Not more than ten Spaniards got inside the inclosure, and they never got out again.
Dan was fighting furiously by Young Glory's side, and the two men seemed to bear charmed lives.
"Kill that yellow-haired dog!" cried a voice in the Spanish ranks; "it's Young Glory!"
Young Glory!
How savagely the Spaniards echoed the name.
"One thousand dollars to the man who kills him!" shouted the same voice.
And then a dozen men, burning to be able to claim the reward, sprang at the rock behind which Young Glory stood.