into a hole.
One day, while he was flying up a hill near San Gabriel
, followed by Rowland
and a dozen rangers, he met John Osborne
, Charley Miles, and two other citizens of Los Angeles
driving in a stylish team.
“ Halt there!”
, not knowing who the man was, began to laugh, and shaking his rein, drove his horses on three of the gang who happened to be riding behind their chief.
Vasquez put up his rifle,
“Out with your money; quick!
A dozen men are coming up.”
declared that he had no money.
“Then I'll take a watch,” said the impatient Vasquez
Miles and Osborne
eyed each other.
Miles had a hunting lever, Osborne
a gold repeater.
“Come, come,” cried the robber, looking down the road, and seeing the cloud of mounted men not more than a thousand yards behind, “ I'll take them both.
Unable to ride the brigand down, Rowland
, acting on Leiva
's hints, affected to renounce the chase.
Vasquez believed the storm gone by. His scouts were near the sheriff of Los Angeles
day and night, and finding that he sat in his office, carelessly smoking his