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Peck - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and most -other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions -whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of -the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - - - -Title: The Wolf Hunters - A Story of the Buffalo Plains - -Author: Robert M. Peck - -Editor: George Bird Grinnell - -Release Date: October 9, 2017 [EBook #55720] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WOLF HUNTERS *** - - - - -Produced by David E. Brown and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/cover.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - - -<p class="center">BOOKS BY GEORGE BIRD GRINNELL<br /> - -Published by CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS</p> -<hr class="short" /> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Wolf Hunters.</span> Illustrated.<br /> -12mo, <i>net</i> $1.35</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Blackfeet Indian Stories.</span> Illustrated.<br /> -12mo, <i>net</i> $1.00</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Beyond the Old Frontier.</span> Illustrated.<br /> -12mo, <i>net</i> $1.50</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Trails of the Pathfinders.</span> Illustrated.<br /> -12mo, <i>net</i> $1.50</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Blackfoot Lodge Tales.</span> The Story<br /> -of a Prairie People. 12mo, <i>net</i> $1.75</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pawnee Hero Stories and Folk Tales.</span><br /> -Illustrated, 12mo, <i>net</i> $1.75</p> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - - -<div class="chapter"> -<h1 class="nobreak">THE WOLF HUNTERS</h1></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii"></a></span></p> -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i006.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="caption">"Then come a puff of smoke and the prairie was afire."<br /> - -<a href="#Page_237">[Page 237]</a></p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - - - -<div class="chapter"> - -<p class="center"><strong>THE<br /> -WOLF HUNTERS</strong><br /> -<br /> -<small>A STORY OF THE BUFFALO PLAINS<br /> -<br /> -EDITED AND ARRANGED<br /> -FROM THE MANUSCRIPT ACCOUNT OF<br /> -<br /> -ROBERT M. PECK<br /> -<br /> -BY</small><br /> -<br /> -GEORGE BIRD GRINNELL<br /> -<br /> -<small><i>Illustrated</i><br /> -<br /> -CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS<br /> -NEW YORK:::::::::::::::::::::1914</small><br /></p></div> - - -<p class="center"> -<span class="smcap">Copyright, 1914, by</span><br /> -CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS<br /> -<br /> -Published September, 1914<br /> -</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - - - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[Pg v]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">INTRODUCTORY NOTE</h2></div> - - -<p>In the days of the buffalo, wolfing was a recognized -industry. Small parties—two or more -men—with team, saddle-horses, and camp outfit, -used to go out into the buffalo range, establish a -camp, and spend the winter there, killing buffalo -and poisoning the carcasses with strychnine. The -wolves that fed on these carcasses died about -them, and their pelts were taken to camp, to be -stretched and dried.</p> - -<p>The work was hard and not without its dangers. -Storms were frequent, and often very severe, -and the Indians were bitterly opposed to -the operations of these wolf hunters, who killed -great numbers of buffalo for wolf baits, as well as -elk, antelope, deer, and other smaller animals. -On the other hand, in winter the Indians did not -usually travel about very much.</p> - -<p>The following pages describe the adventures of -Mr. Peck and two companions—all recently discharged -soldiers—during the winter of 1861-1862.</p> - -<p>Robert Morris Peck was born in Washington, -Mason County, Kentucky, October 30, 1839. At -the age of seventeen—November, 1856—he enlisted<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vi" id="Page_vi">[Pg vi]</a></span> -in the First Cavalry, and the following year -was sent to Fort Leavenworth and took part in -the Cheyenne and other campaigns. He was discharged -in 1861, and not very long afterward -became a wagon-master, in which capacity he -served in the army of the frontier. Mr. Peck -died March 25, 1909.</p> - -<p class="right">G. B. G.</p> - -<p>July, 1914.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vii" id="Page_vii">[Pg vii]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CONTENTS</h2></div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="4" summary="table"> - - -<tr><td class="right"><small>CHAPTER</small></td><td> </td><td class="right"><small>PAGE</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">I.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Tom's Plan</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">II.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Get Our Discharges</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_7">7</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">III.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Find an Outfit</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_12">12</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">IV.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Back to the Buffalo Range</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_24">24</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">V.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Meet Doubtful Characters</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_42">42</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">VI.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Standing Off the Jayhawkers</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_51">51</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">VII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Jack Takes a Prisoner</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_63">63</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">VIII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Tom's Strategy</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_72">72</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">IX.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Buffalo Near the Big Bend</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_87">87</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">X.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Why Satank Killed Peacock</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_96">96</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XI.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Reach Fort Larned</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_111">111</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Our Camp on Walnut Creek</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_122">122</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XIII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Killed by the Indians</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_150">150</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XIV.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Satanta's Story</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_159">159</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XV.</td><td><span class="smcap">Wild Bill Visits Us</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_171">171</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XVI.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Tom Locks the Stable Door</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_184">184</a><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_viii" id="Page_viii">[Pg viii]</a></span></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XVII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Volunteer Troops at Larned</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_195">195</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XVIII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Bill Returns from His Scout</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_206">206</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XIX.</td><td> <span class="smcap">A Night in the Kiowa Camp</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_216">216</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XX.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Trade with Indians</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_226">226</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXI.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Jack's Close Call</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_235">235</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Satank Arrives</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_243">243</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXIII.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Surrounded by Kiowas</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_255">255</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXIV.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Captain Saunders' Fight</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_266">266</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXV.</td><td> <span class="smcap">We Part from Friends</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_277">277</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="right">XXVI.</td><td> <span class="smcap">Back to God's Country</span></td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_297">297</a></td></tr> -</table> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_ix" id="Page_ix">[Pg ix]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">ILLUSTRATIONS</h2></div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="4" summary="table"> - - -<tr><td>"Then come a puff of smoke and the prairie was afire"</td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_ii"><i>Frontispiece</i></a></td></tr> - -<tr><td> </td><td class="right"><small>Facing page</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td>"Five minutes to get out of range! Now, git!"</td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_60">60</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td>"It must have been the work of Injuns"</td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_153">153</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td>"Go to Tom"</td><td class="right"><a href="#Page_250">250</a></td></tr></table> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span> -<p class="center"><strong>THE WOLF HUNTERS</strong></p></div> - - - -<h2>CHAPTER I<br /> - -<small>TOM'S PLAN</small></h2> - - -<p>"Well, men, what will we do?" said Jack -Flanagan. "We can re-enlist or go back -to the States and each hunt his job, or we can try -to get something to do where we can all three -stick together."</p> - -<p>"Let's stick together if we can," said I.</p> - -<p>"Now, hold on, men," advised Tom Vance, -"until you hear what I have got to say. I have -been thinking a lot about what we'd best do, and -last night I think it come to me."</p> - -<p>"Tell us what it is, Tom," said Jack eagerly. -"'Tis yourself has the wise head on his shoulders, -and I'd like to hear your plan."</p> - -<p>We were three soldiers of Company K, First -Cavalry, whose terms of service were about to -expire, and we looked forward with much eagerness -to the time when we should again be our own -masters instead of being subject to military discipline. -Of course, we could re-enlist for another -five years, and the government offered inducements<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</a></span> -to do this. A soldier who re-enlisted within -three months before the expiration of his term -received a discharge three months in advance of -its expiration, with furlough for that length of -time and three months' extra pay. At the expiration -of that time he was expected to report to -his company or, if unable to do that, at the nearest -military post. Failing to report for duty on -time, he was regarded as a deserter. Tom Vance -had served for three enlistments and Jack Flanagan -for two. I was at the end of my first five years.</p> - -<p>We were at Fort Wise,<a name="FNanchor_A_1" id="FNanchor_A_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_A_1" class="fnanchor">[A]</a> Colorado Territory, and -it was the summer of 1861. The Civil War was -just beginning.</p> - -<p>"What is your plan, Tom?" Jack repeated.</p> - -<p>"Well, men," said Tom, "as I say, I thought -of it last night, and I believe that we can spend -the winter somewhere out here in the buffalo -range hunting wolves and can make a good stake -doing that. We all know something about the -plains and something about wolf hunting, and if -we can raise the money needed for the outfit, I -believe we can make a go of it. The Indians are -pretty quiet now, but, of course, we know something -about Indians and know that they've got -to be looked out for all the time, but I guess we'll -be safe enough. What do you think of it?"</p> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span>"It's sure a fine plan," said Jack, "if we can -carry it through; but how much money is it going -to take?"</p> - -<p>"It's a great scheme, Tom," I added, "and it -seems to me there ought to be money in it; but -have we the capital?"</p> - -<p>"We'll have some money," said Tom, "but, of -course, we've got to sail pretty close to the wind -and to cut our coat according to our cloth. When -we get our 'final statements' cashed we ought -to have about two hundred dollars apiece. This -ought to buy us a good team of ponies and camp -outfit, with supplies for the winter. At outfitting -towns like Saint Joe, Leavenworth, Kansas City, -or Independence there are chances to buy a good -team and camp outfit in the fall from people who -are coming in from buffalo hunting, and get them -cheap, too.</p> - -<p>"We ought to go to one of those towns, look out -for such hunting parties, and, if we can find what -we want cheap, take it in; then we can strike out -for the plains by the old Santa Fé road, select a -location in about the thickest of the herds, build -us a cabin or dugout, and get ready for winter."</p> - -<p>Jack and I agreed that the plan was sound, and -Tom then asked us for any ideas or suggestions -that we might have. We both felt, however, that -his fifteen years' service had given him so much -experience that he was much more likely to think -of the necessary points than we, and we had far<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span> -more faith in his judgment than in our own. We -asked him to go ahead and give us the further -details of his plan so far as he had thought them -out.</p> - -<p>"First," Tom said, "we must get what we absolutely -need, and if we have any money left after -that we can buy luxuries. For grub we'd better -take about the same as government rations—flour, -bacon, beans, coffee, sugar, rice, and salt. A -Sharp's rifle and a Colt's navy apiece, with plenty -of cartridges, will be all the arms we'll want, and, -besides the clothing we already have, each man -ought to have a good suit of buckskins. These -are better than any cloth for wear and to keep off -the wind. We can make overcoats, caps, and mittens -out of furs as soon as we take a few pelts and -dress them. Most of these things we can get here -before we are discharged. The first sergeants of -the cavalry companies often have some of these -things over and will sell them to us for very little -money."</p> - -<p>"How about tobacco and pipes?" asked Jack.</p> - -<p>"Tobacco don't come under the head of general -supplies, and, as Peck don't use it, every man will -have to buy his own tobacco."</p> - -<p>"How about whiskey?" asked Jack, for he had -a weakness for liquor.</p> - -<p>Tom answered him quickly: "There'll be no -whiskey taken along if I am to have any say in -the plans for the expedition. When we leave the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span> -settlements you'll have to swear off until we get -back again; and that reminds me that when we -get our 'final statements' cashed it will be a good -idea for you to turn over your money to Peck, all -except a small allowance for a spree, if you must -have one."</p> - -<p>Jack was forced to yield to the decision of the -majority that whiskey should form no part of our -supplies.</p> - -<p>"Seems to me," I began, to change the subject, -"that we've got to decide on where we'll go. -Where do you think we'd better locate our winter -camp, Tom?"</p> - -<p>"As to that, I haven't quite made up my mind," -said he, "but it must be somewhere near the centre -of the buffalo range and not too far from the -Santa Fé road. Fort Larned is about the middle -of the range this season, and I've thought some of -pitching our camp on Walnut Creek, about twenty -miles north of the fort."</p> - -<p>"It's now toward the last of August," continued -Tom, "and our time will be out in September. -We can call for our discharges now any time that -we see a chance to get transportation into the -States. It'll take us about a month to reach the -Missouri River if we go by bull train, and that'll -be about the first of October. Allowing about -ten days to fit out for the return, it'll take us the -rest of October to go back to the neighborhood -of Fort Larned. We won't want to do much wolf<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span> -skinning before the middle of November, when -the winter coat begins to get good, but there'll -be plenty of work to keep us busy, building, fitting -up camp, and getting ready for the cold weather. -It won't do for us to have our camp too close to -Fort Larned or the Santa Fé road, for around -there buffalo and wolves will be scarce, but we -want to be near enough to call for our mail occasionally. -Besides that, if Indians should be -troublesome it's a good thing to be nigh to Uncle -Sam's soldiers."</p> - -<p>"They say," put in Jack, "that there's plenty -of otter and beaver in Walnut Creek."</p> - -<p>"Yes," replied Tom, "we'll be apt to find some -of them, but they're nothing like as plenty as -they used to be. All those timbered creeks used -to have lots of beaver and otter in them, and -we'll find some of them, but our best hold will be -wolfskins. They are plentiest and easiest to get. -We'll take a few steel traps along to try for otter -and beaver. We'll take anything we can in the -way of fur."</p> - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER II<br /> - -<small>WE GET OUR DISCHARGES</small></h2></div> - - -<p>The next day Tom came to me looking rather -serious, and I saw that he had something on -his mind, and when he had gotten me alone he explained -what this was.</p> - -<p>"I've been thinking it over, Peck," he said, -"and I've pretty near made up my mind that we'd -better drop Jack and either pick up another man -or else you and me go it without a third man. I -am afraid that Jack's fondness for liquor will get -him into trouble and so make trouble for us. I -hate to go back on him, for he's a rattlin' good -fellow when he is out of the reach of whiskey, -but, when he can get it, he's a regular drunkard."</p> - -<p>"That's so, Tom," I answered; "but when we -get started back to the plains we'll soon have him -where he can't get whiskey, and then he'll be all -right. I think we can manage him by making -him turn over all his money except a few dollars -to you or to me, and when his money is gone we'll -see that he gets no more. If we can get him to -promise that after he gets through he will let -liquor alone, he will do it. Jack prides himself on -being a man of his word."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span>"Well," said Tom with some hesitation, "we'll -take him then, but we must have a fair and square -understanding with him and fire him if he don't -come to time and behave like a man. We can't -fool away time with a drunken man."</p> - -<p>Besides being an all-around good fellow, Jack -had a fiddle and could play it and could also sing. -On these musical accomplishments I counted for -much enlivening of our lonely winter's work.</p> - -<p>When spoken to about binding himself to let -whiskey alone, Jack readily promised that after -one little spree when we got our pay he would -swear off entirely till the wolf hunting trip was -over. He was willing to turn over his money to -Tom or to me when we should be paid off, reserving -only a few dollars for the "good time" that he -had promised himself.</p> - -<p>We now began trading with the Indians for the -skins needed for our buckskin suits, and as we got -them we smoked them, using for this purpose a -large dry-goods box, to the bottom of which, on -the inside, we tacked the hides in place. The box -was then, turned over a little smothered fire in a -hole in the ground. We found that this way of -smoking skins was an improvement on the Indian -method, smoking them more quickly and evenly -and giving them a more uniform color.</p> - -<p>In 1861 the agency for the five tribes—Cheyennes, -Arapahoes, Kiowas, Comanches, and Prairie -Apaches—was at Fort Wise, and, as the time<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> -approached for the Indian agent to make the annual -distribution of gifts from the government, -the tribes would come in to receive their annuities. -Our trading with the Indians had to be done -quietly, because the post sutler had the exclusive -privilege of all Indian trade on the post reservation, -and, by order of the commanding officer, no one -else might carry on any traffic with the Indians.</p> - -<p>From one of the cavalry first sergeants we each -bought a rifle, revolver, and some cartridges, and -such additional soldier clothing as we needed. -These purchases were, of course, illegal. It was -a serious offence for any non-commissioned officer -or soldier to sell government property. On the -other hand, it was very frequently done.</p> - -<p>A few days later Tom came into the quarters -and gleefully exclaimed: "I've struck it. A bull -train is corralling about a mile above the post, and -the wagon-master has agreed to haul us into the -settlements. It is one of Majors & Russell's outfits -going back empty, and the wagon boss agrees -to take us and let us work our passage, for he is -shorthanded. The train will lie over here to-morrow -to get some work done, and that will give us -time to get our discharges, draw our rations, and -say good-by to the other men."</p> - -<p>"But, Tom," said Jack, "how can we work our -passage in a bull train when ne'er a one of us knows -anything about driving bulls?"</p> - -<p>"I told the wagon boss that," answered Tom,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> -"and he said it made no difference, that he had -other work that any greenhorn could do—night -herding or driving the cavvy-yard. We're to get -our plunder out at the side of the road as he pulls -through the post. Now, as that is settled, let's -put on our best jackets and go over to the captain's -quarters and ask for our discharges."</p> - -<p>"Well, Tom," said Jack, "we'll let you do the -talking for us, for likely enough the 'old man' will -give us a lot of taffy and try to persuade us to -re-enlist. You can give him our reasons for not -taking on again better than me and Peck."</p> - -<p>Before long we had marched briskly across the -parade-ground and lined up in front of the captain's -door, with Tom in the post of honor on the -right. The captain opened the door and stepped -out, when we all three saluted, and as he returned -it he asked:</p> - -<p>"Well, men, what's wanting?"</p> - -<p>Standing rigidly at attention, Jack and I kept -silence while Tom spoke, saying:</p> - -<p>"We've called, sir, to see if the captain would -be so kind as to give us our discharges so we can -take advantage of the chance to go into the States -with the bull train that's camped in the bottom -yonder."</p> - -<p>"Why, yes; certainly," said the captain slowly; -"but I had hoped that you men would re-enlist -in time to get the benefit of the three months' extra -pay with furlough. You are pretty sure to re-enlist<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span> -sooner or later, and it would be better for -you to take on in your old company. It looks as -if the war would continue for some time yet, and, -as we will probably all be ordered into the States -soon, there will be good opportunities for well-trained -soldiers to get commissions in the volunteers."</p> - -<p>"We're very grateful to the captain for his good -opinion, but we've concluded to go down into -the buffalo range and put in the winter skinning -wolves," said Tom. "Next summer, if we take a -notion to re-enlist, we'll hunt the old company -up."</p> - -<p>"All right, men," said the captain, apparently -not wishing to seem unduly anxious about the matter; -"you may go to the first sergeant and tell him -I order your discharges and final statements made -out."</p> - -<p>Thanking him, we saluted and marched off. -The documents were made out in due course -and handed to us by the sergeant, with compliments -on the good service we had all performed -and the expression of a hope that when we had -"blowed in our money" we would go back to -the old company. For some hours we were busy -packing up, happy in the feeling that we were -once more citizens. We spent some time shaking -hands and bidding good-by to every one, and in -some cases the partings were rather moving.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER III<br /> - -<small>WE FIND AN OUTFIT</small></h2></div> - - -<p>When the dusty bull train came rolling along -the road past the garrison it found us waiting. -Our property was stowed in an empty wagon, -and, again shouting good-bys to the comrades who -had come out to see us off, we began our tedious, -dusty, dirty march with the bull train.</p> - -<p>At that time Majors & Russell, of Leavenworth, -Kansas, had the contract for transporting government -supplies to all frontier posts. Mr. Majors -had the reputation of being a very religious man, -and in fitting out trains required all wagon-masters -and teamsters to sign a written contract agreeing to -use no profane language and not to gamble or to -travel on Sundays. At starting he furnished each -man with a Bible and hymn-book, and exhorted -him to read the gospel and hold religious services -on the Sabbath. This statement is regarded by -many people of the present day as an old frontier -joke, but it is actual fact.</p> - -<p>The wagons—called prairie-schooners—were -large and heavy and usually drawn by six yoke -of oxen to the team. When outward bound they -were loaded at the rate of one thousand pounds -of freight to the yoke. Twenty-five such teams<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> -constituted a train, in charge of a wagon-master -and assistant, who were mounted on mules. The -travel was slow, dusty, and disagreeable beyond -description. At camping time the trains corralled -across the road, a half circle on either side, leaving -the open road running through the centre of the -corral.</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i027.jpg" alt="Bull Train corralled for camp." /></div> - -<p>Our route was down the Arkansas River on the -north bank, but the train itself did not go to the -water. That used for cooking and drinking was -carried along in casks, which were replenished at -every opportunity. The detail of this travel, while -interesting, cannot be given here, but on the journey<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span> -we learned a great deal that was absolutely -new to us.</p> - -<p>On the first night out from Fort Wise we were -awakened by a bull-whacker, who brought to our -bed two men who had asked for us and who proved -to be deserters. We felt the sympathy for them -which the average soldier feels for a deserter, gave -them a little money and some rations, and recommended -them to hurry on, travelling at night -and lying hid in the daytime. They went on, as -advised.</p> - -<p>The next morning a sergeant and two privates -from Fort Wise galloped up behind us and stopped -to speak to us, asking if we had seen a couple -of deserters. We gravely told them that we had -seen no such men and suggested that they might -have gone west from Fort Wise. The sergeant -made a perfunctory search of the wagons and then -went on, to camp a little farther along and kill -time until it was necessary to return to the post. -In those days such pursuing parties often overtook -the deserters they were after, gave them part of -their rations, and sent them along on their road.</p> - -<p>At the Big Timbers, on the Arkansas, we met -with a large band of Cheyenne Indians on the -way up to Fort Wise to receive their annuities; and -when we reached the Santa Fé road, where it -crossed the Arkansas, coming from the Cimarron -River by the sixty-mile dry stretch called the -<i>jornada</i>, we saw a government six-mule train,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> -travelling east, just going into camp on the river -bank.</p> - -<p>Here, we thought, was an opportunity to get -along faster and travel more comfortably if we -could arrange for a transfer to the mule train. -Its days' drives were about twice as long as those -of the bull train, which seldom exceeded twelve -miles a day. We therefore sent Tom back to -the mule train, and he found in the wagon-master -of the train an old acquaintance, who cheerfully -agreed to take us on to Fort Leavenworth without -charge. Next morning, as the mule -train passed us, we bade good-by to our kind but -dirty friends the bull-whackers and tumbled ourselves -and our baggage into one of the empty -mule wagons and went on.</p> - -<p>At the Santa Fé crossing of the Arkansas, we -had begun to see a few buffalo; and the herds grew -larger as we went on until we reached Pawnee -Fork, near Fort Larned, which seemed to be about -the centre of their range. After we passed the -fort their numbers decreased until we came to -the Little Arkansas, where we saw the last of -them. Our old company, K of the First Cavalry, -had built the first quarters at Larned, in 1859. -When we passed it, in the autumn of 1861, it was -garrisoned by two companies of the Second Infantry -and one of the Second Dragoons and was -commanded by Major Julius Hayden, Second -Infantry.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span>After joining the mule train Tom, Jack, and I -made it our business to keep the outfit supplied -with fresh meat while passing through the buffalo -range. We also killed numbers of ducks, geese, -brant, and sand-hill cranes, borrowing the wagon-master's -shotgun for bird hunting. This suggested -to us that a good shotgun would be a useful -part of our equipment for the winter's work.</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i030.jpg" alt="Mule Train camped in park" /></div> - - -<p>In due time we reached Fort Leavenworth, received -our pay from our old paymaster, Major -H. E. Hunt, and then went down to Leavenworth -City, two and a half miles from the fort. We -stopped at a boarding-house kept by an old dragoon -who had a wide acquaintance among citizens -and soldiers and who could and would be -useful to us in getting together our outfit.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span>The war between the States was now in full -blast, and blue cloth and brass buttons were seen -everywhere. Several of our former comrades had -enlisted in the volunteers, and some had obtained -commissions.</p> - -<p>According to our previous understanding, I had -been chosen as treasurer and bookkeeper for the -expedition and began to keep accounts of receipts -and expenses. Each man turned into a common -fund, to be used in the purchase of an outfit, -one hundred and fifty dollars—making a common -capital of four hundred and fifty dollars. The balance -of each man's money was left in his hands to -use as he saw fit, except in the case of Jack, whom -we had persuaded to turn over all his money to -me. Jack begged ten dollars from me to go off -and have a good time, and Tom advised me to -give it; but he warned Jack that he would probably -bring up in the lockup and declared that if -he did so he should stay there until we were ready -to start. Both Jack and I had so much respect -for Tom's greater age and experience that we never -thought of taking offence at his scoldings.</p> - -<p>For two days Tom and I were busy going about -from one stable to another, hoping to find a ready-made -camp outfit, team, and wagon offered for sale -cheap. Nothing like that had as yet been seen. -We had heard nothing of our Irishman, and I was -getting a little uneasy about him and asked Tom -if I should not go to the police station, pay Jack's<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> -fine, and get him out. Tom agreed, and expressed -some sorrowful reflections on the blemish to Jack's -character which his love for liquor implied.</p> - -<p>As expected, Jack was found behind the bars. -He had evidently received a terrible beating, part -of it from a gang of toughs who had tried to rob -him, and the remainder from the police who had -finally, with much difficulty, arrested him. I was -obliged to pay a fine of twenty dollars to get Jack -out.</p> - -<p>A further search of Leavenworth City failed to -show us what we wanted, and we were getting discouraged. -To buy a team and a camp equipment -at the prices that were asked would take all the -money we could raise and still leave us poorly prepared -for our expedition. We were considering -the possibility of doing better in Kansas City and -Saint Joe and had half decided to go to those places -when one day Jack came rushing in, exclaiming:</p> - -<p>"I've struck it. I've struck just the rig that -we want. A lot of fine-haired fellows from the -East have just got in from a buffalo hunt with a -splendid outfit they want to sell. They will take -anything they can get for it, because they are -going back East on the railroad and are in a hurry -to get off; and who do you think I found in charge -of the outfit but Wild Bill Hickock?<a name="FNanchor_B_2" id="FNanchor_B_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_B_2" class="fnanchor">[B]</a> Bill told<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> -me he'd been hired by three fellows to buy the -team and rig up the whole equipment for them, and -he'd been their guide. He says it's a dandy outfit. -He don't know how much they'll ask for it, -but says they don't care for money and will give -it away if they can't sell it. They've left Bill to -get rid of it. It's over yonder on Shawnee Street, -and we'd better look it over and see what sort of -a bargain we can make."</p> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span>By this time we were all heading for Jim Brown's -livery stable. There we found the wagon in the -back lot, and the team, a good pair of mules, in -the barn. When we had looked over the well appointed -rig and made a rough estimate of its probable -value we began to fear that the owners would -ask more than we could pay for it. Wild Bill was -absent.</p> - -<p>I asked: "What do you think of the outfit, -Tom?"</p> - -<p>"It's one of the best camp equipments I ever -saw," replied Tom, "but I am afraid it's too rich -for our blood. Those mules and harness alone -would be cheap at two hundred and fifty dollars. -The wagon is easy worth another hundred dollars, -and there is no telling what the camp outfit cost. -They must have let Bill fit things up to his own -notion, and Bill never did know the value of -money. It may be, as Bill said, that they don't -expect much for it and they'll let us have it cheap -as dirt. We'd better be quick, if we can, before -some one else snaps it up."</p> - -<p>"Here comes Wild Bill himself!" exclaimed -Jack; and sure enough, that first of frontier scouts, -in beaded buckskins and with his long, tawny hair -hanging down his back, came striding through the -barn to meet us. Bill confirmed what Jack had -told us, and said that as these young men seemed -to have more money than they knew what to do -with he had rigged up as good an outfit as he knew<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span> -how. He continued: "The wagons, mules, harness, -camp outfit, and some grub left over is for -sale, but their riding horses are not for sale. They -are to be shipped on the cars back to New York. -They've got a couple of pretty fair broncos which -they got here at starting, and they'll sell you them, -or throw them in for good measure. What will -you give me for the whole lot?"</p> - -<p>Tom asked if he was willing to let us unload the -wagon and look at its contents, to which Bill assented. -We found it an extraordinarily complete -camp outfit, with many duplicate parts for the -wagon, a Sibley tent, a sheet-iron cook-stove, a -mess-chest, and a complete mess-kit, or cooking -outfit. There was a large amount of provisions left -over. The wagon and the animals were good and -the broncos had saddles and bridles.</p> - -<p>While we were unpacking the wagon Bill told -us something about the trip, which, from the point -of view of the hunters, had been very successful, -though commonplace enough as Bill saw it. When -the examination was completed Bill asked: "What -do you think of the outfit, Tom, and what will -you give me for the whole caboodle?"</p> - -<p>"It's a good rig, and no mistake," replied Tom -with a seemingly hopeless sigh, "but, Bill, I am -afraid we haven't money enough to buy it. The -outfit was all right for your purposes, but we'll -have to buy a lot more things and must have -some money left after buying a team and camp<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span> -outfit. To buy your outfit would clean us -out."</p> - -<p>"Well," said Bill, "make a bid of what you can -afford to give, not what it's worth. They do not -expect to get what it's worth."</p> - -<p>"It sounds like a mighty small price, Bill, and -I'm ashamed to make you the offer," said Tom -hesitatingly, "but two hundred dollars is as much -as we can afford to give and still buy our other -truck. Would your men consider such a bid as -that?"</p> - -<p>"Boys, that does seem like giving the outfit -away, and until I see my men I won't say whether -they'll take it or not, but I'll talk for you a little -and help you out all I can. They told me to sell -the rig for whatever I could get, and I'll tell -them that two hundred dollars is the best offer I -have had—it's the only one; if they say it's a go -the outfit is yours."</p> - -<p>As we stood on a corner near the levee awaiting -Bill's return we heard the long, hoarse whistle of -a steamboat, and saw one approaching from down -the river, though still some distance away. A -little later Bill came hurrying out of the hotel -and gladdened our hearts by telling us that our -offer had been accepted. His men were to take -the approaching steamer to Saint Joe, and he -must hurry back to Brown's stable and help get -their fine hunting-horses aboard the boat.</p> - -<p>I counted him out the two hundred dollars,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> -which he stuffed in his pocket without recounting. -We had bought for two hundred dollars an outfit -worth at least five hundred dollars.</p> - -<p>We soon had the six fine horses on board the -boat. Bill went up to the cabin to turn over the -money we had paid him. Soon the steamer's big -bell clanged, and just as the deck-hands were -about to pull in the gangplank, Bill came running -out and turned and waved good-by to his -employers, who stood on the hurricane-deck.</p> - -<p>In the autumn of 1861 there was no railroad in -Kansas, and the nearest point to reach the cars -going east from Leavenworth would have been -Weston, six or eight miles above, on the Missouri -side of the river. The railroad from Saint Joseph -east was patrolled by Union soldiers, to protect -the bridges and keep it open for travel.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER IV<br /> - -<small>BACK TO THE BUFFALO RANGE</small></h2></div> - - -<p>As we started back up-town Bill exclaimed -gleefully:</p> - -<p>"Well, boys, what do you think? When I -offered them fellows the money you paid me for -the outfit they would not take a dollar of it, but -told me to keep it for an advance payment—a -sort of retaining fee—for my services next season. -They're coming out again next spring with -a bigger party and made me promise to meet -them here and go with them."