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Another
was
served
in
a
similar
manner
;
but
ere
a
third
could
be
attacked
,
the
terrified
survivors
dropped
their
tails
to
the
sward
,
and
went
yelping
away
;
one
and
all
retreating
whence
they
had
come
--
into
the
silent
solitudes
of
the
chapparal
.
The
rescued
man
saw
no
more
.
His
strength
was
completely
spent
.
He
had
just
enough
left
to
stretch
forth
his
arms
,
and
with
a
smile
close
them
around
the
neck
of
his
deliverer
.
Then
,
murmuring
some
soft
words
,
he
fainted
gradually
away
.
His
syncope
was
soon
over
,
and
consciousness
once
more
assumed
away
.
Supporting
himself
on
his
elbow
,
he
looked
inquiringly
around
.
It
was
a
strange
,
sanguinary
spectacle
that
met
his
eyes
.
But
for
his
swoon
,
he
would
have
seen
a
still
stranger
one
.
During
its
continuance
a
horseman
had
ridden
into
the
glade
,
and
gone
out
again
.
He
was
the
same
whose
hoofstroke
had
been
heard
,
and
who
had
lent
a
deaf
ear
to
the
cries
for
help
.
He
had
arrived
too
late
,
and
then
without
any
idea
of
offering
assistance
.
His
design
appeared
to
be
the
watering
of
his
horse
.
The
animal
plunged
straight
into
the
streamlet
,
drank
to
its
satisfaction
,
climbed
out
on
the
opposite
bank
,
trotted
across
the
open
ground
,
and
disappeared
in
the
thicket
beyond
.
The
rider
had
taken
no
notice
of
the
prostrate
form
;
the
horse
only
by
snorting
,
as
he
saw
it
,
and
springing
from
side
to
side
,
as
he
trod
amidst
the
carcases
of
the
coyotés
.
The
horse
was
a
magnificent
animal
,
not
large
,
but
perfect
in
all
his
parts
.
The
man
was
the
very
reverse
--
having
no
head
!
There
was
a
head
,
but
not
in
its
proper
place
.
It
rested
against
the
holster
,
seemingly
held
in
the
rider
's
hand
!
A
fearful
apparition
.
