THE BARRANCA. 179 
"When I again caught a glimpse of the half-breed, his head was rising 
and sinking with the motion of his horse, a hundred feet below me, as 
he slid along the shelving precipices of the barranca. Yet there was 
no alternative but to follow him ; and as my horse was an old roadster 
in the tierra caliente, I resolved not to be outdone, and so, giving him his 
own time and control of the bridle, I trusted to his sagacity, and put him 
in the path. Nor had I occasion to regret my confidence in the beast ; 
he did his work bravely, feeling his path, leaning against the upper sides 
of the dangerous passes, and clambering along with the tenacity of a fly 
and the activity of a cat. But when we were within fifty feet of the bot- 
tom of the ravine, a sharp turn to the right disclosed to me an almost 
headlong wall of rock for the remaining distance, into which steps had 
been cut that seemed scarcely passable on foot. I looked about me, and 
found there was room to dismount. Although I had great confidence in 
the horse, I confess to more in my own feet ; and thus scrambling on 
ahead, at the length of my lasso, I led the animal to the bottom of the 
dell, through which ran a broad and rapid stream swollen by the recent 
rains. Here I found the guide waiting for me. We plunged in at once, 
and partly swimming the horses and partly scrambling over the huge 
stones that formed the bed of the torrent, we attained the western bank 
in safety. 
Fairly past one difficulty, another confronted us in the ascent of the op- 
posite side, which seemed steeper and more craggy than the other. De- 
termined to try my horse's mettle, I now continued on' his back, and 
prepared him for what he had to expect by leaping a stone-wall at the foot 
of the declivity. He took at once nimbly to the crags, sprang after the 
guide from rock to rock and ledge to ledge, almost at a run; neither laid 
his ears to his neck for a moment, nor faltered for whip, spur, or word of 
encouragement ; and, in half the time occupied in the descent, placed me 
on the top of the plateau. 
But our companions were missing. From our elevated position, we 
commanded an uninterrupted view over the levels of the opposite prairie, 
yet they were neither on it, nor winding down the sides of the glen. Mr, 
Black soon made his appearance, and followed us up the cliffs ; but he 
was not able to account for the rest of the party. In half an hour, how- 
ever, they appeared near a mile up the barranca fording the river; and 
as it was evident that they were in the right direction and saw us, we 
pushed on. Descending another fold of the ravines, and again crossino- 
an arm of the same stream, and zig-zagging another hill to its summit, we 
found ourselves at last on the table-land without the interruption of more 
barrancas. 
Here we were rejoined by some of the party, who reported one of the 
mules to be broken down. The other, however, soon reached us, and it 
was sent back unladen, for the carga of the useless beast that was de- 
tained at the foot of the last declivity. 
