Their horses refreshed and rested, they resaddled, crossing the stream, intending to return to the ranchito by evening.  After leaving the bottoms of the creek, Tiburcio showed the young man a trail made by the javeline, and he was surprised to learn that an animal with so small a foot was a dangerous antagonist, on account of its gregarious nature.  Proceeding they came to several open prairies, in one of which they saw a herd of antelope, numbering forty to fifty, making a beautiful sight as they took fright and ran away.  Young Wells afterward learned that distance lent them charms and was the greatest factor in their beauty.  As they rode from one vantage-point to another for the purpose of sight-seeing, the afternoon passed rapidly.

Later, through the interpreter he inquired of Tiburcio if his services could be secured as guide, cook, and companion for the winter, since he had fully made up his mind to occupy the cabin.  Tiburcio was overjoyed at the proposition, as it was congenial to his tastes, besides carrying a compensation.  Definite arrangements were now made with him, and he was requested to be on hand in the morning.  On reaching the ranchito, young Wells’s decision was announced to their host of the night previous, much to the latter’s satisfaction.  During the evening the two Americans planned to return to the village in the morning for the needed supplies.  Tiburcio was on hand at the appointed time, and here unconsciously the young man fortified himself in the old hunter’s confidence by intrusting him with the custody of his gun, blankets, and several other articles until he should return.

A week later found the young hunter established in the cabin with the interpreter and Tiburcio.  A wagon-load of staple supplies was snugly stored away for future use, and they were at peace with the world.  By purchase Wells soon had several saddle ponies, and the old hunter adding his pack of javeline dogs, they found themselves well equipped for the winter campaign.

Hunting, in which the young man was an apt scholar, was now the order of the day.  Tiburcio was an artist in woodcraft as well as in his knowledge of the habits of animals and birds.  On chilly or disagreeable days they would take out the pack of dogs and beat the thickets for the javeline.  It was exciting sport to bring to bay a drove of these animals.  To shoot from horseback lent a charm, yet made aim uncertain, nor was it advisable to get too close range.  Many a young dog made a fatal mistake in getting too near this little animal, and the doctoring of crippled dogs became a daily duty.  All surplus game was sent to the ranchito below, where it was always appreciated.

At first the young man wrote regularly long letters home, but as it took Tiburcio a day to go to the post-office, he justified himself in putting writing off, sometimes several weeks, because it ruined a whole day and tired out a horse to mail a letter.  Hardships were enjoyed.  They thought nothing of spending a whole night going from one turkey roost to another, if half a dozen fine birds were the reward.  They would saddle up in the evening and ride ten miles, sleeping out all night by a fire in order to stalk a buck at daybreak, having located his range previously.