Roof Tree

Excerpt: "Between the smoke-darkened walls of the mountain cabin still murmured the last echoes of the pistol''s bellowing, and it seemed a voice of everlasting duration to the shock-sickened nerves of those within. First it had thundered with the deafening exaggeration of confined space, then its echo had beaten against the clay-chink wall timbers and rolled upward to the rafters. Now, dwindled t...