If he got cold, he"d scratch your face till you let him under the covers, an" then when he got too hot, he"d pull the covers off an" roll "em into a nice soft heap, with himself on top. He never overlooked himself much, the pup didn"t. First I knew, I got to missin" a right smart o" sleep that really belonged to me; "cause, while I"m opposed to speakin" ill o" the absent, I"d just about as soon try to sleep with a colicky hoss as with Bill an" the pup. When the pup wasn"t chasin"
imaginary jack-rabbits or live fleas, Bill was jumpin" up an" down to write somethin" new into his book; until Kid Porter swore that if any more came, he was goin" to leave.
I like a dog the full limit, but I never hankered to sleep with "em, not when they have fleas; an" when they don"t, they allus put me in mind of a man "at uses perfumery. I tried to devise a plan for sleepin"
on the floor, but I couldn"t engineer it through.
"No," sez Bill, in a hurt kind of a tone, "I wouldn"t inconvenience you for the world. Me an" Cupid will sleep on the floor." Well, there I was. I"m as tender-hearted as a baby antelope, so I just turned it off as a joke, an" got to sleepin" in the saddle on the return trip.
Nothin" on earth made Bill so mad as to call the pup a bulldog, though if he wasn"t one, he sure looked the part. I knowed it wouldn"t do to take too many chances, so me an" the Kid used to post the boys, an"
when one of "em would drop in an" say as natural as though he was chattin" about the weather: "That"s a mighty fine London, brindle, bull-terrier you-uns have got," Bill"s face would light up as if he was the mother of it, an" he would turn in an" preach us a sermon on dogs.
That was why you liked Bill; he was just the same all the way through an" if he was friendly when it paid, you was certain sure he"d be just as friendly when it cost.
Colonel Scott"s niece came out to visit him some time in May, an" we heard of her long before we saw her. "Bout every one we met had somethin" to tell about what a really, truly heart-buster she was. She learned to ride, an" one afternoon she an" the Colonel struck our outfit just in front of a howlin" storm.
The" wasn"t no show to get back to headquarters that night, so we smoothed out the wide bunk for the lady, an" us men planned to flop in the shed. She sure had dandy manners! She pitched in an" helped us get supper, an" we had about everything to eat that a man could think of--side meat an" boiled beans an" ham an" corn-bread an" baked beans an" flapjacks an" fried potatoes an" bean soup, an" coffee so stout that you couldn"t see the bottom in a teaspoonful of it. We just turned ourselves loose an" gave her a banquet.
As soon as the dishes was off our hands, we started in to be jovial. Me an" the Kid wasn"t just altogether at home, but Bill was right in his element. He played, an" him an" her sang, an" they talked, an" it was the most festive function I ever see; until the pup came in an" jumped up on the wide bunk where she was settin". "Oh, take that horrid bull-dog away!" she squealed.
I dreaded the result; but I sez to myself, "Now surely that doggone ijit won"t throw a call-down into the lady." but he did. "Miss Johnston," sez he, "that ain"t no bulldog. That"s a high-bred London bull-terrier. How would you like to be called a Chinaman? Come here, Cupid."
It was like throwin" a bucket o" water on a bed o" coals. Bill was like an oyster from that on, an" the girl looked as if she"d been slapped. I was mad all the way through. It"s all right for a man to be crazy, if he"ll only keep it private, but the" ain"t no sense in tryin" to get the whole balance o" creation over to his side.
The Colonel thought it a mighty prime joke to have his niece called down over a bull pup, an" he chuckled about it consid"able. Next mornin" he made Bill promise to come over an" visit him; but the girl said HER good-byes to me an" the Kid. From that on, Bill was over to headquarters half his time, but it didn"t do him much good. The girl wouldn"t stand for the pup, an" Bill wouldn"t go back on him; so it looked purty much like a deadlock.
One Sunday about the first of August, we was all sittin" in the shade of the shack, lookin" down into the valley. The shack backed up against a ma.s.sive crag on the edge of a high plateau. The road from headquarters came in from the North, wound around a steep b.u.t.te, then along the top o" the cliff to where it slid down into the valley to Danders.
We heard the thud o" hoofs an" turnin" around, we saw the Colonel"s niece tearin" down the road on a big hoss. It was a plain case of runaway, an" I felt something break inside my chest. They were headin"
straight for the top o" the cliff, the hoss was goin" too fast to make the turn, an" we was too far off to beat him to it.
