"There"s another thing," sez he. "When I told you to give that schoolmaster a rawhidin", you wouldn"t do it."
"Course I wouldn"t do it," sez I. "He may have been in the right as far as I know, an" anyway, she gave him the worst of it."
"I don"t want her to give "em the worst of it. I want her to act like a gal child. Ridin" her pony into the schoolroom an" ropin" the master ain"t no way for a gal child to act. What I want is for the teachers to play fair. It ain"t reasonable to suppose "at these mountains was ever under water."
"You stood for it when the astronomer said so," sez I; "an" the Bible sez so, an"--"
"Well, that"s all right when it comes to grown-ups; but the" ain"t no use makin" a child say somethin" it don"t nowise believe. The truth is more important than a lot of water "at dried up millions of years ago--if it ever was here."
"Well, the truth is a heap o" bother to Barbie"s teachers at the best,"
sez I. "Look at her spellin"--she comes upon a cross-bred word in a book an" the teacher sez it"s p.r.o.nounced one way, an" you another, an"
me another, until she thinks we"re all liars; and she knows it the next day when she comes across another word spelled almost alike an"
p.r.o.nounced just the opposite. How you goin" to teach a child to spell an" be honest both?"
"It"s a d.a.m.ned outrage!" sez Jabez, his eyes flashin". "Take "thought"
an" through," an" "though"--why, it"s enough to ruin the morals of the best child the" is. Hang it, I--"
"Well, you had your own way about it," sez I. "You"ve had three different teachers here this term."
"Who built the school?" sez Jabez. "Didn"t I build it with my own money, just so I"d have it handy, an" didn"t I offer to pay the teacher if they"d put it right here at the ranch?"
"You ain"t got money enough to bring the world here to her feet, Jabez," sez I, "an" it wouldn"t be the best thing for her if you could."
Well, I sat there the whole blessed night, cheerin" him up. Every time he"d get to thinkin" about his arm or his leg, I"d say somethin" to rile him an" take his mind off his afflictions, an" along about dawn he fell asleep. Spider Kelley had found the doctor almost in our neighborhood, an" he arrived with him by ten in the mornin". He paid me a high compliment on the leg, an" after he"d rounded up a few splinters it wasn"t no trouble at all to set it; but Jabez was in for a good long spell of it, an" the Spring round-up in sight. You might think that this would rile him up too; but he took it like a hero, an" I kept him in touch with everything.
We didn"t have a regular foreman at the Diamond Dot. George Hendricks took charge around the house, an" Omaha was a sort of ridin"
over-see-er; but Jabez himself tended to even little details when he felt like it. When he didn"t feel that way, any one else who thought of it did. After the round-up Flap Jack decided to go on a bender. I tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted, an" finally I sent him into Jabez.
Flappy came away just tearin" mad. "He"s the hardest-hearted old tyrant ever breathed," sez Flappy to me.
"What now?" sez I.
"Last time I came back I was a day late," sez Flappy. "He fair frothed at the mouth at it, an" made me promise to give him a month"s notice next time. How"s a man to know a month ahead when he"s goin" to be in the notion for a bender. I"m fair ravin" for it now; but like"s not I"ll be all out o" the notion in a month."
"Then you"ll be a sight o" money ahead," sez I.
"Money? What"s money for? Can you buy a thirst like mine with money?
Why, I could take this thirst o" mine to a city an" get independent rich, just rentin" it out by the night. I"ve watched fellers drinkin"
when they didn"t crave it, an" it hurt "em somethin" dreadful. If you don"t want it, you can"t enjoy it until you"re under the influence of it, an" after you"re under the influence of it half the fun o" drinkin"
it is gone."
Flappy had studied this question more"n airy other man I ever see, an"
it was edicatin" to hear him lecture on it.
"The"s only one way to get around ol" Cast Steel," sez I, winkin"; so he got Barbie to beg for him when she went in that evenin", an" she got Jabez to let him go next day; but after Jabez"d had time to think it over, he sez to me, "Now see what I"ve done--I"ve let that child wheedle me into changin" my mind an" lettin" a man break his word."
"Well, he needed it mighty bad," sez I.
"An" another thing; it ain"t no fit thing for a gal child to be beggin"
for a man to go get drunk," sez Jabez. "Maybe not," sez I, "but he sure needed it."
