"An", no one havin" a higher tempriture than that, Clarence captures the pot. It was a queer kind o" game.
"Well, on that particular Sunday morning they"s some unpleasantness along o" one o" the other one-lungers layin" it out as how Clarence had done some monkey-business to make his tempriture so high. It was said as how Clarence had took and drunk some hot tea afore comin" into the game at Bud"s. They all began to discuss that same p"int.
"Naturally, they don"t go at it polite, and to make their remarks p"inted they says a cuss-word occasional, and Clarence, bein" a high-steppin" gent as takes n.o.body"s dust, slings it back some forceful.
"Then all at once they hears Peg-leg beller from where"s he layin" on the lounge (they ain"t figured on his bein" so contiguous), and he gives it to be understood, does Peg-leg, as how the next one-lunger that indulges in whatsoever profanity will lose his voice abrupt.
"They all drops out at that, bar the chap who had the next highest tempriture to Clarence. Him having missed the pot by only a degree or so is considerable sore.
""Why," says he, "I"ve had a reg"lar _fever_ since yesterday afternoon, an" only just dodged a hem"rage by a squeak. I"m all legitimate, I am; an" if you-alls mis...o...b..s as how my tempriture ain"t normal you kin jes"
ask the doctor. I don"t take it easy that a strappin", healthy gesabe whose case ain"t nowheres near the hopeless p"int yet steps in here with a scalded mouth and plays it low."
"Clarence he r"ars right up at that an" forgits about Peg-leg an"
expresses doubts, not to say convictions, about the one-lunger"s chances of salvation. He puts it all into about three words, an" just as quick as look at it we hears ol" Peg-leg"s wooden stump a-comin". We stampedes considerable prompt, but Clarence falls over a chair, an" before he kin get up Peg-leg has him by the windpipe.
"Now I ain"t billin" myself as a all-round star hero an" general grand-stand man. But I was sure took with Clarence, an" I"d "a" been real disappointed if Peg-leg "ud a-killed him that morning--which he sure was tryin" to do when I came in for a few chips.
"I don" draw on Peg-leg, him being down on his knees over Clarence, an"
his back turned, but without sensin" very much _what_ I"m a-doin" of I grabs holt o" the first part o" Peg-leg that comes handy, which, so help me, Bob, is his old wooden leg. I starts to pull him off o" Clarence, but instead o" that I pulls off the wooden leg an" goes a-staggerin"
back agin the wall with the thing in my fist.
"Y"know how it is now with a fightin" pup if you pull his tail while he"s a-chawin" up the other pup. Ye can bat him over the head till you"re tired, or kick him till you w"ars your boot out, an" he"ll go right on chawin" the harder. But monkey with his tail an" he"s that sensitive an" techy about it that he"ll take a interest right off.
"Well, it were just so with Peg-leg--though I never knew it. Just by accident I"d laid holt of him where he was tender; an" when he felt that leg go--say, lemme tell you, he was some excited. He forgits all about Clarence, and he lines out for me, a-clawin" the air. Lucky he"d left his gun in the other room.
"Well, sir, y"ought to have seen him, a-hoppin" on one foot, and banging agin the furniture, jes" naturally black in the face with rage, an"
doin" his darnedest to lay his hands on me, roarin" all the whiles like a steer with a kinked tail.
"Well, I"m skeered, and I remarks that same without shame. I"m skeered.
I don"t want to come to no grapples with Peg-leg in his wrath, an" I knows that so long as he can"t git his leg he can"t take after me very fast. Bud"s saloon backs right up agin the bluff over the river. So what do I do but heave that same wooden leg through one o" the back windows, an" down she goes (as I _thought_) mebbe seventy feet into the canon o"
the Colorado? And then, mister man, _I skins out--fast_.
"I takes me headlong flight by way o" the back room and _on-root_ pitches Peg-leg"s gun over into the canon, too, an" then whips around the corner of the saloon an" fetches out ag"in by the street in front.
With his gun gone an" his leg gone, Peg-leg--so long"s y"ain"t within arm"s reach--is as harmless as a horned toad. So I kinda hangs "round the neighbourhood jes" to see what-all mout turn up.
