We took some mules in the Spanish lines for a ride yesterday, and the fellow who owned them steered us into the middle of a lot of brigands.

They were too strong for us to show fight, and here we are.

As far as we can make out, they say that, unless 5000 dollars are paid in two days, we are to have our throats cut.

We don't expect that you will get this note, as by this time the 'Falcon' was to have sailed.

In that case we suppose it will be all up with us.