uproar. Also, their only notion of a public fest"val is for one half of the outfit to prance down the middle of the street, while the other half banks itse"f ag"inst the ediotic curb an" looks at "em.
"People in the herd ain"t got no intelligence. We speaks of the lower anamiles as though we just has it on "em completely in the matter of intelligence, but for myse"f I ain"t so sh.o.r.e. The biggest fool of a mule-eared deer savvys enough to go feedin" up the wind, makin" so to speak a skirmish line of its nose to feel out ambushes. Any old bull elk possesses s"fficient wisdom to walk in a half-mile circle, as a concloodin" act before reetirin" for the night, so that with him asleep in the center, even if the wind does shift, his nose"ll still get ample notice of whatever man or wolf may take to followin" his trail.
"That"s what them "lower anamiles" does. An" now I asks, what man, goin" about his numbskull dest"nies, lookin" as plumb wise as a too-whoo owl at noon, ever shows gumption equal to keepin" the constant wind in his face, or has the sense to go walkin" round himse"f as he rolls into his blankets, same as that proodent elk?
After all, I takes it that these yere Fo"th of Jooly upheavals is only one among the ten thousand fashions in which hoomanity eternally onbuckles in expressin" its imbecil"ty.
"Which I certainly do get a heap disgusted at times with the wild beast called man. With all his bluffs about bein" so mighty sagacious, I can sit yere an" see that, speakin" mental, he ain"t better than an even break with turkey gobblers. Even what he calls his science turns finally out with him to be but the accepted ignorance of to-day; an"
he puts in every to-morrow of his existence provin" what a onbounded jacka.s.s rabbit he"s been the day before. It"s otherwise with them lower anamiles; what they knows they knows."
Plainly, something had to be done to fortify my old friend. I fell back, quite as a matter of course, upon that first aid to the injured, another drink, and motioned the black waiter to the rescue. It did my old friend good, that drink, the first fruits of which easier if not better condition being certain fresh accusations against himself.
"The trooth is, I"m a whole lot onused to these yere Fo"th of Jooly outbursts; an" so I ondoubted suffers from "em more keenly, that a-way, than the av"rage gent. You see we never has none of "em in Wolfville; leastwise we never does but once. On that single festive occasion we sh.o.r.e stubs our toe some plentiful, stubs it to that degree, in fact, that we never feels moved to buck the game ag"in.
Once is enough for Wolfville.
"Which it"s the single failure that stains the fame of the camp. At that, the flat-out reely belongs to Red Dog; or at least to Pete Bland, for which misguided party the Red Dogs freely acknowledges reespons"bility as belongin" to their outfit.
"This yere Bland"s dead now an" deep onder the doomsday sods. Also, he died drinkin" like he"d lived.
""What"s the malady?" Enright asks Peets, when the Doc comes trackin"
back, after seein" the finish of Bland.
""No malady at all, Sam," says Peets, plumb cheerful an" frisky, same as them case-hardened drug folks allers is when some other sport pa.s.ses in his checks--"no malady whatsoever. His jag simply stops on centers, as a railroad gent"d say, an" I"m onable to start it ag"in."
"Was Peets any good as a med"cine man? Son, I"m shocked! Peets is packin" "round in his professional warbags the dipplomies of twenty colleges, an" is onchallenged besides as the best eddicated sharp personal on the sunset side of the Mississippi. You bet, he onderstands the difference at least between bread pills an" buckshot, which is a heap sight further than some of these yere drug folks ever studies.
"Colonel Sterett, who"s fa"rly careful about what he says, reefers to Peets in his _Daily Coyote_ as a "intellectchooal giant," an" thar ain"t no record of any scoffer comin" squanderin" along to contradict.
Mebby you"ll say that the omission to do so is doo to the f"rocious att.i.toode of the _Daily Coyote_ itse"f, techin" contradictions, an"
p"int to how that imprint keeps standin" at the head of its editorial columns as a motto, the cynicism:
""Contradict the _Coyote_ and avoid old age!"
