XV. IN ANOTHER TRAP

XVI. FANNIN'S CAMP

XVII. THE SAD SURRENDER

XVIII. THE BLACK TRAGEDY

XIX. THE RACE FOR THE BOAT

XX. THE CRY FOR VENGEANCE





CHAPTER I

IN THE STORM


The horseman rode slowly toward the west, stopping once or twice to
examine the wide circle of the horizon with eyes that were trained to
note every aspect of the wilderness. On his right the plains melted away
in gentle swell after swell, until they met the horizon. Their brown
surface was broken only by the spiked and thorny cactus and stray bits
of chaparral.

On his left was the wide bed of a river which flowed through the sand,
breaking here and there into several streams, and then reuniting, only