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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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A
clean-picked
framework
of
crushed
and
broken
giant
bones
was
all
that
was
left
of
the
late
bellowing
monster.
Six-legged
water
dogs
were
polishing
them
hopefully,
or
delving
into
them
with
their
long,
sinuous
snouts
for
the
marrow.
The
Earth
man
fired
a
few
shots
with
his
six-shooter,
and
they
scattered,
dragging
the
bodies
of
their
fallen
companions
to
a
safe
distance
to
be
eaten.
Only
one
of
the
flash
pistols
was
in
working
order.
The
other
had
been
trampled
by
heavy
hoofs
and
was
useless.
A
heavy
handicap
under
which
to
traverse
fifty
miles
of
abysmal
jungle.
They
started
with
nothing
for
breakfast
except
water,
of
which
they
had
plenty.
Fortunately
the
outcroppings
of
rocks
and
gravel
washes
were
becoming
more
and
more
frequent,
and
they
were
able
to
travel
at
much
better
speed.
As
they
left
the
low-lying
jungle
land
they
entered
a
zone
which
was
faintly
reminiscent
of
a
terrestial
jungle.
It
was
still
hot,
soggy,
and
fetid,
but
gradually
the
most
primitive
aspects
of
the
scene
were
modified.
The
over-arching
trees
were
less
closely
packed,
and
they
came
across
occasional
rock
clearings
which
were
bare
of
vegetation
except
for
a
dense
carpet
of
brown,
lichenlike
vegetation
that
secreted
an
astonishing
amount
of
juice.
They
slipped
and
sloshed
through
this,
rousing
swarms
of
odd,
toothed
birds,
which
darted
angrily
around
their
heads
and
slashed
at
them
with
the
razor-sharp
saw
edges
on
the
back
of
their
legs.
Annoying
as
they
were,
they
could
be
kept
away
with
branches
torn
from
trees,
and
their
presence
connoted
an
absence
of
the
deadly
jungle
flesh-eaters,
permitting
a
temporary
relaxation
of
vigilance
and
saving
the
resources
of
the
last
flash
gun.
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