"Thar"d be nothin" in it if you do. That motto"s only one of Colonel Sterett"s bluffs, one of his witticisms that a-way. You don"t reckon that, in a spa.r.s.ely settled country, whar the pop"lation is few an"
far between, the Colonel"s goin" to go b.u.mpin" off a subscriber over mebby a mere difference of opinion? The Colonel ain"t quite that locoed."
"But about your Wolfville-Red Dog Fourth of July celebration?" I urged.
"Which I"m in no temper to tell a story--me settin" yere with every nerve as tight as a banjo catgut jest before it snaps. To reelate yarns your mood ought to be the mood of the racontoor--a mood as rich an" rank an" upstandin" as a field of wheat, ready to billow an" bend before every gale of fancy. The way yesterday leaves me, whatever tale I ondertakes to reecount would about come out of my mouth as stiff an"
short an" brittle as chopped hay. Also, as tasteless. Better let it go till some other an" more mellow evenin"."
No; I was ready to accept the chances, and said as much. A chopped-hay style, for a change, might be found acceptable. Supplementing the declaration with renewed Old Jordan, I was so far victorious that my aged man of cattle yielded.
"Well, then," he began reluctantly, "I"m onable to partic"larly say which gent does make the orig"nal s"ggestion, but my belief is it"s Peets. I"m sh.o.r.e, however, that the Cornwallis idee comes from Bland; an", since it"s not only at that Cornwallis angle we-all falls publicly down, but the same is primar"ly doo to the besotted obstinacy of this yere Bland himse"f, Wolfville, while ever proudly willin" to b"ar whatever blame"s sawed off on to her shoulders proper, is always convinced that Red Dog an" not us is to be held accountable. However, Bland"s gone an" paid what the sky scouts speaks of as the debt to nacher, an" I"m willin" to confess for one that when he"s sober he ain"t so bad. Not that them fits of sobriety is either so freequent or so protracted they takes on any color of monotony.
"Bland"s baptismal name is Pete, an" in his way he"s a leadin"
inflooence in Red Dog. He"s owner of the 7-bar-D outfit, y"earmark a swallow-fork in both y"ears--which brands seventeen hundred calves each spring round-up; an" is moreover proprietor of the Abe Lincoln Hotel, the same bein" Red Dog"s princ.i.p.al beanery. Bland don"t have to keep this yere tavern none, but it arranges so he sees his friends an"
gets their _dinero_ at one an" the same time, which as combinin"
business an" pleasure in equal degrees appeals to him a heap.
"Which it"s the gen"ral voice that the best thing about Bland is his wife. She"s sh.o.r.e loyal to Bland, you bet! When they"re livin" in Prescott, an" a committee of three from one of them "Purification Of The Home" societies comes trapesin" in, to tell her about Bland bein"
ondooly interested in a exyooberant young soobrette who"s singin" at the theayter, an" spendin" his money on her mighty permiscus, Missis Bland listens plenty ca"m ontil they"re plumb through. Then she hands them Purifiers this:
""Well, ladies, I"d a heap sooner have a husband who can take keer of two women than a husband who can"t take keer of one."
"After which she comes down on that Purification bunch like a fallin"
star, an" brooms "em out of the house. Accordin" to eye witnesses, who speaks without prejewdyce, she certainly does dust their bunnets strenuous.
"When Bland hears he pats Missis Bland on the shoulder, an" exclaims, "Thar"s my troo-bloo old Betsy Jane! She knows I wouldn"t trade a look from them faded old gray eyes of hers for all the soobretts whoever pulls a frock on over their heads!"
"Followin" which encomium Bland sends to San Francisco an" changes in the money from five hundred steers for an outfit of diamonds, to go "round her neck, an" preesents "em to Missis Bland.
""Thar," he says, danglin" them gewgaws in the sun, "you don"t notice no actresses flittin" about the scene arrayed like that, do you? If so, p"int out them over-bedecked females, an" I"ll see all they"ve got on an" go "em five thousand better, if it calls for every 7-bar-D steer on the range."
