Therefore, the inevitable seemed forced upon
them. They would fortify themselves with a good breakfast, look
over the mesa, make one more circling flight and then attempt to
find Camp Eagle. While Alan made haste to prepare breakfast, Ned
determined first on an examination of the mesa point by daylight.
The rock had a top area of perhaps forty or fifty acres. It had a
rolling surface and was coated with a carpet of dusty sand, except
in the northwest corner. The northern end of the mesa, Ned could
see, widened and ended in a sharp rise almost wall-like in form. At
the western end this wall-like elevation turned the corner and
extended south a short distance, finally dropping down to the
general level of the mesa. In this protected comer grew a strange
grove of gnarled and twisted pines, ill nourished and apparently
very old. Between this comer of the mesa and the sharper promontory
whereon the Cibola had come to anchor, was a wide, sandy, barren
depression.
The narrow portion of the rocky island where the boys had made camp
drew in abruptly to make the point that marked the southern end of
the mesa.
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