"Ondoubted, this Silver Phil allows he c"llects on Faro Nell as planned. He don"t shoot twice, an" he don"t tarry none, but wheels his wearied pony, gives a yell, an" goes surgin" off.
"But Silver Phil"s got down to the turn of that evil deal of his existence. He ain"t two hundred yards when Dan Boggs is in the saddle an" ridin" hard. Dan"s bronco runs three foot for every one of the pony of Silver Phil"s; which that beaten an" broken cayouse is eighty miles from his last mouthful of gra.s.s.
"As Dan begins to crowd him, Silver Phil turns in the saddle an"
shoots. The lead goes "way off yonder--wild. Dan, grim an" silent, rides on without returnin" the fire.
""Which I wouldn"t dishonour them guns of mine," says Dan, explainin"
later the pheenomenon of him not shootin" none, "which I wouldn"t dishonour them guns by usin" "em on varmints like this yere Silver Phil."
"As Silver Phil reorganises for a second shot his bronco stumbles.
Silver Phil pitches from the saddle an" strikes the gra.s.s to one side.
As he half rises, Dan lowers on him like the swoop of a hawk. It"s as though Dan"s goin" to s.n.a.t.c.h a handkerchief from the ground.
"As Dan flashes by, he swings low from the saddle an" his right hand takes a troo full grip on that outlaw"s shoulder. Dan has the thews an" muscles of a cinnamon b"ar, an" Silver Phil is only a sc.r.a.p of a man. As Dan straightens up in the stirrups, he heaves this Silver Phil on high to the length of his long arm; an" then he dashes him ag"inst the flint-hard earth; which the manoover--we-all witnesses it from mebby a quarter of a mile--which the manoover that a-way is sh.o.r.e remorseless! This Silver Phil is nothin" but shattered bones an"
bleedin" pulp. He strikes the plains like he"s crime from the clouds an" is dead without a quiver.
""Bury him? No!" says Old Man Enright to Dave Tutt who asks the question. "Let him find his bed where he falls.
"While Enright speaks, an" as Dan rides up to us at the Red Light, a prompt raven drops down over where this Silver Phil is layin". Then another raven an" another--black an" wide of wing--comes floatin" down.
A coyote yells--first with the short, sharp yelp, an" then with that multiplied patter of laughter like forty wolves at once. That daylight howl of the coyote alters tells of a death. Sh.o.r.e raven an" wolf is gatherin". As Enright says: "This yere Silver Phil ain"t likely to be lonesome none to-night."
""Did you kill him, Dan?" asks Faro Nell.
""Why, no, Nellie," replies Dan, as he steps outen the stirrups an"
beams on Faro Nell. She"s still a bit onstrung, bein" only a little girl when all is said. "Why, no, Nellie; I don"t kill him speecific as Wolfville onderstands the word; but I dismisses him so effectual the kyard sh.o.r.e falls the same for Silver Phil.""
CHAPTER II.
Colonel Sterett"s Panther Hunt,
"Panthers, what we-all calls "mountain lions,"" observed the Old Cattleman, wearing meanwhile the sapient air of him who feels equipped of his subject, "is plenty furtive, not to say mighty sedyoolous to skulk. That"s why a gent don"t meet up with more of "em while pirootin" about in the hills. Them cats hears him, or they sees him, an" him still ignorant tharof; an" with that they bashfully withdraws.
Which it"s to be urged in favour of mountain lions that they never forces themse"fs on no gent; they"re sh.o.r.e considerate, that a-way, an"
speshul of themse"fs. If one"s ever hurt, you can bet it won"t be a accident. However, it ain"t for me to go "round impugnin" the motives of no mountain lion; partic"lar when the entire tribe is strangers to me complete. But still a love of trooth compels me to concede that if mountain lions ain"t cowardly, they"re sh.o.r.e cautious a lot. Cattle an" calves they pa.s.ses up as too bellicose, an" none of "em ever faces any anamile more warlike than a baby colt or mebby a half-grown deer.
I"m ridin" along the Caliente once when I hears a crashin" in the bushes on the bluff above--two hundred foot high, she is, an" as sheer as the walls of this yere tavern. As I lifts my eyes, a fear-frenzied mare an" colt comes chargin" up an" projects themse"fs over the precipice an" lands in the valley below. They"re dead as Joolius Caesar when I rides onto "em, while a brace of mountain lions is skirtin" up an" down the aige of the bluff they leaps from, mewin" an"
lashin" their long tails in hot enthoosiasm. Sh.o.r.e, the cats has been chasin" the mare an" foal, an" they locoes "em to that extent they don"t know where they"re headin" an" makes the death jump I relates. I bangs away with my six-shooter, but beyond givin" the mountain lions a convulsive start I can"t say I does any execootion. They turns an"
goes streakin" it through the pine woods like a drunkard to a barn raisin".
