"The other thing is to cut down some trees and make a little raft that we can float on until we're rescued, after this hill is under water."
"But the horses and burros," spoke Billy. "What about them?"
"They'll have to take their chances," replied Frank. "They may be able to swim to shore. We'll have to save ourselves."
"And the gold," added Andy, quickly. "Don't forget the treasure of Golden Peak."
"We're not likely to," answered Frank, in a low voice. "It came near being the end of us—and may yet," he added. "Come on," he cried, more cheerfully. "Get to the top, and start the fire. It ought to smoke well with all this rain."
CHAPTER XXX
THE END OF GOLDEN PEAK
"Does it rise very fast, Frank?"
"Yes, she's coming up at a pretty good speed. We haven't much time to spare. We want to get away before dark if we can."
"Then come on up to the top where Billy is," and Andy began making his way up the side of Golden Peak.