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JOSE. 79 he hailed the sight of a person on horseback, sud- denly appearing on the crest of the next ridge, in whom he readily recognized Bauman, who at sight of them, raised his rifle into the air and fired a salute. “It appears that they have grown anxious about - us,” Green observed, forcing his horse to an increase of speed. Soon an additional number of men were seen in various directions about them. They were received with greetings of joy, and shortly the trail with the caravan, which had been brought to a halt, lay exposed to their view. “Thank Heaven!” cried Baumann, who, followed by the wagon-boss, had ridden on in advance to meet them. “That was an hour of painful suspense. According to the statements of these men, you were in danger of losing the trail.” “Indeed I was, and I came still nearer being sud- denly dispatched and heavily punished for my fool- hardy attempt,” was Green’s reply, warmly shaking the proffered hand. “It is not owing to myself that I am still alive——” he looked about him for his young companion. The latter, however, had mean- while gone to the head of the caravan, and after quietly tying the horse behind Bill’s wagon, as though nothing of unusual importance had tran- spired, he resumed his seat on the back of one of the draught mules. At that instant Bill’s whip was heard in a series of loud reports, the train was once more set in mo- tion, and the remainder of the men followed. Green, merely shaking his head without ending his sentence, rode onward. “To-night you will learn every detail of my strange adventure,” he said, after a deliberate Gomicboo Ss)