</p> - -<p>After Bill left us Tom said: "Bill never did -know the value of money. He could just as well -as not have had the whole outfit that he sold us -or, if he didn't want to keep it, could have sold -it for twice what we paid him for it. But he's a -free-hearted, generous fellow and never thought -of it. He's brave as a lion; never was known to -do a mean or cowardly trick; a dead shot. I am -afraid, though, that he will die with his boots on, -and die young, too."</p> - -<p>When we got back to the stable we found Jim -Brown, the proprietor, there, and Tom told him -that we had bought the wagon, mules, broncos, -and so forth, and would pay his charges before<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> -taking them away, as soon as Wild Bill came -around to confirm the sale.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," said the veteran, when we reached -our boarding-house, "we're beginnin' to see our -way toward gettin' out of this town, an' the -sooner the better, I say; but we've got to do some -more plannin'. I'll give you my plans, an' if you -can suggest better ways, all right. To-morrow -mornin' we'll pay our bills, an' then we'll hitch -up an' pull out onto that open ground out t'other -side of Broadway and camp there an' go to -work gettin' ready to leave here. In camp we -can overhaul the outfit an' see just exactly what -more we need."</p> - -<p>"Nothing could be better," chipped in Jack.</p> - -<p>"Same here," I added. "Now tell us what to -do to get ready for travelling?"</p> - -<p>"Hold on," said Tom, "I've got another suggestion -to offer. We're going to have a heap -heavier load than them hunters had, an' I'm in -favor of gettin' a pair of lead harness an' spreaders -an' putting them broncos on for leaders an' -work four going out. We'll want to take about -five months' supplies for ourselves an' what grain -we can haul to help our animals through the winter, -an' all that will make too much of a load for -the mules alone. We can't afford to feed our -stock full rations of grain, but they ought to have -some to help 'em through the worst weather an' -keep 'em from gettin' too poor."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span>"That's a good idea; but what if the mustangs -won't work?" suggested Jack. "It's a common -trick with their sort to balk in harness, though -they may be good under the saddle."</p> - -<p>"I know that," replied Tom, "an' so we want -that question settled right here. Ef one or both -of 'em refuses to pull we'll trade 'em off for something -that'll work."</p> - -<p>On going over to the stable next morning before -breakfast to give the team a rubbing down, I -found Jack there ahead of me, hard at work with -currycomb and horse brush, grooming the stock.</p> - -<p>Brown told us that Bill had called and said he -should let us have the outfit when we came for it.</p> - -<p>After breakfast, while Tom went down street -to a second-hand store and bought lead harness -and spreaders for the mustangs, Jack and I harnessed -the mules and put all our belongings into -the wagon. We were delighted to find that the -broncos when hitched up walked away like old -work horses, which they evidently were.</p> - -<p>Moving out Shawnee Street, beyond Broadway, -where there was open ground for camping, we -made camp near a little creek and, after unloading -the wagon, gave everything a general overhauling -to determine what more we needed to fully equip -us for the trip.</p> - -<p>We had noticed a nice-looking black shepherd -dog around Brown's stable that we had supposed -belonged to Brown; but now discovered that it<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> -was the property of Wild Bill. The dog seemed -to be very intelligent and his owner prized him -highly.</p> - -<p>After establishing our camp our commander, old -Tom, gave his orders, as occasion suggested, and -Jack and I promptly executed them.</p> - -<p>"One of us must always be in camp," said the -old man, "for we don't know what prowler might -come along an' steal somethin' if we ain't here -to watch things. Now, for to-day, I'll be camp -guard while you youngsters do the foraging. -First thing, Jack, you an' Peck light out an' hunt -up some wood to cook with."</p> - -<p>As the camp-stove would be so much handier -and more economical of fuel than an open fire, we -had taken it out of the wagon and placed it on the -ground, with the mess-chest near by—just behind -the wagon—and, after pitching the tent, moved -the stove inside.</p> - -<p>Jack and I skirmished along the creek, and each -gathered an armful of wood which we broke up -into stove lengths, while Tom busied himself -overhauling the mess-chest and cooking utensils.</p> - -<p>When we had finished our job Tom gave another -order:</p> - -<p>"Now, while you're restin' Jack, you take the -two mules, an', Peck, you take the two broncos, -an' go back up the street to that blacksmith shop -just this side of the Mansion House an' git 'em -shod all 'round. That'll take about all forenoon.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span> -An' while the blacksmith is workin' on 'em one -of you can stay there an' the other can go to a -meat market an' git a piece of fresh meat an' -bring it out to camp right away so that I can put -it on to cook for dinner. While you're gettin' the -meat, bring a loaf or two of soft bread, too. We've -got plenty of hardtack in the wagon, but we'd -better use baker's bread while we're in reach of it -an' save the hardtack to use on the road, in -camps where fuel is scarce."</p> - -<p>Leaving Jack at the blacksmith's shop to attend -to the shoeing of the team, I carried out Tom's -various instructions.</p> - -<p>While a kettle of bean soup was boiling Tom -was busy rearranging things in the mess-chest and -wagon. Fearing that he might neglect the soup -and let it scorch, I asked:</p> - -<p>"Tom, is there any danger of the beans sticking -to the bottom of the camp-kettle and burning?"</p> - -<p>"What do you take me for, young fellow?" he -retorted indignantly. "Do you s'pose I've been -a-cookin' an' eatin' Uncle Sam's beans all these -years an' ain't learnt how to cook bean soup without -burnin' it? Ef that soup scorches I'll agree -to eat the whole mess."</p> - -<p>"Of course you know how to cook 'em," I said -apologetically, "but I noticed the beans are gettin' -soft and thought maybe while you was busy -at something else they might get burnt."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span>"Ain't you never learnt how to keep beans -from stickin' to the bottom of the camp-kettle?"</p> - -<p>"No, except to keep stirring them," I replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, I didn't think you'd a-got through five -years of soldierin' on the plains without learnin' -how to keep beans from burning. Now, I'll tell -you of a trick that's worth a dozen of stirrin' 'em -when you've got somethin' else to do besides -standin' by the kettle an' watchin' 'em. When -your beans begin to git soft just drop two or three -metal spoons into the camp-kettle, then go on -about your business, an' long as they don't bile -dry they won't burn. You savvy the philosophy -of it?"</p> - -<p>"No, I don't."</p> - -<p>"Well, it's just this: the heat keeps the spoons -a-dancin' around in the bottom of the kettle, an' -that keeps the beans from settlin' an' burning. -Savvy? Easy as rollin' off a log when it's explained -to you, ain't it?"</p> - -<p>After getting back to camp with the mules and -broncos newly shod, we had just taken our seats -around our mess-box table when who should ride -up but Wild Bill. He had heard from Brown of -our move and came out to see how we were fixed. -As he reined up near us Jack saluted him with:</p> - -<p>"Get down, Bill, an' hitch your hoss an' watch -me eat."</p> - -<p>"Not by a durned sight, Jack; I can do a heap -better than that," replied the scout, too familiar<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> -with the rough hospitality of the frontier to wait -for a more formal invitation; "but if you've got -time to watch me eat I'll show you how to do it."</p> - -<p>He dismounted, tied his horse to the wagon, -turned up a water bucket for a seat, and sat down -to dinner with us. "The smell of that bean soup -catches me."</p> - -<p>As a surprise, when we had nearly finished Tom -went to the oven and brought out a couple of nice -hot pies.</p> - -<p>"What a blessin' it is, sure," said Jack, "to -have somethin' to cook an' somebody that knows -how to cook it!"</p> - -<p>"Well," replied Tom, "it's better than having a -surplus of cooks an' no rations—a state of affairs -we all know something about."</p> - -<p>"I was just a-goin' to remark," added Bill, -"that I see you've got a good cook in the outfit, an' -that's no small help. I always knew Tom was a -first-class soldier, an' now I've found out another -of his accomplishments. Boys, I expect to be out -to Fort Larned before long, an' if I ever strike -your trail out in that neighborhood I'll sure -foller it up an' invite myself to take a square meal -with you once in a while."</p> - -<p>"Well, I'll tell ye right now, Bill, you'll always -be welcome," said Jack, while Tom and I added: -"Second the motion."</p> - -<p>"My special errand out here," said Bill as he -unhitched his horse and prepared to mount, "was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> -to tell you that when you get ready to lay in your -supplies for the trip I think you can do better -to buy 'em of Tom Carney<a name="FNanchor_C_3" id="FNanchor_C_3"></a><a href="#Footnote_C_3" class="fnanchor">[C]</a> than anywhere else -in town. There's where I bought the truck for -our trip, an' I found his prices reasonable, an' -everything was satisfactory an' packed in good -shape. Tom's accommodatin', an' reliable, and -an all-round good fellow to trade with."</p> - -<p>While standing by his horse Bill's dog had taken -post in front of him and by wagging his tail and -looking up at his master was trying to attract his -notice, seeing which the scout stooped down and -began talking to his canine friend and patting him -affectionately, which seemed to put the dog in an -ecstasy of delight.</p> - -<p>"Bill," said Tom, "I've been wondering ef we -couldn't manage some way to beat you out of -that dog. Don't you want to git rid of him?"</p> - -<p>"No, Tom," replied the scout, "money wouldn't -buy that dog. But there's been two or three attempts -made to steal him from me since I've been -here in town—I come pretty nigh having to kill a -feller about him just the other day—an', seeing as -he's taken such a shine to you fellers, I was -thinkin' of gettin' you to take him along with you -out to Larned an' leave him with somebody there -to keep for me till I come out; or maybe you'd -keep him with your outfit."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span>"Just the thing!" exclaimed Jack. "We'll take -him along, all right, an' we won't leave him at Fort -Larned, either—we'll keep him till you call for -him."</p> - -<p>"Well, boys, I b'lieve he'll be useful to you, for -he's a shepherd an' takes to minding stock naturally, -an' he's a good all-round watch-dog—one of -the smartest I ever saw. I call him 'Found,' -'cause I found him when he seemed to be lost. -You'll have to keep him tied up for a few days -when you leave here; after that, I think, he'll stick -to you, 'cause he's been used to lookin' after them -mules an' ponies all summer. But, mind you, now, -I ain't a-givin' him to you—only lendin' him."</p> - -<p>"All right, Bill; he's your dog," said Tom, "an' -we'll take good care of him till you want him." -Thus Found became one of us.</p> - -<p>That afternoon Tom began the work of estimating -the supplies that we would need for our -winter's trip, endeavoring to calculate the quantity -of each item of the provisions and from that -the weight that we would have to haul in our -wagon. As an old soldier, he made his figures on -the basis of rations—one man's allowance of each -article of food for one day. He said:</p> - -<p>"We'll make our estimate at about the rate of -government rations, but, as we don't have to restrict -ourselves exactly to Uncle Sam's allowance -we'll allow a margin in some things to suit our -own notions."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span>Tom calculated that about four months' rations -for three men ought to be enough to carry us from -the middle of October to the middle of February, -and he told me to make my requisition for four -hundred rations of each article and set down the -number of pounds' weight of each as I went -along.</p> - -<p>"Of breadstuffs," he said, "we ought to take -about three fourths flour—three hundred pounds—and -one fourth hardtack—one hundred pounds. -That'll make four hundred pounds of freight. -Then, as an extra, a sack of corn-meal—fifty -pounds.</p> - -<p>"As we'll be able to kill plenty of wild meat, -two hundred rations of bacon will be enough. At -three fourths of a pound to the ration, that will -be one hundred and fifty pounds."</p> - -<p>So he went through the list of beans, rice, hominy, -coffee, tea, and sugar, with vinegar, salt, pepper, -yeast-powder, together with two hundred -pounds of potatoes and one hundred pounds of -onions. With some dried fruit and soap the total -weight came to one thousand five hundred and -forty-one pounds, to which he added one thousand -pounds of corn, as feed for the animals during the -worst weather. He purposed to take also a scythe -and hay-fork and, as soon as we got into camp, -to cut hay and make a stack as added provision -against bad weather. These things, together with -all the camp equipment to be carried, would<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span> -make a load of not far from three thousand -pounds for the animals.</p> - -<p>To this load I suggested that it would be a good -idea to add some interesting books to read at -night, and I told him that I purposed to subscribe -for some weekly papers which would give the -news of current events.</p> - -<p>Wild Bill's skill in plains travel was evident in -many things about the outfit we had bought. He -had fastened straps on the outside of the wagon-box -to carry the tent-pole, tripod, and stovepipe, -and on the opposite side to hold the axe, pick, and -shovel, so that when needed on the road or in -camp the tools would be at hand.</p> - -<p>On the plains one must be prepared to encounter -strong winds at any and all times, and often violent -storms, and on this account we commended -Bill's judgment in having selected a Sibley instead -of a wall tent; for the Sibley is in many -respects a most serviceable tent.</p> - -<p>It is conical in shape, like the Indian lodge, -but in other respects it is far superior to the red -man's habitation. It requires but a single short -pole which rests on an iron tripod, by pushing -together or spreading apart the feet of which -the canvas is easily stretched tight or slackened. -The aperture at the top for the escape of smoke is -provided with a canvas cap which can be shifted -so as to keep its back to the wind, thus insuring -a clear exit for the smoke. Two opposite doors<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span> -secure at least one entrance and exit away from -the wind. Its advantages over the wall-tent for -withstanding stormy weather and for comfort -and convenience are generally admitted by all -old campers.</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i049.jpg" alt="Sibley Tent" /></div> - - -<p>The inventor of this most excellent tent was a -private soldier in the Second Dragoons, whom I -often saw at Fort Bridger, Utah, in '58, but whose -name I have forgotten.</p> - -<p>The next day we drove down-town and bought -our supplies and on returning to camp loaded -the wagon for the trip to the plains, as Tom directed.</p> - -<p>"Put the heaviest truck, such as the sacks of -corn and flour, in the bottom an' well toward the -forward end," said he, "an' such things as the -mess box an' stove—that we'll be using a good -deal on the road—in the hind end, where they'll be<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> -handy to git out of the wagon. The tent an' our -bundles of bedding can go on top. The camp-stools, -buckets, an' camp-kettles can be tied on -outside. An', mind you, everything must be -stowed away snug or we won't be able to get our -truck all on the wagon."</p> - -<p>Stripping the wagon-sheets off the bows, we -packed the wagon to the best advantage, leaving -at the hind end a vacant space to receive the mess-chest -and stove. Replacing the sheets, we tied -them down snugly to the wagon-box, all around, -to be prepared for rainy weather.</p> - -<p>Tom, who once had served as hospital steward, -had learned something of the use of medicines, -and during our stay in Leavenworth he fitted up -a small medicine-chest and stocked it with such -remedies as he knew how to use, to be prepared -for emergencies.</p> - -<p>"You may not need 'em very often," he remarked; -"you may never need 'em; but, as Wild -Bill says of his pistols, when you do need 'em -you'll need 'em bad."</p> - -<p>As we were to pull out in the morning, Wild -Bill rode out to our camp that evening to take -supper with us. The evening was pleasantly -passed with music from Jack's fiddle, singing by all -hands, and wound up by a jig danced by Wild -Bill which astonished and delighted us all.</p> - -<p>As Wild Bill was mounting his horse to return -to town, Tom took the precaution to chain the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span> -dog, Found, to a wheel of the wagon, to prevent -him from following his master.</p> - -<p>Our commander, old Tom, had given orders for -an early start next morning, and before daylight -his call, "Turn out, men!" routed us out of our -blankets. Tom got breakfast, while Jack and I -fed the team and then groomed and harnessed -them while they ate.</p> - -<p>We intended to feed them well on grain as long -as we were in the settlements, where it was plenty -and cheap; but after getting beyond Council -Grove there would be no more settlements, and -consequently no grain to be bought along the -road, and, as the grain we were hauling would -be needed later to carry our animals through the -cold of winter, they would have to depend on the -grass after leaving the settlements.</p> - -<p>Daylight was upon us when we had finished -eating, and, all hands turning to, the dishes were -soon washed and packed away, the wagon loaded, -the team hitched up, the fire put out, and we were -off.</p> - -<p>Our team was fat, frisky, and well rested, and -walked away with its load with ease; but, following -our soldier training in starting out for a -long trip, we made short, easy drives for the first -few days, gradually increasing them till we reached -the maximum—about twenty-five miles a day.</p> - -<p>Shortly after leaving Leavenworth we met our -old friends the bull-whackers, with whom we had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> -made the first part of our trip on starting from -Fort Wise. They were just getting in with their -train, as dirty and jolly as ever. We were gratified -to realize that we had gained so much time -and avoided so much dirt by transferring to the -mule train at the Santa Fé crossing of the Arkansas -River.</p> - -<p>Later we met more bull trains and other freighting -outfits coming in but found few going west. -At this season most people were inclined to seek -the friendly shelter and comforts of the settlements -rather than to brave the inclemencies and -dangers of the bleak plains.</p> - -<p>Among the travellers whom we met coming in -was an occasional outfit of "busted Pike's Peakers," -as unfortunate and discouraged miners returning -from the Pike's Peak gold region were -called. Most of these gave doleful accounts of -life and prospects in the Colorado mines.</p> - -<p>For a few days after leaving Leavenworth we -kept the dog, Found, tied up, lest he should go -back to his master; but we were all kind to him, -and he showed no inclination to quit our company, -and when we turned him loose again he contentedly -remained with our outfit.</p> - -<p>We found the roads fine and the weather real -Indian summer; days hazy, warm, and pleasant, -nights cool, and mornings frosty, as is usual on -the plains at this the most pleasant time of the -year.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span>While in the settlements we indulged in such -luxuries as milk, butter, eggs, and so forth, whenever -they were to be bought, and we killed plenty -of prairie-chickens with our shotgun.</p> - -<p>These prairie-chickens were very numerous in -the Kansas settlements, occurring in such multitudes -that they were pests to the farmers, eating -great quantities of grain. They haunted the settled -country or grain-producing parts but were -seldom found far out on the plains, though while -in the service I saw a few as far west as the Big -Bend of the Arkansas.</p> - -<p>In the army the Sibley tent was calculated to -hold twelve to sixteen men—crowded pretty close -together—but in our Sibley, with only the three -occupants, there was room for stove, mess-chest, -camp-stools, or anything else we might bring -inside. Found always made his bed under the -wagon, where he could keep watch over the animals -and act as general camp guard.</p> - -<p>In order to favor our team we made two drives -a day, stopping for an hour or so at noon to turn -the animals out on the grass, while we made coffee -and ate some cold meat and bread. On our -afternoon drive, as night approached, we selected -a convenient place and camped, turning out the -team—except the flea-bitten gray mare, which -we always picketed as an anchor to the rest. -After supper, sprawled on our beds in the tent, -we talked and spun yarns.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span>Tom having served three enlistments—fifteen -years—and Jack two, while I had only five years' -service as a soldier to my credit, I was considered -a raw recruit and usually listened while they -talked. When in a musical mood, Jack got out -his fiddle and played and sang.</p> - -<p>We seldom lit a candle at night, for we had -only one box of candles and knew that before -us were many long winter evenings when lights -would be more needed than now. We had found, -rolled up in the tent, an infantry bayonet—the -best kind of a camp candlestick. When we had -occasion to light a candle we appreciated its -convenience.</p> - -<p>Since we first came from the plains into the -Kansas settlements we had heard much said about -jayhawkers. The term jayhawking as used then -was a modified expression for theft or robbery, -but was applied more particularly to the depredations -of gangs of armed and mounted ruffians, -who, taking advantage of the turbulent condition -of affairs resulting from the war—the civil law -being impotent or altogether lacking in many -parts of the scattering settlements of Kansas—roamed -at will through the country, hovering especially -along main thoroughfares and helping -themselves to other people's property. Sometimes -they professed to be volunteer soldiers or -government agents sent out to gather in good -horses, mules, or other property for the use of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span> -Uncle Sam, giving bogus receipts for what they -took and saying that these receipts would be -honored and paid on their presentation to any -government quartermaster—which, of course, was -pure fiction.</p> - -<p>Where they failed to get what they wanted by -other methods they did not hesitate to use violence, -even to killing those who resisted their -demands.</p> - -<p>Such were the Kansas jayhawkers of those -times, whom we had hoped to escape meeting; -but we had talked much of the possibilities and -probabilities of such an encounter and had decided -on certain plans of action to frustrate the -probable movements of any jayhawkers whom we -might meet. We did not propose to be robbed -and stood ready to put up a strong bluff and, if -necessary, to fight to defend our property. In -view of a possible fight, arms were to be kept in -order and ammunition handy.</p> - -<p>We had nearly reached Council Grove without -encountering any jayhawkers and had begun to -flatter ourselves that we were going to slip through -the settlements without having trouble with them. -At one or two places along the road, however, we -had heard that a party of jayhawkers had lately -been seen on the route ahead of us, and we had -been cautioned to look out for them.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER V<br /> - -<small>WE MEET DOUBTFUL CHARACTERS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>One day, on stopping at a store to buy some -feed, just before reaching the crossing of a -timbered creek, we noticed two saddled horses -hitched to the fence and on entering the store -found two well-armed, rough-looking fellows lounging -about, one of whom seemed to be half tipsy. -The store was also a post-office and presided over -by a very old man.</p> - -<p>While Tom and the storekeeper retired to a -back room to measure out some grain, the two -ruffians began to manifest considerable interest -in our affairs, asking many questions, to all of -which Jack and I, who had left the team standing -in the road and walked up to the store, gave -rather curt answers.</p> - -<p>Apparently not satisfied with our replies, the -drunken fellow staggered out toward our team, -remarking to his more sober companion:</p> - -<p>"Joe, let's take a look at their outfit."</p> - -<p>We paid little apparent attention to them but -quietly watched every movement they made, for -we began to suspect that these were some of the -robbers we had heard of.</p> - -<p>Each of the men carried a pair of revolvers hung<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span> -to his belt. The most drunken one was a large, -swearing, swaggering ruffian who was addressed -by the other as "Cap." The one named "Joe" -was smaller and apparently more sober and wore -an old cavalry jacket.</p> - -<p>As they walked around the team we heard an -ominous growl from our dog, Found. The big -fellow stepped back and laid a hand on the butt -of one of his pistols, and Jack quickly grasped the -handle of his own weapon and took a step or -two in the direction of the drunken ruffian, keeping -his eyes on the fellow's pistol hand. "Cap" saw -the movement and turned toward Jack, still with -his hand on his pistol, and remarked with an oath:</p> - -<p>"Mister, ef that dog tries to bite me he dies."</p> - -<p>"Then there'll be two dogs die," returned Jack -quietly, looking the fellow in the eye.</p> - -<p>I kept a close watch of the motions of Joe, but -he made no threatening gestures and seemed -waiting to see what his leader would do.</p> - -<p>"What do you mean, sir?" demanded the -drunken blusterer of Jack.</p> - -<p>"I mean," replied the Irishman quietly, "that -if you keep away from that team and attend to -your own business the dog'll not hurt you; but you -draw a gun to shoot him, an'—well, you heard my -remark."</p> - -<p>Instead of resenting Jack's ultimatum, the big -fellow turned to his henchman and said:</p> - -<p>"Joe, these men don't appear to have heard of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> -me. Tell 'em who I am," and then disappeared -into the store.</p> - -<p>Joe stepped up to Jack and said in a confidential -way:</p> - -<p>"Pardner, you've made a big mistake to talk -so insulting to that man, an' I'm afraid you'll -have trouble about it. That's Captain Tucker, -one o' the worst men in Kansas. I reckon he's -killed more men than I've got fingers an' toes. -Best thing you can do now, is to foller him into -the store an' call for the drinks, apologize, like a -man, an' make it all up with him, fur he's turrible -when he's riled, specially when he's drinkin'."</p> - -<p>"Is that so?" exclaimed Jack. "Why, he's a -bad one, ain't he? I'm right glad to know him."</p> - -<p>"More'n that," added Joe, "he's captain of our -company, an' we're the toughest lot that ever -struck this country."</p> - -<p>"Where's your company, and how many of -you is they?" asked Jack.</p> - -<p>"Oh, they's a whole lot of us, an' we're camped -down on the crick a couple o' miles from here," -was Joe's evasive reply.</p> - -<p>I began to get uneasy. What if Jack's rashness -should bring this gang of desperadoes down on us? -Jack was game and would not back down from the -stand he had taken. I knew that Tom—who was -still in the store getting his sack of grain and knew -nothing of the trouble we were about to get into—was -game, too, and would stand by the Irish-man;<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span> -and if it came to a fight I could at least -handle cartridges for them. But what could three -of us do against a gang of unknown numbers of -these lawless men?</p> - -<p>"Jack, haven't you been a little too brash? -You may get us into a scrape if he brings up his -men."</p> - -<p>"Ef there's none of 'em more dangerous than -their captain there's nothin' to fear. I've studied -such fellows all my life, an' I never made a mistake -in one of his sort. He's just such another -blowhard as that 'bad man from Texas' that I -swatted in Leavenworth. An' on the principle of -'like master, like man,' you'll be apt to find that -this big company of desperadoes, if we ever meet -'em, will dwindle down to six or eight windy ruffians -like their captain. I believe the three of -us could whip twenty of 'em. Such fellers don't -fight unless they can get the drop, an' we'll see -that they don't do that."</p> - -<p>Just as we reached the store door I turned to -see what had become of Joe, and noticed him still -standing where we had left him—as near the mules -as Found would let him come—intently engaged -in writing or drawing something with a pencil on -a piece of paper. The paper he held in his hand -looked like a yellow envelope, and, nudging Jack, -I pointed to him.</p> - -<p>Joe seemed to be deeply interested in his work, -looking first at the mules and then at his yellow<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> -envelope as he marked on it, and did not notice -us. I was still wondering what he could be doing -when the Irishman's quick wit comprehended the -situation, and he whispered:</p> - -<p>"He's copyin' the brands on our mules. We'll -hear more of this by an' by."</p> - -<p>"How?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"He'll send somebody to claim 'em, on a lost-strayed-or-stolen -plea, an' the claimer will prove -ownership by showing the exact brands marked -on paper before he has been near the mules. I've -known that trick played before."</p> - -<p>As we entered the store the old storekeeper and -Tom came out of the grain room—Tom with a -sack of corn on his shoulder, making mysterious -winks at us as he moved toward the door, indicating -that he desired us to go back to the wagon.</p> - -<p>The store man cast an inquiring glance at the -decanter and then at Captain Tucker. The latter -nodded his head and said:</p> - -<p>"Chalk it down."</p> - -<p>On the way to the wagon we met Joe, who had -probably completed draughting our mules' brands -to his satisfaction.</p> - -<p>We told Tom of all that had occurred, and I -rather expected that he would reprimand Jack for -acting so rashly, but to my surprise he approved -of the Irishman's doings.</p> - -<p>"Perfectly right, perfectly right," said Tom. -"It won't do to give back to such fellows a particle.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> -If we've got to have a brush with them, -right now an' here's as good a time an' place as -any. We must bluff 'em off right at the start -or fight. But we mus'n't forget the old sayin', -'Never despise your enemy'; he may turn out a -better fighter than you give him credit for bein'. -We must watch every move they make an' be -prepared to bluff 'em off at every trick they try. -Jack was right in suspecting that that fellow with -the cavalry jacket was copying the brands on our -mules. They'll be after trying to prove 'em away -from us, ef they can't bluff us."</p> - -<p>"Did you find out anything about them from -the storekeeper?" I asked anxiously. "You were -in that back room so long I thought you must be -pumping him."</p> - -<p>"Yes, I wasn't idle," replied Tom, "an' I found -out a whole lot. At first the old man was afraid -to talk, for he's scared of these fellers, but when I -promised him that we would not get him into -trouble he let out an' told me all he knows about -'em.</p> - -<p>"This is the gang we heard about at Burlingame -and again at A-Hundred-an'-Ten-Mile -Creek," continued Tom. "They came to this -neighborhood about a week ago an' have been -robbin' and plunderin', an' everybody's afraid of -'em. The old storekeeper says that there are so -few able-bodied men left here—most all of 'em having -gone off to the war—that the few citizens left<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span> -can't well make any organized opposition to 'em. -This lot is an offshoot from Cleveland's gang of -jayhawkers that we heard about at Leavenworth. -It seems, the old fellow says, that this Captain -Tucker was a lieutenant under Cleveland, an' -they couldn't agree—each one wanted to be boss—so -Tucker with a few followers split off from -Cleveland an' started a gang of his own."</p> - -<p>"Well, but did you find out how many there -are in this gang?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"Yes. The old man says that they try to make -people believe that there is a big company, but -from the best information he can get there are -only seven or eight."</p> - -<p>"What did I tell you?" said Jack contemptuously. -"Ef they're no better than these two -we're good for that many, easy."</p> - -<p>"Yes," said Tom, "ef we don't let 'em get the -drop on us I think we can stand 'em off; but we -may find 'em a tougher lot than we take 'em for—ef -they tackle us for a fight we've just got to -clean 'em out, it's a ground-hog case. An' as to -killin' 'em, I'd have no more hesitation about it -than I would to kill a hostile Injun. Ef we have -to open fire on 'em I want you men to shoot to -kill, an' I'll do the same. These jayhawkers have -been declared outlaws by orders from the commander -of the department, an' the troops are -turned loose to hunt 'em down, kill 'em, or break -up the gangs wherever they can be found.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span>"The old storekeeper says they've just taken -possession of his store," he continued, "helpin' -themselves to his liquor or anything else they -want, tellin' him to 'chalk it down' an' by an' by -they'll settle with him.</p> - -<p>"A boy from the neighborhood who had been -down to their camp to sell 'em some butter told -the old man that there was only seven men of -'em an' they had a tent an' a two-horse wagon. -The boy said they had lots of good horses, an' -the old man thinks they gather in all the good -horses an' mules they can find in the country an' -now an' then send a lot of 'em in to Leavenworth -an' sell 'em to the contractors there who are -buyin' up horses an' mules for the government.</p> - -<p>"Whatever happens," continued Tom, "we -must be careful not to compromise this old storekeeper -an' his family, for he's very much afraid -of these jayhawkers an' cautioned me several -times not to let them get a suspicion that he had -told us anything about them.</p> - -<p>"I put an idea in his head, though, which may -be the means of ridding this neighborhood of these -rascals. I told him to write a letter to General -Hunter, in command of the department at Fort -Leavenworth, tellin' him the situation out here, -an' to request the general to send out a company -of cavalry to clean out this gang an' give protection -to the farmers an' people travelling the road.</p> - -<p>"He jumped at the idea an' said he would<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span> -write the letter right away an' send it in by the -mail which will go past this afternoon. I think -the general will send the troops immediately, for -he is makin' war on these bushwhackers wherever -he can hear of them. If the scheme is carried out -right the soldiers will be apt to kill or capture -this whole gang. I'd like to stay an' help 'em at -it, but it will take four or five days, at least, -before the soldiers can get here. Ef this gang -undertakes to make war on us we may have to -teach 'em a lesson on our own hook."</p> - -<p>"Well, Tom," I asked, "what are your plans -for meeting this emergency if you think these fellows -are going to give us trouble?"</p> - -<p>Before he could answer me the two jayhawkers -came out of the store and, without making -any hostile demonstrations, went to their horses, -mounted, and rode a little way back down the -road we had come, and then, turning across the -prairie struck for the timber farther down the -creek. They eyed us in passing but said not a -word. As they rode past us we noticed that -both were mounted on good-looking animals, especially -Tucker, whose mount was a splendid, -large black horse of fine proportions and good -movement.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER VI<br /> - -<small>STANDING OFF THE JAYHAWKERS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>While Jack and I stowed away the sack of -corn and waited for Tom's reply to my -question, he stood watching the disappearing riders -till an intervening rise of ground hid them -and then began to unfold his plans.</p> - -<p>"It's earlier in the day than we generally camp," -said Tom thoughtfully, "but under the circumstances -we must select a camp not far from here -an' hang up till we see what they're going to do. -Ef we try to go on farther they'll think we're -running from 'em. We must camp in open -ground where they can't get in shooting distance -of us without showing themselves in open prairie.</p> - -<p>"I asked the storekeeper about the lay of the -land on the other side of the creek, an' he told -me of a good place to camp about a half mile -beyond the ford, where there's an abandoned -house out in the prairie an' a good well. The -family who owned the place got scared out and -moved into Topeka to stay till times get better. -There's where we'll camp; so let's get there an' -get prepared for action in case this outfit gives -us a call. They won't let us go by without trying -some bluff game on us an' maybe a fight.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span>"I don't think there's any need of it here," -added Tom as he looked toward the timber at the -crossing of the creek ahead of us, "but, to be on -the safe side, while I drive the team, Jack, you -an' Peck may take your guns and form a skirmish -line ahead of me as we go through the timber."</p> - -<p>We did so, but, finding no sign of an enemy, as -we again came out on the prairie we joined the -wagon and rode up to the abandoned house and -camped in a good, defensible position. There was -no grass close to the house whereon to picket our -team, but some hay that had been left in the -barn made a good substitute.</p> - -<p>Finding the inside of the house littered with -waste and rubbish left by the recent occupants, -we pitched our tent near the wagon, as usual, -camping by the house merely to secure a defensible -location in open ground with wood and -water convenient.</p> - -<p>We were confident that we would receive a call -from the jayhawkers and hurried our dinner, -keeping an anxious lookout back along the road -toward the store, which was now hidden from us -by the timber.</p> - -<p>After we had cleared away the dishes Tom ordered:</p> - -<p>"Now, men, see that everything is prepared -for action. See that all arms are in good working -order, an' have a good supply of ca'tridges -handy."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span>Such orders were hardly necessary, for we made -it a rule at all times to keep our arms in good -shape and cartridges convenient.</p> - -<p>"Here they come!" exclaimed Jack in great -glee, and, looking toward the store, we could see -a party of mounted men just coming out of the -timber at the creek crossing. As soon as the announcement -was made Tom brought the field-glass -to bear on them and began counting:</p> - -<p>"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—all -told." Then he added: "They would likely leave -only one man back to take care of camp; so eight -is about the full strength of the gang, just as we -heard."