A dozen men and boys completed the disarming of the band and that evening set out with them on the south trail.
2 It is doubtful if this history would have been written but for an accidental and highly interesting circumstance.

In the first party young Jack Irons rode a colt, just broken, with the girl captive, now happily released.

The boy had helped every one to get away; then there seemed to be no ridable horse for him.

He walked for a distance by the stranger's mount as the latter was wild.

The girl was silent for a time after the colt had settled down, now and then wiping tears from her eyes.