The sides of the valley were now narrowing in again, and becoming much steeper; the trees had ceased, and the bare rock rose in some places almost precipitously.
"The water rises high here when there is a storm," Zeke said.

"You see, it is pretty nigh closed up somewhere in front here." "All the better," Dave said; "we can make a fight for it in a place like that, and hold it till dark.

They can't be far behind us now.

Stop the horses a moment and listen." A faint sound was heard.
"That is them," Dave said; "they aint above a mile behind; push on till we find a good place to make a stand.".