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Portrait of T. S. Stribling T. S. Stribling The Web of the Sun (Adventure Magazine… (1922)

Lassiter looked around impatiently at the question. Birdsong continued:
“The only sure thing in life is death, Brother Lassiter. All of us has got to die. Your time may come before morning; hadn't you better get ready to meet your Maker?”
It annoyed Lassiter to have Birdsong talking of death. Death, whose black robes he had brushed half an hour ago, had again withdrawn itself to a respectful distance. In his heart, Lassiter felt that death would show a certain consideration for the worth and consequence of Charles Lassiter. Death would come at the end of a long and useful life.
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Portrait of T. S. Stribling T. S. Stribling The Web of the Sun (Adventure Magazine… (1922)

Lassiter walked over and ventured to lie down on his stomach and peep over the ledge again. Once more the height made him feel squeamish, but he held his eyes resolutely to their task. To lower a horse to the ledge beneath him, even a derrick would have failed. It would have been necessary to swing the animal inward about fifty feet, land it with precision on a ledge too narrow for a horse's footing. And after that—what went with the horse?
Nobody went down into the abyss with a horse. Yet something had attacked their camp and had escaped down this rope.
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Portrait of T. S. Stribling T. S. Stribling The Web of the Sun (Adventure Magazine… (1922)

There was much more to Nunes' oration and the vast man heard it to the end with a mountain-like patience. When the Colombian came to a definite stop, the behemoth disregarded it all with a completeness that was droll and turned to Lassiter.
“Where did you men come from?” he asked in a queer sort of Quichua.
“From over the rim, señor,” Lassiter made an upward gesture.
The colossus nodded—
“A man came over the rim once before, señor; no doubt he was a kinsman of yours.”
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