The whole surface of the cliff wall bore figures of all shapes--men, mammals, birds and strange devices, some in red paint, mostly in yellow.

Some showed the wear of time; others were clear and sharp.
Wallace puffed up to me, but he had wind enough left for another whoop.
Jones puffed up also, and seeing the first thing a rude sketch of what might have been a deer or a buffalo, he commented thus: "Darn me if I ever saw an animal like that?
Boys, this is a find, sure as you're born.

Because not even the Piutes ever spoke of these figures.

I doubt if they know they're here.

And the cowboys and wranglers, what few ever get by here in a hundred years, never saw these things.