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AN EVENTFUL NIGHT
At the railway station Curtis alighted. "Go to Paul Ladue"s," he said to Two Horns. "Put the horses in his corral and feed them well. Sit down with Paul, and to-morrow morning at sunrise come for me at the big hotel. Be careful. Don"t go on the street to-night. The white men have evil hearts."
"We know," said Crow, with a clip of his forefinger. "We will sleep like the wolf, with one eye open."
As they drove away, Curtis hurried into the station, and calling for a blank, dashed away at a brief telegram to the Commissioner. While revising it he overheard the clerk say, in answer to a question over the telephone: "No, Senator Brisbane did not get away on "sixteen." He is still at the Sherman House."
Curtis straightened and his heart leaped. "Then I can see Elsie again!"
he thought. Hastily pencilling two or three shorter messages, he handed them in and hurried up the street towards the hotel, eager to relieve her anxiety.
By this time the violet dusk of a peaceful night covered the town. The moon, low down in the west, was dim, but the stars were beginning to loom large in the wonderful deep blue to the east. The air was windless. No cloud was to be seen, and yet the soldier had a touch of uneasiness. "I wish I had brought my faithful men with me to the Sherman House. However, there is no real cause to worry. Paul is more Tetong than borderman--and will protect them--if only they keep off the street."
He began to meet men in close-packed groups on the sidewalk--roughly clad citizens who seemed absorbed in the discussion of some important event. A few of them recognized him as he pa.s.sed, and one called, in a bitter tone, "There goes the cur himself!" Curtis did not turn, though the tone, more insulting than the words, made his heart hot with battle.
It was plain that the sheriff and his party had already entered and reported their defeat. A saloon emptied a mob of loud-voiced men upon the sidewalk before him, and though he feared trouble he pushed steadily forward. The ruffians gave way before his resolute feet, but he felt their hate beating like flame upon his face. He dared not turn a hair"s-breadth to the right nor to the left; nothing was better than to walk straight on. "They will not shoot me in the back," he reasoned, and beyond a volley of curses he remained una.s.saulted.
The rotunda of the hotel was filled with a different but not less dangerous throng of excited politicians and leading citizens, who had a.s.sembled to escort Brisbane to the opera-house. The talk, though less profane than that of the saloon loafers, was hardly less bitter against the agent. Mingled with these district bosses were a half-dozen newspaper men, who instantly rushed upon Curtis in frank and boyish rivalry. "Captain, what is the news?" they breathlessly asked, with pads and pencils ready for his undoing.
"All quiet!" was his curt reply.
"But--but--how about--"
"All lies!" he interrupted to say, and pushed on to the desk. "Is Senator Brisbane and party still here?" he asked, as he signed his name in the book.
The clerk applied the blotter. "Yes; he is still at supper."
The young soldier took time to wash the dust from his face and hands and smooth his hair before entering the dining-room. At the threshold he paused and took account of his enemies. Brisbane and three of his most trusted supporters, still sitting at coffee, were holding a low-voiced consultation at a corner table, while Lawson and Elsie sat waiting some distance away and near an open window. The Parkers were not in view.
Elsie, at sight of her lover, rose impulsively, and her face, tired and pale, flushed to a beautiful pink. Her lips formed the words "Why, there is Captain Curtis!" but her voice was inaudible.
He hastened forward with eyes only for her, and she met him with both hands outstretched--eager, joyous!
"Oh, how good it is to see you! We were so alarmed--Calvin warned you?"
"Yes. He met me just before I left the reservation."
"But I expected you to bring soldiers; how did you escape? Did you find the cattlemen gone?"
"I flanked them." His face relaxed into humor. "Discretion is a sort of valor sometimes. I took the Willow road."
Lawson now joined them, and in his hand-clasp was a brother"s regard for the soldier. His smile was exultant. "Good work! I knew Calvin could be trusted. It looked bad for Cut Finger when we reached the half-way house."
"You must be hungry!" exclaimed Elsie. "Sit here and I will order something for you."
"I _was hungry_ an hour ago," he said, meaningly, "but now I am not. But I am tired," he added. "Where are the Parkers?"
Elsie laughed. "On their way to civilization. They fled on the up-train."
"The town is aflame," said Lawson. "You and your Tetongs are an issue here to-night. A big meeting is called, and the Senator is to speak. He has just discovered you," he added, glancing towards Brisbane, who had risen and was glaring at Curtis, his small eyes hot as those of an angry bear.
"Excuse me, won"t you?" pleaded Elsie, rising hastily. "I must go to him!"
