t floated among the mountains,
and rose-colored orange in the sky above them.

"Jock," said Specimen at length.

The boy opened his eyes.

"Your foot is awful, Jock. Can y'u eat?"

"Not with my foot."

"Ah, God bless y'u, Jock! Y'u ain't turruble sick. But _can_ y'u eat?"

Cumnor shook his head.

"Eatin's what y'u need, though. Well, here." Specimen poured a judicious
mixture of whiskey and water down the boy's throat, and wrapped the
awful foot in his own flannel shirt. "They'll fix y'u over to Grant.
It's maybe twelve miles through the canon. It ain't a town any more than
Carlos is, but the soldiers'll be good to us. As soon as night comes you
and me must somehow git out of this."

Somehow they did, Jones walking and leading his horse and the
imperturbable little burro, and also holding Cumnor in the saddle. And
when Cumnor was getting well in the military hospital at Grant, he
listened to Jones recounting to all that chose to hear how useful a
weapon an ice-cream freezer can be, and how if you'll only chase Apaches
in your stocking feet they are sure to run away. And then Jones and
Cumnor both enlisted; and I suppose Jones's friend is still expecting
him in Tucson.

THE SERENADE AT SISKIYOU

Unskilled at murder and without training in running away, one of the two
Healy boys had been caught with ease soon after their crime. What they
had done may be best learned in the following extract from a certain
official report:

"The stage was within five miles of its destination when it
was confronted by the usual apparition of a masked man
levelling a double-barrelled shot-gun at the driver, and the
order to 'Pull up, and throw out the express box.' The driver
promptly complied. Meanwhile the guard, Buck Montgomery, who
occupied a seat inside, from which he caught a glimpse of
what was going on, opened fire at the robber, who dropped to
his knees at the first shot, but a moment later discharged
both barrels of his gun at the stage. The driver dropped from
his seat to the foot-board with five buckshot in his right
leg near the knee, and two in his left leg; a passenger by
his side also dropped with three or four buckshot in his
legs. Before the guard could reload, two shots came from
behind the bushes back of the exposed robber, and Buck fell
to the bottom of the stage mortally wounded--shot through the
back. The whole murderous sally occup