CHAPTER XXV.

ON THE RANGE.

Although it was nearly noon, the time when the natives of Yucatan

believe a siesta is absolutely necessary, Cummings insisted that the

flight should be continued without further delay.

"It would not be surprising if the Chan Santa Cruz sentinels had seen

that idiotic Jake, and followed him in order to learn where we were

hiding," he said when Neal asked why they had left the ravine during the

hottest portion of the day. "If the Indians should besiege us here, it

would only be a few hours before surrender must be made, because of lack

of water, therefore we can render our position no worse, and may succeed

in bettering it by going now."

Poyor evidently looked at the matter in the same light, for he made no

protest; but began at once to prepare for the tramp.

Jake, after eating a hearty meal, had stretched out at the further end

of the hiding place, and was just giving himself up to the luxury of

slumber when Teddy aroused him by saying:

"Come, what are you lying here for? We are ready to start, and there's a

good deal of satisfaction in knowing that this time you'll have to carry

your share of the load."

"But I've got to have a nap first. Just think how long it's been since

I've had a chance to close my eyes."

"You'll have to wait awhile. Both Cummings and Poyor believe it is

absolutely necessary for us to make a quick move, and if you're not

ready they will go away alone."

Jake began to protest; but Teddy cut him short by saying:

"It won't do any good to kick. They are angry because we were forced to

leave the cave, and won't spend much time coaxing."

"Hurry along," Cummings shouted impatiently. "We must be well up on the

range before sunset."

These words spoken in an imperative tone caused Jake to spring to his

feet very nimbly, and as he neared the entrance Poyor pushed one of the

packages toward him as he said:

"We carried all last night, and it would be only right to give you a

double load."

"I'd have to take it if you did," Jake replied; but as if to prevent any

different distribution of the burdens, he tied this one on quickly,

saying when it was fastened firmly to his back, "Now I'm ready to tramp

as long as you do; but it would have suited me better if I'd had time

for a nap."

"It will serve you right if you don't get a chance to sleep for a week,"

Cummings replied sharply. "Go on, Poyor leads the way as before, and see

to it that you keep close at his heels."

The fugitives soon learned that however difficult it might be to travel

through the tangled underbrush of the forest, it was as nothing compared

to clambering over the ledges of green or white rock which formed the

base of the range.

Here there was nothing to shield them from the fervent rays of the sun,

and so intense was the heat that it seemed as if they were walking over

the top of a furnace.

The only relief from the excessive warmth was when they came upon a deep

fissure in the rocks where was a pool of water, with the most gorgeous

flowers around the margin. Everywhere else the soil was sandy, covered

in places with pebbles and burning gravel. In front of them were the

mountains, bare and sterile, on which the least experienced of the party

knew no drop of water could be found.

As a matter of course both Cummings and Poyor kept strict watch over

the surrounding country lest the enemy should be creeping upon them

unawares; but when, late in the afternoon, a short halt was called,

nothing suspicious had been seen.

"I don't understand how you could have wandered around twenty-four hours

without being discovered by some of the sentinels," Cummings said to

Jake, when they were reclining on the side of the mountain in the shadow

cast by an overhanging rock, where a full view of the valley beneath

could be had.

"Perhaps they have given over lookin' for us," the engineer suggested.

"There's no chance of that. Every square foot of the country will be

searched, and sooner or later they'll come across our trail."

"How long will it take us to get over the range?" Neal asked.

"It is impossible to say: but we must keep moving nearly all the time,

for the small amount of water we have with us now is the last that'll be

seen until we are on the other side."

"I feel as if I could drink the entire supply, and then want more,"

Teddy said, the knowledge that they were cut off from all means of

adding to the store making him thirsty.

"I reckon every one in the party feels much the same way," Cummings

replied grimly. "If it was possible to find a stream now and then the

journey across the range would not be such a dangerous one."

With the exception of the suggestion he made when they first halted,

Jake did not join in the conversation. His eyes had closed in slumber

almost instantly after lying down, and during half an hour he was

allowed to sleep uninterruptedly.

Then Poyor awakened him, and the weary march was resumed, the advance

becoming more difficult each moment as they climbed higher up on the

range.

About two hours before nightfall the sun was hidden from view by dense

masses of dark clouds, and the boys hailed with joy this relief from the

burning heat.

"If we could only have it like this all the time!" Neal exclaimed.

"Better the sun than the clouds," Cummings said in a tone of anxiety,

and Poyor increased his pace, no longer searching with his eyes for the

enemy; but casting quick glances from side to side as if hunting for

some particular object.

