THE PAMPAS. 



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yet with a look of despair, " Tiene armas a fuego 

 I told him I had none to spare, for I had only a short 

 double-barrelled gun and two brace of pistols. "Aqui 

 un sable, Pizarro!" said I, pushing the handle of a 

 sabre towards him from the window of the carriage. 

 "Que sable said he, almost angrily ; and raising his 

 right arm perpendicularly over his head, in a sort of 

 despair, he added, " contra tanta gente !" but while 

 his arm was in the position described, " Vamos 

 said he, in a tone of determined courage, and giving 

 his hand half a turn, he spurred his jaded horse, 

 and advanced instantly at a walk. Poor Cruz, the 

 other peon, seemed to view the subject altogether 

 in a different light ; he said not a word, but as I 

 cast a glance at him, I perceived that his horse, far 

 from pulling the carriage, was now and then hang- 

 ing back a little — a just picture of his rider'*s feel- 

 ings. I could not help for a moment admiring 

 Pizzaro's figure, as I saw him occasionally digging 

 his spurs into the side of his horse, which had me, 

 the carriage, Cruz, and his horse to draw along; 

 however, I now began to think of my own situa- 

 tion. 



I earnestly wished I had never come into the 



