"Thar bein" no lead, as reelated, Peets reeports final to that effect.
""Only," says Peets, "he"s scared up to sech extents that if our Joan of Arc had dusted his gaiters with so much as two more bullets he"d have been beyond medical skill."
"Followin" the foosilade Miss Bark sends for Enright.
""It"s this way," she goes on, when Enright arrives. "That shorthorn Oscar comes lurchin" in, an" asks for nosepaint. As he stands thar, puttin" it onder his belt--me meanwhile swabbin" off the bar--he mentions that his paw"s rich, an" his step-maw"s jest died, leavin"
him an" his paw alone. Then he calls attention to the presence in camp of that strayed sky-pilot, who preaches an" pa.s.ses the hat the other evenin" over in the wareroom of the Noo York store. It"s now, havin"
got the bar t.i.ttivated to my taste, I has time to look this Oscar person"s way, an" I finds him gloatin" over me in form an" manner not to be mistook. "Whatever be you leerin" at?" I deemands, bein" I"m in no mood for insults. Tharupon, he cuts loose a mouthful of plat.i.toodes concernin" wedlock, an" about me bein" the soul of his soul. Havin"
stood it a while, an" findin" my forbearance makes him worse, I grabs my winchester whar it"s reposin" ready for eemergincies on the dripboard, an" you knows the rest."
""With your free consent, Miss," says Enright, "I"d like to put one query. Was you aimin" to down, or to simply skeer this Oscar?"
""I was only skeerin" him up some," replies Miss Bark coyly. "W"y, if I was reely out for his skelp, I"d have sh.o.r.e got it a heap. You can pin a patch the size of a dollar on that disparin" lover"s coat, an"
I"ll cut it nine times in ten, offhand, at a hundred yards."
""Tests is not reequired," Enright interposes, plenty hasty; "it"s part of the organic law of this yere camp that a lady"s word, even about her age, is to be took onchallenged."
""Which I"m flattered," says Miss Bark. "Now, is thar anything else?"
""Only this," returns Enright. "As long as he gives you cause, an" you can shoot like you says, why ever don"t you down him?"
""Which I confesses," says Miss Bark, a blush mantlin" her brow, "that sech is my orig"nal intentions when I reaches for my weepon. But jest as I sees that Oscar through the sights it comes upon me that thar"s nothin" in bein" preecip"tate, an" mebby I"d better give myse"f the needed time to think his offer over."
"Enright shakes his wisdom-freighted head; when he relates his talk to Peets, the Doc shakes his head sim"lar in sapient yoonison.
""Which I"ll bet a hatful of yellow chips," says Boggs, who"s stood listenin", "ag"inst a handful of whites, that this yere Miss Bark makes herse"f an" that Oscar shorthorn man an" wife."
""Now I wouldn"t wonder none," observes Peets, replyin" to the look in Enright"s eye. "That shootin" needn"t count. A troo affection is freequent boisterous, that a-way."
""An" in case," says Enright, "the kyards do fall in favor of matrimony, it"ll most likely be the end of that Votes For Women S"loon. I begins to see how this yere ongrateful outfit may yet get deep in debt to that egreegious Oscar."
"None of us ever says so, but it"s the common belief that Texas connives at this yere threatened Oscar"s escape. In any case, the next mornin" Oscar goes catfoot out of the O. K. House before folks is up, an" takes to hidin" out. The fact is he"s layin" for Monte an" the stage, about ten mile no"th of camp. Leastwise, he"s thar a heap when Monte comes along, an" deemands that he be took up an" carried to Tucson.
"It ain"t first drink time before this Oscar"s missed, an" by second drink time the news has drifted over to Miss Bark. It"s Peets who informs her, an" he tells us, when reelatin" the incident, that the way that deeserted lady knits her brow is a caution to philos"phers.
""So," she says at last, "that onmitigated seedoocer thinks to leave me in this heartless way. He"ll find before he"s through that it"s no light matter to charm into fervent life a love like mine."
""It"s the theery, Miss," says Peets, "of the best minds in camp that this Oscar"s. .h.i.t the Tucson trail afoot, with a plan of headin" off the stage."
"Ten minutes an" Miss Bark is in the saddle, a lead pony gallopin" by her side, in hot pursoote of the dir"lect.
""That lead pony looks om"nous, Doc," observes Enright, as the two stands watchin" Miss Bark"s departure.
""It"s prov"dential," remarks Peets, as he heads the procession to the Red Light, "that that sky-pilot"s aboard the stage. Which he ought to work in plumb handy."
"Six hours later Miss Bark comes surgin" in with her Oscar foogitive, his heels tied onder the belly of the lead hoss. Any one can see by his benumbed expression that he"s a married man. The two heads straight for the Votes For Women S"loon, an" after boltin" her new he"pmeet into the back room, Miss Bark takes a peek in the gla.s.s, pats down her ha"r, an" goes behind the bar as yoosual.
