By this time we had hardly a pint of water left between us.
"We here finished the supply, and I then said, as I could not speak before, 'Look here, Gibson, you see we are in a most terrible fix, with only one horse.

Only one can ride, and one must remain behind.

I shall remain; and now listen to me.

If the mare does not get water soon, she will die; therefore, ride right on; get to the Kegs, if possible, to-night, and give her water.

Now that the cob is dead, there'll be all the more water for her.