By this time he was surrounded by the others, all maintaining a precarious foothold in the shifting shale. And what they saw caused them all to join with Bud in wondering amazement.
For there, in what was a great natural bowl of the earth, with partly sloping green sides, and with a floor covered by gra.s.s, with a pool of sparkling water in the centre, were the missing cattle! The whole of the big herd that had been driven away from Happy Valley was there, it seemed. There they were, in that vast, natural amphitheatre with food and water at hand, and, apparently, as content as when they grazed on the range of the boy ranchers.
"By all the rattlers that ever rattled!" cried Snake. "We sure have found "em!"
"And they"re all right, too!" added Yellin" Kid, as he gazed through the crack which had been opened when Bud pulled out the bush. For it was only through the crack that they were able to view the steers contentedly feeding and drinking within that vast bowl. That is what it was--bowl much more immense in size than the one where Yale battles with Princeton and Harvard. More immense than the Palmer Stadium at Old Na.s.sau. The walls towered higher, and it was greater in diameter. It was almost a perfect bowl in shape--that is as perfect as so natural a formation could be.
"But how did the cattle ever get in there!" exclaimed Nort.
"And how are we going to get them out?" asked d.i.c.k.
For it seemed, at first sight, that there was no entrance or egress. And certainly nothing could get in over the top, or out that way. For though the sides of the great, natural bowl were green up to a certain distance, beyond that, and between the rim and a point half way down, they were almost perpendicular in straightness. And, being of rock, they would, it seemed, afford scarcely a foot or hand-hold for the most expert "human fly."
"There must be a way in," declared Slim.
"And out, too," added Yellin" Kid. "Those rustlers never would have driven th" steers in here unless there was some way of getting "em out."
"But what is this place, anyhow!" asked Nort. "It looks like the Yale bowl, but it never could have been built by man."
"It wasn"t," said Bud. "It"s the crater of an extinct volcano. It has been filled up, with land-slides, probably, and the winds and the birds have brought gra.s.s seeds here, year after year, until it makes a regular corral for cattle. There"s water, too, which isn"t surprising. That"s what it is, an old volcano crater. I heard there was one around here, but I never had time to look for it."
"Yes, I"ve heard of it myself," admitted Slim, "but I didn"t think it was like this. Let"s have another look."
d.i.c.k and Nort moved aside to give the foreman a place of advantage, and when he had looked through a spot where the crack was wider he said: "I see where they can get th" cattle out.
Here, take a look, Bud," and Slim handed the ranch lad a pair of field gla.s.ses that had been brought along in case of emergency.
They were of value now.
"Down at th" far end, and a little to the left of centre," Slim directed Bud"s gaze. "There"s a sort of fence of trees piled up.
That"s th" entrance all right--or one of "em."
"You"re right!" agreed Bud when he had taken a careful observation. "But is there more than one!"
"Must be," said Slim. "The rustlers never drove th" cattle in away around _there_. They sent "em in from _this_ end. Th" trail ends right here, an" it"s here where th" rustlers drove th" cattle in."
"But where?" asked Bud. "There isn"t a sign of an opening!"
"Because they closed it after them," went on the foreman. "I begin to see it now. There must have been a break in the wall of the old crater right about here. They drove th" cattle in an" it was an easy matter t" let some of th" dirt slide down an" fill it up again. Let"s take a look with a view t" seein" if I"m right."
It is easier to find a clue when you know just what you are looking for. And it did not take long for the experienced eyes of the cow punchers to discover where earth and shale from above had been recently dislodged and allowed to slide down to cover what must have been the same sort of natural opening into the side of the wall as that at the far end, closed by a fence of trees. This was to keep the cattle in without men being needed to ride herd.
"Yes, it does look as if they"d taken "em in here," said Bud, when it was found that the trail of the steers led to the foot of the crater wall, where all signs stopped. "If we had looked up a little, instead of sticking so close to the ground, we might have seen this clue before."
"All in good time," observed Slim. "The question is, now, how can we get in there?"
"It will be easy enough," suggested Nort. "All you"ll have to do will be to enlarge the crack we looked through."
"That"s all right for us getting inside that crater," observed d.i.c.k, "but what about our horses? They can"t scramble up there."
"Then what can we do?" asked Bud. "Ride around to the other entrance?"
"That would take too long," answered the foreman. "I fancy that Del Pinzo and his gang are on their way to this natural corral now, t" drive out th" cattle they stole from us. We"ve got t" get ahead of "em!"
"But how?" Bud wanted to know.
"I think we can dig out enough of th" shale an" dirt they slid int" th" opening, so that we can get th" horses through," Slim answered. "We ought t" have shovels, but we can use sticks t" dig with. It will take longer, but it"s the best we can do."
Little time was lost in putting this plan into operation. With a hatchet, which formed part of their camp equipment, some strong poles were cut from one of the few trees that grew on the slope of the gorge, and with these digging operations began. It was slow work, but many hands were engaged and soon an opening was made so that entrance could be had to the original crack in the rocky side of the bowl. For it was by this crack that the cattle had been driven in. And the crack had only been partly filled with broken rock and earth to conceal it from view.
"Yes, they did come in this way!" cried Bud as he and the others urged their horses through the opening and into the bowl proper--the crater of the extinct volcano. "Look, plenty of signs!" There was no doubt of it. The rustlers had driven the cattle into the defile, hazed them along until they reached the opening into this great natural hiding place, and then the rest was easy.
The animals had been run into this solitary place, pa.s.sing through the narrow, fissure-like opening in the rocky wall, a crack similar to, but larger, than the opening through which Bud had made his discovery. Then shale and dirt had been started, in a miniature avalanche, down the side of the slope, effectually hiding the means by which the cattle were secreted away.
"No wonder we thought an airship had been used," commented d.i.c.k.
Before them lay the vast crater of the old volcano, inactive for centuries. Nature had covered the hard lava with a layer of soil in which grew rich gra.s.s. And nature had further made the place an ideal corral for cattle by supplying a large spring of water.
It was a "rustler"s paradise," to quote Slim Degnan.
As the boy ranchers rode into the amphitheatre, the cattle at the far end, and in the middle, stopped grazing to look at them.
"We"re friends of yours!" called Bud, waving his hat in the joy at finding his lost stock.
"Yes, but here come some fellows who aren"t!" shouted Yellin"
Kid.
"Where?" asked Bud, quickly.
"There!" Kid pointed to the far end of the crater, if one may use the word "end" in referring to a circular bowl.
The cowboy posse saw, riding at top speed into the great depression, a crowd of men, who, as they came nearer, could be recognized as the Del Pinzo gang. The Greaser leader was not in evidence, however.
"They"re after the cattle!" cried Nort.
"Well, they won"t get "em without a fight!" shouted Bud.
He drew his weapon, an example followed by the others, and as the two parties, one representing law and order and the other the wild, reckless element, started toward each other, the fight began.
CHAPTER XXIV
A DESPERATE CHANCE
"Come on, fellows; Come on!" yelled Bud, as he clapped his heels against the sides of his pony and rushed toward the rustlers.
"Give "em all they got coming!"
"We"re with you!" cried Nort.
"A fight to the finish!" shouted d.i.c.k.