The Lost Mountain

CHAPTER ONE.

IN WANT OF WATER.

"_Mira! El Cerro Perdido_!" (See! The Lost Mountain!)

The man who thus exclaims is seated in a high-peak saddle, on the back
of a small sinewy horse. Not alone, as may be deduced from his words;
instead, in company with other men on horseback, quite a score of them.
There are several wagons, too; large cumbrous vehicles, each with a team
of eight mules attached. Other mules, pack animals, form an _atajo_ or
train, which extends in a long line rearward, and back beyond...