ACO MAMI, ZDIOS eos, 
But Nimrod was blithe and uncon- 
cerned, so I made no sign of the craven 
soul within me. For an hour or two we 
followed the trail, urging our horses as 
much as possible, but the ascent was 
difficult, and we could not gain on the 
speed of the pack train. Then the trail 
was lost ina gully where the animals had 
gone in every direction to get through. 
My nerves were now on the rack of 
suspense. 
Where were they? Surely, we must 
have passed them! We were on the 
wrong trail, perhaps going away from 
them at every step! 
The screws of fear grew tighter every 
moment during the following hours. 
Nimrod soon found what he considered 
to be the trail, and we proceeded. 
At last we got to the top. No sign 
of them. I could have screamed aloud; 