We simply stood there like a flock o" sheep, without a single thought among us. The" didn"t seem to be a thing to do, but just watch "em plunge two hundred feet into the ravine. I glanced at Bill, but I hardly knew him. His brows was drawn down like a wildcat"s, his jaws was clamped so tight you could hear "em grit, an" his eyes seemed to smoke.
I looked back to the road again, an" there was the pup, standin" down by the road watchin" the hoss runnin" toward him. I touched Bill on the shoulder, an sez, "Can the pup do anything, Bill?" Bill gave a sigh as though he had just come back from the dead, an" in a voice that wavered an" trembled, but still rang out like a trumpet, he yelled: "Throw him, Cupid, throw him!" Lord, man! I wish you could have seen it. The mane bristled up on that dog"s back an" his muscles bulged out till he looked like a stone image. We heard him give a low whine, like as if he knowed it was too big a job for a little feller like him. But did he try to flunk it? Not him. Then I knew "at he wasn"t neither a bulldog nor a bull-terrier, but a little sixty-pound hero, willin" to pa.s.s out his life any time "at Bill would draw a check for it.
We fair helt our breath as he backed away from the road an" took a little easy gallop until the hoss was near even with him. Another dog would have blown his lungs loose, tellin" what he was a-goin" to do; but Cupid never said a word. His lip curled up till you could catch the glisten of those wicked white teeth of his, an" then when the hoss was right alongside an" it looked as if he had lost his chance, he gave a couple of short jumps an" threw himself for the critter"s nose.
Well, I can"t rightly tell you just what did happen then. I saw him make his spring an" swing around full sweep, hangin" on to the hoss"s nose; but from that on the whole earth seemed to be shook loose. The boss keeled over like he was shot, the girl seemed to turn a somerset in the air, an" light all in a heap, with one arm hangin" over the edge of the cliff. We heard a shriek, a little smothered yelp, an" then we ran down to them.
Bill looked first toward the girl an" then toward the pup, an" it was tearing his heart apart to tell which one he would go to first. Finally he ran to the girl an" carried her back from the cliff. He knelt an"
put his ear to her heart, then he took her wrist an" after what seemed a mighty long time, he gave a little sigh, an" sez, "Kid, run for some water. Run! What do you stand lookin" at me for?"
The Kid, he certainly did run, while Bill stepped over to where Cupid was layin", still an" quiet, but with a piece o" the hoss"s nose still in his grip. The hoss"s right shoulder was broke an" he couldn"t get up, but was thrashin" an" strugglin" around. "Get your gun an" put that hoss out of his misery, Happy," sez Bill, an" the" was somethin" in his tone that filled me plumb full o" the spirit of action.
When I came back, the Kid was pourin" a bucket o" water over the girl, an" Bill, with the tears rollin" down his cheeks, was feelin" over the body of the little bull-pup. I put the muzzle to within an inch o" the soft spot in the hoss"s forehead, an" fired. The hoss"s head sank, an"
then I gulped a couple o" times like a flabby galoot, an" sez, "Bill, do you reckon the brindle bull-terrier"ll pull through?"
"Get me some o" that water," sez Bill. When I got it, he showed me a place where the whole o" the pup"s scalp had been kicked loose. I couldn"t see what good water was goin" to do, but Bill wouldn"t give up. "I can"t find where the skull is broke," he sez, "an" maybe the water"ll fetch him around."
He poured some water over the little feller"s face, but it didn"t seem to be no use. He just lay still with his head on Bill"s knee, an" I knew it was all up with little Cupid; but just to please Bill, I gave him a flask, I happened to have, an" sez, "Give the little feller a drink, Bill. He never was used to hittin" it none, an" it"ll have a powerful effect on him." Bill opened the pup"s mouth an" poured in a tol"able stiff swig, an" by cracky, the pup opened his eyes, an" when he saw Bill bendin" down over him, he tried to wag his little tail.
Well, Bill took that pup up in his arms an" hugged him--an" if the" "s any one in this crowd that feels like laughin", it"ll be healthier for "im to step outside.
Then Bill picked up the pup, an" motioned for me an" the Kid to tote the lady up to the shack, an" we did it, though it wasn"t fittin" work for a couple o" ridin men. She had fully come to when we reached the shack, an" we laid her on the wide bunk. Bill put the pup on the narrow bunk, washed out the hole in his head, an" tied it up with a clean handkerchief. Then he crossed over an" spoke to the girl. I could easy tell by his voice that the last time they had parted it had been a little stormy.
"Miss Johnston," he sez in a low tone, "are you sufferin" much?"
