eph bozeman was so familiar with the pecos river, from its source in the rocky mountains to its junction with the rio grande, that he conducted his friends to a fording place, where it was crossed without any of them wetting their feet. riding up the opposite bank, they started across the comparatively level country, and by the middle of the afternoon struck a piece of grazing ground, which the hunters told him belonged to the ranch that the banker, mr. lord, had sent strubell and lattin to inspect.

the lands were so extensive that there were many portions from which not the first glimpse could be gained of the adobe structure that was erected nearly a half century before.

the little party pushed onward, and before the sun dipped below the horizon began the[223] ascent of a moderate slope, from the top of which the coveted view could be obtained.

since rickard and his companion must have known of the pursuit, they would be on the lookout for the texans, who were eager to befriend nick ribsam. it was decided not to allow them to know the cowboys had arrived in the vicinity before the following day. strubell hinted that important events might be brought about between the setting and the rising of the sun.

herbert, who began to feel a natural nervousness as the crisis approached, made several inquiries about jim-john, the half-breed, and his companion, who had been left behind. were they not likely to abandon the pack horses on discovering they had been flanked by the texans, and hasten to the help of the couple that had been the first to cross over from western texas to new mexico? but when eph bozeman agreed with strubell and lattin that there was nothing to be feared of that nature, herbert bade good-by to his fears and fixed his attention on that which was in front.

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leaving their animals in the hollow, where they were safe against disturbance, the four climbed the elevation, the youth carrying one field glass, while strubell had the other. the trapper had never used anything of the kind, and refused to do so now. he claimed that his eyes were as good as ever—and he was undoubtedly right—and he needed no artificial aid.

it looked like useless precaution, but on reaching the crest the party crouched low in order to render themselves less conspicuous.

“thar she is!” said old eph, extending his left hand to westward, while his right grasped his inseparable rifle; “and i’ll bet them new-fangled machines won’t show you anything more than i see this very minute.”

a mile away stood a broad, firm building, of a slatish yellow color as seen through the clear air. it was of adobe or sun-dried bricks, which, in the course of time, had become compact and hard enough to resist a bombardment of six-pounders better than many forts erected for that purpose.

“a mile away stood a broad, firm building.”

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the land immediately surrounding the structure was smooth and quite level, and covered with grass which wore a soft, beautiful tint, mellowed by the intervening distance. on the further side of the building were a few bushes, bearing a resemblance to the well known mesquite growth so common in many portions of the southwest.

these were the main features of the scene when viewed by the unaided eye, but the helpful field glass added something.

lying on his face, with his instrument pointed at the building, herbert watrous studied it closely. he offered the instrument to lattin, but he, seeing how much the youth was interested, declined, and waited until strubell was ready to pass the other to him.

the youth noted the broad door in the middle, with a small narrow window on either side of the upper story. the front was like that of an immense box, there being little slope to the roof. it was probably one of those mission houses built in the preceding century by the jesuits, who devoted their lives to the conversion of the indians, and that,[226] having been abandoned by them as civilization advanced, had been taken possession of by those who secured a claim to the extensive tract which surrounded it.

being questioned on this point, bozeman as well as the texans replied that such was undoubtedly the fact, for it was far different from the flimsy structures of wood used by ranchmen in other sections. there was a court inside, after the fashion of the older houses in spanish countries, the building itself enclosing this open space, so that when manned by only a few, it was capable of withstanding the attack of a large force.

bozeman stated further that the ranch was abandoned because of the indians. while the men who made their homes there were safe so long as they stayed behind the wall, they could not afford to remain there. hundreds of cattle had been killed or run off by the apaches, whose chief hunting grounds are further west, until the ranchmen who essayed the business became discouraged and gave it up.

as a consequence, the place had been[227] allowed to run to waste for years. during that time the grazing had improved, though a large part of the thousands of acres had paid tribute to other cattlemen. besides this, the marauding apaches, with which our government was having much trouble at that time, were mainly in the western part of the territory and in arizona. this made the ranch so inviting that it was beginning to attract attention, and when mr. lord, in san antonio, was offered it for what was really a small sum, he was warranted in sending a couple of trustworthy experts to examine and report upon it.

this was the destination toward which the texans and herbert watrous had been riding through many long days, and that was now in sight. by a strange order of things, which at present he could not understand, the ranch was the objective point also of the two evil men who held nick ribsam as prisoner.

he had puzzled his brain many times to read the meaning of all this; but though he had formed his theory, he forced himself to be[228] content to wait until the texans or events themselves should reveal the truth.

the most careful scrutiny of the front and eastern side of the adobe building failed to show any sign of life. that, however, was no proof that it was not there. the horsemen might have ridden abreast through the broad door, closing it after them, placed their horses within the numerous quarters facing the court within, and then, climbing to the roof, watch the eastern horizon for a sign of their pursuers.

fully ten minutes passed without a word being spoken by our friends, who were inspecting the building from the crest of the elevation. they were so intent on their work that nothing else was thought of.

having studied every foot that was visible, herbert went over it again several times, but with no better success than at first. he was gifted with fine eyesight, and, when he finally lowered his glass with a sigh, he glanced across at strubell, who, having passed the other instrument to lattin, was looking expectantly into the face of the youth.

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“how did you make out?” he asked.

“i couldn’t find anything at all,” replied herbert. “did you?”

“well, yes; rickard, slidham, and nick are there, but a bigger surprise awaits them than us.”

“what do you mean?”

“point your glass over to the left,” replied the texan, “and i think you will see something that will surprise you.”