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About the

water, trees, wide landscapes; beckoning in such desert deceits as they

often now had seen One day as the brazen sun mocked them from its

zenith they saw that they were not alone on the trail

"Look, ate--she now rode with herher cart when not on the cow

column "See! There's a caravan!"

Her cry was echoed or anticipated by scores of voices of others who had

seen the sa They pointed west and south

Surely there was a caravan--a phantoain, it paralleled the advance of their own

train, which in numbers it seemed to equal Slowly, steadily,

irresistibly, aweson to

thely so, indeed; for when the

leaders of the Wingate wagons paused the riders of the ghostly train

paused also, biding their time with no action to indicate their intent

When the advance was resuain went on, the

rival caravan going forward as fast, no faster than those who regarded

it in a fascinated interest that began to becoood Without doubt it planned an ambush farther on, and

this sinister indifference meant only its certainty of success