CHAPTEE XXXIII. 



Th!iEST — L'eNCUEEADO'S EETUEN — THE DESCEIPTION OF HIS JOUENEY 

 — JANET, VEEDET, AND EOUGETTE — HUNTING WILD HOESES— 

 OUE LAST ADVENTUEE — THE EETUEN. 



'HE undertaking was beyond our strength. Panting and 

 1'^ suffocated with heat, and tormented by thirst, we were 



compelled to desist. 

 Lucien's feet pained him dreadfully, but the brave little fellow 

 kept constantly saying, "I should be all right if I could only have 

 a good drink." 



My friend several times gave him his gourd to wet his tongue 

 from, but it was only temporary relief. Night came on, and we 

 began to prepare for our almost hopeless march. A mouthful 

 of brandy gave us a little artificial strength. So even before 



