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
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
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
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.