"Timid? Sh.o.r.e! They"re that timid seminary girls compared to "em is as sternly courageous as a pa.s.sel of buccaneers. Out in Mitch.e.l.l"s canyon a couple of the Lee-Scott riders cuts the trail of a mountain lion and her two kittens. Now whatever do you-all reckon this old tabby does? Basely deserts her offsprings without even barin" a tooth, an" the cow-punchers takes "em gently by their tails an" beats out their joovenile brains. That"s straight; that mother lion goes swarmin" up the canyon like she ain"t got a minute to live. An" you can gamble the limit that where a anamile sees its children perish without frontin" up for war, it don"t possess the commonest roodiments of sand. Sech, son, is mountain lions.
"It"s one evenin" in the Red Light when Colonel Sterett, who"s got through his day"s toil on that Coyote paper he"s editor of, onfolds concernin" a panther round-up which he pulls off in his yooth.
""This panther hunt," says Colonel Sterett, as he fills his third tumbler, "occurs when mighty likely I"m goin" on seventeen winters.
I"m a leader among my young companions at the time; in fact, I allers is. An" I"m proud to say that my soopremacy that a-way is doo to the dom"nant character of my intellects. I"m ever bright an" sparklin" as a child, an" I recalls how my apt.i.toode for learnin" promotes me to be regyarded as the smartest lad in my set. If thar"s visitors, to the school, or if the selectmen invades that academy to sort o" size us up, the teacher allers plays me on "em. I"d go to the front for the outfit. Which I"m wont on sech harrowin" o"casions to recite a ode--the teacher"s done wrote it himse"f--an" which is ent.i.tled Napoleon"s Mad Career. Thar"s twenty-four stanzas to it; an" while these interlopin" selectmen sets thar lookin" owley an" sagacious, I"d wallop loose with the twenty-four verses, stampin" up and down, an"
accompanyin" said recitations with sech a mult.i.tood of reckless gestures, it comes plenty clost to backin" everybody plumb outen the room. Yere"s the first verse:
I"d drink an" sw"ar an" r"ar an" t"ar An" fall down in the mud, While the y"earth for forty miles about Is kivered with my blood.
""You-all can see from that speciment that our schoolmaster ain"t simply flirtin" with the muses when he originates that epic; no sir, he means business; an" whenever I throws it into the selectmen, I does it jestice. The trustees used to silently line out for home when I finishes, an" never a yeep. It stuns "em; it sh.o.r.e fills "em to the brim!
""As I gazes r"arward," goes on the Colonel, as by one rapt impulse he uplifts both his eyes an" his nosepaint, "as I gazes r"arward, I says, on them sun-filled days, an" speshul if ever I gets betrayed into talkin" about "em, I can hardly t"ar myse"f from the subject. I explains yeretofore, that not only by inclination but by birth, I"m a sh.o.r.e-enough "ristocrat. This captaincy of local fashion I a.s.soomes at a tender age. I wears the record as the first child to don shoes throughout the entire summer in that neighbourhood; an" many a time an"
oft does my yoothful but envy-eaten compeers lambaste me for the insultin" innovation. But I sticks to my moccasins; an" to-day shoes in the Bloo Gra.s.s is almost as yooniversal as the licker habit.
""Thar dawns a hour, however, when my p"sition in the van of Kaintucky _ton_ comes within a ace of bein" ser"ously shook. It"s on my way to school one dewey mornin" when I gets involved all inadvertent in a onhappy rupture with a polecat. I never does know how the misonderstandin" starts. After all, the seeds of said dispoote is by no means important; it"s enough to say that polecat finally has me thoroughly convinced.
Followin" the difference an" my defeat, I"m witless enough to keep goin" on to school, whereas I should have returned homeward an" cast myse"f upon my parents as a sacred trust. Of course, when I"m in school I don"t go impartin" my troubles to the other chil"en; I emyoolates the heroism of the Spartan boy who stands to be eat by a fox, an" keeps "em to myself. But the views of my late enemy is not to be smothered; they appeals to my young companions; who tharupon puts up a most onneedful riot of coughin"s an" sneezin"s. But n.o.body knows me as the party who"s so pungent.
""It"s a tryin" moment. I can see that, once I"m located, I"m goin" to be as onpop"lar as a b"ar in a hawg pen; I"ll come tumblin" from my pinnacle in that proud commoonity as the gla.s.s of fashion an" the mold of form. You can go your bottom peso, the thought causes me to feel plenty perturbed.
""At this peril I has a inspiration; as good, too, as I ever entertains without the aid of rum. I determines to cast the opprobrium on some other boy an" send the hunt of gen"ral indignation sweepin" along his trail.
