"Pshaw," sez I, "the country"s wider"n that. Why don"t you give"em a decent work out."
"That"ll be enough for this time," sez she, "an" if you hustle you can have"em ready by five o"clock."
"Does the boss know?" sez I.
"He will sometime," sez she. "Now hustle."
It was a glorious day, an" I own up I was amused at the prospect. Both hosses was hard as flint an" nervy. If I"d "a" stayed at the ranch I"d have collected up brandin" irons an" other truck for the round-up, an"
a hundred miles through spring sweetness was a heap sight more temptin"
to me; so I give in an" soon we was under way. "Where is the course laid out, Barbie?" I sez. "You know I won"t see much of you back there in the ruck an" I want to know the path."
"All you need to do is to foller Hawkins"s trail," sez she, "but in case you can"t find it just circle Mount Savage an" that"ll be the distance, so the boys say."
We started out at a comfortable gait, an" I watched her pretty close.
Once I tried her out by sendin" Starlight along for a mile, but she just kept the pinto pluggin" away, an" I sensed I was up against some head ridin". Oh, it was gratifyin" to watch the little rascal ridin"
with her brain, like I"d taught her. She didn"t throw the reins down on her pony"s neck, an" she didn"t pull in on the bit; she just played it in his mouth to keep remindin" him that this was his busy day, an" that he"d better tend to his knittin". Old Starlight knew every move I made, an" he was resigned to a good long pump of it.
I nonsensed a while, tryin" to get her to laugh an" cut up, but not her. "Now don"t talk unless you have somethin" to say, Happy," sez she.
"I don"t want Hawkins to imagine "at we"re out ridin" for an appet.i.te.
I want him to believe "at we"re on mighty important business."
"Oh, he"ll sure enough think it," sez I, "when we swing around Mount Savage an" he gets to see home through Starlight"s dust."
"When it comes to that, I"ll bet he won"t be complainin" o" the dullness of the business he"s been on. Now just practice thinkin" a while."
We watered about noon at a little snow stream on the opposite side of old Savage; but we et our vittles on hoss back an" we didn"t waste any time on the waterin". I figured we"d scaled up about fifty miles, an"
the pinto was still tonguin" his bit an" waitin" for somethin"
interestin" to turn up. Starlight was gettin" some disgusted with the monotony.
We rode on for another hour an" then Barbie began to ride a little. The pinto let out a couple of links as cheerful as a rainbow, an" I rode at his cinch. I knew I could beat her in the brush, an" she was easin" the pinto too much to make it a question of grit unless she began to herd him mighty shortly. Well she did begin ridin" purty soon, an" brother Hawkins responded like an echo. He was a hog for distance, was that pinto. He was short on top with plenty of depth to him, and his belly cut up quick, showin" he had lots o" room for his heart an" his lungs an" his forage. Starlight"s nostrils worked a shade more than his did, but we were gettin" purty close to the pinto"s speed, an" Starlight had a load of it left, and he"d pay out the last ounce of it when I said the word. I knew I could beat her this time, but I was feared she might call for a repeat the next day--an" I intended to remind Jabez it was the Sabbath.
Starlight was pretty wet with sweat, while the pinto was bone dry when we struck Trouble Creek which was boilin" full. In we went, an" the water hissed and sucked around our waists; but we crossed at about the same time, an" then it was only ten miles to the ranch house an" Barbie shook her quirt. Away shot the pinto, but Starlight had his fussy streak warm by this time, an" I let him edge ahead as fast as he wanted to. He knew the distance now, an" he knew I wanted to cover it in the least possible time, an" he knew just how much the" was left in him, so I drew a tight rein, eased it off again, an" we dropped a gap between us an" the shorter legs of Barbie"s mount. We only gained an inch at a time an" I wasn"t sure I"d be the one to do the braggin" even yet, when all of a sudden we swept around a point of rock an" there was Melisse hot-footin" it to the ranch house. She heard us the minute we saw her, an" when we drew up to her she gasped: "Pluto has about killed ol" Cast Steel, an" Spider Kelley has gone for the doctor."
Barbie caught the words, but she never made a reply or asked a single question; she just laid the quirt without a sting over Hawkins"s foreshoulder an" raced on. I stopped long enough to tell Melisse that I would send the buckboard after her, an" then I took after Barbie. It looked like a race, sure enough. I was worried. Pluto was a high grade stallion Jabez had got after I lined up Starlight alongside the range ponies, an" he had the meanest temper I ever see put into a hoss. I had been tendin" him "cause I"d got wise to the ways o" these thin-skinned fellers down at the Lion Head, but I never quite trusted him, an" I feared "at maybe Barbie"s goin" off without notice had riled the old man an" he had tried to take it out on Pluto.
We only had five miles to go, an" we sure went it. I beat her to the ranch house, but Starlight hadn"t got his breath back when she rode in, an" the pinto only took one long breath an" shook his head. I turned the hosses over to one o" the boys "at were hangin" around the door lookin" troubled, an" hustled inside. Jabez lay on the lounge with a face like soured vinegar. He had a bandage round his head an" another around his arm, while his leg was propped up on pillows.
"What"s the damage, Jabez?" I asked.
"Where"s Barbie?" he demanded, not payin" any heed to my question. She had flung herself from the pinto an" came running into the room. "Oh, Daddy," she said, throwin" her arms around him.
"Where have you been?" sez he.
"I been racin" with Happy," she said. "Are you bad hurt, Daddy?"
"Who beat?" sez he.
"Happy did, about a hundred yards."
"It wasn"t more"n fifty," sez I.
"How far did you race?" asked Jabez, grittin" his teeth.
