They took his advice, though they had come but nine miles that day.
On the following morning they rose, bright and early, to ascend the hills.

On mustering their little party, the guide was missing.

They supposed him to be somewhere in the neighborhood, and proceeded to collect the horses.

The vaunted steed of Mr.Stuart was not to be found.
A suspicion flashed upon his mind.

Search for the horse of the Snake! He likewise was gone--the tracks of two horses, one after the other, were found, making off from the camp.