"And you know Captain Pedro Samblich ?" continued I."Yes," said the villain, who had killed a kinsman of Samblich--"yes, indeed; he is a great friend of mine." "I know it," said I.Samblich had told me to shoot him on sight.

Pointing to my rifle on the cabin, he wanted to know how many times it fired.

"Cuantos ?" said he.

When I explained to him that that gun kept right on shooting, his jaw fell, and he spoke of getting away.

I did not hinder him from going.