</p> - -<p>Passing the glass to me, he added:</p> - -<p>"As soon as they get in hailing distance I'll -halt 'em, an' you men will be ready to enforce my -commands. Ef they don't halt at the first command -I'll halt 'em again, an' maybe the third -time, but not more. An' when I give the command, -'Fire!' remember your old training—aim -about the saddles an' let em' have it, an' don't -waste your ca'tridges. Let each one of us try to -see how many saddles he can empty."</p> - -<p>To me this sounded serious, but the veteran -was as cool about it as if giving instructions to a -squad of soldiers on skirmish drill. Jack always -seemed happy when there was a good prospect of -a fight before him. I must admit that I began to -feel a little squeamish as the jayhawkers drew near<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> -us, but I was somewhat reassured by the firm and -fearless demeanor of my comrades.</p> - -<p>As the jayhawkers approached it was seen that -all except the leader, "Cap" Tucker, carried -rifles, carbines, or shotguns in addition to their -pistols. All seemed to be well mounted, but -Tucker was particularly conspicuous by his fine -black horse. They followed the main road till -opposite the house where we were and then -turned and rode toward us at a walk.</p> - -<p>As soon as they had approached within easy -hail Tom took a few steps toward them and, -bringing his Sharp's rifle to a ready, sung out:</p> - -<p>"<i>Halt!</i>"</p> - -<p>Jack and I moved up in his rear and came to -the same position.</p> - -<p>The jayhawkers did not seem to be expecting -such a manœuvre on our part and did not promptly -obey Tom's first command; but by the time he -had repeated "<i>Halt!</i>" in a louder tone they took -the hint, and Tucker quickly ordered his men to -stop. Turning to us, he called out in a tone of -indignant surprise:</p> - -<p>"What do you mean?"</p> - -<p>"Just what I say," replied Tom. "Ef you men -have any business with us, one of you—and only -one—can advance an' make it known. The rest'll -stand where they are."</p> - -<p>Turning and speaking a few words to his men, -Tucker then rode up to us.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span>As the big captain halted a few feet from us he -demanded angrily:</p> - -<p>"What do you men mean by drawing your guns -on us an' halting us this way?"</p> - -<p>"In these doubtful times," replied Tom, "we -don't propose to allow a party of armed men to -enter our camp without first finding out who they -are an' what's their business with us. Will you -please tell us what yours is?"</p> - -<p>"Why, certainly," returned the big ruffian. -"We are free rangers looking up stray an' stolen -stock an' also gathering in good hosses an' mules -fer the government. Have you any objections to -that?"</p> - -<p>"Not in the least," said Tom, "but we have no -stray or stolen stock an' no horses or mules for -sale, an' I don't see as you have any further business -with this outfit."</p> - -<p>"The reason why we've made this call on you -is this," answered Tucker. "A short time ago one -of my men had a fine pair of mules stole from him -an' trailed 'em down nigh to Leavenworth where -he lost track of 'em. I learned from the old storekeeper -over the crick yonder that you men had -lately bought your mules in Leavenworth, an' -when I went back to camp an' mentioned this -matter to Bill Sawyer he got to thinkin' about -it, an' he thought that possibly you might of -bought his mules without knowin' they was stole; -an' so I jes' brung him an' a few more of the boys -over to look at your mules."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span>While the captain was making his little speech -Jack gave me an occasional wink, which seemed to -say: "Listen to what's comin'."</p> - -<p>"Now, pardner," continued the jayhawker, "we -ain't in the habit of spending much time arguing -about a matter of this kind, an', as I tol' you before, -we're a-gatherin' up mules an' hosses fer the -government, an' whenever we find any that suits -we just take 'em, givin' an order on Uncle Sam, -an' he foots the bill. But to show you that we're -dealing on the square with you men about these -mules, ef they ain't ours we don't want 'em. Now, -I'll make you a fair proposition. The man that -lost the mules I'm talking about is out yonder, an' -he's never seen your mules yet. He's got the -brands marked down on a piece of paper. Now, -ef you're honorable men an' willing to do what's -right I don't see how you can help accepting my -proposition, which is this: I'll call Bill Sawyer -up here an' let him show his brands as they're -marked down on that paper afore he's ever had a -chance to see the brands on your mules, an' ef the -brands he's got marked down is the same as what's -on them mules, why, it's a plain case that they -must be his mules. Now, what do you say to -that?"</p> - -<p>Tom gave no sign that he was "onto their -game," but merely said:</p> - -<p>"Call your man up, but only him—no more."</p> - -<p>Tucker rode out a few steps toward his gang -and called:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span>"Bill Sawyer, come here!" and then returned to -us, while William Sawyer, who seemed to have -been rehearsed in his part, came trotting up with -alacrity, feeling in his inside pocket for the paper -that he seemed to know—although he had been -out of hearing distance of us—was to be called -for at this stage of the game. As Sawyer left -his chums they all gathered about Joe—he of the -old cavalry jacket—and seemed to be holding -an earnest consultation.</p> - -<p>As Sawyer reached us I had time to notice that -he wore a green patch over his left eye—or the -place where the eye had been; a villainous grin -added devilishness to his sinister countenance. -In his hand he held the same old yellow envelope -that Jack and I had seen Joe using to copy the -mules' brands on.</p> - -<p>Taking the old envelope triumphantly from his -man, Tucker passed it to Tom with a confident -air as he demanded.</p> - -<p>"Now, let's compare the brands marked on that -paper with the brands on them mules." And -he turned his horse as if to ride around on the -other side of our wagon, where the mules were -tied.</p> - -<p>"'Twon't be necessary—wait a minute," returned -Tom as he passed the old envelope to Jack -and me with the query: "Do you men recognize -that paper?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, we've seen it before," we both answered.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span>"What do you mean?" demanded Tucker in assumed -astonishment.</p> - -<p>"Just this," replied Tom, looking sternly at the -jayhawkers' captain. "This little joke of your'n -has gone about far enough. These two men," -pointing to Jack and me, "stood an' watched that -feller you call Joe—that sneaking coyote out -yonder who wears the old cavalry jacket—take -this ol' yellow envelope out of his pocket an' copy -on it the brands of our mules while the team was -standin' in front of the store, when Joe had no -idea he was bein' watched. Now, I don't want -to hear any more of this foolishness. Mr. Jayhawker, -ef you've any other business with us -please state it. Ef not this meeting stands adjourned."</p> - -<p>Seeing that his deception was detected and that -the scheme failed, Tucker apparently concluded -to try a bluff on us.</p> - -<p>"If you won't listen to reason," said he, "we'll -show you what we can do in another line. I'm -satisfied that them's Sawyer's mules an' we're -going to have 'em. It'll leave you fellows in a -bad fix to break up your team by taking the mules, -but I'm willin' to do what's right. You give the -mules up peaceably and I've got a pair of good, -old chunky ponies down to camp that I'll sell you -cheap. You may have 'em fer a hundred dollars. -I'll just call the boys up an' we'll take the mules -along with us now, an'——"</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span>"Oh, no you won't," interrupted Tom in a -quiet but firm tone as he began fingering the lock -of his rifle.</p> - -<p>"Why, pardner," exclaimed Tucker in apparent -astonishment, "you don't mean to say you'd -be so foolish as to compel us to use force? I've -got some forty odd men over to camp. Ef you -don't give up them mules peaceably I'll go an' -bring the whole company, an' then—well, you'll -have to pay fer the trouble you've put us to, in -course."</p> - -<p>A smile of contempt spread over Tom's visage -as he replied:</p> - -<p>"Trot out your company an' try to take them -mules an' we'll show you what we'll do for you."</p> - -<p>Jack and I were keenly alive to all that was -going on and, while watching the five ruffians out -on the prairie, were prepared to meet any threatening -move any of them might make.</p> - -<p>Being out of hearing of the argument, the squad -on the prairie seemed to be growing restless. -One of them called out to Tucker as though soliciting -an order to charge on us:</p> - -<p>"<i>Cap, don't you want us up there to settle that -matter? Ef you do, jes' say the word!</i>"</p> - -<p>Tucker hesitated before answering and looked -about our camp as though calculating the chances. -The notion—if he entertained it—was quickly dispelled -by Tom, who growled out:</p> - -<p>"You give 'em the order to advance an' it'll be<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> -the last one you'll ever give. We've got the deadwood -on you two fellers an' we'll give a good account -of them others, too, ef they attempt to come -on."</p> - -<p>Tucker acknowledged the situation by shouting -to his men in the offing:</p> - -<p>"<i>No! No! Stay where you are!</i>" Then, turning -to Tom, he continued: "Now, pardner, I've -got one more last proposition to make you, to -save you trouble, an' that is this: We'll take them -mules over to our camp an'——"</p> - -<p>"That'll do," interrupted Tom. "I've heard -enough of that. You'll never take them mules to -your camp, or anywhere else, while I'm alive. -You know that neither you nor this other feller -has any more right to them mules than I have to -the horses you're ridin'. I don't want to hear any -more of your nonsense. The best thing you two -can do is to git away from here. If I see one of -you in range of our rifles again he's liable to git a -hole in his hide. Five minutes to get out of -range! Now, git!"</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i075.jpg" alt="Five minutes to get out of range! Now, git!" /></div> - -<p class="caption">"Five minutes to get out of range! Now, git!"</p> - -<p>Tucker turned his horse and, calling, "Come on, -Bill," they started to join their waiting comrades. -After a few steps the captain turned in his saddle -and, with a threatening nod to Tom, said: "I'll see -you later."</p> - -<p>"Ef you do it won't be good for you," retorted -Tom.</p> - -<p>Tucker and Sawyer joined the others, and without<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span> -further demonstration they moved off sullenly -back along the road toward the store and -soon disappeared in the timber.</p> - -<p>"They ain't done with us yet," said Tom musingly. -"'Tain't likely that they'll make an open -attack on us while we're in this camp because -they can't well get the drop on us here. The -most natural thing would be fer 'em to slip past -us to-night, or go 'round an' get ahead of us, an' -lay for us in the timber at the crossing of some -creek on the road ahead. I think that one of -you men might as well slip over into the timber -yonder, near the store, an' by keeping out of sight -an' watchin' them you may be able to guess what -they're going to do. They'll be certain to stop -awhile at the store an' fire up on the ol' man's -whiskey, an' then's the time they'll be apt to be -careless about talking their plans over, an' after -they've settled on what they intend to do they'll -go on to camp to get their suppers. After they -go on to camp, ef you'd slip into the store an' -have a talk with the old man maybe he could tell -you what they're up to."</p> - -<p>"That's just to my notion, Tom," said Jack. -"I was just a-thinkin' of goin' on a little spying -expedition after them fellers. I think I can find -out what their game is, an' by all that's good an' -bad, I'll not come back till I do."</p> - -<p>So saying, taking his revolvers and shotgun, -Jack struck out down a ravine that led to the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span> -creek and was soon out of sight, while Tom and I -busied ourselves attending to the stock and other -camp duties.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER VII<br /> - -<small>JACK TAKES A PRISONER</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Jack had been gone a couple of hours and it -had become quite dark, when our dog Found, -by growling, pricking up his ears, and looking toward -the road, gave notice that some one was approaching.</p> - -<p>On listening closely we could hear some one -coming, but the tramping sounded like that of a -horse. We had made no light after dark, for we -did not intend to cook any supper and our experience -in the Indian country had taught us to dispense -with lights when in the vicinity of an enemy.</p> - -<p>As soon as we were assured that the coming party, -whoever they were, were making for our camp, -Tom whispered: "Get your gun an' follow me." -With that he took his rifle and, advancing stealthily -for several paces toward the approaching persons—whose -voices we could hear—he squatted down in -a patch of weeds on the path leading to the road -while I followed and did the same. We had -chained the dog to a wheel of the wagon lest he -should rush on the newcomers before we could -find out who they were.</p> - -<p>We had scarcely got settled in the position we<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span> -had taken when we discerned two dark bodies -nearing us that seemed to be a man on foot and, -just behind him, a mounted man.</p> - -<p>Letting them come on till they were within a -few feet of the muzzles of our rifles, Tom's voice -suddenly rang out:</p> - -<p>"<i>Halt! Who comes there?</i>"</p> - -<p>We could now see plainly that there were but -two persons, a footman and a mounted man, and -heard a prompt response from the horseman, in -the unmistakable voice of our Irishman, as they -both suddenly stopped.</p> - -<p>"Jack, with a prisoner!" This sounded agreeable -but mystifying, but the speaker enlightened -us by adding: "I've captured Tucker, the jayhawker, -and his horse."</p> - -<p>We all moved back to our tent and struck a -light to take a look at Jack's captures and hear -his explanation. But the Irishman declined to -talk in the presence of his prisoner more than to -answer a few commonplace questions.</p> - -<p>By the light of the candle we saw Jack had tied -the prisoner's arms together at the elbows, behind -his back, with the end of the jayhawker's lariat, -while with the other end securely fastened to the -horn of his saddle he had been driving the fellow -before him.</p> - -<p>The desperado seemed now very crestfallen -and by no means pugnacious and had nothing to -say.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span>"What are you going to do with him, Jack?" I -asked in hearing of the captive.</p> - -<p>"Oh, make a 'spread eagle' of him on a hind -wheel of the wagon till morning I suppose, an' -then take him down to the timber an' hang him -an' be done with him," he replied as he began to -put the first part of this programme into execution.</p> - -<p>The "spread eagle" is made by requiring the -prisoner to stand with his back against a hind -wheel of a wagon; his arms are then stretched out -on each side and tied by the wrists to the upper -rim of the wheel, while his ankles, with feet spread -apart, are tied in like manner to the bottom of the -wheel. The prisoner can ease himself a little by -sitting on the hub of the wheel, but this affords -an insecure and uncomfortable seat.</p> - -<p>As soon as we had securely spread the big -jayhawker on the wheel, Jack left me to watch -him, with a caution to see that he did not work -himself loose, while he unsaddled and picketed -out the fine black horse he had captured. When -this was accomplished he called Tom and me off to -one side, far enough to be out of hearing of the -prisoner, taking the precaution to place the light -near the open tent door where it would shine on -our "spread eagle," so that we could see if he -made any effort to free himself, and then Jack -gave us a detailed account of his trip.</p> - -<p>"When I got to a place in the timber where I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> -could see the store, I saw that the jayhawkers' -horses was all hitched to the fence an' I knew they -was inside. Pretty soon they all comes out an' -mounts, an' all except this man Tucker struck out -toward their camp. After seein' them off, Tucker -mounted an' struck off in a different direction, up -the creek like. I couldn't make out what he was -up to, but I thought I would go in an' have a chat -with the storekeeper as soon as the coast was -clear. I went in an' had quite a talk with the ol' -man, an', sure enough, he had heard enough of -their talk to make sure that their plan was about -what Tom had guessed it would be. They would -go back to their camp an' wait till after midnight, -an' then mount an' take a circuit 'round our -camp, pass, an' git ahead of us, an' lay for us in -the timber at the crossing of the next creek, which -the old man says is only a mile and a half from -here. Tucker had concluded that while he sent -his men back to camp he would ride over the -route they intended to take an' look at the lay -of the land so as to be able to place his men to -the best advantage to get the drop on us.</p> - -<p>"In going to the place he had kept up the creek -for a piece an' then circled 'round across the -prairie to the little creek so's not to be seen or -heard by any of us here; but in comin' back he -had followed the main road, 'cause he knew it -was too dark by that time for any of us to tell -who he was as he passed along the road.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span>"I was just comin' out of the timber, after -crossin' the creek this side of the store, on my way -back to camp, when I spied him a-comin' down -the hill toward me at a walk, an' I squatted down -so's to get him 'tween me an' the sky, to get a -better view of him, to make sure it was him; an' -then I made up my mind to take him in right -there.</p> - -<p>"So I got back behind a tree right beside the -road, an' when he got nearly to me I stepped out -with both barrels cocked an' called out to him to -halt. He pulled up, sudden like, with a jerk, an' -asked: 'What's up? What's up?'</p> - -<p>"'Don't you make a motion toward your pistols,' -says I, 'or I'll put two big loads of buckshot -into you.' I wasn't more'n six feet from him, an' -he must have seen that he had no show to get -away or draw a gun. 'Now,' says I, 'do just as I -order you, an' don't you try any foolishness, or -I'll fill you full of lead. First thing,' says I, 'unbuckle -that belt an' drop belt an' pistols in the -road.' He did so, at the same time saying: -'Pardner, I reckon you've mistook me for somebody -else. Who do you take me fur and who -are you, anyway?'</p> - -<p>"'I've made no mistake,' I answered. 'You're -Tucker, the jayhawker, an' I'm Jack, the giant-killer'—an' -wasn't that a big bluff? 'Now,' says I, -'back out a step till I pick up your guns.'</p> - -<p>"He did so, an' I kept a close watch of him<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span> -while I gathered in his battery an' buckled the -belt around me over my own.</p> - -<p>"Then I commanded, 'Dismount!' which he did -like a little man, an' I made him tie his horse to a -tree; an' then I undone his lariat from his saddle -an' made him turn his back to me while I tied his -elbows together behind his back with one end of -the lariat; an' with the other end made fast to the -horn of the saddle, with a good holt of it in me -fist, I mounted his fine horse an' druv him before -me, as you saw.</p> - -<p>"An now what are we to do with him? No -doubt he deserves hanging, as they all do, but it -ain't my style to kill a helpless prisoner an' I know -you nor Tom wouldn't do such a thing, though -I told Tucker, comin' along—just to keep him -well scared up that we would hang him in the -mornin', sure as fate, as soon as it was light enough -to see how to do a good job of it; an' I b'lieve he's -afeard we're going to do it, for he's been mighty -serious ever since. Ef we was nigh to any of -Uncle Sam's sogers we could just turn him over -to them, an' they'd fix him, sure, for the order is -out fer these jayhawkers to be exterminated to -death or druv out of Kansas, an' the sogers is -huntin' 'em down wherever they can hear of 'em. -By the way, the ol' storekeeper told me that he -had sent off that letter, by the mail that went past -this evenin', to General Hunter, at Leavenworth, -askin' him to send a few sogers out along the Santa -Fé road to look after these fellers."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span>While Jack had been telling us all this we had -been standing far enough away from the prisoner -so that we were sure he could not hear what was -said.</p> - -<p>Tom, while apparently listening to Jack, asked -no questions and offered no suggestions but -seemed wrapped in his own thoughts, and I knew, -from often having seen him in a similar revery, -that he was studying out some "strategy," as he -would call it, to spring on our enemies, the jayhawkers.</p> - -<p>When Jack came to a pause Tom began:</p> - -<p>"Men, we can't afford to fool away much more -time with these robbers. An idea struck me when -I saw that big fellow tied to the wagon wheel, an' -I've been ponderin' on it ever since, an' if we can -carry out the scheme I think I see a way of running -a bluff on him an' his gang that will scare -'em out of this neighborhood, an' that will be the -next best thing to killing 'em an' we won't have -to stay here. Now, listen an' I'll give you a hint -of my plan. We'll go into the tent, where we'll be -close enough to him for Tucker to hear what we're -saying ef he listens right sharp, an' I know he'll -do that. I'll give you two men a little talk that'll -go to show that instead of our being what we've -represented ourselves to be—that is, three wolf -hunters goin' out to the buffalo range—we are -really three soldiers disguised this way an' sent out -here to do a little detective service on purpose to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> -locate this gang of jayhawkers, an' that the company -of cavalry to which we belong is coming on -close behind us, ready to swoop down an' gobble -up the gang as soon as I give 'em the word. An' -then, when we git Tucker to take this all in we'll -manage to let him escape an' carry this news to -his gang; an' ef I ain't badly mistaken they'll -pack up an' pull out from here as quick as they -can get away. Now, mind you, I'm sergeant in -charge."</p> - -<p>"Be the powers o' mud," exclaimed Jack. -"That's a fine scheme if we can only make it -work, ef it pans out the way you've planned it. -Tom—or sergeant, I should have said—I'll always -think that a great general was sp'ilt when they -made only a private of you. Now go ahead with -your rat killin' an' let's be tryin' it on."</p> - -<p>As our conference ended we strolled back to the -tent and Tom began giving orders for guarding -our prisoner through the night.</p> - -<p>"Now, men, we'll divide the night into three -parts, like a 'running guard,' an' each one of us'll -take a third of the night to stand post. An', mind -you, don't go to sleep on post or the prisoner -might git away. I guess we'll let Jack take the -first watch, an' you, Peck, can come on for the -middle tour, an' you may call me up for the last -turn. Ef you think you won't git sleepy you -might bring out one of the camp-chairs an' take a -seat where you can keep a close watch of the prisoner;<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span> -but ef you find yourself gittin' the least bit -drowsy you must get up an' walk about, for it -won't do for the sentry to go to sleep to-night."</p> - -<p>"Why, fellows," whined the big jayhawker, -"you shorely don't mean to leave me in this fix -all night, do you? I don't see how I can stan' it -so long."</p> - -<p>"Well, as to that," said Jack with a fierce look -of assumed heartlessness, "ef it'd be any accommodation -to you we might be able to rig up some -sort of a gallows out about the barn an' swing you -off to-night so's you wouldn't have to stan' there -all night. Come to think of it," he continued, -turning to Tom and me, "that would be a good -scheme for us as well as to put the prisoner out of -his misery, fer ef we hang him to-night instead of -waitin' till mornin' we'll save ourselves the trouble -of standing guard over him, an' that's quite an -item. What do you say to it?"</p> - -<p>But Tom and I decided that with no better -light than a candle, which the wind might blow -out, the jayhawker might escape, and if he didn't -we would not be able to do a good job of hanging -with so poor a light. And the prisoner concluded -that he would try and worry through the night on -the wagon wheel rather than put us to so much -inconvenience.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER VIII<br /> - -<small>TOM'S STRATEGY</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Calling us inside the tent and changing -our bayonet candlestick to a position where -it would be protected from the wind, while the -light would still shine on the prisoner through -the open tent door, Tom, in a low voice, began -giving us the talk that we intended Tucker should -overhear.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," began the old man, "the objects -of our expedition are so nearly accomplished that -I thought I'd better explain the situation to you -more fully so that you will clearly understand the -parts you are to play in our future movements. -Everything is working out, so far, just as the captain -planned it. I don't believe that anybody -along the road or any of these jayhawkers suspects -us of being soldiers or anything else but -jest what we've told 'em, that we are three wolf -hunters goin' out to the buffalo range. There's -nothin' military about our team an' camp outfit -except the Sibley tent an' our rifles, an' lots of -citizens use them; an' laying aside our uniforms -an' puttin' on these new buckskin togs makes us -look like three tenderfeet tryin' to imitate frontiersmen.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span> -I must give our captain credit for long-headedness, -for 'twas him planned the whole expedition."</p> - -<p>"An' I give the captain credit," interrupted -Jack, "for selectin' a sergeant, among all the non-coms -of the company, who could carry out his -plans to the letter."</p> - -<p>"Thanks," returned Tom with a wink. "An' -the two privates that were selected to go with the -sergeant shows that our captain knows his men."</p> - -<p>"Now," continued Tom, "ef things turn out as -they look now, I think our trip'll end right here, -for we've got our game purty nigh bagged. The -captain, with the company, has kept just far -enough behind us to keep out of sight, an' to-night -they're about ten miles back on the road; an' ef -he gits the message I sent to him this afternoon, -which I'm sure he will, they ought to be here, or -over about the store, rather—for there's where I -promised to meet 'em—a little after midnight."</p> - -<p>I could see that our prisoner was taking a keen -interest in Tom's remarks, craning his neck forward -and turning an ear toward the tent door in -an attitude of attentive listening.</p> - -<p>"I have arranged with the boy," continued the -old veteran, "who carried my message back to the -captain, to guide the company up to the store an' -to meet me there not later than two o'clock to-night. -An' this boy has been down to the jayhawkers' -camp an' knows the lay of the land all<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span> -around there; an' when I join the captain an' company -the boy is to guide us all to the camp, or -nigh enough so that the captain can string the -company all around 'em; an' as soon as it's light -enough we'll close in on 'em an' make sure that -nary one gits away. From what Jack says, they -are all pretty full of whiskey an' will be apt to -sleep sound, an' it'll be an easy matter to gobble -the whole caboodle."</p> - -<p>"Sh, sergeant," I said in a loud enough whisper -for the prisoner to hear. "Don't talk so loud—the -jayhawker might hear you."</p> - -<p>"Oh, I don't think he could hear what I say, -'way out there; but it won't make much difference -ef he does, fer he'll never live long enough to -profit by what he might hear, for he's pretty nigh -as good as a dead man right now. His time's -short."</p> - -<p>Tucker had dropped his head forward—in our -direction—as far as he could lean, and had closed -his eyes as if asleep, but was trying to catch every -word that was said.</p> - -<p>"But, sergeant," I asked Tom, "what will the -captain do with the jayhawkers after he takes 'em -in—take 'em back to Leavenworth as prisoners?"</p> - -<p>"Not much," replied the old man. "He has -his orders from General Hunter to exterminate -these jayhawkers wherever he can catch 'em—to -shoot or hang 'em; an' you know our old captain -is jest the man that'll take delight in carryin' them<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> -orders out to the letter. We've heard complaints -enough from people along the road to satisfy the -captain that these rescals are entitled to no mercy, -an' you bet they'll get none from him."</p> - -<p>"But, sergeant," inquired Jack, "what will we -do with this feller? Hang him in the mornin'?"</p> - -<p>"No; unless he should try to get away, according -to my orders, we'll have to keep him till the -company gits here an' then turn him over to the -captain. It'll only delay his hanging a little while, -for the captain'll fix him quick enough. But ef -he should accidentally get loose an' run, why, -shoot him, of course."</p> - -<p>"Well, I'm sorry," said Jack, "that we can't -hang him ourselves as soon as daylight comes, fer -I promised him that, an' I always like to make my -words good."</p> - -<p>"Now," continued Tom, "I want you two men -to keep a close watch of him an' give him no -chance to give us the slip, for that'd spoil all our -plans."</p> - -<p>"We'll see that he don't get away."</p> - -<p>"Well, as I've got to meet the captain an' company -over at the store a little after midnight, I'll -lie down an' try to git a little sleep, an' you an' -Jack'll have to divide the time between you, -guardin' the prisoner, for, of course, I'll not be -able to get back here till some time after daylight, -an' when I come it'll be with the company. I -guess," added Tom after a pause, "I'd better ride<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> -the jayhawkers' horse over to meet the company; -he'll make a better mount for me than one of our -broncos."</p> - -<p>"Yes, do so," said Jack; "he's a good one, I -think." Then he added pleadingly: "But, sergeant, -is they no way we could fix it so that me -an' Peck could go with you on this round-up? -S'pose we go out to the barn an' hang this feller -to-night, or shoot him, an' say he tried to run—then -we could all go."</p> - -<p>"No," replied Tom decidedly, "that won't do -at all. Remember the old saying, 'It's a good soldier -that obeys orders,' an' we've got our orders -to hold any and all prisoners we may chance to -take and turn 'em over to the captain. Much as -I'd like to have both of you along, you must stay -an' take care of the camp an' prisoner. But I'll -speak a good word to the captain fer you, an' I -think I can safely promise that you'll both be -made corporals as soon as there's vacancies in the -company."</p> - -<p>"Well," said Jack sorrowfully, "I suppose we'll -have to stan' it; but I hate like blazes to break my -promise to the jayhawker, for I told him he could -depend on bein' hung at daylight."</p> - -<p>"But, sergeant," I put in, "won't the jayhawkers -down at their camp, waiting for their chief, -suspect something wrong when he don't show -up?"</p> - -<p>"No, it ain't likely. They were all pretty full<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> -on leaving the store, Jack says, an' they'll be apt -to go right to sleep on gettin' to camp an' think -no more about it till mornin'. An' ef they do happen -to miss him they'll think he got too drunk to -git back to camp an' so laid out some'ers.</p> - -<p>"Now, Jack," said Tom in concluding this conversation, -"you may as well put that candle out -an' take post outside where you kin keep an eye -on the prisoner. An', Peck, you'll take a turn -around camp, to see that the animals are all tied -securely, an' then turn in, an' you an' me'll be -tryin' to get what sleep we can afore it's time for -us to go on."</p> - -<p>As we came out of the tent the captive seemed -to be just rousing up from a nap he pretended to -have been taking and whined:</p> - -<p>"Men, would you mind loosenin' these strings -around my wrists and ankles a little mite? -They're cuttin' into my flesh."</p> - -<p>"Well," replied Tom compassionately, "we -don't want to torture a man unnecessarily. It'll -be enough to put him to death properly, when the -time comes, without keepin' him a-sufferin' so -long. Loosen up them cords a little, Jack. There -won't be much danger of his gettin' away, without -you should go to sleep, an' I know you won't do -that."</p> - -<p>Jack complied with Tom's instructions with apparent -reluctance, grumbling as he did so. He -purposely slackened the cords on the wrists so<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span> -much that the man would probably be able to -slip his hands out of them, seeming to rely on his -watchfulness and shotgun to prevent the possibility -of an escape. Then bringing out a camp-chair, -the Irishman sat down with the shotgun -across his lap while I made a tour of the camp as -directed. Then joining Tom in the tent, I put out -the light and we pretended to turn in for a sleep. -In reality we lay down near the open tent door, -where, having the prisoner between us and the -white wagon cover, we could see every motion he -might make, for it had been arranged that Jack -should apparently go to sleep in his chair and let -the jayhawker have a chance to get away.</p> - -<p>Jack had prudently taken his seat far enough -from the prisoner so that the latter could not, -after freeing himself, spring upon him and seize -his shotgun, and Tom and I, in anticipation of -such an effort, lay down with pistols ready to -defeat the move should it be attempted. We had -chained the dog far enough away to be out of -reach of the jayhawker, for fear that he might -catch the fugitive and thus spoil our scheme.</p> - -<p>Tucker remained in his fixed position on the -wagon wheel an exasperatingly long time before -he began to make any move toward freeing himself, -and he remained so still that I began to -think that he had fallen asleep in spite of his uncomfortable -position.</p> - -<p>After manifestly keeping awake for a reasonable<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> -time so as to give his actions a semblance of reality, -Jack began to nod in his chair, and finally -let his head drop against the back of his seat, very -naturally, but in a position that would enable -him, through nearly closed eyes, to watch every -move of the prisoner; and then the Irishman began -to snore. Tom and I responded by doing our -share of hard breathing, and now the captive began -to show some signs of life.</p> - -<p>In the dim light I could see him—silhouetted -against the white wagon cover—leaning over to -his left and working his right arm as if slipping -the hand out of the loop that held it to the wheel. -When that hand was free he resumed his original -position, kept perfectly still for a moment, and, -when apparently assured that we were all still -asleep, he dropped his free right hand slowly to -his waist and carried the hand to his mouth, evidently -having drawn his pocket-knife and opened -a blade with his teeth. Instead of untying the -bonds on his other hand and ankles he had concluded -that the quickest and quietest way was to -cut them.</p> - -<p>After replacing his right hand in its former position -on the wheel, watching Jack closely for a -moment, and listening intently to our steady, hard -breathing, he quietly reached over with the knife -in his free hand and cut the string that held his left -wrist to the wheel; then replacing both hands on -the wheel again for a moment as if tied, he looked<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> -earnestly at Jack and then turned an ear toward -our tent door.</p> - -<p>Assured by our snoring that we were all asleep, -he reached down and cut the cords that held his -ankles, after which he gave another earnest look -at Jack, took a step out from the wheel, and no -doubt intended to steal quietly out to his horse -and mount him; but as soon as he started from -the wagon the dog gave an angry growl and sprang -the length of his chain toward the escaping jayhawker.</p> - -<p>Knowing that his flight would now be discovered, -Tucker quickly darted around the wagon, -to get out of the range of Jack's shotgun, with -Found lunging on his chain and barking furiously.</p> - -<p>Jack sprang to his feet, calling to the fugitive, -"Halt! halt!" as he rushed around the wagon, -followed by Tom and me, only to see the form of -the jayhawker disappearing rapidly in the darkness. -Still calling out "Halt! halt!" Jack let off -one barrel after another of his shotgun, but high -over the head of the retreating ruffian, merely to -accelerate his speed. Tucker made no attempt to -get his horse and was probably only too glad to -get away with a sound carcass.</p> - -<p>After chasing him out on the prairie a little way, -calling excitedly to one another to mount and follow -the fugitive and try to head him off at some -point toward the jayhawkers' camp—all to impress -Tucker, in case he heard us, of the earnestness<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span> -of our pursuit and our anxiety to recapture -him—we returned to our tent to chuckle over the -success of Tom's strategy.</p> - -<p>"'Tain't likely," observed Tom, "that he'll fool -away time hanging around here to try to get his -horse. He's scared bad, for sure, an' no doubt -b'lieves every word of that yarn I got off about the -company of cavalry; but, to be on the safe side, -Jack, you'd best bring the black horse up here an' -tie him to the wagon wheel that his former master -jest vacated, an' then turn Found loose, an' I'll -guarantee no prowler'll come nigh our camp without -our gettin' due notice of it."</p> - -<p>"Holy smoke," exclaimed Jack, still commenting -on the jayhawker's escape, "didn't he run! -When I run 'round the wagon after him I could -have shot him easy, ef I'd wanted to, fer he lost -so much ground a-zigzaggin' as he run, to keep me -from hittin' him when I shot, that he hadn't got -very far ahead of me. But after I let off both barrels -of the shotgun he struck a bee-line fer the -timber, only hitting the ground in high places. -He'll lose no time in getting back to his camp an' -rousing up his men an' telling 'em about the company -of cavalry that's comin' after midnight to surround -their camp an' hang or shoot every mother's -son of 'em. What a time the half-drunken -robbers'll have a-saddling up in the dark an' gettin' -away from there in a hurry. They'll put as -many miles as they can between them an' their ol'<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> -camp before that company of cavalry surrounds -'em."</p> - -<p>After carrying out Tom's orders we all turned -in and slept till daylight, when the veteran's -usual morning call brought back the recollection -of the recent exciting incidents.</p> - -<p>After breakfast Tom rode over to the store to -see what he could learn of the jayhawkers.</p> - -<p>Before he started: Jack asked, "Tom, what are -we to do with Tucker's horse?"