y did. He was not trying to make pretty
letters, but they were all deeply cut and clearly legible.
On the largest stone of the central monument, and on the side monuments,
and then on the face of the cliff near the ledge, he cut the name of the
mine, "The Buckhorn," and below that on the cliff and one monument he cut
the date of discovery and Steve Harrison's name.
"Put on yours too, Murray."
"Well, if you say so. It may be safer. Only I turn all my rights over
to you. I'll do it on paper if I ever get a chance."
"I only want my share."
All the while he was chiselling so skilfully and swiftly Murray was
explaining to Steve how he was to act when he reached the settlements,
and how he should make a legal record of his ownership of that property.
"You must be careful to describe all these marks exactly; the ruins, too,
the canyon, the lay of the land, the points of the compass--everything.
After all, it may be you'll never be able to work it. But you're young,
and there's no telling. The first thing for you to do is to get out of
the scrape you're in now."
Steve felt as if there were no longer any doubt of that.
During the busy hours spent on the ledge by their masters the two horses
had been feeding and resting, and both Murray and Steve felt like
following their example.
"Start a fire, Steve; it'll be perfectly safe. I'll try for a deer, and
we'll cook enough to carry us for two days."
CHAPTER XIV
The advance of To-la-go-to-de and his Lipans that day had been a slow
one. It grew slower and more cautious as hour after hour and mile
after mile of rugged mountain riding went by without any word from the
two pale-face scouts.
The chief himself grew uneasy, and he would have sent another party in
search of No Tongue and the Yellow Head but for fear of defeating the
very object he had in view.
They, he thought, would surely return or send him some word before
nightfall; but the sun was nearly setting when at last he went into
camp with his discontented warriors on the very spot where Steve and
Murray had made their own halt before daylight.
Then, indeed, he could wait no longer, and several braves were ordered
out on foot, with others on horseback, a little behind them, to explore
what was left of the pass and see what they could find. They could
have done more for their chief and themselves if the night had not been
a somewhat cloudy one, and not a brave of them ventured to desce
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