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Updated: June 6, 2025
"How, master?" "I know your news the yellow hunter has got back?" "Carrambo! it is even so! How did you hear it, master?" "This morning, after you had left me, I crossed a trail I knew it must be theirs." "It was theirs, master. They came in last evening but I have worse news than that." "Worse! what?" "They're after you!" "Ha! already? I guessed that they would be, but not so soon.
"Carrambo!" exclaimed he, as he tendered the garment, "take it, Americano! You maybe able to repay me when you have recovered your possible-sack from the Arapahoes. Mira!" he added, pointing towards the tents "your breakfast is ready: yonder the senorita is calling you.
But what most gratified my companion was to see that several herds of vicunas were bounding backwards and forwards in front of the advancing line. "`Mira! he cried exultingly, `mira! Senor, one, two, three, four four herds, and large ones ah! Carrambo! I looked as he was pointing. I noticed a small band of guanacos springing over the plain.
He suspect we not grow rich so easily. No must get up by old track cross to dry gully down that to Pecos. Take longer make things surer, boy Pepe." "Carrambo!" exclaimed Pepe. "It's a murderous climb. My poor beast's so jaded with the buffalo running, that he'll scarce get up. Carrai!"
He might as well have spared himself the trouble of taking up some of his accoutrements, and pretending to examine them. The feint was perfectly transparent to the rest of us especially when the action ended, by his strolling off almost on the identical track taken by the huntress-maiden! "Amantes?" "Yes; lovers who have been long separated." "Carrambo! Do you say so?
"Carrambo!" exclaimed the Colonel to his subordinate, when, after looking to the stowage of the plunder, the two men sat together in a well-furnished apartment of the hacienda, with a table, decanters, and glasses between them. "It's been a long, tedious tramp, hasn't it? Well, we've not wasted our time, nor had our toil for nothing.
On the south our country is harassed by the Wolf and Mezcalero Apaches, on the north by their kindred, the Jicarillas; while, now and then, it pleases our present allies the Utahs, to ornament their shields with the scalps of our people, and their wigwams with the fairest of our women. Carrambo! senor! a happy country ours, is it not?"
No doubt the horse knew what had happened, but not his rider. Not one of the whole troop appeared to have any suspicion that there was aught amiss until I had crawled into the bushes, and got some distance from the path. Then I could hear them, as they galloped back, and rode whooping through the thicket in search of me. Carrambo, senor! I then felt more anxious than ever.
Before we could arrive on the spot, the man had sprung back into an erect attitude; and, as he stamped his timber leg with violence upon the ground, was heard to exclaim: "Carrambo, camarados! The curs are upon our trail! Oiga los? el perro el perro!" Borne upon the sighing breeze, it was heard above the rushing noise of the waters easily heard, and as easily understood.
"Carrambo!" muttered Leon. "What's the matter with them?" They seemed inclined to escape towards the trees; but, after making a few lengths, they would fall to the ground, tumble about, and then, getting up again, head in the opposite direction! Leon was puzzled, no wonder. He looked around for a solution of this queer conduct on the part of the aïs. No explanation appeared.
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