""Yes," she replies, an" all a heap modest an" artless, as Peets an"
Enright--actin" on behalf of the camp--gyardedly inquires if they"re to offer congratulations, "I reckon you may. An" the best part is that my dear Oscar"s so plumb ready an" willin". Which I never knows a bridegroom, gents, who gets married with so little struggle."
[Ill.u.s.tration: "IT"S YOU, OSCAR, THAT I WANT," OBSERVES MISS BARK. "I CONCLOODES, UPON SOBER SECOND THOUGHT, TO ACCEPT YOUR OFFER OF MARRIAGE."
p. 93.]
""How soon, Missis Freelinghuysen," says Peets, "do you-all reckon on lettin" this Oscar husband out?"
""Oh," she returns, "as soon as ever it"s safe. Jest now he"s some onstrung; but in a day or two I figger he"ll begin to get reeconciled to his bliss. An" at that, my main idee in lockin" him up is one of reeform rather than restraint. Oscar"s been over-drinkin" himse"f of late; an" I aims to get the whiskey out of him, so as I can form some reas"nable estimate of how much of a husband that a-way I"ve done roped up."
""Is thar any objections," asks Enright, "to our visitin" this modern pris"ner of Chillon? We binds ourselves to say nothin" that"ll fret him, or set him to beatin" his life out ag"inst the bars."
""W"y, sh.o.r.e," she replies, "you-all is quite welcome. I only hopes you"ll teach him to look at things in their proper light."
""It ain"t so much," says this Oscar husband, when Enright an" Peets calls upon him in his captivity, "that I"ve been hurried, onregyardful of my feelin"s, into the married state. But, gents, my parent is doo, accordin" to his last letter, to come curvin" in yere any minute; an"
whatever do you-all reckon now he"s goin" to say?"
"Enright an" Peets is so moved they promises the imprisoned Oscar their support, an" this leaves him, if not hopeful, at least some cheered.
"Monte gives his version of them nuptials when he returns from Tucson.
""Which it"s this a-way, pards," says Monte. "I"m twenty miles no"th of yere, when somethin" flashes by with a lead hoss, like arrows.
Thinks I, "That"s a hoss thief gettin" away with some stock"; an", allowin" Jack Moore"ll be hard on his neefarious hocks, I"m lookin"
back to see can I raise Jack"s dust. The next I knows, an" all as sudden as a pan of milk from a top shelf, I hears a silv"ry voice remarkin": "Set your brake!" an" turnin" my head I finds a winchester p"intin" as squar" between my eyes as you-all could lay your finger.
Gents, thar"s something mighty cogent about a winchester that a-way, an" I sh.o.r.e shoves on the brake with sech abandon I snaps the shank short off."
""Wharever is this Oscar party?" asks Enright.
""He"s with me on the box; an" when this yere intrepid Miss Bark takes to dom"neerin" at us with that rifle he collapses. "It"s you, Oscar,"
observes this Miss Bark, shiftin" the muzzle to him. "Upon second thought I concloods to accept your offer of marriage."
""Which at that crisis," remarks Peets, "this Oscar of course breaks into loud an" joyful cries."
""Not exactly. In fact, his tones if anything is some low-sperited. "I takes it," he says, when he"s able to command his feelin"s, "that you declines them proffers with your winchester at the time when made."
But the lady dismisses this as a quibble, an" merely sayin" that she won"t be paltered with no farther, orders Oscar an" the Bible sharp who"s ridin" inside to a.s.semble by the edge of the trail. The Bible sharp attempts to lay the foundations of fresh objections by askin"
Oscar does he do this of his own free will; but the muzzle of the winchester--which the bride all along reetains in her hands--begins movin" "round in his direction, observin" which man"festation he p.r.o.nounces "em husband an" wife. "What heaven has j"ined together,"
says he, "let no man put asunder." After which he blesses "em, an"
reeports the last cinch fastened. "Pay him, Oscar," whispers the bride. Wharupon Oscar, his fingers tremblin", squars the Bible sharp with the price of a brace of steers, an" the deed is done. Now he"s hers for better or worse, she ropes his heels together onder the belly of her lead hoss, an" the happy pa"r goes romancin" back for Wolfville, while I kicks loose what"s left of the brake an" p"ints out ag"in for Tucson."
"On the third day, by givin" his parole an" promising to fondly reeport to his spouse once every hour, Oscar is permitted to go reecreatin" about the camp.
""Only," says the lady, by way of warnin" to Black Jack, "thar"s to be no drinks."
"These yere strained conditions preevails for mebby it"s five days, when, as the stage swings in to the post office one evenin", a stout florid old gent gets out. He comes puffin" up to Peets a heap soopercilious.
""Do you-all know a addle-pated an" semi-eediotic young party," says he, "who"s named Oscar Freelinghuysen?"
""Why, yes," returns Peets, "I do. Onless my mem"ry"s pulled its picket pin an" gone plumb astray he"s the eboolient sharp who conclooded a somewhat toomultuous courtship last week by gettin"
married. He"s in the shank of his honeymoon as we stands chattin"
yere."