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I awaited his approach until he was within two yards of the muzzle of my gun. To do the fellow justice, he charged manfully although he saw my barrels peering over the wall and staring him in the face, raising his bozna he was shouting to his comrades, alante, alante, ahora tenemos -- come on come on now we have him -- His sheepskin jacket was almost brushing the muzzle of my gun, and he was in the act of raising his own piece to fire, when I pulled the trigger. Before I knew that the gun had missed fire I had turned the other barrel on one of the others who was now scrambling over the wall, but the dull sound of the hammer striking the cap without its exploding alone struck upon my ear, and then I was aware of my first bang having also snapped. My first antagonist was now on the top of the wall with one leg over, and in another instant would have shot me when I gave a faint with the barrels of my gun right into his face, for I had not time to administer a good round blow with the butt, and he stumbled and fell over to the ground, his piece going off harmlessly in the fall. At the same instant, I bolted down the hill side into the marsh as quick as lightening, followed by two shots from the others, and jumping into a pool 5 or 6 feet in depth, I swam to the other side & getting some reeds between me & my pursuers, splashed & spluttered through the marsh as fast as my legs would carry me.