She owned up to a perfectly rippin" headache, an" said she was sore all over; but it was her ankle "at pained her most. Bill started to look at it; but she reddened up an" tried to draw it under her. Bill never paid any attention to her, but sez calmly, "I"ve had consid"able experience, Miss Johnston. A great deal depends on promptness. Now just let the limb lay natural till I remove the shoe."
Me an" the Kid started to break for the foothills, but he set me to makin" bandages, an" sent the Kid after some more water. We was losin"
our age fast, an" Bill"s voice sounded like grandpa"s. He said it was a corkin" bad sprain, but he tied it up an" wet down the bandages; an"
then he sent me to headquarters after the spring-wagon, an" the Kid to Danders for the doctor.
We both got back before daylight, an" by that time Bill an" the girl had come to a purty harmonious agreement concernin" the proper standin"
of a brindle bull-terrier. When I came in he was holdin" the lady"s hand--an" I was the only one what reddened up.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
BARBIE MAKES A DISCOVERY
Jessamie, that was Miss Johnston"s real name, had been ridin" one o"
the Colonel"s high-breds, an" again orders at that; but the Colonel was purty comfortable like at the upshot. Bill was fitted out with a pedigree an "a bank account what made him a parlor guest purty much everywhere he went, an" on top o" that it tickled the Colonel a heap to have things ironed out by the bull pup himself.
I didn"t much suppose when I see that sorrowful pup pikin" back the track that he was doomed to achieve prominence an" fame, but Fate had him entered on her book all right, an" he made so everlastin" good that it wouldn"t have surprised me a mite if they"d have run him for Governor.
You just bet your life the other feller never got him again! Why they"d "a" had to bring the whole standin" army to filch that dog away from Bill after the big doin"s. Out here in Wyoming it"s a test of cla.s.s--owners of one of Cupid"s pups are first-cla.s.s, others belong to the herd.
It was two weeks after the accident that us four--countin" Kid Porter--was sittin" in exactly the same place back of the shack; only this time, Bill was pullin" the pup"s ears. Bill hadn"t spent overly much time with us the last fortnight, an" we were talkin" it all over, when hanged if we didn"t hear the thud of hoofs again, an" I reckon we all turned blue.
Cupid himself appeared a shade disgusted at the prospect of an encore.
He had only just shed his bandages, an" the flap on his lid was still too tender to scratch, so that you can"t hardly blame him for takin"
the narrow view of it. We jumped around the corner of the house, but the" was two riders this time, an" while they was spinnin" along at a purty merry clip, they had control of the hosses all right. Both of "em was girls, an" one of "em was Jessamie. When I see who the other was, I felt as though I was standin" on the outer edge of a fleecy cloud. It was Barbie. I ducked back around the corner of the house.
Bill, he ran down an" helped his lady to alight, while Barbie flopped herself off her mount an" ran up to Cupid. Oh, they know a heap, dogs do. Cupid took just one look in her eyes, an" when she squatted down on her knees, he tried to get into her lap an" they made a heap o" fuss over each other. I could tell by her eyes that Jessamie felt a shade jealous, "cause Cupid hadn"t quite forgiven her for slightin" him at the first. I was watchin" "em through a c.h.i.n.k in the shack and I was feelin" purty glum myself, to think that Barbie would spend all that time on a dog an" never give one little inquiry about me.
Well, they examined the spot where Cupid had made his tackle, an" the dent in the earth where the hoss an" Jessamie had lit, an" then they meandered up to the house to see just how helpless we"d been, aside from Cupid.
"Well, you all had a share in it;" Barbie was sayin" as they neared the shack. "Cupid did the actual work, you trained him for it, and Higinson had the kind of a nerve that don"t melt under fire."
"Sure thing," sez Bill, "I own up that I was plumb petrified, an" Cupid wasn"t carin" much one way or the other; but Hank Higinson never lost his self-possession a second,"--this was all bosh, "cause I was purty nigh stampeded, an" that"s the simple truth.
"Where is he?" sez Barbie. "I want to see him an" then I can tell just about how much he could do on his own hook."
I was feelin" a sight better. I saw exactly how it was. Bill an" all the rest o" the fellers had done exactly what I had hinted at an"
hadn"t divulged my ident.i.ty, an" Barbie hadn"t the slightest idea that I was in the state. Those people who know precisely the right time to disobey orders, are a big help to humanity; but they"re mighty scarce.
Bill, he opened the door of the shack, an" sez, "Come on out. Hank, a lady wants to be introduced to you."