anywhere save in the Everhard Manuscript.
*

For nineteen years now the refuge that I selected had been almost
continuously occupied, and in all that time, with one exception, it
has never been discovered by an outsider. And yet it was only a
quarter of a mile from Wickson's hunting-lodge, and a short mile
from the village of Glen Ellen. I was able, always, to hear the
morning and evening trains arrive and depart, and I used to set my
watch by the whistle at the brickyards.*

* If the curious traveller will turn south from Glen Ellen,
he will find himself on a boulevard that is identical with
the old country road seven centuries ago. A quarter of a
mile from Glen Ellen, after the second bridge is passed, to
the right will be noticed a barranca that runs like a scar
across the rolling land toward a group of wooded knolls.
The barranca is the site of the ancient right of way that in
the time of private property in land ran across the holding
of one Chauvet, a French pioneer of California who came from
his native country in the fabled days of gold. The wooded
knolls are the same knolls referred to by Avis Everhard.

The Great Earthquake of 2368 A.D. broke off the side of one
of these knolls and toppled it into the hole where the
Everhards made their refuge. Since the finding of the
Manuscript excavations have been made, and the house, the
two cave rooms, and all the accumulated rubbish of long
occupancy have been brought to light. Many valuable relics
have been found, among which, curious to relate, is the