Crusoe's island . *• rf^iff. THE OBADB. 428 A PEEP AT WASHOE. seconds elapsed before we were all off, dashing helter-skelter up the trail. The horses plunged and stumbledover the rocks, slush, and mud in a manner truly pitiablefor them and dangerous for us. In some places the muleshad cut through for hundreds of yards, and the trail wasperfectly honey-combed. But there was no time for hu-manity. Dashing the spurs into the bleeding sides ofour animals, we pushed on as if all the evil powers ofVirginia City were after us. Go it, boys! our captain shouted; neck or noth-ing ! I see the train! Two
Crusoe's island . *• rf^iff. THE OBADB. 428 A PEEP AT WASHOE. seconds elapsed before we were all off, dashing helter-skelter up the trail. The horses plunged and stumbledover the rocks, slush, and mud in a manner truly pitiablefor them and dangerous for us. In some places the muleshad cut through for hundreds of yards, and the trail wasperfectly honey-combed. But there was no time for hu-manity. Dashing the spurs into the bleeding sides ofour animals, we pushed on as if all the evil powers ofVirginia City were after us. Go it, boys! our captain shouted; neck or noth-ing ! I see the train! Two hundred yards more andwere all safe! Caraja ! Heres another train right on us I It was a palpable truth. The pack-mules came lum-bering down around a point not fifty yards from us. Dismount all! Wheel! and cut back for your lives!This was the order. In a moment we were all plungingfrantically in the snow. Some of the horses were stam-peded, and one man had gotten his riata around his mules had also commenced .a stamp
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