A south wind came up, and the boys were trudging along right merrily,

despite their fatigue, when it was as if a solid sheet of water

descended upon them.

There had been no warning drops to give notice of the coming storm; but

the rain literally fell in torrents, drenching the fugitives at the

first downpour.

It was now impossible to see twenty feet in either direction. The

driving rain and the white clouds which completely enveloped the

mountain shut out everything from view.

The enemy might have crept close upon them without being aware of the

fact.

There was no place in which to shelter themselves, and the boys had a

thorough illustration of what a tropical rain-storm may be during the

time Poyor was hunting for such a place as would serve to shield them

from the flood.

Not until half an hour had passed did they make a halt, and then the

Indian led them under an overhanging ledge, in front of which was a

sheer descent of eighty feet or more to the valley beneath.

"Here we can wait until the worst of the gale has blown over," he said,

as he threw down his burden and prepared to enjoy a long rest. "It is

not likely we shall be able to move to-night, and there is no fear the

enemy will come upon us while the storm rages."

"We shall at least be where the canteens can be filled," Cummings

replied in a tone of content, "and by gaining a fresh supply of water

the journey will be robbed of half its dangers, consequently a wetting

is of but little consequence."

To have seen the mountain at this moment one would hardly have thought

that the party could have suffered from thirst. Every crevice of the

rocks was now a stream, and by reaching out in a dozen different

directions a quantity of the precious liquid could be obtained.

The only thing to cause alarm was the fact that this storm was but the

beginning of the summer season, during which rain might be expected each

day, and thus the danger of fever while crossing the low lands would be

greatly increased.

"The sentinels will certainly keep under cover during such weather as

this," Cummings said in a tone of satisfaction, "and we may be able to

get over the range without a hand to hand fight, as I had anticipated."

Under such climatic conditions the meat would not keep sweet many hours,

and Poyor set the entire stock before his companions, saying as he did

so:

"What cannot be eaten must be thrown away, therefore he is fortunate who

can now swallow enough to prevent the pangs of hunger from being felt

during the next forty-eight hours."

"But we certainly won't be forced to stay here that length of time,"

Neal replied. "It can't rain all the day and night."

"It is safe to count on a long storm," Cummings added. "This is the

beginning of the bad season, and there will be a certain amount of water

fall each day."

"Did you take the fact into consideration when you made ready to visit

the Silver City?" Neal asked.

"Of course, and if there had been nothing to prevent the carrying out of

my plans we would have been clear of the swamp by this time, or so near

the edge that but a few hours traveling must have taken us through."

It was worse than useless to talk of what might have been, and the

little party settled down to make themselves as comfortable as possible

under the circumstances.

Overhead the rock sheltered them from the rain; but now that every

crevice had been turned into a stream it was difficult to protect one's

self from the innumerable tiny crevices through which the water was

pouring, and each member of the party lay down in turn only to find

himself literally flooded out before it was possible to gain any rest.

The night had come, and the air, so warm a few hours previous, was

uncomfortably cold.

Jake proposed that a fire be built, providing he could find a sufficient

quantity of dry wood; but both Cummings and Poyor decided against it in

a very emphatic manner.

"Although we have been traveling for the past six or eight hours where

any one in the valley might see us, we are not so insane as to build a

beacon here that our pursuers may be guided to this halting place."

Cummings spoke in a petulant tone, and fearing that he might add

something regarding the fact that if Jake had behaved himself all would

now be in the cave, Teddy hastened to say:

"If we can't build a fire why not spend the time walking, for it will be

impossible to sleep with this rain beating down upon us?"

"It would take a better man than Poyor to lead the way in the darkness

and storm. Here we must stay, at least until morning, and then unless

the rain has ceased falling, it will be a case of going hungry awhile."

Finding that there was to be no change in the condition of affairs, Jake

had crawled into the further end of the shelter where, with the water

dripping down upon him he was trying his best to sleep, and Neal curled

up beside him.

Poyor, regardless of the weather, remained just outside the rock as if

on guard, while Cummings, a few paces behind him, sat upon a fragment of

stone listening intently, and Teddy wisely concluded to find a resting

place somewhere, for he was so weary that repose seemed absolutely

necessary, more especially since there could be no doubt but that the

journey would be continued immediately the storm cleared away.

Selecting a spot where some portion of his body could be kept dry, he

lay down, and, regardless of all discomforts was soon oblivious to

everything around him.

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