</p> - -<p>"Why, Jack, ef no more rightful owner than -Tucker turns up to claim him the horse is fairly -yours by right of capture."</p> - -<p>"I've been thinkin' it over," said Jack, "an' -come to this conclusion: We know that these jayhawkers -make a business of robbing people, taking -all the good horses an' mules they come across; it's -more'n likely that this Tucker has stole this fine -horse from somebody hereabouts, an' I think the -square thing to do will be to leave word with the -ol' storekeeper that in case any man comes along -claiming the horse, an' can prove his property, -we'll give him up to the rightful owner. If the -owner should show up in a day or two he can -follow us up, prove ownership, an' take his horse. -Ef he shouldn't show up until after we've got out -to our winter's camp, or well on the road toward -it, we'll leave word with the storekeeper to say -that we'll be comin' back this way in the spring -an' we'll fix the business up then."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span>"Good idea, Jack," said Tom. "I guess that'll -be as good a plan as any to settle about the ownership -of the horse, an' we'll leave it that way."</p> - -<p>"As to the horse being mine," added Jack, "in -case no owner turns up, I don't look at it that -way. This is a partnership concern, I take it, an' -everything belongs to all hands. But that horse -is a dandy. I was out brushin' him off a bit ago, -an' I haven't laid a currycomb on a finer animal -this long time. He's young—only six years old—well -built, clean-limbed, got good action, fine carriage, -sound as a dollar, an' I'll warrant he can -run a good lick, too."</p> - -<p>As Tom started off, instead of following the road -he took a course across the prairie that would -bring him to the creek some distance from the -regular ford, thus, instinctively, as it were, following -out an old frontier scouting rule by which we -were taught that in travelling a probably dangerous -road one should avoid the regular crossing of -a timbered creek as a precaution against being -ambushed.</p> - -<p>About the middle of the forenoon Tom made -his appearance and soon joined us.</p> - -<p>In response to our eager inquiries for news he -replied:</p> - -<p>"Good news. Our strategy won the game. -The whole gang, lock, stock, an' barrel, lit out -from their ol' camp last night about midnight, an' -went in a hurry, too. Judging by the signs an'<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> -what a man told us who heard 'em gittin' away -across the prairie, they must have been scared. -Now, let's hitch up an' strike the road again an' -try to make up some of the time we've lost here—for -we've been knocked out of nearly a day's drive -by these jayhawkers. I'll tell you all about it -as we go along."</p> - -<p>We soon had our team strung out and were -again rolling along the old Santa Fé road, Jack -and I on the wagon seat, with Tom riding the -black horse alongside and giving us the particulars -of his visit to the store.</p> - -<p>"When I got to the store," he said, "early as it -was, I found a farmer there who lives down near -where the jayhawkers have been camped an' who -had come up to report that some time before -midnight he had heard considerable commotion in -their camp, an' shortly afterward heard a wagon -an' some mounted men pass not far from his -house, goin' southward across the prairie. He -supposed that the gang was breaking camp an' -moving away, but couldn't understand why they -should light out so sudden an' at such an hour. -When daylight come he visited the abandoned -camp an' there saw plenty of signs that they'd -gone in a hurry. They left clothin', lariats, an' -other camp equipage scattered about that they -had failed to gather up in the dark.</p> - -<p>"Well, when I got to the store the farmer an' -the storekeeper was all worked up an' tickled at<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span> -the going of their unwelcome neighbors; an' their -astonishment was greater still to see me ridin' -Tucker's fine black horse an' saddle, which they -all seemed to recognize at first sight.</p> - -<p>"To explain the situation to 'em, an' how I come -to be ridin' Tucker's horse, I had to tell 'em all -about the jayhawkers comin' to our camp to try -to bluff us out of our mules, an' how we stood -'em off; an' about Jack capturin' the big duffer; -an' how we made a 'spread eagle' of him an' give -him a good scaring up with that yarn of the company -of cavalry coming; an' how we give him a -chance to get away; an' how he got.</p> - -<p>"I told the storekeeper what Jack's plan was, -in case an owner for the black horse should turn -up; but he don't think the horse b'longs to any -one in this part of the country; an' ef anybody -comes 'round inquiring for such a horse he's to -write to me at Fort Larned.</p> - -<p>"The ol' feller was dreadful uneasy for fear the -jayhawkers would find out that we'd gone on out -to the plains an' that there was really no company -of cavalry behind us and then would come -back. But I tol' him not to worry about that, -for I believed there would be a company of cavalry -here from Fort Leavenworth before long in -answer to that letter he had written to General -Hunter.</p> - -<p>"I put another idea into his head, tellin' him -that he could help the soldiers to capture or break<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span> -up the gang by havin' a man foller their trail an' -find out just where they locate. He took up with -the idea right away, an' the farmer said he'd foller -the trail. When he gets 'em located he's to -come back an' guide the soldiers to the jayhawkers' -camp."</p> - -<p>As we passed through the strip of timber at the -crossing of the little creek where the jayhawkers -had planned to get the drop on us we noticed -that it would have been an admirable place for -such a manœuvre, and Jack and I commented on -the possibilities of an encounter with the enemy -here.</p> - -<p>"You're wastin' your wind," interrupted Tom -impatiently. "I had it all planned out to take a -by-road that leads off from the house where we -camped, which crosses the creek—so the storekeeper -had told me—about a quarter of a mile -below this crossin', comin' into the main road -again in the prairie beyond. In that way we'd -have left the jayhawkers 'holdin' the sack,' like -the feller that went a-snipe huntin'."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER IX<br /> - -<small>BUFFALO NEAR THE BIG BEND</small></h2></div> - - -<p>That afternoon we reached Council Grove, on -the west bank of Neosho River. It was then -a place of less than a hundred and fifty inhabitants -but an important business point—the outpost -of Kansas settlements and the last town, going -westward, until Denver, Colorado, was reached. -Travellers going to the plains usually halted here -to lay in any requisites for their trip that might -have been overlooked in starting from the Missouri -River and also for last repairs on wagons -and for horseshoeing.</p> - -<p>The tires on our hind wheels had become a little -loose, and we decided to have them shrunk and -reset, so we camped by a blacksmith shop near the -centre of the village, and soon had the blacksmith -at our work, which he finished before dark.</p> - -<p>Making an early start next morning, we rolled -out, nooned at Diamond Springs, fifteen miles -from the Grove, where there was but one family, -and at evening camped at Lost Springs, thirty -miles from Council Grove, where Jack Costillo's -ranch was the only habitation. So long as the -road and weather were fine we wished to make up<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span> -the time lost in being delayed by the jayhawkers -and lengthened our drives accordingly.</p> - -<p>We were now fairly launched on the plains and -would see little more timber and no habitations -of white men except an occasional trading ranch -at the crossing of some creek along the road. We -were nearing the eastern edge of the buffalo range.</p> - -<p>The road from Fort Riley, that we had formerly -travelled in going out to the Arkansas River and -back, enters the Santa Fé road here at Lost -Springs. At this camp there was no timber and -no running water—merely a series of water-holes -strung along a prairie hollow. This had long been -a well-known camping ground; but where the -springs were from which it takes the name I -never knew, for I never saw any.</p> - -<p>We pitched our tent near where the Fort Riley -road enters the Santa Fé and after supper attended -to the usual camp work. After we had -groomed and fed our animals the Irishman and I -strolled up to the ranch to renew old acquaintance -with the proprietor, Jack Costillo, also an -Irishman, whom we had previously known as a -soldier in the Mounted Rifle Regiment in New -Mexico.</p> - -<p>Costillo was delighted to meet us again and, of -course, set out his best for us. We spent a couple -of hours very pleasantly talking over old times -with him and then returned to our camp. As we -walked along, thinking of the Italian name borne<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> -by this man, who, as Jack said, "wore the map -of Ireland on his face," I remarked:</p> - -<p>"When I hear such names as O'Shaughnessy, -Finnegan, or McCarthy given for an Irishman, -they seem natural and Irish enough, but now -and then I find an Irishman with what seems to -be a very un-Irish name, such as Costillo's, for instance. -How do you account for these misfit -names, Jack?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, that's 'asy," replied Jack. "You see, ould -Ireland is a sea-girt isle an' is visited by ships of -various nations, an' now an' then some foreign -sailor, in an Irish port, falls in love with an Irish -girl an' marries her, an' the childther, of course, -will bear the foreigner's name, though they be as -Irish as Paddy's pigs."</p> - -<p>"Well, that is a reasonable explanation of a -question that has occasioned me a good deal of -speculation," I answered, "and, accepting your -solution of the problem, my mind will be much -easier in the future."</p> - -<p>At these roadside ranches, which had sprung -up at every important camping place along the -road since the Pike's Peak gold discovery, liquor -was sold and a small general assortment kept of -such goods as were in demand by travellers.</p> - -<p>No attempt was made to cultivate the soil or -raise crops; they were there merely for the trade -of the road and—at points farther out—for Indian -trade. They also bought worn-out stock<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> -from passing outfits and, after resting and recruiting -such animals, sold them to other travellers -needing fresh animals.</p> - -<p>The Santa Fé mail contractors, Hall & Porter, of -Independence, Missouri, had established stations -at certain ranches, but beyond Council Grove there -were, as yet, no regular eating or lodging stations -for passengers in the mail-coaches. They had to -carry their own bedding and take camp fare with -the mail hands—two drivers and a conductor to -each coach.</p> - -<p>At Cottonwood Creek, the next camp west of -Lost Springs, we began to see buffalo—a few -straggling old bulls at some distance from the -road—but as yet no herds. By the time we had -reached the Little Arkansas small bands became -more numerous and neighborly; and from there on -the herds grew larger, till by the time we reached -the vicinity of Fort Larned—much later—dense -masses of them were to be seen in every direction.</p> - -<p>As far west as Lost Springs we found multitudes -of prairie-chickens along the road and our -shotgun kept our mess supplied with fresh meat. -From Lost Springs westward we saw no more -prairie-chickens, but as we soon reached the -buffalo range we killed young buffalo or antelope.</p> - -<p>In running buffalo we used the black horse, -Jack's capture, and although at first somewhat -shy of the brown, woolly monsters, he soon got<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span> -used to them and evinced keen interest in the -chase.</p> - -<p>In killing a buffalo for fresh meat we usually -selected a yearling or two-year-old, to insure tender -meat, and cut out only a few pounds of the -choicest parts from the carcass, buffalo being so -plenty that we seldom thought of the wastefulness -of this then common practice.</p> - -<p>Antelope, the fleetest and most graceful animal -on the plains, could seldom be overhauled by -a mounted man, but their inquisitiveness was so -great that they would often, in herds of a dozen -or more, approach our camp through curiosity; -and if they did not come close enough to suit us, -by displaying a red blanket we could lure them on, -almost close enough to knock them over with a -stick. Their meat is tender and well flavored, -but at certain seasons there is little fat on it and -a little bacon cooked with it improves it.</p> - -<p>Coming in from grooming the black horse one -day, Jack declared:</p> - -<p>"The more I handle that horse the better I like -him. He's one of the best I ever rubbed a brush -over. I've been wondering who that jayhawker -could have stole him from an' dreading lest the -owner should follow us up an' claim his property, -in which case, of course, we'd have to give him -up."</p> - -<p>"Well, Jack," I replied, "it ain't likely that the -owner of the horse, whoever he may be, will ever<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span> -bother us; and when we hear from the old storekeeper, -back where you got him, if no owner has -shown up there to inquire about him, then your -claim is the next best and he'll be your horse."</p> - -<p>"No," said the impulsive Irishman, "ef we're -to git to kape him he's to be company property—he'll -belong to all of us."</p> - -<p>"Well," put in Tom, "I've been thinkin' that -the black horse is entitled to a name, anyhow. -We've named the mules—or Wild Bill did—'Dink' -an' 'Judy' an' the broncos 'Polly' an' 'Vinegar'; -now, what'll we call the horse?"</p> - -<p>"Why not call him 'Captain Tucker,' after the -jayhawker?" I suggested.</p> - -<p>"No," promptly objected Jack, "it wouldn't be -treatin' the horse fair to call him after such a -scoundrel."</p> - -<p>"How would 'Black Prince' do?" proposed -Tom.</p> - -<p>"That suits me better. 'Black Prince' it shall -be."</p> - -<p>Passing successively Cottonwood Creek, Big -and Little Turkey Creeks, Little Arkansas, Jarvis -Creek, Big and Little Cow Creeks, we reached Big -Bend, the point where the Santa Fé trail, going -westward, first strikes the Arkansas River.</p> - -<p>Before reaching Big Bend we noticed with uneasiness -that the tires on our fore wheels were -becoming loose. At Council Grove, where we had -had the tires of the hind wheels shrunk and reset,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span> -those of the fore wheels had seemed tight enough; -but since leaving there the woodwork of the fore -wheels had been shrinking more and more each -day, until now something must be done to tighten -them or we would soon have a broken-down -wagon. We had hoped to reach Fort Larned -before having to reset these tires, but from Big -Bend it was nearly two days' drive to the fort.</p> - -<p>Seeing old Tom examining the wheels, I asked:</p> - -<p>"Well, Tom, what are we going to do about it? -Hadn't we better take them fore wheels off and -throw them into the river overnight?"</p> - -<p>"No," replied the old man, "that would only -help us for a day and by to-morrow night they'd -be dry as ever. We'll just give 'em a plainsman's -shrinking, an' that's pretty nigh as good as -to have a blacksmith cut an' weld an' reset 'em. -We'll swell the felloes by puttin' canvas between -them an' the tires. The first thing is to unload -the wagon."</p> - -<p>It was quite a job, but Jack and I soon had the -stuff all out and stacked up on the ground.</p> - -<p>"Now, prop up the front ex an' take off the -wheels."</p> - -<p>This was soon accomplished.</p> - -<p>"Now, while I knock off the tires you an' Jack -can get out your gunny sacks an' carry up a whole -lot of buffalo-chips an' pile 'em handy."</p> - -<p>By the time we had done this Tom had taken -off the tires and laid them down, one on top of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span> -the other, raised a couple of inches off the ground -by stones placed here and there under them.</p> - -<p>"Now pile your chips all round over the tires, -'bout a foot deep, an' then set 'em afire, an' the -breeze'll keep the fire a-boomin'; an' while the -tires is a-heating bring the wheels up here close by; -get that piece of old canvas out o' the wagon; cut -some strips from it long as you can git 'em, jist -the width of the felloes; get some of the tacks out -of the till of the mess-chest; put the canvas strips -on the outside of the felloes, draw 'em tight, an' -tack 'em here an' there as you go round the wheel -until you get about four thicknesses of canvas -on; then give the outside layer of canvas a little -wettin' so's it won't burn out afore we can git -the tire cooled off. Then lay the wheels down -handy to the fire, with a rock here an' there under -the rims to make 'em lay solid."</p> - -<p>When this had all been done:</p> - -<p>"Now get the shovel an' scoop out a little, -long hole in the ground close by an' keep it filled -with water. Bring the pick an' shovel an' spade -an' axe an' hatchet an' lay 'em handy. Then -fill all the buckets with water an' set 'em close -by."</p> - -<p>The wind kept the circle of buffalo-chips that -covered the tires blazing briskly, and by the time -the chips were nearly burnt out we could see that -the tires were red-hot and knew that they had expanded -enough to drop over the canvassed wheels.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span>"Now," resumed Tom, "we'll have to work -lively an' make no mislicks when we drop a tire -over a wheel so's to get it cooled an' shrunk on -afore it burns out the canvas. We'll have to use -the pick an' spade an' shovel to lift 'em out o' the -fire an' drop 'em over the wheels. Peck, you -take the pick, Jack the shovel, an' I'll take the -spade. When all's ready I'll give the word, an', -Peck, you stick the point of your pick under the -top tire an' lift it up a little so's me an' Jack can -slip our shovel an' spade under it; then the three -of us'll lift the tire out of the fire an' lay it in its -place over the wheel an' then go to pourin' water -on, an' quick as it's shrunk enough to stay on -Jack'll run his shovel handle through the hole in -the hub, pry the wheel up, an' with one of you on -each side, a-holt of the shovel handle, you can -hold the wheel over the pool of water with the -lower rim in the water while I spin it 'round, an', -with axe in one hand an' hatchet in the other, I'll -hammer the tire to its place as it shrinks. Now, -do you men 'savvy' all them instructions?"</p> - -<p>We "savvied," and, following Tom's directions, -we soon had both tires nicely reset and shrunk, -and it made a very substantial job. It was hot -and laborious work and gave us unusually keen -appetites for the supper that followed, which -Tom prepared, while Jack and I reloaded our -wagon.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER X<br /> - -<small>WHY SATANK KILLED PEACOCK</small></h2></div> - - -<p>After supper, as we lay on our beds in the -tent talking over old times, Jack recalled to -my mind the Cheyenne campaign of 1857 and -how we used to gather wild plums in the sand-hills -near where we were now camped. He spoke -also of a man bitten by a rattlesnake near here. -This called out a story from Tom, who said:</p> - -<p>"Speakin' of rattlesnakes reminds me of a little -incident that happened out in New Mexico when -I was in the old First Dragoons. I was a sergeant, -an' we had a new recruit in the company -by the name of Nesbit—a mighty quiet sort of a -feller that the men called a 'stoughton-bottle,' or a -'bump on a log'—a good man for duty, only he -didn't make free with the other men or have -much to say to anybody. He had a fashion in hot -weather, when he was loungin' about camp off -duty, of goin' barefooted, with the bottoms of his -pants an' drawers rolled up several inches.</p> - -<p>"One day, when we was camped on the Rio -Grande, water call had jest gone, an' we'd all -started out from our tents to water our horses -an' picket 'em out on fresh grass. I was walkin' a -few steps behind Nesbit when I heard the whiz-whir<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> -of a rattlesnake in the direction of the man, -an' as I looked to'rds him I was horrified to see a -big rattler that seemed to have hold of one of his -ankles an' was a-jerkin' an' squirmin' an' wrappin' -itself all 'round his leg; but, as I found out -afterward, the snake had struck at his ankle an' -caught a mouthful of the roll of Nesbit's trousers -an' got his fangs tangled so's he couldn't git loose -but hadn't touched the leg at all.</p> - -<p>"Well, sir, I was nearly paralyzed with fear -an' was tryin' to think of some way I could help -the man but didn't see how. He never said a -word, but just reached down as cool as ef he was -goin' to pluck a flower, grabbed the snake right -back of its head so close it couldn't turn to bite -his hand when it got its fangs loose, then pulled -its fangs loose from the roll of his trousers an' -pulled the snake away from where it was wrapped -around his leg. It coiled itself around his arm -an' kep' its rattle a-hummin', and I couldn't -imagine how he was goin' to get rid of it without -gettin' bit.</p> - -<p>"Well, it all happened quicker'n scat, an' while -I was a-tryin' to study out some way I could help -him out he knew just what to do an' was a-doing -it without asking anybody's help.</p> - -<p>"He just reached for his belt with the other -hand, pulled his butcher-knife, sliced the snake's -head off clean—taking a slice out of his finger in -doing it, shook the snake loose from his arm an'<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span> -dropped it, stooped down an' dug a little hole -with his knife, raked the snake's head into it an' -covered it up so's nobody would tramp on it with -bare feet an' get pizened, wiped his knife on his -britches' leg an' returned it to the sheath, tore a -piece off his ol' hankercher an' wrapped his cut -finger up, an' went on an' 'tended to his horse—all -without sayin' a word or makin' any fuss; an' -when I got my breath enough to say, 'Nesbit, that -was a close call,' he merely remarked indifferent -like: 'Yes, but you know a miss is as good as a -mile.'</p> - -<p>"It had all been done so quietly an' quickly -that the other men passin' by hadn't noticed -what was goin' on.</p> - -<p>"Well, sir, I count that one of the coolest, grittiest -things I ever saw done, an' when I got back -to camp I went an' told the orderly sergeant about -it, an' he had to go an' tell the captain; an' then -the captain sent for me, an' I had to tell him all -the particulars; an' when I got through all the ol' -man had to say was, 'He'll do,' but I could see -that the captain was mightily pleased with the -raw recruit.</p> - -<p>"Well, the upshot of it was the next evenin' at -'retreat' the orderly sergeant published an order -to the company to the effect that 'Private Nesbit -is hereby appointed corporal an' will be obeyed -an' respected accordingly.'</p> - -<p>"You see, the captain saw from that little affair<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span> -of the snake that Nesbit was something more than -a 'bump on a log,' an' so he give the man a lift -to start him, an' in a little while he was made sergeant; -an' then, when the ol' orderly sergeant's -time was out an' he was discharged, Nesbit was -made first sergeant right over the heads of us old -hands who'd been in the service a heap longer. -But he deserved it, an' I never begrudged him the -promotion, for he made one of the best orderly sergeants -I ever knew—always the same quiet, cool, -nervy Nesbit."</p> - -<p>"I always told you," remarked Jack, "that it -won't do to set a man down for a fool 'cause his -clo's don't fit him.</p> - -<p>"Changin' the subject," said Jack, "it's about -five miles from here up to Charley Rath's ranch, -at the mouth of Walnut Creek; ain't it, Tom?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; five miles to Walnut Creek, sixteen from -there to Pawnee Rock, eight miles from the -Rock to the crossin' of Ash Creek, six from Ash -Creek to Pawnee Fork, an' three miles, after -crossing Pawnee Fork, on up the creek will bring -us to Fort Larned, which is two miles and a half -off the Santa Fé road, but in plain sight of it."</p> - -<p>"I was thinkin'," continued Jack, "about the -Walnut Creek ranch an' some o' the lively times -it's seen since I first know'd it. In '57, when we -come out here on the Cheyenne expedition, Allison -owned it. Many's the time the Injuns made life -a burden to Allison, but still he saved his scalp<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span> -an' died on the square. In '58 he left his hired -man, Peacock, in charge of the ranch while he -took his teams an' went in to Westport, Missouri, -after goods. On that trip Allison died suddenly -at Westport, an', as he had no kinsfolk at the -ranch an' none ever come out to claim it, Peacock -jumped the claim an' held it as his own. He, too, -had some lively times with the Injuns an' was -finally killed by ol' Satank, in the summer of 1860. -An' then Charley Rath jumped the claim an' still -holds it, but more'n likely he, too, will lose his -napper to some o' the Indians yet. It was near -the ranch, when Peacock had it, that Pawnee, the -Kiowa chief, was killed by Lieutenant Bayard; -wasn't it?"</p> - -<p>"Yes," I replied, "I was in at the death and -had an opportunity to have done the killing myself -that day, but Lieutenant Bayard came up and -took the job off my hands. You see, I was one of -the first to mount and start in chase of the Indian -after he'd escaped from the ranch, mounted his -horse, and was racing across the level prairie north -of the ranch. I was riding that speedy little bay -horse that we called 'Greased Lightning,' that the -officers used in making races. I'd got the start of -Bayard and the rest, overtook the Indian in about -a mile and was right alongside of him, with Lieutenant -Bayard coming up just behind me, and -when I called back to the lieutenant to ask whether -I should shoot the Kiowa he replied, 'No, let me<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span> -speak to him,' and I gave way and let Bayard -come in between me and Pawnee. Bayard called -on him a couple of times to halt, on the second -demand firing a shot in front of the Indian as a -warning, and when he found that the Indian -only jeered and made faces at him the lieutenant -reined in a little and let the Kiowa go ahead, and, -as he did so, dropped his pistol to Pawnee's back, -saying, 'Take it, then,' and let him have it—shooting -him through the heart. Pawnee threw up his -hands and fell off his horse dead."</p> - -<p>"Well, by rights," said Jack, "you'd overtook -the Injun first an' had the best right to have done -that job, but Bayard took advantage of his bein' -an officer over you to hog the honors."</p> - -<p>"I didn't consider that there was any particular -honor in killing that Indian, under the circumstances," -I replied, "but I should have done so if -the lieutenant had said the word. But Bayard -seemed to think that the Indian would halt and -surrender on his demand, and when the Kiowa not -only refused to yield but defied him, why, there -was nothing else to do but to kill him. We -thought it strange at first that Pawnee should act -so defiantly when we had the drop on him, but -Peacock told us when we got back to the ranch -that this Indian carried a medicine or charm hung -around his neck that was supposed to protect him -from a white man's bullet, and when the lieutenant -fired a shot and missed him he was sure he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span> -was bullet-proof; but Bayard's bullet killed him -so quick that he hardly had time to feel disappointed."</p> - -<p>"I don't know but what it was best, after all," -remarked old Tom, "seein' that the Injun had to -be killed, for an officer to do it, for after that shot -the Kiowas started on the war-path an' caused -the loss of a good many lives of innocent people -an' give the troops a whole lot of trouble an' hard -service for a year or more afterward. Ef it had -'a' been an enlisted man fired that shot he'd 'a' -been court-martialled an' punished, more'n likely, -instead of being honored. So I guess Peck lost -nothin' by it, for Bayard was sharply reprimanded -an' had to do a whole lot of explaining to get out -of trouble for that little job. As to the killing of -Pawnee bein' the real cause of the Kiowa outbreak, -that was the idea that some fool people -back East got of it; but none of us ever believed -that, for we knew from the actions of ol' Satank -an' his band for some time before that, they was -bound to go on the war-path with or without -provocation, an' they seized on the killin' of one o' -their chiefs as an excuse for turnin' loose on the -Pike's Peak emigrants an' others along the road."</p> - -<p>"You'll remember," said Jack, "that I wasn't -with you the next summer on the Kiowa expedition, -for I'd been left back at Fort Riley, in the -hospital, but I know Peck an' you"—speaking directly -to Tom—"was both with Major Sedgwick's<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span> -command in this part of the country when Peacock -was killed; an', as I've heard two or three -different stories about that affair, I'd like to know -the straight of it. Tell me jist how it happened."</p> - -<p>"Well, sir," began old Tom as he raised up and -began whittling another pipeful of tobacco, "I -can give you the straight facts about that scrape, -for I got 'em from Charley Rath an' the sick man—you -know at the time Satank killed Peacock -there was a man sick in bed in the ranch that the -Injuns never touched, an' he was the only one of -Peacock's men left alive, 'cept Wild Bill an' John -Adkins, an' they was away from the ranch somewhere. -After peace was made with the Kiowas -an' they got to comin' around to the Walnut Creek -ranch to trade ag'in, Charley Rath was runnin' -it, an' he got all the particulars about it from the -Indians who was with Satank when he killed Peacock. -So I think I got it pretty straight.</p> - -<p>"You'll remember that we—that is, Major Sedgwick's -command of four companies of First Cavalry -from Fort Riley—had been chasin' the Kiowas' -round over the plains all summer, but hadn't -been able to get a fight out of 'em 'cept that little -scrimmage our detachment of forty men under Jeb -Stuart had with Satank an' a little bunch up north -of Bent's Fort, where we killed eight of 'em an' -captured all their women an' children an' packs.</p> - -<p>"Captain Sturgis, with four companies from -Fort Arbuckle, had also come up into this country<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> -on the same errand as us—huntin' the Kiowas—an' -he'd had better luck, for he caught 'em up on -the Republican Fork an' had a nice little fight -an' killed a whole lot of 'em.</p> - -<p>"I'm givin' you all this preamble to give you a -clear idee of the situation that led up to the killing -of Peacock. There was a slight split among the -Kiowas durin' this war, for ol' To hausen—Little -Mountain—their head chief, with a few of the -cool-headed older warriors of the tribe, had refused -to join Satank an' the hostiles in makin' war -on the whites, an' To hausen, with his little band, -had kept out o' the way for fear of bein' mistaken -by us for the hostiles. But the biggest part of the -tribe, under the leadership of Satank an' Satanta -an' Big Tree, was a-doin' their level best to wipe -out every white man, woman, an' child on the -plains.</p> - -<p>"Satank was the recognized leader of the hostiles -an' was always very bitter in his hatred of -the whites.</p> - -<p>"As our two commands, Sturgis's an' Sedgwick's, -had kep' him on the jump purty lively -durin' the summer, an' he'd got the worst of it all -'round, 'long in the last of August or fore part of -September, I think it was, Satank seemed to conclude—as -the time was soon coming when the -Injun agent at Bent's Fort would be a-giving out -the annuities that Uncle Sam sends out every fall -to the peaceable Injuns—that he'd better make a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span> -treaty with Major Sedgwick for the winter, anyway, -so's him an' his band could come in for their -share of the presents. So he applied to Peacock -for a letter of recommendation to Major Sedgwick, -thinkin' that a letter from such a prominent trader -would help him to make easy terms with Sedgwick.</p> - -<p>"'Well, sir, right there's where Peacock made -the blunder of his life, an' it cost him his life, -too. Peacock was a pretty smart man an' was acquainted -with nearly every Kiowa in the tribe, an' -it's hard to understand how he could be so foolish -as to do the way he did. But Satank an' his -band had made him a heap o' trouble durin' this -last outbreak, an' now Peacock thought he saw a -chance to even up with his old enemy. So, instead -of writin' a letter to Sedgwick askin' mild treatment -an' makin' excuses for Satank an' his scalpers, -he wrote one reading something like this:</p> - -<blockquote> -<p><span class="smcap">Major Sedgwick</span>,<br /> -<br /> -<i>Commanding Kiowa Expedition</i>:<br /> -<br /> -The bearer of this is Satank, the leader of the hostile -Kiowas and the instigator of all, and the actual perpetrator -of many of the atrocious murders and outrages -that have been committed on innocent men, women, -and children on the plains during this last outbreak. -He is, by long odds, the worst Indian on the plains, and -you can't do the country a greater service than to kill -him on sight.</p> - -<p class="right">(Signed) <span class="smcap">Peacock.</span><br /> -</p></blockquote> - -<p>"Here was the unaccountable part of Peacock's -folly. He certainly knew that that low-down renegade<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span> -Englishman that they called 'English Jim' -was living among the Kiowas at this time; but Jim -was a brute an' appeared to be so ignorant Peacock -must have supposed either that the fellow -would be unable to read writing or else that Satank -would never doubt the genuineness of his -recommendation and would, therefore, take no -steps to test it. But there's where the trader -fooled himself.</p> - -<p>"The Kiowas were camped across the Arkansas, -a few miles south from the ranch. Charley Rath -an' his pardner, George Long, had just begun to -build them a ranch-house here at the Bend, close -to where we are now camped, an' could see the -Kiowas passing back an' forth across the river.</p> - -<p>"When Satank received the paper from Peacock -he and a few men who was with him went -straight back to their camp, give the document to -'English Jim,' an' axed him to read it an' interpret -it into Kiowa, which he did.</p> - -<p>"As soon as Satank heard the purport of the -paper an' understood the trick Peacock was trying -to play him, he an' the same gang mounted their -horses an' rode right back to Peacock's to settle -the account. On reaching the ranch, as an excuse -for their sudden return an' to keep Peacock from -suspecting what he was up to, Satank an' his men -never dismounted, but sat on their horses outside -the gate an' called to Peacock in Mexican—the -Kiowas an' Comanches can nearly all talk a little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> -Mexican—says he to Peacock, says he, 'Bring -your spy-glass out an' look down the road an' -see ef this is a lot of soldiers a-coming',—when -there was no soldiers in sight nor anything that -looked like 'em.</p> - -<p>"Never suspecting the trap that Satank had -laid for him, Peacock come out with his long telescope -an', resting it on the end of a log sticking -out at the corner of the house, begun looking -through it in the direction Satank pointed.</p> - -<p>"While busy trying to focus the glass on a little -cloud of dust that Satank kept tryin' to point -out to him, the ol' rascal put the muzzle of his -rifle to the back of Peacock's head an' put a ball -through his brains. While Satank dismounted to -scalp Peacock his warriors rushed into the enclosure -through the gate that Peacock had left -open as he come out, an' it was such a complete -surprise to the ranchmen that they were all soon -killed 'cept the sick man I spoke of. They found -him in bed but never offered to disturb him. I've -known of Injuns, several times, a-sparing sick people -thataway, but don't know why, unless they -have a superstition ag'in harming sick folks.</p> - -<p>"When Rath an' Long, down here at the Bend, -saw the Kiowas going back across the river, -a-drivin' Peacock's herd, they begun to think -something was wrong, so they got out their spy-glass, -took a close look, an', although the Injuns -was two or three miles away, could see that they<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span> -had a lot of the ponies packed with what seemed -to be some of Peacock's goods. This made 'em -suspect that the Injuns had captured an' plundered -the ranch, ef they hadn't killed Peacock an -his men; so they dropped their work, mounted -their horses, an' went a-flying up to Peacock's to -see what was up, an' found all hands killed 'cept -the sick man, an' he told 'em what little he'd seen -an' heerd of the fracas, from where he lay in bed, -not bein' able to get out, an' how after killing the -other men the Injuns had come to the open door -of the room where he lay helpless an' fully expecting -to be murdered, an' how surprised an' glad he -was when they turned away without disturbin' him.</p> - -<p>"Peacock had left no heirs on the place, an' -there was no one in this part of the country that -had any claim on it, so Rath an' Long decided to -abandon the ranch they had just begun to build -here at the Bend an' move up an' take possession -of Peacock's place, jumping the claim, same as -Peacock had done after Allison died. An' Rath -is holding it yet, but George Long quit the business -an' went back to the settlements—got scared -out, I guess. Charley Rath—barring the everlasting -danger from Injuns—has got a bully good layout -in that Walnut Creek ranch, both for trade -of the road an' for Injun trade, for there he gits -part of the trade of Kiowas, Comanches, Cheyennes, -an' 'Rapahoes; but it's more directly in the -Kiowa range than the others."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span>"Well, Tom," I asked as the old man seemed -to be at the end of his yarn, "as the Kiowas are -now living under a treaty, do you think their -friendship is to be depended on?"</p> - -<p>"I wouldn't feel a bit uneasy in the neighborhood -of ol' To hausen's band, for him an' his followers -has kept faith with the whites right along, -through all the late troubles. He's one of the few -good Injuns. But his band is a small part of the -tribe now though he used to be their head chief. -Most of the Kiowas follow the lead of Satank now, -an' you know Satank hates a white man as the -devil hates holy water, an', although he may keep -the peace for a while, it ain't to be depended on. -I would never feel perfectly safe in the neighborhood -of Satank's band. An' then Satanta an' Big -Tree run with him, an' they're as bad as Satank."</p> - -<p>"What I was thinking of," I added, "is that the -winter camp we're intending to establish, north -of Fort Larned, will be right in the range of the -Kiowas, and if they should happen to find our -layout in the course of the winter they might -make trouble for us."</p> - -<p>"Well, we won't borry any trouble on that -score. We knew there was a risk to run afore we -undertook the expedition. When a man goes into -the country of hostile or doubtful Injuns he takes -his risk. But at this time of the year the chances -are that we won't see any Injuns, 'cause they generally -hole up in as snug shelter as they can find<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span> -in winter an' don't ramble about much. An' -then, ag'in, we'll not be more'n twenty miles from -Fort Larned, and they'd hardly dare to disturb us -ef they should find our camp."