Bennett and Arcane caught us in their arms and embraced us with all their strength, and Mrs.Bennett when she came fell down on her knees and clung to me like a maniac in the great emotion that came to her, and not a word was spoken.

If they had been strong enough they would have carried us to camp upon their shoulders.

As it was they stopped two or three times, and turned as if to speak, but there was too much feeling for words, convulsive weeping would choke the voice.
All were a little calmer soon, and Bennett soon found voice to say:--"I know you have found some place, for you have a mule," and Mrs.Bennett through her tears, looked staringly at us as she could hardly believe our coming back was a reality, and then exclaimed:--"Good boys! O, you have saved us all! God bless you forever! Such boys should never die!" It was some time before they could talk without weeping.

Hope almost died within them, and now when the first bright ray came it almost turned reason from its throne.

A brighter happier look came to them than we had seen, and then they plied us with questions the first of which was:--"Where were you ?" We told them it must be 250 miles yet to any part of California where we could live.