"Peg-leg, after hoppin" back to find that his gun was gone, to look for his leg, comes out by the front door, hoppin" from one chair to another, an" seein" me standin" there across the street makes remarks; an" he informs me that because of this same little turn-up this mornin" I ain"t never goin" to live to grow hair on my face. His observations are that vigorous an" p"inted that I sure begin to see it that way, too, and I says to myself:
""Now you, Bunt McBride, you"ve cut it out for yourself good and hard, an" the rest o" your life ain"t goin" to be free from nervousness.
Either y"ought to "a" let this here h.e.l.l-roarin" maverick alone or else you should "a" put him clean out o" business when you had holt o" his shootin"-iron. An" I ain"t a bit happy." And then jes" at this stage o"
the proceedings occurs what youse "ud call a diversion.
"It seemed that that wood stump didn"t go clean to the river as I first figured, but stuck three-fourths the way down. An" a-course there"s a fool half-breed kid who"s got to chase after it, thinkin" to do Peg-leg a good turn.
"I don"t know nothin" about this, but jes" stand there talkin" back to Peg-leg, an" pre-tendin" I ain"t got no misgivings, when I sees this kid comin" a-cavoortin" an" a-cayoodlin" down the street with the leg in his hands, hollerin" out:
""Here"s your leg, Mister Peg-leg! I went an" got it for you, Mister Peg-leg!"
"It ain"t so likely that Peg-leg could "a" caught me even if he"d had his leg, but I wa"n"t takin" no chances. An" as Peg-leg starts for the kid I start, too--with my heart knockin" agin my front teeth, you can bet.
"I never knew how fast a man could hop till that mornin", an", lookin"
at Peg-leg with the tail o" my eye as I ran, it seemed to me as how he was a-goin" over the ground like a ole he-kangaroo. But somehow he gets off his balance and comes down all of a smash like a rickety table, an"
I reaches the kid first an" takes the leg away from him.
"I guess Peg-leg must "a" begun to lay it out by then that I held a straight flush to his ace high, for he sits down on the edge of the sidewalk an", being some winded, too, he just glares. Then byme-by he says:
""You think you are some smart now, sonny, but I"m a-studyin" of your face so"s I"ll know who to look for when I git a new leg; an" believe me, I"ll know it, m"son--yours and your friend"s too" (he meant Clarence)--"an" I guess you"ll both be kind o" sick afore I"m done with you. _You!_" he goes on, tremendous disgustful. "You! an" them one-lungers a-swearin" an" a-cussin" an" bed.a.m.nin" an" bedevilin" one a-other. Ain"t ye just ashamed o" yourselves ?" (he thought I was a one-lunger, too); "ain"t ye ashamed--befoulin" your mouths, and disturbin" the peace along of a quiet Sunday mornin", an" you-alls waist over in your graves? I"m fair sick o" my job," he remarks, goin" kind o"
thoughtful. "Ten years now I"ve been range-ridin" all this yere ranch, a-doin" o" my little feeble, or"nary best to clean out the mouths o" you men an" purify the atmosphere o" G.o.d"s own country, but I ain"t made _one_ convert. I"ve pounded "em an" booted "em, an" busted "em an" shot "em up, an" they go on cussin" each other out harder"n ever. I don"t know w"at all to do an" I sometimes gets plumb discouraged-like."
"Now, hearin" of him talk that-a-way, an" a-knowin" of his weakness, I gits a idea. It"s a chanst and mebbee it don"t pan out, but I puts it up as a bluff. I don"t want, you see, to spend the rest o" my appointed time in this yere vale o" tears a-dodgin" o" Peg-leg Smith, an" in the end, after all, to git between the wind and a forty-eight caliber do-good, sure not. So I puts up a deal. Says I: "Peg-leg, I"ll make a bargint along o" you. You lays it out as how you ain"t never converted n.o.body out o" his swearin" habits. Now if you wants, "ere"s a chanst.
