I could not see what had become of old Tommy or the bears.
Still hanging to his reins, Asa had jumped from the scoot.

Addison, too, still clinging to his five halters, had leaped off.

Before I got clear, two horses bounded over me.

The three spans on the scoot dashed down the slope, but brought up abruptly on different sides of a tree.

Some of them were thrown down, and the others floundered over them.