The enemy is still supplying us with our needs, Ned." As they ate breakfast they resolved to secure another horse.

Obed was of the opinion that the army of Cos was not far away, and he believed that he could steal one.

At least, he was willing to try on the following night, and, if he succeeded, their problem would be simplified greatly.
They remained nearly all the morning in the little valley and devoted a large part of the time to developing their acquaintance with the horse, which was a fine animal, amenable to good treatment, and ready to follow his new masters.
"He looks like an American horse," said Obed, with satisfaction, "and maybe he is one, stolen from the Texans.

He'll carry one of us over many miles of sand and cactus, and he'll be none the worse for it.

But he needs a friend.