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XI<br /> - -<small>WE REACH FORT LARNED</small></h2></div> - - -<p>"Now, men," said old Tom as we gathered -around the mess box for breakfast next -morning, "we want to get an early start for we've -got a big drive before us. It's only about thirty-eight -miles from here to Fort Larned, but that's -too much to do with a load in one day; an' we -can't divide the distance equally because there's -no water anywhere nigh the half-way p'int. By -takin' the river road we could get water to camp -at the half-way station, but that route, by way of -the mouth of Pawnee Fork, would take us four -miles out of our way, an' part of it's a sandy, -heavy road for the team. So I've concluded it'll -be best for us to go the main road by Pawnee -Rock an' camp at Ash Creek. That'll make -about twenty-nine miles for to-day's drive, an' -then we'll only have nine miles to-morrow mornin' -to knock off to reach the fort. We can easy do -that by the middle of the forenoon, an' have the -rest of the day to look up some old acquaintances -there an' make some inquiries about the best -p'int over on Walnut to locate our winter camp -an' how best to get there. Ef French Dave, the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span> -interpreter, is at Larned he'll tell us all we want -to know about it. If Wild Bill was here, he'd go -right along an' guide us to a snug place for our -camp, 'cause he knows every foot o' the ground. -It's all open prairie from Pawnee to Walnut, an' -once we get across Pawnee Fork we can't miss it -ef we just follow the buffalo trails."</p> - -<p>We rolled out from Big Bend by sunrise, made a -short stop at Rath's ranch to renew old acquaintance -with Charley, and in the evening camped at -the crossing of Ash Creek, a small stream with a -little timber along its banks.</p> - -<p>We reached Fort Larned by ten o'clock next -morning. I left Tom and Jack to inquire for mail, -while I went to the adjutant's office to report our -arrival and destination; after which I rejoined the -outfit at the sutler's.</p> - -<p>"Well, now, men," said old Tom, gathering up -the mail matter and putting it away in the wagon, -"we must first hunt a camp, an' then we can -spend the rest of the day reading our papers an' -letters an' rounding up old acquaintances about -the garrison an' getting ready to go on to Walnut -Creek in the mornin'. I'm told that we can get -pretty good grass by crossin' the creek here an' -going half a mile up on the other side. We'll go -an' make camp an' eat dinner, an' then, leaving -one man to take care o' camp, the others can come -back and take in the garrison."</p> - -<p>A little crowd of idlers had gathered around our<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span> -team. A soldier volunteered to guide us to a good -crossing and camp, and we soon had our animals -turned out and tent pitched, and, while Tom and -Jack were getting the dinner, at their request I -overhauled first the letters and then the papers, -reading to my comrades the most interesting -items as I came to them.</p> - -<p>The papers and magazines were full of exciting -and interesting news concerning the progress of -the war, then just getting under good headway. -Of letters we got but few, the most interesting of -which to me was one from the girl I had left behind -me and another from the old storekeeper -and postmaster back at the camp where we had -encountered the jayhawkers.</p> - -<p>The storekeeper informed us that no inquiry -had been made for the black horse, and he did -not think it likely that there would be as he had -learned that Tucker and his gang had stolen many -of their best horses from over the border in Missouri -and the black horse was probably one of -them.</p> - -<p>He also informed us that, following out the plan -suggested by Tom, his neighbor had trailed the -jayhawkers to their new camp down on the Neosho -River, near Emporia; that a few days after we -left a company of cavalry had arrived from Fort -Leavenworth, in answer to the letter he had written -to the commander of the department, looking -for the gang of outlaws, and the man who had followed<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span> -them and located their camp guided the -soldiers to the jayhawkers' new layout, where the -cavalrymen succeeded in surrounding and capturing -the whole gang and taking them as prisoners -to Fort Leavenworth.</p> - -<p>"Well, who's going to mind camp, an' who's -going over to the fort?" said Jack when dinner -was over.</p> - -<p>"We'll draw straws for it," said Tom decisively. -"Peck, you prepare the straws, two long ones an' -a short one, an' the man who gets the short one -stays."</p> - -<p>I did as directed. Tom and Jack drew the long -straws, and I got left.</p> - -<p>"Well, rack out now, you fellows, and I'll have -a good time reading the papers while you're gone," -said I, trying to console myself for the lonesome -afternoon I expected to have.</p> - -<p>But I was not left alone long, for presently a -couple of strolling soldiers from the garrison -dropped in, and we passed some time in exchanging -information, I giving them the latest news -from the settlements, and they telling the gossip of -Fort Larned and vicinity.</p> - -<p>We had not been out of sight of herds of buffalo -since we had entered the range till we crossed -Pawnee Fork, but here, near the fort, where they -had probably been hunted more than elsewhere, -they were scarce, though this was about the centre -of their range east and west. The soldiers said<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span> -that a few miles out in any direction we would -find them numerous again.</p> - -<p>To my comrades and me the country about -Fort Larned was familiar ground. As already -stated, our company—K of the old First Cavalry, -afterward changed to Fourth Cavalry—had built -and occupied the original military post, called -"Camp Alert," in the adjoining bend of the -creek, below Fort Larned, in the fall of '59, when -the Kiowas were on the war-path. During that -winter we had been stationed there, escorting the -Santa Fé mails and giving what protection we -could to travel on the roads to New Mexico and -the Pike's Peak gold region. By the following -spring (1860), the War Department had ordered a -permanent post established at or near "Camp -Alert," to be called Fort Larned. This post was -built by the two companies of Second Infantry -that were sent to relieve us, while we, joining -Major Sedgwick's command from Fort Riley, went -on the Kiowa expedition.</p> - -<p>My two years of hard service along the Arkansas -gave me an interest in everything that had happened -in this part of the country, and I kept my -soldier visitors plied with questions about persons -and events until the approach of sunset warned -them to return to the post to prepare for dress -parade.</p> - -<p>Tom and Jack remained at the garrison till after -dress parade and then joined me in time for the -supper which I had prepared.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span>In narrating the results of his inquiries at the -post Tom said:</p> - -<p>"As we had all been pretty well acquainted with -Weisselbaum when he used to keep the little store -in Ogden, near Fort Riley, before he got to be -sutler of this post, I thought I would first call on -him an' renew old acquaintance. When I tried -to remind him who I was an' the many times I -had been in his store at Ogden an' bought goods -of him he couldn't remember me at all. An' -then I asked him if he remembered Jack an' Peck, -tellin' him that you was both here with me an' -the object of our trip an' so forth, but he couldn't -recall either of us an' looked at me kind of suspicious -like, as though he was afraid I was goin' -to ask him to credit me for a plug of tobacco or -something of that kind.</p> - -<p>"To set him straight on that point I called for -a couple of cigars, an' in paying for 'em I managed -to show several greenbacks, an', my, what a -change come over his countenance when he saw -that money! The sight of them greenbacks at -once refreshed his recollection.</p> - -<p>"He suggested that we should leave our surplus -money in his safe, and I believe it's a good scheme, -for we'll have no use for money over on the Walnut, -where we're going, an' we might lose it. Peck -might go over to the store now, takin' Jack along -for a witness, an' deposit our money with the sutler -an' take a receipt for it; an' if we have occasion<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span> -to draw any of it out at any time it can be entered -on the back of the receipt. Savvy?"</p> - -<p>We "savvied" and agreed to Tom's plan.</p> - -<p>"Weisselbaum told me," continued the old man, -"where to find 'French Dave,' an' Dave told me -that it's all plain sailing an' about twenty miles -from here over to Walnut in the nearest direction, -straight north; an' there'll be no rough ground -to get over except the head of Ash Creek, an' -there ain't much there. He says by bearin' a little -to the west of north we'll miss the breaks of Ash -Creek an' strike Walnut about the mouth of a -little creek putting into Walnut from the south, -where there's a snug place for a well-sheltered -winter camp, with timber on the north an' west; -an' I think that's just about the kind of a layout -we want to find."</p> - -<p>"What does Dave say about the Kiowas?" I -asked.</p> - -<p>"He says they're peaceable so far, 'but always -keep your eye skinned,' sez he, 'whenever Satank -or Satanta, with their bands, come around.' But -of course we knew that."</p> - -<p>Jack and I hurried over to the sutler's store, -where we were very affably received by Weisselbaum, -who shook us warmly by the hands and -now had no difficulty in remembering us. We -made our deposit, took his receipt, and returned -to camp. After reporting to Tom the result of -our trip, Jack remarked:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span>"Well, I don't know of any surer winnin' game -than a post sutler's job. It'll beat four aces an' -a six-shooter."</p> - -<p>"Right you are, my lad," chipped in Tom. "It's -a sure shot—dead open an' shut. Better'n a goldmine, -for there's little risk an' small loss compared -with the profits; for the post sutler on the frontier -just rakes in the money of officers, soldiers, citizens, -Injuns, an' everybody. Besides havin' a -monopoly of all trade on the post reservation, he -generally has the inside track on forage contracts -an' the like."</p> - -<p>"Do you mind old Rich, the sutler at Fort -Leavenworth?" asked Jack, "an' the dead oodles -of money he rakes in all the time? An' he's been -sutler there so long, too, he must be as rich as the -Rothschilds. A queer duck is old Rich," he continued -reflectively, "or 'Kernel' Rich, I should -have said, for when you call him 'Kernel,' specially -if you salute him along with it, it pleases -him all over an' raises his opinion of himself about -five hundred per cent."</p> - -<p>"Yes," replied Tom, "I remember one time -when several of us soldiers were a-standing around -old Rich's store door, an' among the lot was Bob -Chambers, of F Company. You know Bob always -had his cheek with him. Well, while we -were a-talking, Bill Shutts come out of the store -a-grumbling an' a-cussing. 'What's the matter, -Shutts?' asked Bob. 'Why, I'm expectin' a letter<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span> -from home,' says Bill, 'an' when I asked that -old galoot if there was a letter for me, the old fellow -wouldn't look—never even asked me my name—but -just says, crabbed like, says he: "No, nothin' -for you." 'Now,' says Bill, 'I'll bet two dollars -an' sixty-five cents that there's a letter in there -right now for William Shutts, Esquire, from Dresden, -O., but I can't get it.'</p> - -<p>"'Why, man,' says Bob Chambers, 'where've -you been all this time that you ain't got acquainted -with that estimable old gentleman, Kernel Rich? -You ain't onto the combination, that's all. Now, -I'll bet you the drinks for the crowd, down at old -mother Bangs's, that I'll go in the store an' ask -the kernel for a letter, an' although I ain't expecting -one, an' would be surprised if I got one, -the old kernel'll rush flying 'round behind the -counter a-trying to find me a letter. Now, lemme -show you how it's done,' sez Bob, a-buttonin' up -his jacket an' a-cockin' his fatigue cap up on -three hairs.</p> - -<p>"We all followed him into the store to see the -performance. The old kernel was pacin' the floor. -By a 'left-front-into-line' movement Bob swung -himself into position in front of the kernel, halted, -come to 'attention,' bringing his heels together -with a crack, an' raised his right hand to the peak -of his cap as he asked: 'Kernel, is there any letter -in the office for me, sir?'</p> - -<p>"Well, say—you ought to have seen the smile<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span> -that come over old Rich's phiz as he fell all over -himself getting 'round behind the counter, asking -as he went: 'What's the name, my man?' 'Robert -Chambers, of F Company, sir,' says Bob, still -standing to 'attention.'</p> - -<p>"Well, sir, the old kernel shuffled those letters -over two or three times a-tryin' his level best to -dig up one for Chambers, an' seemed awfully sorry -when he had to say, as he put them back in the -pigeonhole: 'No, nothing for you to-day, Chambers.' -An' he was so sorry to disappoint Bob that -he reached over on the shelf an' handed out a plug -of tobacco, as he added, sort of regretful-like: -'But there's some of the best navy tobacco you -ever smacked your lips over.' 'No doubt of it, -kernel, for when you recommend a thing it's bound -to be first class, but unfortunately I'm dead broke,' -says Chambers. 'Oh, take it along,' says the old -man, as he pushed the plug across the counter; -'you can hand me the money next pay-day.' An' -he was so pleased with Bob's blarney that he -never even chalked it down to him; an' I'm dead -sure that Chambers didn't remind him of it when -pay-day come, for Bob wasn't built that way.</p> - -<p>"As we started out of the store, Bob says over -his shoulder like for old Rich to hear, 'Kernel -Rich is one of the finest old gentlemen I ever -knew.'</p> - -<p>"When we got outside the store door again, Bill -Shutts remarked, as he gazed at Chambers in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span> -honest admiration 'Well, old pard, if I had your -cheek I'd never work another lick.' 'It's all done -by a slight turn of the wrist, as the magician says,' -said Bob; 'anybody can do it that knows how. -Now, let me tell you how to get that letter of -yours. Just go over to the quarters an' wash your -face an' hands for a disguise, black your boots, button -up your jacket, brace up, an' look brave; and -then go back to the store—by that time the old -man's forgot you ever asked for a letter—then execute -a flank movement on him, like I did; be -sure to salute an' call him kernel, an' you'll get a -letter if he has to write you one.'</p> - -<p>"An' by following Bob's advice Bill got his letter; -an' it tickled him so't he called us together, -an' we went down to old mother Bangs's, an' he -set up the drinks on it, 'cause he said that trick -that Bob learnt him was worth a whole lot, if not -more."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XII<br /> - -<small>OUR CAMP ON WALNUT CREEK</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Next morning at breakfast I said:</p> - -<p>"How was it, Tom, that when we were buying -our outfit at Leavenworth we forgot to get -a compass? That is a pretty useful thing in travelling -across the prairie, where there is no road or -trail to follow?"</p> - -<p>"Well," replied Tom, "it would be handy to -have a compass, but we haven't got one and so -we'll have to do the next best thing, and thank the -Lord I have a good watch to run our course by."</p> - -<p>"What!" I exclaimed. "Do you mean that you -can tell the points of the compass by a watch?" -And Jack chimed in: "I never heard of the like."</p> - -<p>"If you live long enough, young fellows, you -may find out that there are some other things -you never heard of. Look here, I'll explain to -you how it's done," and Tom pulled his big silver -watch out of his pocket, opened it, and put -it on the table.</p> - -<p>"You turn the watch so that the hour-hand -points to the sun; then measure just half-way to -the figure twelve on the dial in the shortest direction, -and that will be south. Of course, the opposite<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span> -point will be north, and you can tell east or -west.</p> - -<p>"If you get it firmly fixed in your mind that, -with the hour-hand of a watch pointing to the -sun, half-way between that and the figure twelve -in the shortest direction on the dial is south, you -can always get the points of the compass when -the sun is shining."</p> - -<p>"Whoever taught you that watch trick, Tom?" -I asked.</p> - -<p>"First Lieutenant James E. B. Stuart, late of -G Company, First Cavalry, and now an officer in -the rebel army, learnt me that once when I was -out on a scout with him in the mountains and we -got lost," answered Tom. "It was cloudy and we -wandered about in every direction except the right -one, as lost men will do. After a while the sun -came out for a little while and I saw Jeb halt, -take out his watch, and look at the sun. Then he -said: 'Now, I have got it. The trail is off in this -direction,' pointing with his right hand, while he -held the watch in the left. Then he called to me: -'Come here, sergeant, and I will show you how to -tell north and south by a watch. It may be useful -to you some day.' And then he explained it -to me, and many's the time it has been useful."</p> - -<p>By the time we had everything packed up -after breakfast and the team strung out, the -sun was up and we started north.</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i140.jpg" alt="Where Old Fort Larned Stood" /><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span></div> - -<p class="caption"><i>Where Old Fort Larned Stood</i></p> - -<p>We ran a fairly straight line, bearing a little to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span> -the west, to the head of Ash Creek, which we -found here to be only a prairie hollow destitute -of water and timber. Before reaching Ash Creek -we had begun to see plenty of buffalo in every -direction except toward Fort Larned.</p> - -<p>On reaching the high prairie north of Ash Creek -we could see away to the north the distant line -of timber that marked the course of Walnut -Creek. A heavy body of timber was seen right -ahead, and in line with our course, that Tom -rightly conjectured was at the mouth of the little -creek emptying into the Walnut, where French -Dave had told him we would find a suitable location -for a winter camp. Toward this we directed -our course.</p> - -<p>It was but little past noon when we reached -the edge of the timber near the junction of the -little branch and Walnut Creek, and we found -here an ideal spot for our purpose—a snug camp -and good hunting and trapping ground.</p> - -<p>"We'll camp here for the night," said Tom as -he dismounted, "an' to-morrow we'll look the -neighborhood over thoroughly an' decide where -to pitch our permanent layout."</p> - -<p>As we had found no water on the road we had -made this drive from Pawnee Fork without our -usual halt for noon and decided to have our dinner -and supper in one about the middle of the -afternoon. After turning out the stock, bringing -wood and water, and pitching the tent, while<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span> -Tom was preparing the meal, Jack and I separately -rambled off to do a little exploring of our -immediate neighborhood. In doing so I found a -prairie ravine, not far from our camp, in which -there was considerable standing water at a distance -of about three hundred yards from the timber -on Walnut Creek. I wondered at this water, -but on following the ravine down to the creek I -discovered a beaver dam built across the creek, -in which a number of the dome-shaped huts were -standing, and saw other evidences of the presence -of a populous colony of these industrious animals. -The water I had seen up the ravine was backwater -caused by the dam.</p> - -<p>At Tom's call of "grub pile" I hurried back to -camp to acquaint my comrades with my discovery, -only to learn that Jack had found the -beaver dam before I had and, having rushed back -to the wagon, was now busy getting out our steel -traps preparatory to setting them for beaver.</p> - -<p>As we sat around the mess-chest eating, Tom, -between mouthfuls, explained his ideas about the -establishing of our winter camp.</p> - -<p>"This big timber here is in the right place to -shelter us from the northwest winds. We must -also remember that we've got to protect ourselves -and stock against a surprise by hostile Injuns. I -ain't looking for trouble of that kind, but it's -always best to be prepared for such emergencies. -So I think it'll be best to move out to the bank<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> -of that ravine Peck spoke about, say two or three -hundred yards from the timber, which will still -furnish us good protection from the northwesters. -In case of hostilities the water in the ravine can't -be cut off from us. Into the banks of that ravine -we'll dig our dugouts—one for ourselves, on one -side, and a stable for the stock on the other side, -opposite and facing each other. We'll cut and -split some slabs in the timber and lay a sort of -a floor across the ravine, for a gangway, and it'll -be as handy as a pocket in a shirt.</p> - -<p>"Now, Peck, while Jack goes to set his traps -for beaver, suppose you saddle up Black Prince -and go out and kill a buffalo calf or yearling and -bring in a quarter or so of fresh meat. And, as -there's plenty of time yet before night, while -you're at it you may as well make a complete -circuit of the camp, say about a mile or two out, -and see if there's anybody or any sign of anybody -in this neighborhood besides ourselves."</p> - -<p>"Tom," I said, "I believe it would be better -for me to go out and kill a yearling first and bring -in some meat and then take a ride around the -country afterward; for if I kill the yearling first -and leave the carcass till I make the circuit of the -camp the wolves will get away with the meat -before I get back to it; and if I make the round -first before killing our meat I'll be scaring all -the near buffalo away."</p> - -<p>"You're right," replied the old man; "do as<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span> -you say. I'm glad to see that you do a little -thinking of your own once in a while."</p> - -<p>"And I believe I can kill two birds with one -stone," I continued, "by taking some strychnine -along and baiting the remains of the yearling -after I cut off the hind quarters, and in the morning -I'll have a few coyotes to skin to give us a -start in business."</p> - -<p>"That's a good idea, too; but don't fool away -too much time, for I want you to make that round -of the neighborhood before night."</p> - -<p>As I got our package of strychnine out of the -wagon, opened it, and took out one of the phials -to put in my pocket, Tom suggested:</p> - -<p>"You'd better open that bottle here an' put -in a little water to dissolve the crystals; you'll -find it's easier to handle in liquid than in crystals, -and also more savin'."</p> - -<p>Tom's suggestion was a good one and I did as -he advised. Then hanging the hatchet and field-glass -to my saddle, I mounted and rode away.</p> - -<p>Crossing the creek just below the beaver dam, -where Jack was already looking out locations for -his traps, I rode through the timber to look for -the most convenient band of buffalo, and espied -one that suited my purpose about a mile down -the prairie bottom, strung out in single file on the -trail, coming in to the creek for water.</p> - -<p>Recrossing the creek so as to keep out of their -sight behind the timber, I rode down to a point<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span> -that would intercept them and prepared to await -my game. The place I had chosen to wait for -them was an old buffalo crossing, the converging -trails, deeply worn in the banks on either side, -showing that it was much used. They would have -to pass me here, and, again recrossing the creek -to the north side, I rode down into the timber, -tied my horse behind some bushes, and returned -afoot to the crossing, being careful not to give the -buffalo my wind.</p> - -<p>Soon they passed me, went on down, drank, and -climbed the hills on the other side of the stream. -As the young cattle filed past me I selected a -yearling and, as he came opposite, shot him, and -he dropped dead in the trail. The rest gave a -jump or two and went on. I cut off the hind quarters -and with some trouble put them on Prince.</p> - -<p>Then stripping back the skin from the fore -quarters, I applied my solution of strychnine, a -few drops here and there over the meat and entrails, -and left them for wolf bait.</p> - -<p>Having left my meat at camp, I rode away on -my scout, reaching camp again about sunset.</p> - -<p>Just after we finished supper the howling of -a pack of coyotes—which we seldom noticed—prompted -me to exclaim:</p> - -<p>"Make the most of your time, my lads, for if -you happen to scent that bait I put out for you -I'll be skinning some of you in the morning."</p> - -<p>The howling and barking of wolves was such<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span> -familiar music to us that it seldom provoked remark, -for we had scarcely passed a night since -entering the buffalo range that we had not been -serenaded by the shrill, discordant notes of the -coyote, varied occasionally by the deeper bass of -the big, gray buffalo wolves, or "lobos," as the -Mexicans call them.</p> - -<p>Next morning Jack and I hurried through the -work of watering and changing the animals to -fresh grass, while Tom prepared breakfast. We -were impatient to be off, and after the meal, taking -our rifles in addition to revolvers, we started -out to our respective tasks, Jack afoot and I on -Black Prince.</p> - -<p>As I approached my wolf baits I disturbed a -couple of coyotes—probably late comers that had -but recently found the carcass, for they certainly -gave no evidence of the effects of strychnine as -they loped off on the prairie a little way and there -sat on their haunches licking their chops and -watching me as though reluctant to leave their -feast.</p> - -<p>I tied Prince a few rods away from the bait, of -which but little remained, while I walked about -through the tall grass, looking up the dead wolves, -three of which I noticed lying by the bait before -dismounting. On looking about I found five more, -at varying distances from the carcass, none of -them more than a hundred yards away. Some of -them were still warm.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span>I put down the rifle, drew my knife, and went -to work. Having had considerable experience in -skinning wolves, I was quite expert at it and soon -had the eight pelts stripped off the dead coyotes -and rolled up together ready for tying on behind -my saddle.</p> - -<p>The process of skinning was simple. I turned -the wolf on his back and with the point of my -knife split the skin from the point of the chin -down the throat and belly to the root of the tail; -then split the inside of each leg from the foot to -an intersection of the first, or belly cut; then -stripped back the skin from belly, legs, and sides. -The tail was then slipped off the bone whole, without -splitting, in this way: strip the skin of the tail -away from the bone for about an inch at the root; -then slip a split stick over the bone, take an end -of the stick in each hand, clamping the bone -tightly, and give a jerk toward the end of the -tail. The bone slips out of its skin as if it were -greased.</p> - -<p>When it came to tying the skins on behind the -saddle, Prince objected very strongly, and I was -compelled to blindfold him before I could accomplish -the job. After I had mounted, Prince was -still nervous, but by coaxing and talking kindly -to him I soon got him reconciled to carrying the -burden.</p> - -<p>When I reached camp I found Jack jubilating -over three fine beavers which he had carried up<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span> -from the creek. He was grumbling because he -had not put out more traps.</p> - -<p>"Time enough," said Tom consolingly. "We've -now found out that there's plenty of 'em there and -can wait awhile. Their fur'll be getting heavier -an' better all the time."</p> - -<p>He and Jack were finishing skinning the third -one as I dismounted and threw down my batch -of coyote pelts.</p> - -<p>"How many did you get?" asked Jack.</p> - -<p>"Only eight," I replied. "If I'd had time to -have killed and poisoned three or four buffalo in -different directions out around camp I'd 'a' got as -many as the horse could carry."</p> - -<p>"Time enough for the wolves, too, by and by," -said Tom.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," said Tom after we had discussed -beaver and how to catch them, "while you were -out I went over to the ravine and found a good -place for our dugouts and measured and staked -off the ground where we'll dig 'em. After dinner -we can move camp over there close to the work. -And while I'm getting the grub ready you two -can water the horses and mules and be a-making -a lot of little pins to peg your skins down to dry."</p> - -<p>After dinner we moved camp close to the bank -of the ravine, where Tom had marked out the -ground for our winter quarters. On the opposite -bank he had staked out a site for a larger dugout -for a stable. The ravine here was narrow, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span> -by a good jump we could clear the water that -occupied its bottom. On top of the banks the -ground for some distance around was smooth -and level, bearing no other vegetation but the -short, nutritious buffalo-grass.</p> - -<p>Pitching our tent in a convenient place for our -work, we turned out the stock, picketing the gray -mare and Prince. Tom was to ride the "buckskin" -bronco to look for a hay-field.</p> - -<p>Jack and I soon had our coyote and beaver pelts -stretched and pegged down on a smooth piece of -ground.</p> - -<p>"I'll try to get back," said Tom as he mounted -Vinegar, "in time for you men to go and put out -your baits for the night; and in the meantime, -while you're resting, you may as well get out the -pick and shovel and turn yourselves loose on them -dugouts, just to see if you've forgot how to work. -You'd better begin on the horses' stable and we'll -try to finish that up first, for if a 'norther' should -catch us the stock'd be in a bad fix for shelter, -while our tent'd shelter us, all right."</p> - -<p>In a couple of hours Tom returned, reporting -that he had found, in a bend of the creek just -below us, a large bottom that would afford us all -the hay we would want.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," he said as he unsaddled and -turned out the bronco, "we've got lots to do -that's pressing us, and, as the wolf poisoning and -beaver trapping ain't pressing and won't suffer<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span> -any loss by waiting a few days, I've been thinking -that we'd better let the pelts go for a while and -put in all our time at haymaking and digging till -we get everything made snug for cold weather."</p> - -<p>Tom's suggestion seemed so reasonable that we -agreed with him and decided to let the pelts alone -for a while.</p> - -<p>Tom got his scythe out of the wagon and -"hung" it and then went down to the timber to -make a couple of wooden hay-forks. When he -had returned from the timber with his wooden -forks he remarked as he sat down and began -whittling the prongs to points and otherwise -smoothing them up with his knife:</p> - -<p>"While I was at it I cut a lot of poles for a hay -frame to put on top of the wagon-box to haul -hay on; and I also cut some poles to lay on the -ground under our freight when we unload the -wagon."</p> - -<p>Later in the day we unloaded the wagon, piling -the contents on the poles inside the sideboards, -which we had taken off together, leaving the -bows on them. After the goods were thus piled -up the wagon-sheet was stretched over the bows -and securely tied down and the load was thus -protected from the weather.</p> - -<p>Tired and very hungry after our hard day's -work, we devoured our supper and, after agreeing -to devote the next day to digging and haymaking, -were soon sound asleep.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span>After breakfast next morning Tom shouldered -the scythe and his rifle and set out for the hay-field.</p> - -<p>When we had cleared away the breakfast -dishes Jack chose the pick-and-shovel work and -was soon making the dirt fly out of the hole on -the other side of the ravine, while I set to making -a hay frame of crossed poles on top of the wagon-box, -notched and lashed together and held in -place by strips of rawhide cut from the skin on -the yearling buffalo quarters. Now and then -on the still morning air, although about a mile -away, we could hear the "whick-whack" as Tom -whetted his scythe.</p> - -<p>At nine o'clock Jack went to the hay-field to -help Tom, while I put on the dinner, to which I -called them by flag at noon. In the afternoon -they returned to their haymaking, and by evening -they had a nice lot of hay in cocks which -would do to haul and stack next day. After finishing -the hay frame I worked at digging in the -dugout.</p> - -<p>Buffalo were to be seen on the prairie all about -us, and now and then a few antelope made their -appearance, but we were too busy to spare the -time to go out and kill any. Flocks of water-fowl—wild -geese, brants, ducks, and sand-hill -cranes—were seen and heard flying over and -sometimes alighted in the pond formed by the -beaver dam, and also seemed to come down at a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span> -point several miles down the creek, which indicated -that there was a body of water there.</p> - -<p>In the evening when the men had returned -from the hay-field we all stood for a while looking -down the valley and remarking on the appearance -of civilization imparted to the scene by the distant -flat dotted over with cocks of hay. But in the -morning at daylight, on again looking in that direction, -we were filled with indignation to see that -during the night a herd of buffalo had preempted -our hay-field and had trampled, horned, and scattered -all the nice cocks in every direction, and -were now bedded on the ground, probably chewing -their cuds in total indifference to our rights after -almost destroying the previous day's work of our -haymakers.</p> - -<p>"I'll make wolf bait of one of 'em for spite, so -I will," said Jack as he seized a rifle and started -down the hollow to get a shot.</p> - -<p>"Don't kill more'n one, Jack, just enough to -scare them off," suggested Tom as the irate Irishman -sneaked off down the ravine, "for we don't -want our hay ground littered up with dead buffalo -and dead wolf carcasses."</p> - -<p>For some minutes Tom and I stood watching -the buffalo to see what the Irishman would do for -them. They were all lying down in apparent perfect -contentment except one large bull. We kept -our eyes on the big bull and after a time saw the -huge beast drop, and immediately afterward the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span> -report of the rifle reached our ears. The rest of -the buffalo jumped to their feet in alarm at the -sound of the shot, but, instead of running away, -stood staring at the timber from whence Jack had -fired; and had he desired to do so he could probably -have remained in concealment and shot -several more, for the buffalo do not readily take -the hint of danger till they can see the enemy. -Presently we saw the herd stampede, and at the -same time our Irishman made his appearance, -running out of the timber shouting and firing -another shot over them to give them a good scare.</p> - -<p>"Our hay's ruined entirely," he said as he put -away his rifle and sat down to breakfast, "scattered -all about and tramped over. Even what we -left in the windrows is all horned and tossed about. -We may be able to rake up some of it, but it'll -be hardly worth the effort. But I took me satisfaction -out of that big fellow—I got a good broadside -shot at him and must have shot him through -the heart, for he dropped in his tracks. Peck had -better go down there this evening and put some -poison on the carcass, and be taking a few wolf -pelts, too, while we're a-haymaking."</p> - -<p>"Well," said Tom, "we'll have to stand these -night-prowling buffalo off some way, and I think -the best way will be for Peck to mount one of the -horses just before night and ride 'round the neighborhood -and drive off any herds that seem to be -heading toward our hay-field. I wouldn't kill<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span> -any more of them at present, for we can't spare -the time to do much wolf skinning, but just stampede -them and stand them off for a few days till -we get our hay cut and hauled; then you may go -for them, and the wolves, too. We don't often -have occasion to take the hide off a buffalo, but -I've been thinking it would be a good scheme to -skin a few of the first ones we kill till we get hides -enough to lay over the timbers on top of our dugouts -before we throw the dirt on, to keep the fine -dirt from sifting down on the inside; so, Peck, -you may as well take the hide off this one and -bring it up to camp when you go down there to -poison the meat for wolf bait.</p> - -<p>"While Jack and I are mowing to-day you can -look out a suitable place along up the ravine here -above camp where we can make a crossing, and -dig down the banks a little, throwing the dirt into -the hollow so's we can cross the wagon over; and -while we're hauling hay we'll just leave the wagon -over on the other side of the draw. We'll stack -the hay, as we haul it, on the bank, close up to -the stable so's it'll be handy.</p> - -<p>"And, mind you, that at no time and under no -circumstances must the camp guard leave camp."</p> - -<p>"Have you seen any fresh signs, Tom, that -make you think there's Indians about?" I asked.</p> - - - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i155.jpg" alt="Camp of the Wolf Hunters" /><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span></div> - -<p class="caption"><i>Camp of the Wolf Hunters</i></p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[Pg 140]</a></span>"Not a thing, but I want to keep you 'minded -with the idea that in this country 'eternal vigilance -is the price of life, liberty, and the pursuit -of happiness,' as the Bible says. We know how -tricky Injuns are, and, although we've seen no -fresh signs, a prowling party is likely to drop onto -us any time; and just think what a fix we'd be in -if they should happen to get into our camp and all -hands away. How completely they'd have the -drop on us! I'm not scared of them, nor trying -to scare you, but we've got to keep our eyes -peeled and be prepared all the time."</p> - -<p>"All right," I replied with an air of more confidence -than I really felt, "I guess Found and I -will be able to take care of camp."</p> - -<p>"Of course," continued Tom reassuringly, "all -Injuns ain't hostile, but we've got to keep on the -safe side; and if a party of them approaches our -camp at any time, even if they profess to be -friendly, we must stand them off and never allow -more than a few—just what we feel sure we can -handle—to come into camp at a time; and even -then, always keep your eyes on them and your -arms and cartridges handy."</p> - -<p>Leaving me with these cheerful subjects for -thought, the two men proceeded to their work.</p> - -<p>After they left I moved our horses and mules -across the ravine where the dog and I could guard -them on one side, while on the other the two haymakers -would be some protection. During the -forenoon I worked at the banks of the gulch, a -little above our tent, to make a crossing for the -wagon.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[Pg 141]</a></span>In searching for the place for a crossing for the -wagon I discovered a little spring of water trickling -out of the bank a few steps above our dugouts. -It was only a weak vein, but by digging a -pit under it, in which we planted an empty barrel, -we made a reservoir that furnished us an abundance -of good water.