"A hundred miles," sez Barbie.
"A hundred miles?" sez Jabez, grinnin" painful. "A hundred miles, an"
the black hoss beat your pinto carryin" a hundred"n fifty pounds more weight. Hendricks--tell those blame fools not to kill Pluto. Happy, you go an" see that they don"t even hurt him. It was my fault. Now, Barbie, tell me about the race."
I went out to the big open stall where Pluto was kept all by himself, but first I sent one o" the boys with the buckboard after Melisse. I found Pluto in the middle of his stall with three ropes around his neck an" the boys snubbin" him to posts. They wasn"t minded to let him go, even on Hendricks"s say-so, but I went into the stall an" told "em to ease off. "He"s whipped one man in a fair fight," sez I, "an" if another man don"t whip him in a fair fight the" won"t be any handlin"
of him from this on. Ease off these ropes."
Well, I whipped that hoss in a fair fight, an" then I went in to see how Jabez was gettin" along. I said a fair fight an" I meant a fair fight. Yes, the" is a way to fight a hoss fair--that is, as fair as any fight is. If you look at it one way, the" can"t never be a fair fight, "cause one is bound to have an advantage--skill, luck, experience, or courage; but what I mean is, that I fought that hoss with nothing but just my own hands an" I whipped him.
Why the way I did it was this: as soon as they slacked off the ropes I slipped up beside him an" jerked "em over his head, an" we two stood alone in the big box stall with size in his favor an" brains in mine. I had some consid"able size in those days, an" he was almost too brainy for a hoss; but I own up "at I "d had the most experience.
First I stood off an" insulted him: I cussed him an" I called him all manner of names an" then I laughed at him--you think a hoss, a hoss like Pluto, can"t be insulted? Why, pshaw! they"re as high feelin" as children. He was out o" humor to begin with, an" purty soon his ears went back an" his eyes got red. I"ve heard tell about an animal not bein" able to look a man in the eyes, an" I never saw the wild animal "at could; but I"ve seen three man-eatin" stallions in my time "at could look clear to your liver, an" a bulldog can do it too.
First off he tried to bite, but I got him a shoulder-blow right on the nose. It made him wink, an" he reared an" struck at me with his front hoofs. I ducked to the left an" the minute his hoofs came down I slipped thumb an" forefinger into his nostrils, an" tried to jerk his head around to the right; but I"d thrown him once before that way an"
he was too quick. He threw up his head before I could grip his mane with my left, an" a reachin" kick with his right hind foot tore my vest away.
He floundered me around consid"able for a spell, but at last in tryin"
to jam me against the wall I got hold of his mane. I braced my feet against the wall an" liftin" myself, I got his ear in my mouth an" I bit it. It was a trick I"d learned from ol" Monody, an" I sure bit hard an" close to the head. For mighty nigh a minute he stood it fightin", an" then he give a groan. He hadn"t had a sniff of air through his nose since I"d grabbed it, an" he wasn"t no bulldog, he was a satin-skinned thoroughbred, an" he couldn"t stand the anguish in his ear.
He groaned an" then he shivered an" then of a sudden I let go his ear, jerked his head around to the right, pulled up his left front foot with my left hand an" heaved with my shoulder. Down he went an" as he fell I leaped across him, an" put my weight on his head. Then I took my fingers out of his nose an" patted him.
I hate to whip a hoss, I hate to break the pride of any livin"
creature; but when I start in to do it I don"t just pester him. I wait until I have good reason an" then I convince him--whether he"s able to live through it or not. I stroked old Pluto"s ears an" nose, all the time murmurin" to him, an" durin" the murmurin" I told the boys to file out. I never shame n.o.body in front of anybody if the" "s any other way round.
Well, Pluto was drippin" with sweat an" havin" his bit ear rubbed was mighty soothin" to him. We all like a lot of babyin" after we"ve been hurt, whether we own up to it or not, an" Pluto wasn"t any exception to the rule. After a while I explained everything to him an" told him that if he"d just act like a human bein", he"d be treated like a king; but if he wanted to carry on like some savage varmint we"d have to remove his hide an inch at a time; an" when I finally let him up he was mortal shamed of himself.
It was plumb dark by the time I let him up, an" I watered him an" fed him an" rubbed him until he began to eat, an" that was the last bother any man ever had with Pluto; but I was the only one he"d mind without bein" chainbitted. He counted me his best friend, an" after a while he got so he"d play with me--nip my ear with his lips an" such things, which I count as bein" a game way of takin" punishment. Still, it ain"t just gettin" beat, it"s havin" it rubbed in that makes a feller bitter.
I walked around to where Starlight an" Hawkins was enjoyin" their evenin" meal, an" I was mortal proud of the condition they was in. I reckon the" wasn"t another pair in the territory "at could "a" covered their ante that day, an" it was a feather in Uncle Happy"s cap all right.
But all the time I was thinkin" o" these things I was dreadin" havin"
it out with Jabez. He was contrairy enough at the best; but all bunged up, I could see my self-control gettin" strained twice a minute. I knew enough about us both to know "at whenever it came to a show down, it meant a breakin" of home ties, an" I hated to cut loose from Barbie.
After a while, I washed up, fed up, an" went in to have it over with.
CHAPTER SEVEN
MENTAL TREATMENT FOR A BROKEN LEG
Barbie an" three of the boys were in the room when I went in. Barbie was tellin" the old man of our ride, an" the three punchers sat with the rims of their lids between thumb an" finger, lookin" at the floor as solemn as if they was on trial for their life. Barbie had just finished about our meetin" up with Melisse when I stepped in.
"Who"s boss o" this place?" sez Jabez to me.