We let fly with our Colts; one of them was knocked over, and the other bolted.

Then we went to look at the man in the road; he wur a greaser too.

He had been shot dead.

'I wonder what they shot him for ?' says I.'Maybe it is a private quarrel; maybe he had struck it rich, and has got a lot of gold in his belt.

We may as well look; it is no use leaving it for that skunk that bolted to come back for.' He had got about twenty ounces in his belt, and we shifted it into our bag, and were just going on when 'Zekel--that is one of my mates--said, 'I know this cuss, Dave; it's the chap that lived in that village close to where we were working six months ago; they said he had been fossicking all over Arizona, and that he was the only one who ever came back out of a party who went to locate a wonderful rich spot it was said he knew of.
"'He tried over and over again to get up another party, but no one would try after that first failure.