</p> - -<p>The discovery and improvement of this little -spring made our camp an ideal one. At first we -had expected to use backwater from the beaver -dam, but we soon realized that the trash from our -camp might render this water unfit for drinking -and cooking; and but for finding the spring we -should have been obliged to carry water from the -creek, which would have been laborious and inconvenient.</p> - -<p>When an occasional rain or melting snow flushed -out the trash in the ravine we could use that water -for our stock for a few days, but at other times -we watered them at the creek.</p> - -<p>I felt more confidence in the protection afforded -by our shepherd dog than in all the measures we -were taking for the safety of our outfit. With the -natural instinct of his breed, Found spent most -of his time out with the stock, always selecting a -position on some elevation between our animals -and camp where he could see all that was going -on in our neighborhood; and I was satisfied that -neither friend nor foe could approach without his -giving notice.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[Pg 142]</a></span>At noon when the men came in to dinner they -reported that they had raked up a good load of the -hay that had been scattered, and in the afternoon -they took the mules and wagon with them and -Tom brought the first load to camp on returning -in the evening, while Jack remained and began -skinning the dead buffalo. When I joined him -we soon stripped the hide off, applied the strychnine -to the carcass, and left it for the wolves.</p> - -<p>"First come, first served, will be the rule here -to-night," I remarked as we started to camp. -"The first wolves to reach the bait will probably -get laid out before they have time to get half -a feed, while those that come later may not get -strychnine enough to give them a bellyache."</p> - -<p>"How many do you expect to find in the morning?" -asked Jack.</p> - -<p>"Oh, about eight or ten for the first night will -be a pretty fair haul; but by to-morrow night I'll -poison the bait again, and by that time it ought -to catch more—maybe as many as twelve or fifteen—for -the scent of the dead buffalo will then -attract them from a greater distance."</p> - -<p>I did even better than I anticipated, for next -morning I found thirteen dead wolves lying around -the bait awaiting my skinning knife. Jack remained -in camp until I had skinned the wolves, -brought in the pelts and pegged them down to -dry, after which he took the team and went out -to the hay-field where Tom was mowing.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span>The dead buffalo only lasted for three nights' -baiting, by which time I had taken nearly fifty -pelts, some big gray wolves but mostly coyotes and -little yellow foxes. We killed no more buffalo for -wolf baits until the more important work was done.</p> - -<p>Our haymakers were now making a good showing, -bringing in and stacking a load at noon and -another at night, and in a week we had stacked -as much hay as we should need.</p> - -<p>While doing duty as camp guard, I had put in -all my spare time throwing dirt out of our stable -dugout and had the excavation about completed. -While Jack and I were doing a little trimming up -inside and cutting a doorway through the wall of -dirt on the side next the ravine, Tom had gone -into the timber and cut and split a lot of poles -and slabs to support the roof of dirt.</p> - -<p>First putting a small log, twenty-four feet long, -on the brink of each side of the excavation, to -serve as "plates" to rest the roof timbers on, we -then laid twelve-foot slabs and poles across from -side to side, as closely as they would fit, covering -the larger crevices with brush.</p> - -<p>"Now," said Tom, stepping back to take an -observation of our work when we had reached -this point, "ef we had buffalo-skins enough to -cover it, to keep the fine dirt from sifting through, -we'd be ready to go to throwing the dirt on an' -soon have the horses' stable finished up so's we -could go to work on our own quarters."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span>"Well, we can soon get them," I replied. "In -the morning Jack and I will go out and kill a few -buffalo and bring in the hides, and by to-morrow -night we can have this dugout about completed."</p> - -<p>Next morning the Irishman and I saddled up -and started out to secure the hides. We could -have killed what we needed out of the first band -we struck, but, as I wished to use the carcasses -for wolf baits, we decided to distribute the baits -at different points about the camp and not less -than a mile from it.</p> - -<p>We killed and skinned six bulls, making a complete -circuit of our camp, and by noon had returned -with the hides.</p> - -<p>After dinner we spread enough of them over the -roof timbers to completely cover them and then -set to work shovelling on the dirt, making quite -a mound of it. This finished our stable, except -for the mangers and feed-boxes inside and making -a door of some kind to close up the opening we -had cut through the bank. This last Tom made -next day by a frame of poles on which was tacked -a buffalo-hide. This door was hung on rawhide -hinges.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," said the old man as we topped -out the dirt roof and smoothed it up, "we've a -snug shelter here for our stock in case of need, -but, of course, we won't put 'em into it till we -have to. As long as it's fair they'll do better out -on the buffalo-grass, as they've been doing. Our<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span> -stable, hay, an' grain will be our reserve for -stormy weather or when the grass is covered with -snow. We must still work hard till we get our -own winter quarters finished up, an' then let the -weather turn loose—we'll be ready for it."</p> - -<p>Toward evening I made the round of the buffalo -carcasses and poisoned them for the night's catch -of wolves.</p> - -<p>As we gathered around the supper table in the -evening I suggested:</p> - -<p>"As I expect a big job of wolf skinning in the -morning, I guess I'll need help, and maybe I had -as well take Jack along with me and be breaking -him in."</p> - -<p>"All right," replied the Irishman, "if Tom says -so, I'm your huckleberry. How many skins are -you going to get this haul?"</p> - -<p>"Well, I don't know, but, putting it low, I ought -to find at least five or six around each bait, and -maybe twice that many, so you see, skinning, -bringing in, and pegging down thirty-five or forty -wolf pelts is no small job."</p> - -<p>"Well, it'll take the two of you the whole forenoon," -said Tom ruefully, "but the wolfskins -must be taken care of—that's what we're here for. -Still, I'm mighty anxious to get the other dugout -done, so I guess you'd better not kill any more -buffalo for bait unless we need some more of their -skins to cover our dugout. These six will keep -you a-poisoning and a-skinning for at least three<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span> -or four days to come, and all of that time there'll -not be much done on the dugout, for part of my -time'll be taken up doing the cooking an' camp -work. But go ahead with your wolf killing, for -every pelt cured is as good as six bits or a dollar -in pocket at the least calculation."</p> - -<p>After an early breakfast next morning Jack -and I mounted and started. We found fully as -big a job as I had anticipated, for the night's -catch yielded us over fifty wolfskins. It took us -most of the morning, brisk work, to get them all -gathered in, and our horses were so well loaded -with the hides that we had to walk and lead them -back to camp. Jack proved an apt pupil at wolf -skinning and soon could snatch a hide off as -quickly as I.</p> - -<p>When we reached camp with our loads we found -that Tom, with his usual foresight, had whittled -us out a good lot of pegs, which greatly assisted -us in disposing of the pelts, and we soon had them -stretched and pegged down, flesh side up, on a -smooth piece of ground near the tent where we -had already started a drying yard.</p> - -<p>Each evening, while there was anything left -for a wolf bait of the buffalo we had recently -killed, I made the round, poisoning the flesh, and -next morning Jack and I visited the baits, skinned -the dead wolves, brought in the pelts, and pegged -them down. This generally "spoiled" the forenoon, -while the afternoon would be spent in digging<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span> -our dugout; but, as our winter quarters were -to be only about half the size of the stable, we -soon had the new excavation finished.</p> - -<p>After putting the roof timbers on our dugout -we placed the stove in its corner, put on the extra -joints of pipe provided for the purpose, extending -it up through an opening in the slabs, and plastered -a lot of mud around the pipe to prevent it -setting fire to the timbers. Then spreading buffalo-hides -over the timbers, we heaped up the -earth on it, as we had on the other one, and our -winter residence was ready for its furniture and -tenants.</p> - -<p>Our ten-foot-square room was rather cramped -quarters to hold us and all that we had designed -to put in it, and we found it necessary still to use -the tent to store such of our plunder as would not -need protection from the cold.</p> - -<p>Without giving any reason, Tom insisted on -moving the tent up as close against the rear side -of the pile of dirt that constituted the roof of our -dugout as we could get it. I suspected then that -this was one of his strategic plans, and a few days -later my surmise was verified when we found him -at work digging a tunnel from the dugout room -to the centre of the tent. By this underground -connection we could go from one place to the other -without being exposed and, if necessary, could -use the tent as a lookout station.</p> - -<p>On the evening that we moved into the dugout,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span> -as we sat down to our first meal in winter quarters, -Tom remarked with evident satisfaction:</p> - -<p>"Now, men, we've got things in shape so -that we're ready for a cold snap, snow-storm, or -norther ef one chances to come this way. From -now on we can take it easier. There will be a lot -of trimming an' tidying up to do about camp yet -for several days, an' while I'm putting on the finishing -touches you two can light out and go to -poisoning wolves an' trapping beaver or hunting -any other game that you can find. You ought to -explore the neighborhood for ten or twelve miles -around in every direction. It's about time, too, -for one of us to take a trip over to the fort to -get our mail an' find out what's going on in the -world."</p> - -<p>"Well, Tom, what are the orders for to-morrow?" -said I.</p> - -<p>"Why, you an' Jack had better go out an' kill a -few more buffalo for baits an' Jack can set his -traps for some more beaver. You might both of -you ride up or down the creek for a few miles now -and then, to learn the country like an' maybe -pick up an antelope or some wild geese or ducks, -to make a change in our bill of fare. An' about -to-morrow or next day or the day after, when I -get things pretty well shaped up about camp, I -think I'll ride over to the fort an' get our mail -an' see what's going on in the United States."</p> - -<p>"In a little while," remarked Jack, "if our luck<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span> -holds out, we'll be gettin' a big lot of wolfskins -dried. How are we going to stow 'em away to -take care of 'em till spring?"</p> - -<p>"Well," replied Tom, "in a few days I'll rig up -a lever to press 'em with, an' then as fast as we -get a hundred or so dried we'll put fifty of 'em in -a pile, press 'em down tight, an' tie 'em in bales -with rawhide strips an' then store the bales away -in the tent."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XIII<br /> - -<small>KILLED BY THE INDIANS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>For the next few days we were all very busy. -Tom was putting the finishing touches on -our quarters, while Jack and I were doing the -trapping, baiting, and skinning. I assisted Jack -in trapping beaver and he helped me in killing -buffalo and taking care of the wolfskins.</p> - -<p>While working at these tasks we were riding the -surrounding country, east and west, up and down -the creek, and north and south in open prairie. -At a distance of about three miles down the creek, -on the north side, we found a series of connected -sloughs leading off from the creek out into the -prairie bottom, through which a string of little -ponds ran for about a mile and then united with -the main stream again.</p> - -<p>These sloughs, bordered by a rank growth of -rushes, made excellent feeding-grounds for water-fowl. -It was easy here to procure all the ducks, -geese, brant, and sand-hill cranes that we wished. -On the prairie were plenty of antelope, with now -and then a few deer and elk in the timber along the -creek. Everywhere were seen bleached and bleaching -buffalo bones—too common a feature of the -landscape to attract more than a passing glance.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span>One day Jack and I had been killing some buffalo -for wolf baits on the high prairie south of our -camp. We had become separated by a couple of -miles; each had killed his buffalo, and I had poisoned -mine and started to Jack, who was waiting -for me to prepare his buffalo for the wolves -also. As I rode through a scattered lot of bones, -where several animals seemed to have been killed -together, I noticed among the lot a human skull. -Looking more closely, I saw other human bones -of the same skeleton and those of a horse, the -hoofs of which, with the shoes still on, showed -that it had not been an Indian's horse. Bones of -wolves lay among the others.</p> - -<p>Here, then, seemed the evidences of a past -tragedy, and, wishing to have Jack come and help -to read the signs, I rode out clear of this bone-yard, -fired a shot from my rifle to attract his attention, -and then began riding around in a circle—the -usual signal in such cases—to call him to me.</p> - -<p>He understood and galloped toward me. While -he was coming I walked about among the relics, -trying to solve the mystery of which these bones -were the record. They had been somewhat scattered, -by the wolves that had picked them, but -their general lay indicated pretty clearly the relative -situation of the man and animals at the time -of their death. The bones had probably not been -there more than about a year.</p> - -<p>Although somewhat mixed and scattered, the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span> -general lay of the bones seemed to show the buffalo -on one side, the horse on the other, and the man -between them. The man's skull had a small bullet -hole through it at the temples, which sufficiently -indicated the immediate cause of his death; -but whether this shot had come from an enemy -or had been self-inflicted could not be determined -by the signs.</p> - -<p>While thus trying to interpret the indications, -Jack reached me.</p> - -<p>"Here, Jack, has been a man, horse, and buffalo -killed," I said as he halted, "and from the looks -of things, I think it happened about a year ago. -Help me to read the signs. The horse was a -white man's horse, for the hoofs, you see, have -shoes on."</p> - -<p>"That ain't sure proof," replied he, "for the -horse might have been lately captured or stolen -from the whites. But, hold on!" he exclaimed -after a moment's survey of the bone-yard, as, -stooping, he picked up what proved to be the -lower jaw-bone of the human skull. "This settles -it. This says he was a white man, for here's -a gold plug in one tooth."</p> - -<p>"Well, that settles one important point," I replied. -"But how did the buffalo, man, and horse -happen to die so close together?"</p> - -<p>"Seems to me," said Jack, still walking about -scrutinizing the relics, "it could have happened in -only one or two ways. Either the man and his<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[Pg 153]</a></span> -horse have been killed by a wounded bull, an' the -bull then fell an' died with 'em, or—which is -more likely—the man killed the buffalo an', while -busy cutting some of the meat out, was corralled -by Injuns. How do you read it?"</p> - -<p>"The signs disprove your first proposition, -Jack," I answered, "but confirm the second. If -it had been an accident from a wounded bull there -would be some such remains as the metallic parts -of his gun or pistol, or buttons, spurs, buckles, and -so forth; but you see there's not a thing of that -kind to be seen. If he was killed by Indians they -would have carried off all his and his horse's -equipments; and I think that is what happened."</p> - -<p>"I guess you're right," admitted Jack. "It -must have been the work of Injuns."</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i171.jpg" alt="It must have been the work of Injuns." /></div> - -<p class="caption">"It must have been the work of Injuns."</p> - -<p>Just then he stopped and picked up an old -bleached buffalo shoulder-blade that seemed to -have been carefully placed, flat side down, on top -of the weather-whitened skull of the older set of -bones. "Halloo! what's this?" he exclaimed excitedly -as he began scanning the bone. "Here -it is, Peck. This'll tell us something about it if -we can only make out the writing. See if you can -make it out."</p> - -<p>On the flat side of the shoulder-blade was dimly -pencilled a partially obliterated and nervously -written inscription. It was without date, and -yet enough of the wording was legible to enable<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[Pg 154]</a></span> -us to make out the following message from the -dead man:</p> - - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i170.jpg" alt="Cut off and surrounded by Injens" /></div> -<p class="caption">Cut off and surrounded by<br /> -Injens Woonded—laying between<br /> -ded hors and ded buffalow<br /> -standing them off.<br /> -Catriges nearly all gon<br /> -God hep me<br /> -John S. Kel<br /> -Gran<br /> -Mo.</p> - - - -<p>The name seemed to be something like Kelton, -Kelsey, or Kelley, and several of the other words -were so imperfectly written that I had to guess -them out. We guessed the name of the town to -be Granby, Missouri.</p> - -<p>As I finished rendering my interpretation of the -inscription Jack said, as he devoutly crossed himself:</p> - -<p>"'God help me!' the poor fellow said, an' no -doubt the Good Man took pity on him an' let -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[Pg 155]</a></span>him in at the gate, for the good Book do tell us -that he never was known to go back on such a -prayer as that. Well, he must have hurted some -of them Injuns in the row. It would be a satisfaction -to find some sign that he got away with -some of 'em; so let's mount an' take a circuit -'round over the prairie for two or three hundred -yards out an' see if we can find anything."</p> - -<p>We did so and were rewarded by finding the -bones of two small horses, probably Indian ponies -that the man had shot in defending his position.</p> - -<p>"That's some satisfaction," said Jack as we returned, -"for it's more'n likely that he killed some -of the Injuns, too. Well, what'll we do with these -things?" pointing to the skull, jaw-bone, and buffalo -shoulder-blade.</p> - -<p>"I was thinking of taking them back to camp -with us," I replied, "to see what Tom will say."</p> - -<p>"Just what I was thinkin'," said Jack, dismounting -and preparing to tie the skull and jawbone -to his saddle. "I'll carry these an' you can -carry the shoulder-blade. You'd better carry it -in your hand, an' be careful of it so's not to rub -out the writin' any more, for it's hard enough to -make out as it is."</p> - -<p>Of course Tom was interested in the memorials -we brought and asked us many questions about -the signs we had found.</p> - -<p>After giving him time to study the problem out, -I asked:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[Pg 156]</a></span>"Well, Tom, what do you make of it?"</p> - -<p>"It's my guess," he replied deliberately, holding -the skull up before him as though reading its history, -"that this man was a wolf hunter, like ourselves, -an' if so there'll be more of this affair to -be discovered hereabouts. He had killed that buffalo -for wolf bait, 'cause if he'd been after meat -he'd 'a' killed a younger one, or a cow, for you -say the bones showed it was a big bull. A man -wouldn't be so far away from the Santa Fé road -huntin' buffalo without he had a camp in this -neighborhood. If he had a camp he's had a -pardner or two, an' what must have become of -them? Their camp must have been somewheres -along the creek, not far from here. Have either -of you seen any signs of such a layout in your -rambles up or down the creek?"</p> - -<p>"No," I answered, "but, then, neither of us has -been more than about three miles up or down."</p> - -<p>"Well, after this, when you go up or down the -creek make your trips extend a little farther each -time till you've covered at least ten or twelve -miles each way; an' by keeping your eyes peeled -you may be able to find some remains of a hunter's -camp or some sign that'll give us something -more about this. This man came to his death -about as you an' Jack guessed it; that is, while -getting ready to poison his buffalo for wolf bait -the Injuns came onto him an' surrounded him."</p> - -<p>"I think," I interrupted him to say, "that he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[Pg 157]</a></span> -had probably already poisoned the buffalo, for I -noticed the bones of several wolves there, which -would go to show that the wolves had died from -eating the poisoned meat of the buffalo."</p> - -<p>"Well, yes—likely," returned Tom. "He put -up a good fight, though, from what you say, an' -seems to have been a man that's had some previous -experience in that line. Did you notice -any bullet hole in his horse's skull?"</p> - -<p>"No. I looked for that, but there was no sign -that the horse had been shot in the head; but he -might have been shot elsewhere."</p> - -<p>"'Tain't likely," replied the old man thoughtfully, -"for you say the horse's bones show that -he died close to the buffalo, an' the man in between -'em, as his bones show an' the writing on -the shoulder-blade says. He must have cut its -throat. How far off from the man's bones was -the bones of the Injun ponies that you found?"</p> - -<p>"About three hundred yards," I replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, he must have had a Sharp's rifle,<a name="FNanchor_D_4" id="FNanchor_D_4"></a><a href="#Footnote_D_4" class="fnanchor">[D]</a> for -a muzzle-loader wouldn't kill that far. But he's -had a navy pistol, too, for this shot he give himself -was a navy ball."</p> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[Pg 158]</a></span>And taking a navy bullet out of his pocket, -Tom showed us that it would just fit the hole in -the skull.</p> - -<p>"He's been right-handed, too," continued the -old man, "for the ball went in on the right side -an' come out on the left. You see, the little -hole is clean-cut on the right side but bigger an' -ragged on the left where it come out. That tells -where it went in an' where it come out. When -he wrote that note on the old shoulder-blade he's -been getting nervous, or maybe weak from loss -of blood. It's a pity, though, that he didn't set -down his name an' the town where he come from -a little plainer so's we could write to his folks -an' let 'em know what become of him. But, like -many another poor devil that's been wiped out -by Injuns, his people'll never know where, when, -or how he died.</p> - -<p>"Well," continued the old man after a pause, -"I b'lieve I'll ride over to the fort to-morrow; an' -get our mail an' come back next day, an' I guess -I'll just take them things along," pointing to the -bones, "an' maybe some o' the folks over there -can tell me somethin' more about this affair. If -anybody knows anything about it French Dave'll -know, for he's been among the Injuns a good -deal an' would be likely to have heard something -about it."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[Pg 159]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XIV<br /> - -<small>SATANTA'S STORY</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Next day, mounted on Black Prince, Tom -started for Fort Larned. He had stowed -the skull of the supposed deceased wolf hunter in -a gunny sack tied to his saddle, but the buffalo -shoulder-blade he wrapped carefully in the fur of -a fox skin, to make sure that no chafing should -further obliterate the already obscure record.</p> - -<p>These relics he intended to submit to the best -sign readers to be found about the fort, to ascertain -if any light could be thrown on the supposed -tragedy.</p> - -<p>As I was writing a letter to send in by Tom, -Jack remarked: "We ought to have a name for -our camp, a place to date letters from, something -more than just 'Camp on Walnut Creek.'"</p> - -<p>"That wouldn't be a bad idea," I replied, "but -what shall we call it? The only things we see -here are buffaloes, coyotes, and antelopes, with a -few prairie-dogs and rattlesnakes. How would it -do to call our place 'Camp Antelope'?"</p> - -<p>"I think it would be more to the point," said -Jack, "to call it 'Camp Coyote.'"</p> - -<p>"Well," said Tom, "why not compromise and -call it 'Camp Coyotelope'?"</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[Pg 160]</a></span>"Let it be so," said I, and I so dated my letter, -and from that time on we spoke of our winter -home as Camp Coyotelope.</p> - -<p>Nothing unusual happened while Tom was gone. -Jack tended his traps, while I did the wolf baiting -and skinning.</p> - -<p>On the second evening, just in time for supper, -Tom returned from Fort Larned, bringing our -mail, and as we gathered around the table we -asked him anxiously what he had learned about -the dead man.</p> - -<p>"A whole lot," replied the old man between -mouthfuls, "an' not just what I wanted to find out, -either. None of 'em could make out the man's -name or where he come from any nigher than we -did. I went right to the adjutant's office, where -I found several of the officers, an' when I brought -out the bones an' told 'em the story they became -interested. One officer had heard something -about a party of hunters being wiped out by the -Injuns about a year ago, but he didn't know the -particulars. That writing on the old shoulder-blade -attracted 'em most, an' each one had to -take it an' examine it. But they couldn't make -it out.</p> - -<p>"I suggested to the adjutant that maybe French -Dave might know something, an' he sent an orderly -for Dave right away, an', sure enough, the -ol' French-Canadian did know something.</p> - -<p>"Ol' Dave asked me: 'Where you find 'em?'<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[Pg 161]</a></span> -An' then I told him all I knew about the matter, -an' what the signs seemed to show, an' read to him -the writing on the shoulder-blade, for Dave can -neither read nor write. He studied awhile an' -then said: 'Yes—mus' be same lot. I know -'bout yother two. See 'em bones where Injuns -kill 'em. No see this one bones, but Satanta tell -me 'bout it one day. Mus' be same one.'</p> - -<p>"The story of the affair," continued Tom, "as I -gathered it from Dave, is about thisaway: Three -wolf hunters with a wagon an' team had established -their camp on Walnut Creek, an' from what -Dave says the remains of that camp an' the bones -of two of the men must be down the creek from -here about five miles, on the same side we are on.</p> - -<p>"These wolf hunters had just fairly got established -when Satanta an' about twenty of his men -come along, one day, just in time to see this fellow, -whose bones you found, a-starting off on the -prairie to kill a buffalo an' poison it for wolves. -The Injuns hadn't been seen by the white men, -an' after this one was gone Satanta kept his men -out of sight of the wolf hunters, all except one -besides himself, an' him an' this one rode out in -sight of the white men an' made signs of friendship, -an' the wolf hunters let 'em come into their -camp. After begging some grub from the white -men the two Injuns made themselves very agreeable -an' friendly, an' by and by a few more of -the Kiowas dropped along an' was allowed to come<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</a></span> -into the camp; for I s'pose they seemed so friendly -that the white men thought it wouldn't look neighborly -to show any suspicion of such good Injuns.</p> - -<p>"Satanta told Dave, bragging how slick he -worked it, that when he got these wolf hunters in -a proper frame of mind an' saw that the sign was -right, he give the word, an' they turned loose and -killed the two men before they had time to realize -the trap they'd got into.</p> - -<p>"Then, after plundering the camp, a warrior -called Lame Deer took six others an' started off -to follow up an' take in the man they'd seen going -away, for fear that he might somehow get wind -of the affair before coming back to camp and get -away.</p> - -<p>"They overtook him, so Satanta told Dave, -just after the man had killed a buffalo, skinned -part of the hide back, an', as the Injuns supposed, -was about to cut out some o' the hump steak; an', -just as we made it out by the signs, the man, seeing -the desperate fix he was in, had cut his horse's -throat to make a breastwork of his carcass on one -side, an', with the buffalo on the other, had got -down between 'em an' give the Injuns a rattlin' -good fight, killin' one Kiowa, badly woundin' another, -an' killin' the two ponies you found the -bones of.</p> - -<p>"But they got him at last—at least he killed -himself when he was down to his last cartridge—an' -then they piled onto him an' stripped every<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</a></span> -stitch of clothes off his body, but, seein' that the -man had committed suicide, their superstitions -kept 'em from scalping him or mutilating his -body.</p> - -<p>"An', now comes a gratifying part of the proceedings, -as told to Dave by Satanta, that the -signs didn't reveal to us. When Lame Deer an' -his party had stripped the dead man an' his horse -of all their equipments an' was gittin' ready to -return to Satanta's party at the hunters' camp, -some of the Injuns concluded to cut out a big -chunk of the hump steak of the buffalo that the -white man had just stripped the hide off of an' -intended to cut out the steak himself, as they -s'posed.</p> - -<p>"But it turned out that the white man had unconsciously -set a death-trap for some of 'em; for -he had already poisoned the skinned side of the -buffalo, and when the Injuns got back to the -camp an' cooked an' eat their fresh hump steak -all that eat the fresh meat was poisoned, an' four -of 'em kicked the bucket right there.</p> - -<p>"Well, sir, Dave says, this so scared the rest of -the Injuns that, although they had packed their -ponies with a lot of the white men's provender, -they were afraid to use any of the food, an' so -they piled all of it into the white men's wagon -an' set fire to it an' burned the whole business.</p> - -<p>"Then, packing the bodies of their dead warriors -on their ponies, they made their way back<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</a></span> -to their main village, some miles down the creek, -a little the loser in the long run, for, although they -had killed the three white men an' destroyed -their outfit, it had cost 'em five warriors.</p> - -<p>"The wiping out of these wolf hunters," Tom -went on, "corroborates what I've often told you, -an' what your own experience ought to teach -you, that it's never safe to depend on the friendship -of Injuns—'specially Kiowas. Whenever they -can get a good chance at a white man, or a small -party of whites, they don't hesitate to murder 'em—an' -'specially a party of hunters, for that class -they consider their natural enemies on account of -the hunters killing what the Injuns claim to be the -red man's game.</p> - -<p>"I left them bones with the adjutant over to -the fort," continued Tom, "as he thought maybe -somebody might come along who could throw more -light on the mystery. Then I called on Weisselbaum -an' told him we were just a-gettin' under -good headway poisoning wolves, trapping beaver, -an' so forth, an' he offered to buy all our catch—wanted -to make a bargain with me right then—but -I stood him off, for I think maybe we can do -better to take our skins into Leavenworth. Some -of the officers wanted to know if we couldn't bring -'em over a saddle of antelope for their mess whenever -one of us goes over there for our mail. I -guess we can do it just as well as not an' make a -little spending money on the side; an', besides, it's<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[Pg 165]</a></span> -always a good idea to be on good terms with the -officers at the post, for we may want favors from -them now an' then."</p> - -<p>Since moving into our dugout we had found -ourselves so much more cramped for room than -we had been in the tent that, following Tom's -suggestion and example, we had each built himself -a swinging frame of poles with a buffalo-hide -stretched over it on which to spread our beds. -During the day we kept these hanging bunks -triced up to the timbers overhead, out of the -way, lowering them to within a couple of feet of -the floor to sleep in after supper each evening. -We found them a luxury compared with sleeping -on the hard ground.</p> - -<p>Next day, after Tom's return from the fort, -Jack and I rode down the creek to look for the -bones of the wolf hunters of whom French Dave -had told Tom and had little difficulty in finding -them, for the burnt remains of their little log -cabin, on the prairie, a little way from the timber, -attracted us and guided us to the spot. The -bones of the two men had been scattered by the -wolves, but the irons of their burnt wagon were -lying just where the fire had left them.</p> - -<p>That their camp had been established at a reasonable -distance from the timber and otherwise -well located in a defensive point of view showed -that these men had had some knowledge of the -dangers to be guarded against from hostile Indians<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[Pg 166]</a></span> -and that they had probably been plainsmen -of experience; but, as Tom said, their fatal error -was in allowing too many Indians to come into -their camp.</p> - -<p>We were now—about the middle of December—"doing -a land-office business," as Jack expressed -it, in taking wolf pelts, gathering them in daily -about as fast as we could take care of them. Jack -was doing well also in beaver trapping, having -already accumulated a lot of fine furs.</p> - -<p>Tom had rigged up a press by means of which -we put the skins into compact bales and stowed -them away in the tent. The tunnel connecting -the dugout and tent came up into the latter right -in the centre, between the legs of the iron tripod -that supported the tent-pole, and he placed the -bales of skins in a close wall all around the tent, -leaving an open space in the centre around the -tripod, and I asked him why.</p> - -<p>"This tent," he answered, "will be our lookout -station and also our 'bomb-proof' in case of -need."</p> - -<p>"The bales of fur'll make it bullet-proof, all -right," I replied, "but I don't see how we can see -out after you get that bank of wolfskins piled up -toward the tops of the doors."</p> - -<p>"When we get them up that high," said Tom, -"I intend to cut three or four loopholes in the -canvas, about big enough to look through an' shoot -out of, an' over each hole, to keep out the weather,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[Pg 167]</a></span> -I'll sew a flap that can be tucked up or let down to -suit circumstances."</p> - -<p>"Great head," said Jack. "A good general was -spoiled when Tom enlisted."</p> - -<p>"'In time of peace, prepare for war,' was one -of George Washington's maxims," said Tom, "an' -never was more sensible advice given for either -individual or nation."</p> - -<p>Usually Jack and I did most of the hunting and -scouting around over the adjacent country, but -now and then Tom would strike out for a short -trip up or down the creek on his own account.</p> - -<p>One day, after being out for a short time, he -came hurrying back and began to delve in the -mess-chest, inquiring for a fish-hook and line that -he had seen there, declaring that he had just -found a lot of fresh otter tracks on the bank of the -creek.</p> - -<p>"Why, Tom," asked Jack innocently, "do they -catch otter with fish-hooks?"</p> - -<p>"No, you numskull," replied the old man impatiently, -"the fish-hook and line is to catch fish -to bait traps for the otter.</p> - -<p>"Now, then, Jack," continued the old man after -finding his fishing-tackle and assuring himself that -it was in good condition, "come along with me -down to the beaver dam, an' while I catch a fish -or two for bait you pull up a couple of your beaver -traps an' we'll set for otter."</p> - -<p>"Well, I guess I can spare you a couple of traps<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[Pg 168]</a></span> -now," replied Jack. "I ain't catching as many -beavers lately as when I first started in. I think -I'm getting the herd pretty well thinned out. -But I've done pretty well at trapping, for I've -took some thirty odd nice beaver skins besides a -few muskrats."</p> - -<p>A few hours later the two men returned to camp -after having caught some fish and baited and set -the traps for otter, and next morning, taking Jack -with him, Tom found, on visiting his traps and fishing -them up out of the water, a fine otter fastened -by a leg in each trap and drowned. Later Tom -took a number of otter skins, but they were by -no means as numerous as the beaver.</p> - -<p>Black Prince, after he became accustomed to -it, was a much better buffalo horse than either -of the mustangs, though, when two mounted -hunters went out, the buckskin bronco, Vinegar, -did pretty well for that work. The gray mare, -Polly, could not be brought near enough to a -buffalo to be used as a hunter. Now and then -Jack and I went afoot down to the slough to kill -some ducks or geese. Our shepherd dog Found -was a good retriever, and when we went gunning -for water-fowl we generally took him along to -bring ashore any birds killed on the water.</p> - -<p>"I want to remind you men," said Tom one -day, "that this fine weather we've been having -can't, in the nature of things, last much longer. -We're liable to have a cold rain, turning to a sleet<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[Pg 169]</a></span> -or snow-storm, or maybe a regular old blizzard -swooping down on us now soon, an' we must be -prepared for it. Our camp's in pretty good shape, -but we haven't fitted ourselves out with fur caps -an' mittens an' other fixings to enable us to stand -the winds of winter. I propose that we put in -our spare time for the next few days a-dressing -some hides, an' then a-cutting out and making us -a good fur cap an' pair of mittens apiece, an' -something in the way of buffalo overshoes, too, -to slip on over our boots, an' a wolfskin overcoat -apiece.</p> - -<p>"Now, the first thing to do is to select the hides -to be used an' flesh 'em, an' then get out that -package of alum that we brought along to tan -'em with an' go to dressing 'em. Those little -yellow fox skins ain't worth much to sell, but they -will be just the things for caps an' mittens. I've -got an old buffalo robe that we can cut up for -overshoes an' put rawhide soles to 'em. As for -myself, I've been thinking that the next time I -go over to the fort I'll see if I can find enough -dressed buffalo calfskins in Weisselbaum's stock—it'll -only take about six or eight—to make me -an overcoat; for a buffalo calfskin overcoat is a -mighty serviceable garment for winter wear."</p> - -<p>"You're right, they are," said Jack, "but I -guess me an' Peck'll have to put up with a coyote -coat apiece for knockin' around here this winter, -and when we get back to Leavenworth we'll have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[Pg 170]</a></span> -a stylish overcoat of beaver skins put up for next -winter. What do you say, Peck?"