plunged feet foremost toward my executioner.

At the instant that he felt the spear come away from Ja's

hand the creature must have opened his huge jaws to catch me,

for when I came down, still clinging to the butt end

of the weapon, the point yet rested in his mouth and the

result was that the sharpened end transfixed his lower jaw.

With the pain he snapped his mouth closed.

I fell upon his snout, lost my hold upon the spear,

rolled the length of his face and head, across his

short neck onto his broad back and from there to the ground.

Scarce had I touched the earth than I was upon my feet,

dashing madly for the path by which I had entered this

horrible valley. A glance over my shoulder showed me

the sithic engaged in pawing at the spear stuck through

his lower jaw, and so busily engaged did he remain in this

occupation that I had gained the safety of the cliff top

before he was ready to take up the pursuit. When he did

not discover me in sight within the valley he dashed,

hissing into the rank vegetation of the swamp and that was

the last I saw of him.