They came on like a great wave and not a word was said until the creek was reached.
Then they broke the air with wild yells and dashed into the waters of the little stream, but they were destined to become the victims of surprise.
CHAPTER VIII.
INTO THE MOUNTAINS.
Suddenly Silver Sam’s voice rang out:
“Now, boys! draw a bead on each man. Give it to ’em!”
There was a moment’s silence, then the crash of firearms broke it.
From the fringe of sycamores a line of flame leaped forth. The Mexicans fell in heaps in the waters of the creek.
Their surprise attack was turned upon them, and quickly proved the greatest surprise for themselves.
Once again the prospectors fired.
The effect was disastrous in the extreme to the greasers.