"The Navajoes."
"The Navajoes!"
"Yes. My mind has not been easy since I saw them go eastward from the Pinon. I cannot understand why they did so, unless they meditated an attack on some settlements that lie on the old Llanos" trail. If not that, my fears are that they have made a descent on the valley of El Paso, perhaps on the town itself. One thing may have prevented them from attacking the town: the separation of Dacoma"s party, which would leave them too weak for that; but still the more danger to the small settlements both north and south of it."
The uneasiness I had hitherto felt arose from an expression which Seguin had dropped at the Pinon spring. My mind had dwelt upon it, from time to time, during our desert journeyings; but as he did not speak of it afterwards, I thought that he had not attached so much importance to it.
I had reasoned wrongly.
"It is just probable," continued the chief, "that the Pa.s.senos may defend themselves. They have done so heretofore with more spirit than any of the other settlements, and hence their long exemption from being plundered. Partly that, and partly because our band has protected their neighbourhood for a length of time, which the savages well know. It is to be hoped that the fear of meeting with us will prevent them from coming into the Jornada north of the town. If so, ours have escaped."
"G.o.d grant," I faltered, "that it may be thus!"
"Let us sleep," added Seguin. "Perhaps our apprehensions are idle, and they can benefit nothing. To-morrow we shall march forward without halt, if our animals can bear it. Go to rest, my friend; you have not much time."
So saying, he laid his head in his saddle, and composed himself to sleep. In a short while, as if by an act of volition, he appeared to be in a profound slumber.
With me it was different. Sleep was banished from my eyes, and I tossed about, with a throbbing pulse and a brain filled with fearful fancies.
The very reaction from the bright dreams in which I had just been indulging rendered my apprehensions painfully active. I began to imagine scenes that might be enacting at that very moment: my betrothed struggling in the arms of some savage; for these southern Indians, I knew, possessed none of the chivalrous delicacy that characterise the red men of the "forest."
I fancied her carried into a rude captivity; becoming the squaw of some brutal brave; and with the agony of the thought I rose to my feet and rushed out upon the prairie.
Half-frantic, I wandered, not heeding whither I went. I must have walked for hours, but I took no note of the time.
I strayed back upon the edge of the barranca. The moon was shining brightly, but the grim chasm, yawning away into the earth at my feet, lay buried in silence and darkness. My eye could not pierce its fathomless gloom.
I saw the camp and the caballada far above me on the bank; but my strength was exhausted, and, giving way to my weariness, I sank down upon the very brink of the abyss. The keen torture that had hitherto sustained me was followed by a feeling of utter la.s.situde. Sleep conquered agony, and I slept.
CHAPTER FORTY TWO.
THE FOE.
I must have slept an hour or more. Had my dreams been realities, they would have filled the measure of an age.
At length the raw air of the morning chilled and awoke me. The moon had gone down, for I remembered that she was close to the horizon when I last saw her. Still it was far from being dark, for I could see to a considerable distance through the fog.
"Perhaps the day is breaking," thought I, and I turned my face to the east. It was as I had guessed: the eastern sky was streaked with light; it was morning.
I knew it was the intention of Seguin to start early, and I was about summoning resolution to raise myself when voices broke on my ear. There were short, exclamatory phrases, and hoof-strokes upon the prairie turf.
"They are up, and preparing to start." With this thought, I leaped to my feet, and commenced hurrying towards the camp.
I had not walked ten paces when I became conscious that the voices were behind me!
I stopped and listened. Yes; beyond a doubt I was going from them.
"I have mistaken the way to the camp!" and I stepped forward to the edge of the barranca for the purpose of a.s.suring myself. What was my astonishment to find that I had been going in the right direction, and that the sounds were coming from the opposite quarter.
My first thought was that the band had pa.s.sed me, and were moving on the route.
"But no; Seguin would not. Oh! he has sent of a party to search for me: it is they."
I called out "Hollo!" to let them know where I was. There was no answer; and I shouted again, louder than before. All at once the sounds ceased. I knew the hors.e.m.e.n were listening, and I called once more at the top of my voice. There was a moment"s silence! Then I could hear a muttering of many voices and the trampling of horses as they galloped towards me.
I wondered that none of them had yet answered my signal; but my wonder was changed into consternation when I perceived that the approaching party were on the other side of the barranca!
Before I could recover from my surprise, they were opposite me and reining up on the bank of the chasm. They were still three hundred yards distant, the width of the gulf; but I could see them plainly through the thin and filmy fog. There appeared in all about a hundred hors.e.m.e.n; and their long spears, their plumed heads, and half-naked bodies, told me at a glance they were Indians!
I stayed to inquire no further, but ran with all my speed for the camp.
I could see the hors.e.m.e.n on the opposite cliff keeping pace with me at a slow gallop.
On reaching the spring I found the hunters in surprise, and vaulting into their saddles. Seguin and a few others had gone out on the extreme edge, and were looking over. They had not thought of an immediate retreat, as the enemy, having the advantage of the light, had already discovered the strength of our party.
Though only a distance of three hundred yards separated the hostile bands, twenty miles would have to be pa.s.sed before they could meet in battle. On this account Seguin and the hunters felt secure for the time; and it was hastily resolved to remain where we were, until we had examined who and what were our opponents.
They had halted on the opposite bank, and sat in their saddles, gazing across. They seemed puzzled at our appearance. It was still too dark for them to distinguish our complexions. Soon, however, it grew clearer; our peculiar dress and equipments were recognised; and a wild yell, the Navajo war-cry, came pealing over the abyss!
"It"s Dacoma"s party!" cried a voice, "they have taken the wrong side o"
the gully."
"No," exclaimed another, "thar"s too few o" them for Dacoma"s men. Thar ain"t over a hundred."
"Maybe the flood tuk the rest," suggested the first speaker.
"Wagh! how could they "a missed our trail, that"s as plain as a waggon track? "Tain"t them nohow."
"Who then? It"s Navagh. I kud tell thar yelp if I wur sleepin"."
"Them"s head chief"s niggurs," said Rube, at this moment riding forward.
"Looke! yonder"s the old skunk hisself, on the spotted hoss!"
"You think it is they, Rube?" inquired Seguin.
"Sure as shootin", cap."
"But where are the rest of his band? These are not all."
"They ain"t far off, I"ll be boun". Hish-sh! I hear them a-comin"."
"Yonder"s a crowd! Look, boys! look!"
Through the fog, now floating away, a dark body of mounted men were seen coming up the opposite side. They advanced with shouts and e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns, as though they were driving cattle. It was so. As the fog rose up, we could see a drove of horses, horned cattle, and sheep, covering the plain to a great distance. Behind these rode mounted Indians, who galloped to and fro, goading the animals with their spears, and pushing them forward.
"Lord, what a plunder!" exclaimed one of the hunters.
"Ay, them"s the fellows have made something by thar expedition. We are comin" back empty as we went. Wagh!"
I had been engaged in saddling my horse, and at this moment came forward. It was not upon the Indians that my eye rested, nor upon the plundered cattle. Another object attracted my gaze, and sent the blood curdling to my heart.