Curtis also rose and looked soberly into her eyes. "May I not see you again?"
She hesitated. "Yes. I"m not going to the meeting. Come to our parlor when you are finished supper."
He remained standing till she joined her father and pa.s.sed from the room, then he turned towards Lawson, who said:
"Seriously, my dear Curtis, you are in danger here. I hope you will not go out this evening. Even Uncle Sam"s blue might not prove a protection in the dark of a night like this. Where did you house your men?"
"At Ladue"s, with orders not to leave the corral."
"Quite right. Where is the sheriff?"
This question brought a humorous light into the young soldier"s eyes.
"When I saw him last he was on Sage-hen Flat swinging his revolver and cursing me," and he told the story.
Lawson grew grave. "I"m sorry you had to do that; it will give your enemies another grip on you. It"s a mere technicality, of course, but they"ll use it. You must watch every one of your clerks from this on; they"ll trump up a charge against you if they can, and secure a court-martial. This election is really the last dying struggle of the political banditti of the State, and they will be defeated. Take to-night as an example. The reckless devils, the loud of mouth are alone in evidence, the better cla.s.s of citizens dare not protest--dare not appear on the streets. But don"t be deceived, you have your supporters even here, in the midst of this saturnalia of hate. You are an issue."
Curtis grimly smiled. "I accept the challenge! They can only order me back to my regiment."
"As for Brisbane, he is on the point of collapse. He has lost his self-control. He has attained a fixed notion that you are his most dangerous enemy; the mention of your name throws him into fury. I lost patience with him to-day, and opened fire. "You are doomed to defeat!" I said to him. "You represent the ign.o.ble, greedy, conscienceless hustler and speculator, not the peaceful, justice-loving citizen of this State.
Your dominion is gone; the reign of order and peace is about to begin."
If it were not for Elsie I would publicly denounce him, for his election would work incalculable injury to the West. But he can"t fill the legislature with his men as he did twelve years ago. He will fail of election by fifty votes."
"I hope so," responded Curtis, with a sigh, as Lawson rose. "But I have no faith in the courage of the better element; virtue is so timid and evil is always so fully organized."
After Lawson left him Curtis hurriedly finished his supper and went his way to his room for a moment"s rest. Through the open windows he could hear the cheering which greeted Brisbane"s entrance into the opera-house, which faced upon the little square before the hotel. The street was thronging with noisy boys, and at intervals a band of young herders clattered into the square. Their horses thickened along the hitching-poles, and the saloons swarmed with men already inflamed with drink. The air seemed heavy, oppressive, electrical, and the shrill cheers which rose above the dull rumble of pounding boot-heels in the hall possessed a savage animal vehemence. Again a sense of impending disaster swept over the young officer. "I am tired and nervous," he thought. "Surely law and order rules in a civilized community like this."
He put away all thoughts of war as he followed the boy up the stair-way to the Brisbane private parlor, and became the lover, palpitant with the hope that he was about to see Elsie alone.
She met him at the door, her face a-quiver with feeling, a note of alarm in her voice. "Have you heard the cheering? They are denouncing you over there!"
"I suppose so. But let"s not talk of such unimportant matters; this is our last evening together, and I want to forget the storm outside. Since I left you last night I have had a most remarkable experience, and I--"
"Oh, you mean catching the murderer; tell me about it!"
"No. Oh no; that is not worth telling. I mean something more intimately personal." Shrill yells from across the way interrupted him, and Elsie rose and shut the window. "I hate them; they are worse than savages,"
she said. "Please don"t mind them."
He went on: "I was about to say I had a deal of time to think on my long ride this morning, and I reached some conclusions which I want to tell you about. When my prisoner was safe in the guard-house, I went over to see how my little temple of art looked--I mean your studio, of course. I closed the door and dropped into one of the big chairs, hoping to gain rest and serenity in the beauty and quiet of the place. But I didn"t; I was painfully depressed."
She opened her eyes very wide at this. "Why?"
"Because everything I saw there emphasized the irrevocable loss I had suffered. I couldn"t endure the thought of it, and I fled. I could not remain without weeping, and you know a man is ashamed of his tears; but when I got your note of warning I flung conscience to the winds! "It is not a crime to love a woman," I said. "I will write to her and say to her "I love you, no matter what happens;"" and, now I find you here, I tell it to you instead of writing it."
She was facing him with a look of perplexity and alarm. One hand laid upon her throat seemed to express suffering. When she spoke her voice was very low.