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that he had brought us to death.

"But we aren't dead yet," I remarked, "and needn't be if only you will
collect your wits. Come, let us cast about a bit; maybe you'll find
some landmark that will help you."

"No, no," he cried; "we may be right now, and if we stray away we shall
certainly be lost. May the saints preserve us!"

I think the fellow would be there yet, but for the click of Jose's
pistol and the stern ring in his voice as he said sharply,--

"This nonsense has to stop.--Take his arm, Jack.--Now go on without a
word, until you can make up your mind one way or other about the route."

The next quarter of an hour was one of the worst in my life. The man
stumbled this way and that, now going in a straight line, again turning
to right or left, and all the time the troops in our rear were resting
in fancied security. I shuddered to think what would happen if the
guide failed to locate the track. Suddenly he ran forward quickly,
dragging me with him, and then uttered a joyful cry. We were at the
foot of a sandy hillock of peculiar shape, much like, as far as I could
tell, a truncated cone.

It was not high, but apparently of considerable circumference.

The guide laughed and wept like a man bereft of his senses, and then
crying, "We are saved!" he straightway fell on his knees and offered up
a prayer of thanksgiving. The strangely-shaped hillock showed him that
thus far he had led us correctly; and although during the night he had
several further twinges of alarm, he did not lose his nerve again.

As mile after mile was traversed our thirst became excruciatingly
painful, and there was no chance of relief. Between us and the valley
of Sama no drop of water would be found. Still we plodded on, parched
and weary, until in the eastern sky the dawn rose slowly. For just a
brief period we felt the cold, damp, but refreshing breath of morning,
and then the hot sun added to our misery. Our heads were scorched by
its burning rays, and we were almost blinded by the glare reflected
from the deep, loose sand.

It was nearly nine o'clock when the guide, extending his arm,
exclaimed, "Sama--water!" And looking ahead, we caught a glimpse of
the cool green vegetation in the Sama valley.

Under other circumstances it would have been laughable to watch the
effect produced by our near approach to the valley. What semblance of
order the colonel had kept on the march vanished. Breaking their
ranks, the men