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immediate action, but saw the point after a moment. The Pines packed their slender outfit; we bound the body of our poor friend across his horse, and mournfully retraced our steps. We arrived in camp about ten o'clock, to find Johnny and Don Gaspar anxiously on the alert. When we had imparted our news, their faces, too, darkened with anger. Of us all Vasquez had been the only man who never lost his temper, who had always a flash of a smile for the hardest days. Hastily we threw together provisions for several days, and arranged our affairs as well as we could. We all wanted to go; and Don Gaspar, in spite of the remains of his malarial fever, fairly insisted on accompanying the expedition. "Senores," he said with dignity, "this was my own man from my own people." Nevertheless somebody had to stay in camp, although at first some of us were inclined to slur over that necessity. "There's a strong chance that Injuns will drift by and take all our supplies," Bagsby pointed out. "Chances are slim--in only a day or so; you must admit that," argued Johnny. "Let's risk it. We can scratch along if they do take our stuff." "And the gold?" That nonplussed us for a moment. "Why not bury it?" I suggested. Bagsby and Pine snorted. "Any Injun would find it in a minute," said Pine. "And they know gold's worth something, too," put in Yank. "This is a scout, not a house-moving expedition," said Bagsby decidedly, "and somebody's got to keep camp." "I'll stay, fer one," offered old man Pine, his eyes twinkling from beneath his fierce brows. "I've fit enough Injuns in my time." After some further wrangling we came to drawing lots. A number of small white pebbles and one darker were shaken up in a hat. I drew in the fourth turn, and got the black! "Hard luck, son!" murmured old man Pine. The rest were eager to be off. They leaped upon their horses, brandishing their long rifles, and rode off down the meadow. Old man Pine leaned on the muzzle of his gun, his eyes gleaming, uttering commands and admonitions to his five sons. "You Old," he warned his youngest, "you mind and behave; and don't come back yere without'n you bring a skelp!" We spent the next two days strictly in defence, for we dared not stay long from the stockade. I was so thoroughly downcast at missing the fight that I paid little attention to Pine's well-meant talk. My depression was enhanced by the performance of the duty the others had
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