CHAPTER EIGHT
THE LETTER
It all came about through me bein" edicated. Most any one can read print words, if they"re of a reasonable size,--the words I mean,--but I could read handwritin" too. I never was no great mathematician when you got above fractions, an" I was some particular in what I read; but if I "d been minded that way, I reckon I could have waded through purty much any kind of a book ever was written. At that time, however, I was still middlin" young in some things, an" I sure was suspicious of any kind of book "at looked like a school book.
If you"d have school books did up in paper with the right kind of pictures on the covers you could easy get children to peruse "em. Did you ever notice bear cubs gettin" an edication? They ain"t beat into it, they has to be helt back. Same with the Injun kids; they was up on edge to learn until they got to schoolin" "em, then they fought again it just like the white kids. The reason is that we make children learn things they ain"t curious about. I bet if you was to try an" keep it a secret about George Washington bein" made President because he wouldn"t lie about choppin" down that cherry tree, the kids would stay awake nights to pry into it. Kids is only human, any way you take "em.
But this business was sure a fetcher to me, an" Barbie, she just stumbled on it too. One afternoon me an" her went for a little ride up into the foothills, an" after we"d built our fire, like we allus did, no matter how hot it was, she lay there rollin" cigarettes for me to smoke, like she allus did--the little scamp used to get on the lee side o" me so the smoke would blow in her face; but we never mentioned it.
Well, after a while she begun to talk of romances, an" to ask me questions about "em. I told her as many as I could remember, an" the one what suited her best was "Claud, the Boy Hero of Gore Gulch." It allus used to fret her to think "at the" wasn"t nothing she could do to make her a boy, an" she tried to even up by plannin" to herself what she"d have done if so be she had been a boy. We talked along about as usual; but I see the" was somethin" on her mind. She wasn"t the one to flare up an" shout for information. She allus talked in a circle like an Injun when she really needed news.
After a while she fished out a funny old letter. It wasn"t put into an envelope, it was just wrapped inside itself an" stuck fast with a gob o" some kind o" wax which had been broke before it was opened. The" had been a name on the outside, but it had been rubbed out. Inside at the beginning was the name "Rose Cottage, San Francisco," and a date; but I"ve forgotten the date. The letter began, "Dearest George." I read that much an" then I looked at Barbie. "Where"d you get this?" sez I.
She reddened a little, an" then she looked me straight in the face, and sez "I found it in the attic. I wanted a new box to put my cigarettes in, an" one day Daddy left the attic door open an" I went in. The" was just a dandy chest there an" he had left the key in it. I opened it an"
this letter was on top. He goes to the attic alone every now an"
again,--mostly at night,--an" he won"t never let me go with him."
"I suppose that was the reason you thought he wanted you to go alone to the attic, too," sez I. She flushed again. "If a person don"t trust me he ain"t got no call to be surprised when I don"t suit him."
I shook my head. Now in talkin" to her you forgot she was a child, "cause she didn"t talk broken like most of "em do--nor she didn"t think broken neither; but when you looked at her, little and slim an" purty as a picture, you couldn"t help but wonder if she hadn"t got her soul changed off with some one else, like what they say the Chinese believe.
She had the same rules that I did for so many things that it floored me to understand how she got "em that young, me havin" had to figger "em out with a heap o" sweat.
"Was the letter to you?" I sez, gettin" around to facts.
"No, it wasn"t; but I read it, an" I wisht I knew what it means."
"I ain"t a-goin" to read it," sez I.
"You "re a coward," sez she.
"That"s nothing," sez I; "if it wasn"t for the cowards the" would be a heap o" vacant land in this country," sez I.
"I thought you was my friend," sez she, takin" back the letter an"
holdin" it open in her hand. "If Spider Kelley could read he would read it for me."
"So would Hawkins, your pinto," sez I, grinnin". "What you ought to do is to tell your Dad that you have the letter. If you don"t tell him, I reckon I"ll have to."
At first she was mad as hops, an" then she looked into my eyes an"
laughed. "I"ll dare you to," sez she. The" was some woman in her even then.
The" wasn"t no way to bluff her, so I said serious, "Well, what do you intend to do about it?"