</p> - -<p>"I'm favorable," I replied, "but, as this is a -partnership business, of course we'll have to pay -Tom for his interest in the beaver skins."</p> - -<p>"Well," said the old man, "I'll balance the account -with you this way. I'll make it a stand-off, -if I get otter skins enough, by having me a -fancy overcoat made of them."</p> - -<p>The caps, mittens, overshoes, and coats were -duly made and gave us much comfort during the -storms of winter.</p> - -<p>Game continued plenty. We often killed antelope -within a few rods of our dugout and sometimes -had to turn out in the night and help the -dog drive a herd of buffalo out of camp.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[Pg 171]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XV<br /> - -<small>WILD BILL VISITS US</small></h2></div> - - -<p>In preparing for a probable blizzard we had -hauled up several loads of good, dry wood and -chopped much of it into stove wood, carrying it -into our quarters and stowing it away in the -tunnel, still leaving a passageway, however. We -found that the tunnel acted as a flue and caused -such a draught through our little room that we -were forced to temporarily close up the opening -in the tent by placing a bale of wolfskins over the -hole. We now put our stock into their dugout -stable at night, giving them a little hay to gnaw -at, and during the day, when not in use, we kept -them out on the dry buffalo-grass. As yet we were -feeding them no grain, saving that for a time of -need.</p> - -<p>"From now on," Tom said, "I want you men -to be particular to put harness, tools, an' everything -under shelter of nights, so that we can find -these things when we want 'em, for we're liable -to get up 'most any morning now and find a couple -of feet of snow on the ground an' this ravine between -us an' the stable drifted level full. In that -case we'll want the spade an' shovel to clear away a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[Pg 172]</a></span> -passage to the stable door, so's we can 'tend to the -stock; for a blizzard is liable to keep up the howl -for several days an' nights; an' during such a spell -we won't dare to poke our noses out of the shanty -further than to feed the stock. We'll fix Found a -comfortable bed in the tent, between the stacks -of wolfskins, where he can be of some service as a -sentry without being too much exposed, but in -case of a very keen spell we'll bring him into the -dugout."</p> - -<p>Previous to this time Jack and I had explored -the country for a distance of ten or twelve miles -in every direction—not looking for game particularly, -for that was always plenty close around -camp, but for signs of the presence of Indians. -We had discovered, however, no fresh signs—nothing -to indicate that Indians had visited this -part of the country more recently than a couple -of months past. This fact encouraged us, and we -hoped that we would be fortunate enough to finish -our winter's work undisturbed. Still, Indians -were likely to be moving about occasionally, even -at this time of the year, and might yet discover -our camp, in which case they might make it unpleasant -for us.</p> - -<p>This part of the plains was sometimes ranged -over by the Cheyennes, Arapahoes, and other -tribes, but had been for some time past the special -range of the Kiowas, who, under the leadership -of Satank, Satanta, and Big Tree, were ever<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[Pg 173]</a></span> -ready to wipe out a small party when the opportunity -presented.</p> - -<p>While we relied somewhat on our proximity -to Fort Larned as a protection from Indian depredations, -we felt that our only real security was -in not being discovered by the Kiowas until our -hunting season was over and we were ready to -break camp and return to the settlements.</p> - -<p>On Tom's last trip over to the fort he had -learned that our old Company K, First Cavalry, -together with the other three companies from Fort -Wise, under command of Captain Elmer Otis, had -passed by Fort Larned a few days before, <i>en route</i> -to Fort Leavenworth and the war.</p> - -<p>We were all sorry that we had not learned of the -passing of our old command in time for one of our -party, at least, to meet them at Fort Larned and -exchange gossip with them; and Jack was regretting -that he had not re-enlisted, instead of going -wolf hunting, so that he could now be going to -the front with them. He feared that the fighting -would be all over and the war brought to a close -before he got a chance at it.</p> - -<p>"Don't you fret about this war coming to a -close before you can get a whack at them rebels," -said Tom. "It's just a-getting under good headway -now, an' there'll be lots of good fighting yet -for you and me; and more'n likely, if we live -through it, we'll be longing for peace long before -peace comes again."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[Pg 174]</a></span>Our tent was fast becoming filled with bales of -wolfskins, and one day I asked:</p> - -<p>"Tom, what are we going to do for some place -to store our wolfskins? Our tent is nearly full, -and we are still taking them, and the season isn't -half through."</p> - -<p>"I've been thinking about that, too," replied -the old man, "and I guess I'll make another trip -over to the fort to-morrow to get them buffalo calfskins -for my overcoat, an' while I'm over there I'll -try to get the use of an empty room there among -the old dobes where we can store 'em; an' we can -take a wagon-load over from time to time as the -tent gets too full."</p> - -<p>Next day he went to the fort, returning on the -following evening, with a lot of Indian-dressed -buffalo calfskins for his overcoat, and reported -that he had engaged an unused room of Weisselbaum -wherein to store our baled skins.</p> - -<p>Tom soon had a very serviceable overcoat made -from the calfskins—far better than the coyote -coats Jack and I had made us—lining it with a -red blanket and covering the collar and cuffs with -muskrat skins, which have a beautiful fur, somewhat -similar to the beaver in color but not so -heavy.</p> - -<p>As yet we had had but one light fall of snow—nothing -like a storm—and it had soon passed off, -the weather continuing fair but quite cold of -nights and mornings.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[Pg 175]</a></span>One day, as we were about to sit down to dinner, -my attention was arrested by a whoop or two that -had a familiar sound, and, on looking out on the -trail toward the fort, I saw a mounted man coming -at a gallop. Found, too, seemed to think he had -heard that whoop before, for he ran up onto the -dirt roof of our dugout, looked and listened a -moment at the approaching horseman, and when -the shout was repeated he hesitated no longer -but with a wild yelp of recognition dashed away -to meet the newcomer.</p> - -<p>I had just time to call to my comrades in the -dugout: "See here, men, I believe it's Wild Bill," -when, as they came rushing out, I noticed the -mounted man halt suddenly and roll off his horse -as the dog met him, and in a moment more Found -and his master were rolling over the ground hugging -each other in mad delight, while Bill's horse -stood looking on in apparent astonishment at their -wild antics.</p> - -<p>As Bill came walking up to camp, leading his -horse, with Found prancing and yelping about -him, I thought I had never seen a dog so nearly -crazy with delight. No doubt, Found had often -thought of his absent master and had wondered -what had become of him and whether he would -ever see him again; and now they were reunited, -and both seemed overjoyed at the meeting.</p> - -<p>After hearty greetings and handshakes all around -the scout tied his horse to a wheel of the wagon<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</a></span> -while we all retired to the dugout, where our dinners -were in danger of getting cold, and were soon -seated around the mess box, eating and talking, -for we all had a great deal to say to Bill, and he -to us. Found had huddled down beside his master -and was not neglected.</p> - -<p>"I hope you've come to stay several days with -us, Bill," said Tom.</p> - -<p>"No, boys," replied the scout; "I'll stay with -you to-night, but I've got to get back to the fort -to-morrow. You see, the regulars are going away -before long, and the troops that's coming to take -their places are volunteers and, of course, green -as grass about frontier service and managing -Injuns; an' so me an' French Dave an' a few other -ol' hands have got to get out an' scout around -and find out where the Injuns are at an' try to -find out how they're feelin' toward the whites, an' -so forth. That's what I was sent out here ahead -of the volunteers for. But when I get back to -the fort I'll be close enough to come over an' take -a square meal with you every now and then."</p> - -<p>Leaving Bill and Tom to talk while the old man -cleared up the dishes, Jack and I went out to attend -to the stock; and the Irishman suggested -that while I took our two broncos out of the stable -and staked them on the lee side of the haystack -he would unsaddle the scout's horse and put him -in the stable. When Bill came out and found -what he had done he remonstrated.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</a></span>"Now, boys, I don't want you to go to any -trouble on my account, for I'm used to taking -things as they come, an' my horse is, too. I'm -afraid it'll be hard on your broncos to turn 'em -out in the cold."</p> - -<p>"Not a bit of it," replied Jack. "The weather's -not bad now, an' they're tough, anyway. You see, -we don't have the honor of entertainin' the Honorable -William Hickock, Esq., every day, an' we -want to treat him so well that he'll come again."</p> - -<p>"Well, I'll sure do it," replied the scout; then -taking a look at our camp and surrounding -grounds, he added: "Boys, you've certainly -picked out an' built a good camp an' planned -everything handy for your winter's work. I -think I can see ol' Tom's handiwork all through -this layout."</p> - -<p>"You're right," said Jack; "if it wasn't for ol' -Tom's brains I don't know what we'd do."</p> - -<p>Going into the stable again, Jack brought out -Black Prince to show him to Bill.</p> - -<p>"This is the horse that we captured from them -jayhawkers back t'other side of Council Grove," -he said as he led the black out for the scout's -inspection.</p> - -<p>"He's a fine-lookin' fellow, Jack. Is he any -good?"</p> - -<p>"You bet. One of the best horses for all-'round -service I ever saw," replied the enthusiastic Irishman.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</a></span>We had a great time that afternoon relating to -Bill all the happenings since we parted with him -in Leavenworth, and after supper we still had -plenty to talk about by candle-light.</p> - -<p>"Boys, you seem to have taken good care of -Found," said Bill, stroking the dog's head again -for the thousandth time, "judging by his looks -and the contented way he's stuck to you. Has -he been any account to you?"</p> - -<p>"That he has," replied Jack. "He's one of -the best and smartest dogs I ever saw. I don't -know how we'd get along without him."</p> - -<p>"Well, I guess he may as well make his home -with you as long as you stay here, for I'll be away -from the post pretty often, an' I wouldn't like to -leave him there to run with everybody; but if -you've no objections I'll take him over to Larned -with me to-morrow, just to give him a little exercise -an' let him renew old acquaintance with the -soldiers an' officers, for they all know him; an' -I'll be coming by this way in a day or so again—for -I expect I'll have to take a trip over to the -Smoky Hill to locate the Kiowas—an' then I'll -leave him with you again."</p> - -<p>"All right, Bill, he's your dog," replied Jack, -"but he's mighty welcome here an' he's a lot of -help to us minding camp."</p> - -<p>"No doubt of it, for he's got more sense than -some people have. I can talk to him an' tell him -to do things, an' he seems to understand 'most<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</a></span> -everything I say to him an' will do just what I -tell him to."</p> - -<p>"Bill," I asked, "do the officers at the garrison -seem to think there's any danger of the Indians -going on the war-path?"</p> - -<p>"Well, no, I don't think they really expect any -outbreak," replied the scout, "but Injuns, you -know, are the most uncertain varmints on earth; -an' on account of taking away the regulars an' -putting green volunteers to garrisoning the posts -on the plains, it's more'n likely that the Injuns'll -soon discover the difference an' take advantage -of the chance to raise a ruction. I've got to look -up the Kiowas first, 'cause they're the most likely -ones to make trouble; an' when I find their winter -camp I'll stay with 'em a few days, to kinder feel -of 'em an' see what sort of a humor they're in, -an' then I'll hunt up the Cheyennes an' Arapahoes -next an' feel of their pulses, too. An' while -I'm a-doing that job French Dave an' the other -fellows'll be looking up the Comanches an' Prairie -Apaches—they generally range between the Cimarron -an' Red River, an' ain't likely to come up this -way before grass comes, anyway, but the Kiowas -an' Cheyennes'll need watchin'."</p> - -<p>"Well, when you get back you must call around -here and let us know what you think of the prospect -for peace or war—that is, if you find out anything," -I said.</p> - -<p>"How many of you will go on this trip?" asked -Tom.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</a></span>"Only two—me an' John Adkins. You see, -Frenchy is to take a man with him an' round -up the country south of the Arkansas, along the -Cimarron an' the Canadians, an' I'll take Adkins -with me an' scout the country north till we -find the camps."</p> - -<p>Next morning, after breakfast, Wild Bill, followed -by Found, took the trail back to Fort -Larned. Jack and I made our usual round of the -baits in the forenoon, skinned the dead wolves -that we found lying about them, brought in the -skins and pegged them down to dry.</p> - -<p>In the afternoon we started out afoot to kill -some fresh meat for our mess, the Irishman going -up the creek in search of antelope or deer while I -walked down to the slough to see if there were any -water-fowl there to be picked up. I killed a sand-hill -crane and returned to camp. Jack had done -better than I, having killed a large deer and come -back and taken Prince out to carry the meat in. -Tom had outdone us both, having killed four antelope -without leaving camp.</p> - -<p>"How in the world did you do it, Tom?" I -asked as I come to where he was busy skinning -and dressing four dead antelope that he had -strung up.</p> - -<p>"Well, sir, I'll tell you how it was," replied he -with a gratified smile, still plying his butcher-knife. -"Soon after you men left camp a bunch of antelope -come playing 'round on the prairie out yonder,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span> -up the ravine a piece, but, as they wouldn't come -quite close enough to suit me, I got out a red -blanket, tied it to a little pole, an' crept along up -the ravine till I got about opposite to 'em, an' -then raised the red blanket above the bank an' -planted the pole.</p> - -<p>"Soon as they sighted the strange red thing -they raised their heads an' stared at it a bit, -an' then come up toward it, all in a bunch, an' -stopped an' took another look. Then they seemed -to get frightened an' turned an' run away, but -I knew they'd come back. They circled 'round -an' come up again an' halted for another look, -an' then run away again an' circled 'round an' -come back, an' each time they came a little -closer.</p> - -<p>"I noticed that when they'd halt to gaze at the -blanket they'd line up four or five abreast; so the -idea struck me that if I could get back into another -little ravine that was close by, an' crawl up -that a little ways, so as to take 'em in flank when -they'd line up thataway, I'd get two or three of -'em. I did that, an' the next time they halted an' -lined up there were four of 'em in range, with their -sides to me, an' I turned loose an' killed three of -'em an' wounded the fourth so that I got him -next shot."</p> - -<p>"You did a good job, and did it well, too," I -replied. Just then Jack came up with his load of -deer meat. "Why, Jack," I began, "how in the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span> -world did you happen to kill a buck? I didn't -think you were hunter enough to stalk a deer."</p> - -<p>"You don't appear to know me, young fellow," -he returned with a swaggering air. "It's a mighty -hunter I'm getting to be, as well as a famous -trapper."</p> - -<p>"But tell us all about how you got that buck; I -know there's something to explain about it," I -replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, now," laying aside his assumed braggadocio -and becoming the candid Irishman again, -"to tell you the honest God's truth, I just blundered -onto him. It was this way: I was a-sneaking -along through the timber when all of a suddent -I sees this laddybuck a-standing broadside to me, -only about twenty steps away, an' he hadn't seen -nor heard me, for I was behind a big tree. I was -that nervous I didn't think I could have hit the -side of a barn, so I rested my carbine against the -side of the tree, took as good aim as I could about -where I thought his heart ought to be—right behind -the fore shoulder—an' let him have it; an' -I'm blest if I didn't fetch him, first pop. He gave -one big bound into the air an' fell dead; an' just -then two does, that had been laying down behind -some bushes, jumped an' run an' were out of -sight in a jiffy, before I could shove another cartridge -into me carbine. But I didn't want any -more deer meat just then, so I came back to camp -to get the horse to fetch the meat in."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[Pg 183]</a></span>"But, Tom," I asked, "what are we going to do -with so much venison?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, it'll keep, all right; but then I'll be going -over to the fort again in a day or so, an' I guess -I'd as well take two or three of the carcasses over -there an' sell 'em to the officers' mess."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[Pg 184]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XVI<br /> - -<small>TOM LOCKS THE STABLE DOOR</small></h2></div> - - -<p>This evening, just before dark, when we were -bringing in the tools and making things secure -for the night, I noticed that Tom had got -out an old padlock that had long lain unused in -the mess-chest, and then had found a piece of -trace-chain, and with the two had securely locked -the stable door—a precaution that we had never -thought necessary before—and I asked him: -"What are you doing that for, Tom? Seen any -fresh signs about?"</p> - -<p>"No," he answered, "but 'tain't much trouble -an' it's always best to be on the safe side. We've -been used to having Found to do guard-duty of -nights, an' it may have got us in a fashion of sleeping -sounder than we would if we'd had to look out -for ourselves; now, while the dog is away, with the -stable door unlocked it would be easy enough for -an Injun to sneak our horses out an' get away with -'em."</p> - -<p>I smiled at what seemed to me a useless precaution -and it passed from my mind; but along in -the night, after we had been some hours asleep, I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[Pg 185]</a></span> -was suddenly awakened by a slight noise like the -rattling of a chain.</p> - -<p>Instantly I was thoroughly aroused and remembered -Tom's chain on the stable door. Had I been -dreaming? I raised my head cautiously and listened -intently. There it was again—unmistakably -the chain on the stable door.</p> - -<p>I determined to investigate before arousing my -comrades, and slipping quietly out of my bed I -tiptoed carefully to the door, pulled up one corner -of the muslin cover to the lookout hole, and -peeped out at the stable door. The moon was -shining brightly, and there, to my astonishment, -sat a man, crouched at the door of the stable intently -working at the lock, either trying to pick -it or pry it off. He was not an Indian, either. -He had soldier clothes on, and beside him on the -ground lay a small bundle.</p> - -<p>I took in all this at a glance, and then quietly -and quickly slipped back to Tom's bed, shook him -gently, and whispered:</p> - -<p>"Sh! don't make a bit of noise, Tom. There's -a man working at the lock on the stable door. -Get up quietly while I wake Jack."</p> - -<p>It was more difficult to keep the excitable Irishman -quiet while arousing him, but I succeeded in -getting him up without making noise enough to -be heard outside. Each man took a look through -the peep-hole and saw that the crouching soldier -was still intently working at the lock.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[Pg 186]</a></span>"Now," I whispered to my comrades, "let each -one of us get his carbine or pistol ready, and be -careful to keep them from rattling, and when I -open our door we'll call on him to throw up his -hands and take him prisoner."</p> - -<p>"I think I'll give him a load of shot first," -whispered Jack, who had the shotgun, "an' then -call on him to throw up."</p> - -<p>Finding that I could not open our door without -making a noise, I jerked it wide open quickly. As -I did so the kneeling man turned the full side of -his face to me, and in the bright moonlight I -recognized private John Flaherty, one of two -soldiers who not long before, with Lieutenant -Smith, had been caught in a blizzard at our camp -and had stayed there until the storm was over. -Seeing Jack raise his shotgun to fire, I knocked -the muzzle up as I exclaimed:</p> - -<p>"Don't shoot, Jack, it's Flaherty!"</p> - -<p>He had pressed the trigger, but my throwing -the barrels up sent the load of shot into the dirt -roof of the stable instead of into Flaherty's back.</p> - -<p>I wondered at the stupid, sluggish manner of -the man as he rose to his feet at the report of the -gun, but when he started off up the path leading -to the top of the bank his uncertain gait plainly -showed that he was drunk.</p> - -<p>Dropping his shotgun, Jack bounded out and -up the path after him, soon overtaking the drunken -soldier, seizing him by the collar and cuffing him<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span> -right heartily, with each slap rebuking the would-be -horse thief for his drunkenness and thievery.</p> - -<p>When Flaherty was brought into the dugout -it was evident that he was almost senseless from -drink. He was taken over to Found's bed and -left there, sound asleep.</p> - -<p>"There," said Tom, "we forgot to bring in that -little bundle he left by the stable door."</p> - -<p>He brought it in, and on opening it it was found -to consist of a pint bottle with a little whiskey in -it and a change of underclothing marked with the -man's initials.</p> - -<p>"Well," said Tom, "this poor fellow has gone -on a spree; while drunk the idea of deserting has -come to him, and he has started off over the prairie -in the dead of winter, through an Indian country, -without arms, provisions, or clothing. As I have -often said, a man who is drunk is literally crazy, -and this proves it."</p> - -<p>Next morning, when Flaherty was aroused, he -had at first no idea where he was and, after he -had been told, no idea how he got here. He professed -that he had no wish to desert, for he was -getting along in his company as well as any of -the men and his time of service had nearly expired.</p> - -<p>However, he actually had deserted, and he did -not know what to do, whether to go back and give -himself up and take his punishment or whether to -go on. Tom said to him:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span>"Of course, Flaherty, you can do as you like, -but I really think, under the circumstances, you -had best go back and give yourself up and take -your medicine. Maybe, if I go along with you -and explain the situation to Lieutenant Smith, -and ask him to intercede with the commanding -office, you can be returned to duty without a -court martial."</p> - -<p>"Would you do that for me, Tom?" asked -Flaherty gratefully.</p> - -<p>"I'll do all I can for you, Flaherty, for I do not -hold you responsible for what you have done; but -you had a mighty close call, and if whiskey serves -you that way you ought to take warning and -swear off."</p> - -<p>"That's just what I've been thinking, Tom, and -I swear right now I'll never taste another drop."</p> - -<p>As I rode up to camp about sundown that day -I noticed two or three mounted men far out on the -high prairie, coming on the trail from Fort Larned. -The field-glass made them out to be Wild Bill and -John Adkins with a pack-mule, and Found trotting -along with them. They soon reached us and -dismounted and began unpacking.</p> - -<p>"Is supper most ready, boys?" asked Bill.</p> - -<p>"I'll have it ready," replied Jack, "by the time -you're ready for it."</p> - -<p>"We've just got room in the stable for your -two horses," I explained, "in place of the mule -team Tom took with him, and I guess I'll take one<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span> -of our broncos out and tie it behind the haystack -to make room for your pack-mule, Bill."</p> - -<p>"Don't you do anything of the kind, Peck," -replied the scout. "That's one of Uncle Sam's -mules, an' he'll do well enough tied in the lee of -your haystack; in fact, it wouldn't hurt our horses -much, either, to stand out."</p> - -<p>While Bill, Adkins, and I had been watering, -feeding, and putting away the stock, Jack had -been getting supper, and now stepped to the door -of the dugout with his fiddle and sounded "mess -call," to see if the scout would know what it -meant.</p> - -<p>"That sounds pretty natural," said Bill to me, -"let's go in an' see what he's got to show for it, -for I'm as hungry as a coyote."</p> - -<p>As we gathered around the mess-chest I inquired:</p> - -<p>"When do they expect the volunteers that are -coming to relieve the regulars?"</p> - -<p>"Don't know a thing, only that they're on the -road somewhere 'tween here an' Leavenworth. -Now, if they were regulars you could calculate to -the hour when they'd get here, for when they get -orders to go anywhere neither hell nor high water'll -stop 'em; but if a little bad weather strikes these -volunteers, an' they can find a snug camping -place, they're liable to hang up for a week or two, -an' put in the time stealing chickens an' playing -cards."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span>"How long do you and Adkins expect to be gone -on this trip, Bill?"</p> - -<p>"Well, now, that's a sort of a 'kin-savvy' case," -he replied. "It depends on how soon we find the -Injuns' camp. Maybe it'll take us a week—maybe -two weeks or more—can't tell; but once -we get onto their trail we'll soon overhaul 'em. -John, here, says that ol' To hausen, the 'Little -Mountain,' an' his band is camped right down -Walnut Creek, about half-way 'tween here an' -Charley Rath's ranch—'bout twenty-five miles -from here."</p> - -<p>"Yes," said Adkins, "I was up to their camp -'bout a week ago, an since that some of the Injuns -was down to the ranch a-trading; but they don't -know, for sure, where Satank an' the rest of the -tribe is; but they thought we'd be apt to find 'em -on the Smoky, or the Saline, or Solomon, or maybe -on some of the little timbered creeks in between -the rivers."</p> - -<p>"Do you think, Adkins," I asked, "that there -is any likelihood of To hausen's band moving up -this way? For it would bother our wolf-hunting -business if they should come near us."</p> - -<p>"Oh, they may be a-moving camp now an' then, -to get fresh grass for their hosses; but if they get -to crowdin' on you, all you've got to do is to go -to ol' To hausen an' ask him to keep far enough -away so's not to interfere with your wolf poisoning, -an' he'll do it, for he's a pretty good ol' Injun,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span> -an' always tries to keep on good terms with -the whites. There's only about a hundred men in -his band, an' they're mostly ol' men what's had -experience enough to know that it pays better to -keep on good terms with Uncle Sam's people than -to be bucking again 'em. But the most of the -tribe now seems to be of the other way of thinking -an' have split off from ol' To hausen, who -used to be head chief, an' taken to following the -lead of such devils as Satank, an' Satanta, an' Big -Tree; an' they're the ones we've got to look out -for."</p> - -<p>"Where do you expect to find the Kiowa trail, -Bill?"</p> - -<p>"Well, from here, we'll follow this ol' lodge-pole -trail; it turns off from the Walnut a few miles up -the creek an' goes over to the Smoky Hill, which -is about twenty miles from here; an' about opposite -this point on the Smoky is a mail station on -the Denver stage route, an' I reckon we'll be able -to find out from the station men whether the -Kiowas have gone up or down the river an' lay -our course to suit."</p> - -<p>"When we first came here," I informed him, -"it looked like the last travel over the trail had -been about two months before—that would have -been about September—and the tracks were going -toward the Smoky Hill; but they might have been -made by Cheyennes or 'Rapahoes."</p> - -<p>"We'll be apt to find an old moccasin, or a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span> -broken arrow, or somethin' dropped or thrown -away on the trail, before we travel very far, -that'll tell what tribe travelled it last," remarked -the scout.</p> - -<p>"I noticed that you don't carry any picket-pin," -I remarked; "how do you picket your horse -out?"</p> - -<p>"I picket him to a hole in the ground. I dig a -hole with my knife about a foot deep; tie a big -knot in the end of my lariat; put it down in the -bottom of the hole; fill in the dirt an' tamp it -down hard as I can with my foot; an' that'll hold -him 'bout as good as a picket-pin, an' saves the -trouble, an' saves my horse the weight of the iron -pin; an' I always try to lighten my horse's load -of every ounce I can do away with. An' when -I'm out by myself, or where there's nobody to -stan' guard at night, I make my bed with my head -on my saddle, 'bout half-way 'tween my horse -an' the end of my lariat that's buried, an' if anything -strange comes in sight the horse'll begin -running 'round at the end of his rope, an' dragging -it over me'll wake me up."</p> - -<p>"Well, your way of doing these things is just -about the same as we were trained to do in the -cavalry," I remarked.</p> - -<p>"Why, of course," replied Bill, "for nearly all -I know about scouting is what I learnt from the -ol' cavalrymen an' ol' army officers. You take -one of them ol' soldiers or officers that's been out<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[Pg 193]</a></span> -on the frontier fifteen or twenty years, an' what -he don't know about such matters ain't worth -knowing."</p> - -<p>In the morning, after breakfast, while assisting -the two scouts to saddle up and pack their mule, -Jack cut off an antelope ham and tied it in their -pack, "to give them a starting of fresh meat," as -he said.</p> - -<p>Taking up a position in front of Bill, Found -stood wagging his tail and looking up pleadingly -into his master's face, seeming to ask: "May I go -with you?"</p> - -<p>"No, Found," said the scout, between whom -and his dog there seemed to be a perfect understanding, -"you can't go. It'd be too long an' -hard a road for you an' would wear you out. -You must stay right here till I come back."</p> - -<p>Then, turning to me, he said:</p> - -<p>"You'd better get his chain an' collar an' I'll -tie him to that post there, an' he'll know by that -that I don't want him to go an' he'll not try to -follow us after we leave."</p> - -<p>I brought the chain and Bill took it and tied -the dog, petting and talking kindly to him, and -then making him lie down, which seemed to satisfy -Found that his master desired him to remain.</p> - -<p>"Let us hear from you, Bill," I requested, "as -soon as you get back, will you, for I'd like to -know how the Kiowas are feeling."</p> - -<p>"Yes, I will," he replied; "if I don't come back<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[Pg 194]</a></span> -this way I'll come over from the fort soon after we -get back."</p> - -<p>Mounting their horses—Adkins leading the -pack-mule, while Wild Bill rode behind to drive it -up—they crossed the creek below the beaver dam, -and were soon out of sight behind the timber.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[Pg 195]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XVII<br /> - -<small>VOLUNTEER TROOPS AT LARNED</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Tom returned from Fort Larned that evening. -He hoped that his intercession for Flaherty -would procure a mitigation of the usual penalty; -but desertion, even under extenuating circumstances, -was too serious an offence to pass without -at least a form of punishment. The culprit was -put in the guard-house, with a fair prospect, however, -of being released and restored to duty before -long.</p> - -<p>The long-expected three companies of volunteer -cavalry had arrived to relieve the old garrison, -and as soon as the government property could -be transferred from the old officials to the new, the -old garrison—two companies of Second Infantry -and one of Second Dragoons—would march away -to Fort Leavenworth. A week later our old comrades, -the regulars, were gone.</p> - -<p>On his return from his next visit to Fort Larned, -two weeks later, Tom had much to say about the -lack of discipline shown by the volunteers at the -fort, and as we gathered around the mess box, after -putting the mules away, he continued his complaints.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[Pg 196]</a></span>"The volunteers don't know anything about -soldiering," said Tom, "an' the officers are no -better. It nearly broke my heart to see the miserable -imitation of military service they're gettin' -off.</p> - -<p>"Now, to give you an idea of their style, compared -with regulars, what would you think to -see a buck private in his dirty fatigues come -a-saunterin' up to the adjutant's office, flop himself -down in a chair, hoist his muddy boots up -onto a table, push his hat back, an' say to the -commanding officer, who was occupying a similar -position on the opposite side of the table: 'Well, -Joe, what do you think of this layout, as far as -you've got?'"</p> - -<p>"Oh, come now, Tom," said Jack with an incredulous -smile, "you don't expect us to believe -such a yarn as that?"</p> - -<p>"It's gospel truth," exclaimed the old man. -"Here's another sample of how they do it: A captain -was standin' in front of the adjutant's office -smokin' a cigar, an' a corporal strolled up to him -an' asked: 'I say, Cap, have you got the mate to -that about your clothes?'"</p> - -<p>"Peck, do you believe him?" said Jack, appealing -to me; and without waiting for my answer, -he continued: "I do be afeared Tom's been -mixin' his drinks."</p> - -<p>"Here's another one," said Tom. "A lieutenant -an' about a dozen men come out of their<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[Pg 197]</a></span> -quarters an' started straggling off toward the -stables, an' I followed 'em to see what they were -up to. They went into the stable an' went to -saddling their horses to go somewheres. By and -by the lieutenant got his horse saddled an' called -back into the stable: 'Are you all ready there, -boys?' Some were ready, an' come leadin' their -horses out; but one fellow called back to him: -'Don't you get in such a rush there now, for I've -got to put my spurs on yet.' Another fellow said: -'I've got a notion not to go, for I told the sergeant -not to put my name on this detail.' 'Oh, -yes, John, you'd better come along. We'll have -a good time,' said the lieutenant, kind of coaxing -him.</p> - -<p>"Well, after callin' back again to the man who -hadn't got his spurs on, an' getting the answer -that he was about ready, instead of giving his -commands in military style, to 'Lead into line!' -'Count fours!' 'Prepare to mount!' 'Mount!' -'Form ranks!' an' then move out 'by fours,' how -do you suppose he did it? Well, sir, he just says: -'Well, get on your horses, boys,' an' climbed onto -his horse, an' started off, saying as he looked back -over his shoulder: 'Come ahead, fellows.' An' -they straggled off after him.</p> - -<p>"Well, they're good enough men, on an average, -I guess," continued Tom, "an' will make good -soldiers if they just had the right sort of officers -over 'em; for good officers make good soldiers, an'<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[Pg 198]</a></span> -<i>vice versa</i>. But how can the blind lead the blind? -Their officers can't instruct the men, for the officers -don't know anything about military matters -themselves. An' it's one of the truest sayings -that ever was said that 'familiarity breeds contempt'; -an' if an officer, or even a non-com, expects -to command the respect and obedience of -them that's subject to his orders, he's got to hold -himself aloof from 'em, to a reasonable degree; -an' he's got to prove himself competent to command -'em."</p> - -<p>Naturally, Jack and I became very anxious to -go over to the fort and see things for ourselves, -and when the time came for going after our next -mail and taking in another load of wolfskins -Tom agreed to let us both make the trip, on a -strict promise from Jack that he would not taste -liquor.</p> - -<p>At the post we found the state of affairs about -as Tom had represented. Officers and men seemed -equally ignorant of military affairs and especially -of frontier service.</p> - -<p>While loafing about the sutler's store next day, -Weisselbaum came out of his back room and, calling -me to one side, said confidentially:</p> - -<p>"I've got a job for you, Peck, and there's good -pay in it, too. It's this way: There's a young -man here, Lieutenant Lang, in command of one of -these companies; he's got plenty of money; his -father's rich an' furnishes him plenty. He's a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[Pg 199]</a></span> -first-rate fellow. But he's considerably embarrassed -just now," he continued; "the captain of -the company has been away from it for several -months, leaving the lieutenant in command, and -during that time he has received a lot of government -property, for which he's got to account, of -course, and he's kept no accounts and has nothing -to show what's become of this stuff. You see, -he's in a bad fix, and unless he can find some one -who understands these affairs to help him out, he's -going to have to pay the government several hundred -dollars—maybe as much as a thousand or -two—out of his own pocket, or his daddy's -rather. He stated his case to me and asked if I -knew of any one that he could get to straighten -up his company papers; and when I saw you I -remembered that you used to be company clerk -in your old company at Fort Riley, and I thought -you would know how to help him out of the -scrape, if anybody would. He'll be willing to -pay you big for it. What do you say to the -job?"</p> - -<p>"I hardly know what to say," I replied. "I'll -have to consult my partners over at the camp -before I can give an answer. It may be that I -can arrange with them to get away from the wolf -hunting business long enough to do this work for -the lieutenant, but I can't promise it till I consult -Tom and Jack."</p> - -<p>"Well, come back into my office," said Weisselbaum,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[Pg 200]</a></span> -"and let me make you acquainted with -Mr. Lang, and you can talk it over with him."