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Radbury was too loyal-hearted a man to hang back, and as Dan begged very hard to go too, he was permitted to join half a dozen young men who brought up the rear. To get so many men across the river by boat would have taxed the resources of Gonzales to the utmost, so the majority of the Texans went around by way of the ford, only a few going over in the ferry with the four-pounder.
If ye say the word, I'll climb down and scout around a bit." "There is a cave among yonder rocks," put in another of the Texans. "It is called Haunted Rock by the Indians. The Comanches used to use it as a meeting-place when they were out for plunder. I've often heard old Si Bilkens tell about it." "I have heard of such a cave," answered Amos Radbury.
"So it does, Dan, but while I am willing to give up looking for that Mexican captain, I am not willing to give up looking for Ralph." "Nor I. But the question is, which way shall we turn next?" Amos Radbury shook his head slowly. The party had been out in the timber two days, and, though they had followed several trails, it had availed them nothing.
That evening Pompey served the "spread of his life," as Dan designated it, and never were a party happier than the Radburys and Poke Stover as they sat and ate and drank, and talked over the many things which had happened since the first trouble with the Indians. "But I am glad it is over," said Amos Radbury. "Glad it is over, and equally glad that we are all home once more."
"So you are willing to talk now, Stiger?" "How can I help myself?" "Then tell me why you tried to blow up my cabin?" "I wanted to git squar' fer havin' me locked up." "But you deserved to be locked up, after that attack on Dan and Henry Parker." At this the half-breed shrugged his shoulders. "And you must remember perfectly well what you did before that," continued Amos Radbury.
"And Stiger walked out, I suppose," finished Lieutenant Radbury, bitterly. "We allow as how he run out an' putty quick-like, too." "Did anybody make a hunt for him?" "To be sure. But he had two or three hours the start of us, and so we couldn't find his trail." "Reemer ought to be locked up himself." "We ducked him in the horse-trough. But he wasn't so much to blame, after all.
Soon the settlers began to flock in, all on horseback and armed, ready to do or die for Texas, as the case might be. With the number were Mr. Radbury and Dan. Dan had been to Gonzales to buy some household stores, and his father, hearing of the uprising, had hastened down the river to find his son and see that no harm befell him.
"I now wish I had kept Hank Stiger here," said Mr. Radbury. The half-breed had left the ranch but three days before, apparently very grateful for the manner in which he had been treated. "Well, one thing is certain," declared Dan, "I don't stand for giving up the claim. I'll fight first. Those Mexican officials can do as they please, but they can't budge me." "Good fer Dan!" shouted Stover.
Amos Radbury shook his head, but in the end he consented to let Dan go, providing Poke Stover would accompany him on the trip. The old frontiersman was willing, and early on the following morning the pair set off on their mustangs, each carrying his gun, which was now a custom with all of the settlers. In those days there were two main trails, or wagon roads, crossing the Guadalupe River.
"They must be shooting at something," said Lieutenant Radbury. "But they are not aiming at us, for no bullets have come this way, so far as I can ascertain." "Perhaps they are having a brush with some Indians," suggested another of the party. "They may Hello, what's this coming along the trail? A white mustang, I declare, with a black blaze on his forehead.
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