""Thar"s a innocent infant who"s a stoodent at this temple of childish learnin" an" his name is Riley Bark. This Riley is one of them giant children who"s only twelve an" weighs three hundred pounds. An" in proportions as Riley is a son of Anak, physical, he"s dwarfed mental; he ain"t half as well upholstered with brains as a shepherd dog.
That"s right; Riley"s intellects, is like a fly in a saucer of syrup, they struggles "round plumb slow. I decides to uplift Riley to the public eye as the felon who"s disturbin" that seminary"s sereenity.
Comin" to this decision, I p"ints at him where he"s planted four seats ahead, all tangled up in a spellin" book, an" says in a loud whisper to a child who"s sittin" next:
""Throw him out!"
""That"s enough. No gent will ever realise how easy it is to direct a people"s sentiment ontil he take a whirl at the game. In two minutes by the teacher"s bull"s-eye copper watch, every soul knows it"s pore Riley; an" in three, the teacher"s done drug Riley out doors by the ha"r of his head an" chased him home. Gents, I look back on that yoothful feat as a triumph of diplomacy; it sh.o.r.e saves my standin" as the Beau Brummel of the Bloo Gra.s.s.
""Good old days, them!" observes the Colonel mournfully, "an" ones never to come ag"in! My sternest studies is romances, an" the peroosals of old tales as I tells you-all prior fills me full of moss an" mockin" birds in equal parts. I reads deep of _Walter Scott_ an"
waxes to be a sharp on Moslems speshul. I dreams of the Siege of Acre, an" Richard the Lion Heart; an" I simply can"t sleep nights for honin"
to hold a tournament an" joust a whole lot for some fair lady"s love.
""Once I commits the error of my career by joustin" with my brother Jeff. This yere Jeff is settin" on the bank of the Branch fishin" for bullpouts at the time, an" Jeff don"t know I"m hoverin" near at all.
Jeff"s reedic"lous fond of fishin"; which he"d sooner fish than read _Paradise Lost_. I"m romancin" along, sim"larly bent, when I notes Jeff perched on the bank. To my boyish imagination Jeff at once turns to be a Paynim. I drops my bait box, couches my fishpole, an" emittin"
a impromptoo warcry, charges him. It"s the work of a moment; Jeff"s onhossed an" falls into the Branch.
""But thar"s bitterness to follow vict"ry. Jeff emerges like Diana from the bath an" frales the wamus off me with a club. Talk of puttin"
a crimp in folks! Gents when Jeff"s wrath is a.s.suaged I"m all on one side like the leanin" tower of Pisa. Jeff actooally confers a skew-gee to my spinal column.
""A week later my folks takes me to a doctor. That pract.i.tioner puts on his specs an" looks me over with jealous care.
"""Whatever"s wrong with him, Doc?" says my father.
"""Nothin"," says the physician, "only your son w.i.l.l.yum"s five inches out o" plumb."
""Then he rigs a contraption made up of guy-ropes an" stay-laths, an" I has to wear it; an" mebby in three or four weeks he"s got me warped back into the perpendic"lar."
""But how about this cat hunt?" asks Dan Boggs. "Which I don"t aim to be introosive none, but I"m camped yere through the second drink waitin" for it, an" these procrastinations is makin" me kind o" batty."
""That panther hunt is like this," says the Colonel turnin" to Dan.
"At the age of seventeen, me an" eight or nine of my intimate brave comrades founds what we-all denom"nates as the "Chevy Chase Huntin"
Club." Each of us maintains a pa.s.sel of odds an" ends of dogs, an" at stated intervals we convenes on hosses, an" with these fourscore curs at our tails goes yellin" an" skally-hootin" up an" down the countryside allowin" we"re sh.o.r.e a band of Nimrods.
""The Chevy Chasers ain"t been in bein" as a inst.i.tootion over long when chance opens a gate to ser"ous work. The deep snows in the Eastern mountains it looks like has done drove a panther into our neighbourhood. You could hear of him on all sides. Folks glimpses him now an" then. They allows he"s about the size of a yearlin" calf; an"
the way he pulls down sech feeble people as sheep or lays desolate some he"pless henroost don"t bother him a bit. This panther spreads a horror over the county. Dances, pra"er meetin"s, an" even poker parties is broken up, an" the social life of that region begins to bog down. Even a weddin" suffers; the bridesmaids stayin" away lest this ferocious monster should show up in the road an" chaw one of "em while she"s _en route_ for the scene of trouble. That"s gospel trooth! the pore deserted bride has to heel an" handle herse"f an" never a friend to yoonite her sobs with hers doorin" that weddin" ordeal. The old ladies present shakes their heads a heap solemn.