"All right, thank you," said I, giving myself a shake, "but tremendously hungry. I could eat a horse!" At that he laughed, saying, "Before the campaign's over I daresay you will be glad to eat part of one"--a prophecy that was more than fulfilled. Directly after breakfast the men were assembled, the colonel addressed them in a few stirring words, and the march began. We did not anticipate an attack, but a few sturdy and well-mounted peasants from Sama rode ahead to make sure that the route was clear. Outside Tacna we were met by the inhabitants, who escorted us, with much noise and cheering, in triumph to the town. "These worthy people are good patriots, Crawford," said the doctor, who was riding next me. "Hark how they cry 'Down with the Spaniards!' It is lucky for them that we are not part of the Spanish army." "As to that," I answered, "it is as easy to shout for one side as for the other. It is only a matter of words, after all." "Well," he laughed, "if cheers were bullets, we need not go short of ammunition." We remained several days in Tacna, where I had the luck to be quartered on a wealthy Spanish merchant. It was most amusing to be in his company, as he hated us like poison, and, in spite of himself, could hardly prevent his real sentiments from popping out at inconvenient times. However, either from fear or from policy, he treated me well, and during our stay in the town I lived on the best of everything. This was an agreeable interlude in the making of war, and suited me admirably. Like all good things, it came to an end much too soon, and very suddenly. Jose, the doctor, and I had been spending an evening with one of the principal inhabitants, and on coming away met the colonel. "I am pleased that you keep good hours," said he, with a smile. "We march at dawn. The Spaniards are moving in three detachments to intercept us; we must crush them one by one." "Well," exclaimed the doctor pleasantly, "we can't grumble; we have had a pleasant breathing-space." During our stay at Tacna we had received reinforcements, bringing our adventurous party up to four hundred and fifty, of which about a third part consisted of cavalry. The few days' rest had recruited our strength, and we set out in high spirits for Buena Vista, a tiny hamlet at the foot of the Cordillera. As yet we had obtained no definite news of the enemy; but while we lay at Buena Vista, a native scout brought word that a strong Spanish force was stationed at Mirabe, a village some forty miles distant. The colonel's resolution was instantly taken, and as soon as day broke we were once more moving.