At times it appeared scarcely a foot in width; at other times a mere crumbling gully, or a narrow shelf made by the projections of dead boughs and collected debris.

It seemed perilous for a foot passenger, it appeared impossible for a horse.

Nevertheless, he had taken a step forward when Clinch laid his hand on his arm.
"You'll bring up the rear," he said not unkindly, "ez you're a stranger here.

Wait until we sing out to you." "But if I prefer to take the same risks as you all ?" said Hale stiffly.
"You kin," said Clinch grimly.

"But I reckoned, as you wern't familiar with this sort o' thing, you wouldn't keer, by any foolishness o' yours, to stampede the rocks ahead of us, and break down the trail, or send down an avalanche on top of us.