“We will have to hurry and find that mine,” said Tom, “before we can strike the back trail for home.”
“I have a kind of feeling in my bones,” said Jim, “that we are going to find that mine pretty soon now.”
“We ain’t more than one day’s ride from the section where it is,” said Jeems.
“I’m going to look for a new trail this afternoon,” said Jim. “You boys can work around home.”
“It’s about time those mules and horses had some water,” remarked Juarez.
“Think it’s safe?” inquired Jo.
“To make sure, I’ll take a gallop up the valley a ways,” said Jim, “to see if they have cleared out.”
“That’s the idea,” agreed Juarez. “I’ll take the creek side on my roan.”
In five minutes they were mounted and galloped off, Jim scouting along the mountain slope and Juarez taking the other side. They met at the end of the valley where the trail started up the big canyon. Here they dismounted and examined the ground carefully.