""Pete," says Missis Bland, clampin" on to the jooelry with one hand, an" slidin" the other about his neck, "you certainly are the kindest soul who ever makes a moccasin track in Arizona, besides bein" a good provider."
"Sh.o.r.e, this yere Bland ain"t so plumb bad.
"An" after a fashion, too, he"s able to give excooses. Talkin" to Peets, he lays his rather light an" frisky habits to him bein" a preacher"s son.
""Which you never, Doc," he says, "meets up with the son an" heir of a pulpiteer that a-way, who ain"t pullin" on the moral bit, an" tryin"
for a runaway."
""At any rate, Pete," the Doc replies, all cautious an" conservative, "I will say that if you"re lookin" for some party who"ll every day be steady an" law abidin", not to say seedate, you"ll be a heap more likely to find him by searchin" about among the progeny of some party who"s been lynched."
"Recurrin" again to that miserabul Fo"th of Jooly play we cuts loose in, it"s that evenin" when we invites Red Dog over in a body to he"p consoome the left-over stock of lickers in the former Votes For Women S"loon, an" nacherally thar"s some drinkin". As is not infrequent whar thar"s drinkin", views is expressed an" prop"sitions made. It"s then we takes up the business of havin" that cel"bration.
"Peets makes a speech, I recalls, an" after dilatin" "round to the effect that Fo"th of Jooly ain"t but two weeks ahead, allows that it"d be in patriotic line for us to do somethin".
""Conj"intly," says Peets, "Red Dog an" Wolfville, movin" together with one proud purpose of patriotism, ought to put over quite a show.
As commoonities we"re no longer in the swaddlin" clothes of infancy.
It"s time, too, that we goes on record as a whole public in some manner an" form best calk"lated to make a somnolent East set up an"
notice us."
"Peets continyoos in a sim"lar vein, an" speaks of the settlement of the Southwest, wharin we b"ars our part, as a "Exodus without a prophet, a croosade without a cross," which sent"ment he confesses he takes from a lit"rary sport, but no less troo for that. He closes by sayin" that if everybody feels like he does Wolfville an" Red Dog"ll j"ine in layin" out a program, that a-way, which"ll sh.o.r.e spread the glorious trooth from coast to coast that we-all is on the map to stay.
"It"s a credit to both outfits, how yoonanimously the s"ggestion is took up. Which I never does see a public go all one way so plumb quick, an" with so little struggle, since B"ar Creek Stanton is lynched; which act of jestice even has the absoloote endors.e.m.e.nt of B"ar Creek himse"f.
"Peets is no sooner done talkin" than Tutt stacks in.
""Thar"s our six-shooters," says he, "for the foosilade; an", as for moosic, sech as "Columbia the Gem" an" the "Star Spangled Banner," we can round up them Dutchmen, who"s the orchestra over at the Bird Cage Op"ry House."
"The talk rambles on, one word borryin" another, ontil we outlines quite a game. Thar"s to be a procession between Wolfville an" Red Dog, an" back ag"in, Faro Nell leadin" the same on a _pinto_ pony as the G.o.ddess of Liberty.
""An" that reeminds me," submits Cherokee, when we reaches Nell; "thar"s Missis Rucker. It"s goin" to hurt her feelin"s to be left out.
As the preesidin" genius of the O. K. Restauraw she"s in shape to give us a racket we"ll despise in eevent she gets her back up."
""How about lettin" her in on the play," says Boggs, "an" typ"fyin"
Jestice, that a-way?"
""Thar"s a idee, Dan," says Texas Thompson, "which plugs the center, a reecommendation which does you proud! Down in that Laredo Co"t House whar my wife wins out her divorce that time, thar"s a figger of Jestice painted on the wall. Sh.o.r.e, it don"t mean nothin"; but all the same it"s thar, dressed in white, that a-way, with eyes bandaged, an"