You gimmee your word as a gent and a good-man-an"-true, as how you won"t never make no play to shoot me up, in nowise whatsoever, so long as we both do live, an" promise never to bust me, or otherwise, and promise never to rustle me or interfere with my life, liberty and pursuit o"
happiness, an" thereunto you set your seal an" may Lord "a" mercy on your soul--you promise that, an" I will agree an" covenant with the party o" the first part to abstain an" abjure, early or late, dry or drinkin", in liquor or out, out o" luck or in, rangin" or roundin", from all part an" parcel o" profanity, cuss-words, little or big, several and separate, bar none; this yere agreement to be considered as bindin" an"
obligatory till the day o" your demise, decease or death. _There!_" says I, "there"s a fair bargint put up between man an" man, an" I puts it to you fair. You comes in with a strong ante an" you gets a genuine, guaranteed an" high-grade convert--the real article. You stays out, an"
not only you loses a good chanst to cut off and dam up as vigorous a stream o" profanity as is found between here and Laredo, but you loses a handmade, copper-bound, steel-riveted, artificial limb--which in five minutes o" time," says I, windin" up, "will sure feed the fire. There"s the bargint."
"Well, the ol" man takes out time for about as long as a thirsty horse-rustler could put away half a dozen drinks an" he studies the proposition sideways and endways an" down side up. Then at last he ups and speaks out decided-like:
""Son," he says, "son, it"s a bargint. Gimmee my leg."
"Somehow neither o" us mis...o...b..s as how the other man won"t keep his word; an" I gives him his stump, an" he straps her on joyful-like, just as if he"d got back a ole friend. Then later on he hikes out for Mojave and I don" see him no more for mebbee three years."
"And then?" I prompted.
"Well, I"ll tell you," continued Bunt, between mouthfuls of pie, "I"ll tell you. This yere prejudice agin profanity is the only thing about this yere Peg-leg that ain"t pizen bad, an" _that_ prejudice, you got to know, was just along o" his being loco on that one subjeck. "Twa"n"t as if he had any real principles or convictions about the thing. It was just a loco prejudice. Just as some gesabes has feelin"s agin cats an"
snakes, or agin seein" a speckled n.i.g.g.e.r. It was just on-reasonable. So what I"m aimin" to have you understand is the fact that it was extremely appropriate that Peg-leg should die, that it was a blame good thing, and somethin" to be celebrated by free drinks all round.
"You can say he treated me white, an" took my unsupported word. Well, so he did; but that was in spite o" what he really was hisself, "way on the inside o" him. Inside o" him he was black-bad, an" it wa"n"t a week after we had made our bargint that he did for a little Mojave kid in a way I don"t like to think of.
"So when he took an" died like as how I"m a-going to tell you of, I was plumb joyful, not only because I could feel at liberty to relieve my mind when necessary in a manner as is approved of and rightful among gents--not only because o" that, but because they was one less bad egg in the cow-country.
"Now the manner o" Peg-leg"s dying was sure hilarious-like. I didn"t git over laughin" about it for a month o" Sundays--an" I ain"t done yet. It was sure a joke on Peg-leg. The cutest joke that ever was played off on him.
"It was in Sonora--Sonora, Arizona, I mean. They"d a-been a kind o" gold excitement there, and all the boys had rounded up. The town was full--chock-a-block. Peg-leg he was there too, drunk all the time an"
bullyin" everybody, an" slambangin" around in his same old way. That very day he"d used a friend o" his--his best friend--cruel hard: just mean and nasty, you know.
"Well, I"m sitting into a little game o" faro about twelve o"clock at night, me an" about a dozen o" the boys. We"re good an" interested, and pretty much to the good o" the game, an" somebody"s pa.s.sin" drinks when all at once there"s a sure big rumpus out in the street, an" a gent sticks his head thro" the door an" yells out:
""Hi, there, they"s a fire! The Golden West Hotel is on fire!"
"We draws the game as soon as convenient and hikes out, an", my word, you"d "a" thought from the looks o" things as how the whole town was going. But it was only the hotel--the Golden West, where Peg-leg was stayin"; an" when we got up we could hear the ol" murderer bellerin" an"
ragin", an" him drunk--of course.
"Well, I"m some excited. Lord love you, I"d as soon "a" seen Peg-leg shot as I would eat, an" when I remembers the little Mojave kid I"m glad as how his time is at hand. Saved us the trouble o" lynchin" that sooner or later had to come.
"Peg-leg"s room was in the front o" the house on the fourth floor, but the fire was all below, and what with the smoke comin" out the third-story winders he couldn"t see down into the street, no more"n the boys could see him--only they just heard him bellerin".
"Then some one of "em sings out:
""Hey, Peg-leg, jump! We got a blanket here."