</p> - -<p>On following him into his back room I was introduced -to a pleasant-looking young officer of -about twenty-five, who wore the uniform and -shoulder-straps of first lieutenant of cavalry, but -whose appearance showed evidences of dissipation. -He seemed pleased to find a man who understood -Uncle Sam's ways of transacting business, -and still more gratified when I told him that I -thought possibly I could find means to relieve him -of a part, if not all, of his accountability; which he -knew meant not only the saving of so many dollars, -but would prevent an official investigation -that might result in his dismissal from the service. -I told him I could not promise to take charge of -his papers and begin on the work until I had consulted -my partners. He would pay me a hundred -dollars, he said, to make the effort and do what I -could for him, and two hundred if I succeeded in -clearing him of all his accountability and put his -company papers in good shape, so that his company -clerk could thereafter keep them straight.</p> - -<p>I promised him that I would return in a day or -two probably prepared to go to work on his accounts. -This so pleased him that he called for a -bottle of champagne, in which, however, I declined -joining him and retired, leaving him and -Weisselbaum drinking the wine.</p> - -<p>Jack and I had seen enough of the rawness of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[Pg 201]</a></span> -these volunteers to fully corroborate Tom's reports, -and as we drove back to camp I informed -my comrade of the proposition I had received for -straightening out the tangles in which the lieutenant -had involved himself.</p> - -<p>"How long's it going to take you?" he asked.</p> - -<p>"About two or three weeks, I think," I replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, of course we'll let you off for that long, -in consideration of the big pay you'll be getting."</p> - -<p>When we got to camp and I had stated the -proposition to Tom, he replied promptly:</p> - -<p>"Jump onto it, by all means. You won't often -find such chances as that for making money layin' -around loose on the plains or anywhere else. -That's big money for a little work. Jack an' me'll -give you a leave of absence long enough to make -yourself a nice little wad on the side."</p> - -<p>"No, Tom," I answered. "I won't have it that -way. We have agreed, all along, that this is a full -partnership of the firm of Vance, Flannigan & -Peck and that whatever we make or lose we are -to share equally. Jack insisted on this rule when -he captured Black Prince, and I shall insist that -whatever I make on this work shall be turned into -the general fund."</p> - -<p>"Well, suit yourself about it," said Tom indifferently; -"any way to keep peace in the family. -We'll call it detached service you're on, then, instead -of a leave of absence."</p> - -<p>The matter being settled, next day I rode Prince<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[Pg 202]</a></span> -over to the fort and began looking up material to -begin the work in hand. By searching the adjutant's -office and quartermaster's store I found -the requisite blanks and books for opening up a -full set of company accounts, including muster -and pay rolls, for I found the lieutenant had little -or nothing in the way of papers except the invoices -of property he had received. Having duly established -an office in one of Lang's rooms and got -everything ready for business, I said to the lieutenant:</p> - -<p>"Now, Mr. Lang, in order that you may get -the full benefit of my services in this work, it is -best that you have your first sergeant and company -clerk in attendance here whenever they can -be spared from their other duties, and let me be -instructing them, so that they can continue the -work after I get things straightened out for them."</p> - -<p>"A good idea," he admitted. "I'll go over to -his office and have a chat with the sergeant about -it, and if he thinks he'd like to learn your style -of keeping accounts I'll invite him to come over -and see how you do it and bring his clerk along."</p> - -<p>"Why, lieutenant," I said in some surprise at -this evidence of slack discipline, "I thought you -were in command of the company."</p> - -<p>"So I am; so I am. Why?"</p> - -<p>"Well, in that case, it's your place to order the -attendance of your sergeant and clerk and their -place to obey promptly."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[Pg 203]</a></span>"Yes, yes. That's the way you do in the regulars, -I suppose; but, you know, we ain't so particular -in the volunteers, and I find it's best to -keep on good terms with my first sergeant 'cause -he'll make trouble for me if I cross him."</p> - -<p>"Well, excuse me; I forgot myself," I replied -with ill-concealed disgust. "I wasn't employed -by you to teach you discipline. But if you can -persuade your sergeant to come over, I'll see if I -can interest him in these papers."</p> - -<p>But the sergeant refused to take instructions -from "one of them swell-headed regulars who -think they know it all." The company clerk, -however, cheerfully placed himself under my tutelage -and picked up the work rapidly.</p> - -<p>By taking invoices of the property Lieutenant -Lang had on hand and comparing them with the -invoices of what he had received, I soon found -what was deficient. I then set his men to work -looking about the post and gathering up, from -among the rubbish and castaway property abandoned -by the outgoing garrison, every old article -of quartermaster's and ordnance stores and camp -and garrison equipage that could be found. I -then asked the lieutenant to call on the commanding -officer for a board of survey, who inspected -and condemned the stuff and ordered it burned, -thereby relieving Lang of his accountability for it.</p> - -<p>There was still a considerable shortage of arms -and things that I could not pick up about the post<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[Pg 204]</a></span> -and get condemned, but, on learning that this company -had been engaged in a skirmish with the -rebels in Missouri recently, I covered a considerable -deficit on the returns as "lost in action," on -the affidavits of soldiers, and accounted for some -other stuff as legitimately "worn out or expended -in the public service."</p> - -<p>By these and other methods usually resorted to -in the regular service to cover deficiencies I soon -had Lieutenant Lang's accountability reduced to -the property he actually had on hand; and, while -doing so, instructed his company clerk so that -thereafter he could easily keep the accounts in safe -shape.</p> - -<p>My work for Lang attracted considerable attention -from the other company commanders and -they soon got to dropping in to consult me in regard -to making out papers and all sorts of military -matters.</p> - -<p>At the expiration of my contract, Lieutenant -Lang cheerfully paid me the two hundred dollars—which -I deposited with Weisselbaum to the credit -of the firm—and expressed himself as glad to get -out of his recent dilemma so cheaply.</p> - -<p>While at this work I was often one of the busiest -men about the post. These officers, though inexperienced, -were gentlemanly fellows, and not having -had that regular army legend ground into them -about the impassable gulf between the enlisted -man and the commissioned officer, though knowing<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[Pg 205]</a></span> -that I had but recently been a private soldier, -treated me as an equal. Even the major commanding -often consulted me on technical affairs, -and offered to use his influence to procure me a -commission in the regiment if I would join his -command, which kind offer I declined with thanks. -I had made up my mind not to bind myself to -Uncle Sam again, though—after this wolf hunting -campaign—I planned to enter the service as a -scout or wagon-master or in some civilian capacity -that would give me more freedom than as a -soldier or officer.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[Pg 206]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XVIII<br /> - -<small>BILL RETURNS FROM HIS SCOUT</small></h2></div> - - -<p>During the time I had been at work on -Lieutenant Lang's papers there had been another -heavy snow, but it had soon passed off. -Tom had come over to the fort once or twice, reporting -all serene at Camp Coyotelope; and about -the time I had finished my job and was preparing -to return to wolf skinning, Wild Bill and John -Adkins came into the post, returning from the -main Kiowa camp by way of old To hausen's village -on Walnut Creek.</p> - -<p>"When are you going over to Camp Coyotelope?" -asked Bill after first greetings.</p> - -<p>"To-morrow morning," I replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, I've got to make my report to the commanding -officer an' turn in my pack-mule," said -the scout, "an' if there's nothing special for me -to do here right away I reckon I'll ride over with -you an' take a few square meals with the boys."</p> - -<p>"All right," I replied. "I'll be glad to have you -go along with me. Will Adkins come, too?"</p> - -<p>"No. He says he's got to go back to Rath's -ranch in the morning, soon as he can get his<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[Pg 207]</a></span> -voucher from the quartermaster for this trip an' -get it cashed at Weisselbaum's."</p> - -<p>"So this new quartermaster is short of greenbacks -and has to pay off in vouchers, hey?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, an' Weisselbaum only discounts 'em -twenty-five cents on the dollar. But I won't sell -my voucher at any such robbery figures. I don't -need the money very bad here, an' so I'll just let -it stand till the quartermaster gets the funds, or -if he don't get the truck by spring I'll take my -vouchers to Fort Leavenworth where I can get -all they call for."</p> - -<p>Finding nothing requiring his immediate attendance -at the post, Bill easily obtained permission -to go over to our camp, notifying the quartermaster -where he could be found in case he was -needed.</p> - -<p>As we rode along he told me about his trip to -Satank's village.</p> - -<p>"As I expected, we picked up the Kiowas' trail -over on the Smoky Hill, followed it up, an' found -'em in a snug-timbered camp over on the Solomon. -They'd moved to this camp from another one a -few miles up the river since the blizzard, because -while that big snow was on the ground they'd had -to chop down all the cottonwood-trees about that -camp to furnish feed for their ponies and in case of -another big snow catching 'em in the same camp, -the feed there would have been pretty scarce. An' -they'd just about got settled down in the new camp<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</a></span> -when this last snow come on. Me and Adkins -were in luck, too, for this last snow come next day -after we reached the Injun camp; an' during all -the time it lay on the ground me and John were -making ourselves as agreeable an' comfortable as -possible in ol' Satank's lodge. I knew what a -sour ol' cuss he is, an' the best way to get on the -good side of him an' find out what he is up to -was to go right to his tepee, an' let on that we'd -come to pay him a special visit.</p> - -<p>"We found that the Injuns didn't have much -of anything to eat but meat, so we brought out -our sugar an' coffee an' hardtack an' bacon an' -treated the ol' man an' his family to some extra -good grub—for them; an' I'd took along some -beads an' colored handkerchiefs an' trinkets for the -women an' youngsters. But, sir, that durned old -rascal would eat my chuck an' take presents, all -right, but when I'd try to pump him he was the -most ignorant Injun you ever saw—I couldn't get -a thing out of him. But then I didn't expect to -find out much from Satank himself, for I know -him of old.</p> - -<p>"I made friends with Satanta and Big Tree, too, -an' gave them some presents, an' now an' then -invited 'em over to headquarters to smoke an' -eat an' drink coffee with us, but they were pretty -foxy, too, and didn't seem to know anything when -I tried the pump on them. So when I found the -head men were so close-mouthed I dropped them<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</a></span> -an' let on as though I wasn't seeking for information; -but I made myself solid with the women by -making them presents of a lot of little trinkets, -an' I knew if I went about it in an offhand way -they'd tell me all they knew, for, you know, I can -talk their language just like a Kiowa.</p> - -<p>"It pleases them women for a white man to take -notice of 'em an' talk to 'em an' be sociable like, -for their own men don't pay 'em much attention.</p> - -<p>"I soon found out about all the women knew, -which wasn't much, however; but from what I -picked up amongst 'em, an' from the general -signs, the head men ain't a-feeling very friendly -toward the whites, an' as soon as grass comes in -the spring I suspect we'll have trouble with 'em."</p> - -<p>"Do you think they'll go on the war-path, -Bill?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"No, I don't think they'll go to war openly or -in a body, but they'll probably scout around in -little bands, watchin' their chances an' doing a -little mischief here an' there on the sly, whenever -they see a good chance to dodge in, hit a lick, an' -dodge out again without making an open rupture. -But they promised to come down to Fort Larned, -as soon as the grass begins to come in the spring, -to have a powwow with the officers an' Injun -agent, 'cause there's a chance of some presents in -that, an' they're always ready to take all they can -get an' more, too."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[Pg 210]</a></span>"What seems to be their principal grievance -against the white men?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"Well, it's the old song about the white men -killing off their game. But, then, we all know -that's just an excuse, for the game on the plains -is plenty enough for all an' what little the whites -get away with ain't missed. Of course, if they -were to come around here an' see how many buffalo -bones you fellows are leaving on the prairie they -might think you were getting more than your -share. But you've got just as much right to kill -buffalo an' wolves, or any other game, as the Injuns -have. Anyway, it ain't likely they'll get down -this way before grass comes, an' you fellows'll be -done skinning wolves an' gone before that time."</p> - -<p>"I hope so," I replied. "I have no desire to -renew my acquaintance with Satank. How about -old To hausen, Bill; is he still camped at the same -place?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, his band was still camped about twenty -or twenty-five miles down Walnut Creek from -your camp; but To hausen was getting ready to -move up your way, too, an' I reckon by this time -he's moved. I told him about you fellows a-poisoning -wolves and that you were particular friends -of mine, an' asked him not to move up close -enough to you to bother your work, an' he promised -me he would keep far enough away so's not to -trouble you. He's a pretty good ol' Injun, To -hausen is, an' he's always been a good friend of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[Pg 211]</a></span> -mine, an' I'm sure he'll not let any of his people -interfere with you. Some of his outfit'll be apt -to look you up in a few days, an' if they come to -see you you must treat 'em well."</p> - -<p>"Of course we will," I replied, "for we want to -keep on good terms with them."</p> - -<p>At Camp Coyotelope, which we reached in time -for dinner, Bill had to repeat to Tom and Jack -all he had told me about his trip to the Kiowa village. -During the afternoon we lounged about -camp and at the approach of evening Jack and I -saddled up and made the round of the wolf baits, -putting out fresh strychnine for the night, and returned -to camp in time to help demolish an excellent -supper.</p> - -<p>That evening Tom suggested to the scout:</p> - -<p>"Bill, while you're here, suppose you an' me -ride down to ol' To hausen's camp to-morrow -to see where he is an' make sure that he ain't -a-crowding on our huntin'-ground—what do you -say?"</p> - -<p>"It's a whack, Tom; I'll go you!" replied Bill, -"an' we'll have a fair understanding with the ol' -man about how far he's to allow his people to -range up this way."</p> - -<p>In the morning they saddled up and started to -go to the Indian camp, but to our surprise Bill and -Tom were back at camp by noon, just as Jack and -I were getting ready for dinner.</p> - -<p>"Why, what brought you back so soon?" I -asked as they rode up and dismounted.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</a></span>"Well," replied Tom, as they began unsaddling, -"we found their camp only about eight miles -down the creek—a little closer than I like to have -'em, but the Injuns promised that they wouldn't -hunt up this way any farther or do anything to -drive off the game in our range; but what brought -us back so soon was that when we got there we -found ol' To hausen sick in bed, an' I think he's -threatened with a severe spell of pneumonia; an' -after having a friendly talk with his people and -watching the ol' man's symptoms, I made up my -mind what was the matter with him, and I concluded -that I'd hurry right back to camp and get -some medicine for him and then go back and try -to fetch the old man out of it. I'm sure he's got -a serious case of lung fever, and if something ain't -done to head it off pretty <i>pronto</i> he'll go up the -spout. I learned a good deal about doctoring -when I was hospital steward, an' I think I've got -everything except one that I need for the treatment -of this case in my little medicine-chest. -Bill's going back to Fort Larned after dinner, and -I want you to go with him and bring out the medicine -that I'm lacking. You can go over to the -fort this afternoon and get the stuff an' come -back to-morrow forenoon and then bring it down -to the Injun camp to me in the afternoon; for I'll -go right back after dinner and go to work on the -old man and try to head off that fever before it -gets too strong a hold on him."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</a></span>As we entered the dugout and sat down to dinner -I thought to ask:</p> - -<p>"What medicine is it that you want me to get, -Tom? You forgot to tell me the name of it."</p> - -<p>With a mysterious wink at me when Jack was -not looking, he answered:</p> - -<p>"I'll write the name of it down on a piece of -paper after dinner. You'd forget it if I told -you."</p> - -<p>When we went out to saddle up after dinner, -leaving Jack to clean up the dishes, Tom said:</p> - -<p>"The medicine I want you to get at the fort is -nothing but a pint of commissary whiskey, but I -didn't want to mention it before Jack. The doctors -use it in pneumonia as a stimulant, diluted, -an' given in tablespoonful doses. I've got everything -else I need, and I'll take my little medicine-chest -along with me down to the Injun camp in -case there should be other sick ones that I'd want -something for." Then he added: "You'd better -take Prince to ride over to the fort and back. I -rode him down to the camp, but he'll be good for -your trip. I'll ride ol' Vinegar down to the camp -this time; an' when you get back here to-morrow -you can leave Prince here an' ride the gray mare -or one of the mules down to the camp. By the -way, while I think of it, I must take along a couple -of candles an' a few more matches; for I'll have to -be getting up in the night 'tendin' to the old man, -an' there's no such thing as a light to be had in an<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</a></span> -Injun lodge without a body goes to the trouble of -starting up a blaze in the fire.</p> - -<p>"I've got to keep on the right side of that old -medicine-man that's doctoring the old chief now," -said Tom; "and I'd like to teach him something if -I could."</p> - -<p>Soon we were ready and started, Bill and I cantering -off on the trail while Tom struck out down -the creek.</p> - -<p>On arriving at Fort Larned, knowing that Lieutenant -Lang always kept a demijohn of whiskey -in his quarters, I procured a pint bottle of the -"medicine" Tom desired and spent the night at -his quarters.</p> - -<p>Just before going to the officers' mess for supper -with Lieutenant Lang that evening, thinking that -it would be an interesting trip for him, I had suggested -to him that he go out to our camp and see -something of the Kiowas with whom later he -might have some dealings. He declined to go on -the ground that the weather was wintry and the -ride a long one.</p> - -<p>Captain Saunders, who was present, expressed -surprise that Lieutenant Lang did not jump at the -chance and said to me:</p> - -<p>"Mr. Peck, if I can get leave of absence from -the major, may I accompany you on this trip to -the Indian camp?"</p> - -<p>"Certainly, captain," I replied. "I'll be delighted -to have you go along."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[Pg 215]</a></span>The captain joined us later and told me that he -had easily obtained the desired permission, but -asked me to say nothing about it to other company -officers, lest more of them should wish to go, -for the major didn't think it best to spare more -than one on such an errand.</p> - -<p>The next morning we set out and, after a long, -cold ride, reached Camp Coyotelope. During the -whole ride the captain kept plying me with questions -about our past frontier service, evidently -wishing to gain all the information he could about -his new line of duty. He was a very pleasant and -gentlemanly, young man, and although ignorant of -military usage, he evinced a commendable eagerness -to inform and qualify himself for his position.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[Pg 216]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XIX<br /> - -<small>A NIGHT IN THE KIOWA CAMP</small></h2></div> - - -<p>We reached the dugout just before noon, and -after unsaddling, watering, and feeding our -horses and partaking of a good dinner that Jack -had prepared we saddled up again. I now rode -the gray mustang, as Tom had suggested, and on -one of our mules packed my bedding for the use -of Captain Saunders and myself at the Indian -camp. We struck out down the creek for the -Kiowa camp, I leading the mule and the captain -bringing up the rear. This kind of campaigning -was a revelation to Captain Saunders and seemed -to interest him greatly.</p> - -<p>At the Indian camp Tom was anxiously awaiting -me, and seemed surprised to see me accompanied -by the officer, whom I introduced, explaining the -occasion of his visit.</p> - -<p>Under the impulse of his long and strict military -training, Tom came to "attention" and saluted -and seemed somewhat surprised at the -captain's proffered hand. In the regular service -hand-shaking between an officer and a soldier or -ex-soldier would be considered a breach of army -etiquette. Quickly comprehending the situation,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[Pg 217]</a></span> -Tom grasped the extended hand and thereafter -appeared to feel on terms of perfect equality with -the officer.</p> - -<p>"I can't allow you to see old To hausen," Tom -explained, "he's too sick to see company; an' I -can't devote much time to your entertainment -myself, captain, but I'll tell the Injuns to try an' -make your visit agreeable; an' you an' Peck'll -have to get along the best you can."</p> - -<p>Tom turned to an old Indian, who, he said, was -next in rank to To hausen, and explained to him -in Mexican who we were and the object of our -visit. The old warrior then in a loud voice made -an announcement to the camp in the Kiowa -tongue, after which he repeated to Tom what he -had told his people.</p> - -<p>"This old fellow," explained Tom to the captain, -"is named Lobo. He told the Indians that -I said: 'These two white men are our good friends. -One of them is a captain of soldiers from the fort. -They heard that our chief was very sick and they -have come all the way from the fort to bring some -more good medicine for To hausen. They are -good men an', Kiowas, you must be good to 'em. -Our camp an' all that we have is at their service. -Make them welcome, Kiowas.'</p> - -<p>"Now," continued Tom, "as Lobo says, 'the -camp is yours.' He has given orders to his women -to unsaddle your horses an' unpack your mule, -an' some of the youngsters will drive your animals<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[Pg 218]</a></span> -out an' put 'em in the herd. He has also ordered -the women to clear out one half of his lodge for -your use, an' your saddles an' beddin' will be carried -in an' placed there, where you are to sleep. -You are at liberty to go where you please about -the camp, enter any lodge you choose, an' you'll -find 'em all friendly and agreeable; an' you an' -everything you have will be perfectly safe so long -as you are their guest. Now, you'll have to excuse -me, for I must go to my patient."</p> - -<p>"By the way, how is the old chief?" asked the -captain.</p> - -<p>"Pretty feeble. His age is against him, for he -must be up in the seventies. I'm getting the -fever pretty well under control, and if he gets no -backset I think I can pull him through. I have -my bed close by him an' I try to keep the lodge -at as even a temperature as possible; but I have -to do most everything myself, for these Injuns -can't be made to savvy how to take care of the -sick. Now, I must go."</p> - -<p>After seeing our animals sent out to the herd -and our saddles and bedding taken into Lobo's -lodge, we went inside, spread our bed, and then -took a stroll about camp. Everything here—the -Indians, their dress and habits—was new, strange, -and deeply interesting to Captain Saunders, who -had never before seen a wild Indian.</p> - -<p>Noticing To hausen's dilapidated old ambulance -standing near his lodge, I said:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[Pg 219]</a></span>"Captain, do you see that old government ambulance?"</p> - -<p>"Yes," he replied, "and I have been wondering -at it and was going to ask you if many of the Indians -have such vehicles?"</p> - -<p>"No. I don't know of another Indian on the -plains who sports an ambulance or any other -wheeled vehicle to ride in. I must tell you how -he came by this one. In the spring of '59 the -Kiowas were becoming restless, and disregarding -the warnings and advice of the old chief, who was -always friendly to the whites, they were inclined -to follow the lead of Satank, who is always unfriendly. -They were threatening to go on the -war-path. Our command of four companies of -First Cavalry, under Major John Sedgwick, was -sent out on the plains from Fort Riley with orders -to range along the Arkansas River to try to keep -the Indians in subjection. The Pike's Peak gold -excitement was at its height then, and an outbreak -of the Indians would be a serious affair. -Old To hausen tried hard to keep the Kiowas -peaceable, but succeeded in holding only this small -band of about a hundred warriors, the rest of the -tribe following Satank. To hausen often visited -our camps and our officers often gave him and -his adherents presents. Our quartermaster, Lieutenant -James B. McIntyre, had this old ambulance -on hand, and, as it was about played out, he -got it condemned by a board and was thinking<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[Pg 220]</a></span> -of burning it to get rid of the old trap, when it -occurred to him to make a present of it to To -hausen if he would accept it. The old fellow -was very much pleased to think of riding about in -such a rig as our commanding officer sometimes -used. Lieutenant McIntyre had his blacksmith -put the old rattletrap in serviceable shape; and -then put harness on a pair of the old chiefs mustangs -and had them broken to work by some of -the soldiers and turned the outfit over to To -hausen. But neither he nor any of his men could -learn to use the lines and, after a few efforts they -dispensed with the lines altogether, and, putting -a boy on each bronco of the team, they have since -navigated the ambulance in that shape. Indian-like, -they generally travel at a gallop, whether the -ground is smooth or rough, and often break something, -but they tie it up with rawhide to hold the -parts together till they can get to Fort Larned or -Fort Lyon, and then the quartermasters have -their men patch it up again for the old man."</p> - -<p>As evening approached we returned to the home -of Lobo, where a good fire burning in the centre -of the lodge made it quite comfortable except for -the smoke that nearly blinded us; but by lying -down on our blankets we found we could avoid -this discomfort.</p> - -<p>Tom dropped in for a few minutes to see how -we were getting along and to tell us that under -the stimulating influence of the whiskey I had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[Pg 221]</a></span> -brought the old chief was showing a decided -improvement.</p> - -<p>Two women had for some time been busy cooking -a meat stew in a kettle that hung over the fire. -After a time I brought out and gave them some -coffee, sugar, and hardtack that I had brought -in my saddle pocket to add to the meal. After -lifting the big kettle off the fire, the women, with -a great horn spoon, ladled out a dishful of the -stew to each of the guests first, and then to Lobo.</p> - -<p>We ate hungrily. Lobo was the last one to -"throw up the sponge" and announce his perfect -satisfaction by a prolonged Indian grunt, and -then as he leaned back against a pile of bedding, -he added: "Muy wano!"</p> - -<p>Before eating I had handed a plug of tobacco -to Lobo, who had whittled off enough to fill a -great red-stone pipe and then returned the plug -to me. I tried to induce him to keep the plug, -but he declined. As Tom had intimated would -be the case, a number of men dropped in after -supper to call on Lobo and his white visitors, and -the big red pipe was then brought out, lit with a -coal of fire, and put on its travels, each taking a -puff and passing it to the next.</p> - -<p>The Indians evidently appreciated the free -tobacco I was furnishing, for the pipe was soon -smoked out, refilled, and emptied again and again, -till all were fully sated. After this some talk was -indulged in, and then the visitors went out one<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[Pg 222]</a></span> -by one, till only the captain and I and Lobo's -family remained. Saunders and I soon after removed -our coats and boots and turned in.</p> - -<p>During the evening the woman had carried in -several armfuls of wood and piled it convenient -to the fire in the centre of the lodge, and, the -weather being quite cold, she got up several times -during the night to replenish the fire.</p> - -<p>Saunders and I were both awake by daylight, -but, as our host and his family and the dogs still -seemed soundly sleeping, we kept our bed for -a time to avoid disturbing them. Finally, old -Lobo crawled out and, wrapping his buffalo robe -around him, went outside the lodge. In a few -minutes we heard him, in a loud voice, haranguing -the camp, and a few minutes later the camp was -all astir.</p> - -<p>After breakfast, on telling Lobo that we wished -to return to our camp, two of his boys drove the -herd into camp and roped our animals, which -were quickly saddled and packed.</p> - -<p>I took the remains of the plug of tobacco and -the packages of sugar, coffee, and hardtack out -of our saddle pockets, carried them into Lobo's -lodge, and laid them down.</p> - -<p>Captain Saunders, feeling disposed to reward -the two boys for taking care of our animals, offered -each a silver half dollar. Their young eyes -brightened at sight of the money, for they knew it -would buy them something nice at the trader's<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[Pg 223]</a></span> -store, but a hesitating glance at Lobo seemed to -decide them to refuse the proffered gifts, and with -a pleasant, "No quiero, señor" ("Don't want -it, sir"), which their looks belied, they turned -away.</p> - -<p>"Give them to me, captain," I said, "and I'll -place them where they won't reject the money." -I carried the two silver pieces into the lodge and -put them with the other things. No objection was -made to my leaving these presents where they -could be found, but Indian hospitality forbade -them openly to accept gifts from a guest.</p> - -<p>At dinner Jack proposed that Captain Saunders -and he should go out that afternoon and kill some -buffalo and put out some poison. The captain -was eager to go, for he was quite without experience -in this form of sport. After Saunders was -armed, equipped, and mounted he and Jack rode -away and I turned to and attended to the dinner -dishes.</p> - -<p>It was near sunset when they got back to camp, -reporting that they had killed and poisoned some -buffalo, and Captain Saunders had killed also an -antelope, the carcass of which he had tied on behind -his saddle and brought in.</p> - -<p>"L'ave the captain alone for the makin's of a -plainsman," exclaimed Jack as he dismounted -and began unsaddling. "He'll need but little -more instruction from any of us. He catches -on quick. He'll soon be like an old hand at the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[Pg 224]</a></span> -business. An' that horse of his is all right, too. -Ain't a bit afeard of a buffalo an' goes at 'em like -he was used to it."</p> - -<p>"Possibly the captain has had more experience -of this kind," I suggested inquiringly, "than we -have supposed."</p> - -<p>"Not a bit of it," replied Saunders. "This is actually -my first glimpse of frontier life; but I have -always been interested in such matters and have -read everything I could find on the subject and -have talked to old plainsmen and in that way -have acquired some ideas of such things. I wish -I could stay with you a week or two and hunt -buffalo and antelope, for it is noble sport; but this -isn't what Uncle Sam is paying me for, and I must -go back to Fort Larned to-morrow. Still, I consider -this time well spent, for the experience I am -getting out here is certainly valuable to one who -expects to do service on the plains."</p> - -<p>"We shall be sorry to lose your company, captain," -I replied; "but, if you are going in to-morrow, -why not take your antelope along as a trophy -of the trip? The weight will not be much, and we -can fit it behind the cantle of your saddle and tie -it on so it will ride nicely."</p> - -<p>"Yes," added Jack, "but that will have to be -done to-night, for it'll freeze hard before morning, -and then you can't fit it on. I'll fix it now."</p> - -<p>He placed Saunders's saddle upon some sacks of -grain, bent the antelope carcass to fit snugly behind<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span> -the cantle, tying the feet down to the cinch -rings, and left it to freeze in that position.</p> - -<p>After supper Jack played the fiddle awhile, and -we sang some songs; but Saunders seemed more -interested in drawing us out to tell of our soldier -experiences on the frontier and kept us yarn -spinning till late bedtime. In the morning, after -breakfast, he struck the trail for Fort Larned.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XX<br /> - -<small>WE TRADE WITH INDIANS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>For the next week or two, although the weather -had turned stormy, Jack and I put in all the -time we could at poisoning and skinning wolves. -It was now getting well along in February—nearing -the close of the season for taking pelts. We -had already taken about twenty-five hundred -and were anxious to make our winter's catch an -even three thousand before quitting.</p> - -<p>Tom's patient, old To hausen, had so far recovered -that Tom had returned to our camp, but -still made an occasional visit to the Kiowa village, -where, on account of his success in treating -the old chief and others, his services as medicine-man -were now much sought by the afflicted Indians, -to the utter neglect of old Broken Nose, -their own medicine-man, who seemed jealous of -Tom's popularity.</p> - -<p>One day Jack had gone out alone, riding old -Vinegar the buckskin bronco, to kill some buffalo, -and in a short time he came back to camp afoot, -carrying his saddle and bridle.</p> - -<p>"What's happened? Where's Vinegar?" we -asked anxiously.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span>"Vinegar's done for—dead," he answered as he -threw down the saddle and bridle, "an' I'm in big -luck myself to be here to tell it. It was this way: -I was chasin' a bull, an' shot him but had got too -close or the bronco was too slow turnin' to get -away—anyway the bull got his head under Vinegar -an' heaved both him an' me into the air, an' we -come down in a heap; but by good luck the buffalo -went on without stopping to make further fight, -or he might easy have finished both of us. I -scrambled to my feet, Vinegar still lying where he -fell, with his paunch ripped open an' entrails hanging -out. With a great effort he got up onto his -feet, but his insides were hanging to the ground, -and there he stood a-looking at me pleading like -an' a-groaning as much as to ask me to put him -out of his misery, which was all I could do for -him; so I put my pistol to his head and finished -him."</p> - -<p>On Tom's next trip to the Kiowa camp, on -mentioning to old To hausen the bronco's being -killed, the old chief had his herd driven in, and -selecting a good pony—one he had used in his -ambulance and so knew its working qualities—he -insisted on Tom's taking it to replace Vinegar.</p> - -<p>About this time, the weather having apparently -settled for a mild spell, Captain Saunders and Wild -Bill came over from the post on their way to the -Kiowa village.</p> - -<p>Since returning from nursing the old chief, Tom<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span> -had said little about the ill feeling that he had -stirred up in old Broken Nose, the Kiowa medicine-man, -but, overhearing a conversation between -him and Wild Bill, I learned that Tom was -feeling uneasy about this. He suspected that -Broken Nose had sent a message to Satank which, -he feared, boded us no good. He asked Bill to -try to find out something about it.</p> - -<p>After their return next day, at supper Tom informed -us that while at To hausen's camp Bill -had discovered that old Broken Nose had really -sent to Satank a secret message, the bearer of -which had not returned. Bill could not learn -what the message was, but from the old Indian's -evident hostility toward Tom, and from certain -unfriendly remarks he had been heard to make -concerning our killing so many buffalo and other -game, there were good reasons to suspect that his -purpose was to stir up Satank's well-known animosity -toward the whites in general, and direct -his attention to us in particular, in order to even -up with Tom by bringing the hostiles down on us.</p> - -<p>Some of To hausen's people had told Bill, in a -friendly way, to warn us to be sure to close up our -work and get away from here, or else look out for -trouble from Satank's band as soon as the new -grass began to come; but they did not seem to -think that Satank's horses would be in condition -for him and his warriors to make a raid on us before -the grass got up.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span>The fact that a few of To hausen's followers -denied the report that Broken Nose was trying -to make trouble for us led Bill to conclude that -some of them were not so friendly to us as they -pretended. After stating the situation, Tom -went on: "Bill says it ain't likely that Satank will -be in a condition to make any move for two or -three weeks yet, and by that time we'll be done -skinning wolves and out of here; but there's a possibility -that the old rascal may make a forced -march, in order to catch us before we can get -away. In that case we may have to fight. He -might be able to find a few of his ponies that are -able to travel and mount a party of his men and -ride over here to see what we're doing; or, if he -and his bucks get very anxious for a row, they -might make the trip afoot. Anyway, from now -on, we've got to keep a sharp lookout for Injuns -or fresh signs in this neighborhood, an' also a close -watch of To hausen's camp; for if Satank should -come over this way he'd be apt to go there first -thing. To hausen himself an' most of his people -are friendly to us, but it's more'n likely that some -of 'em'll be ready to give Satank any information -about us that he wants."</p> - -<p>Wild Bill had seemed rather serious and thoughtful -this night—and it was so uncommon for him to -remain serious long at a time that it attracted my -attention—and as we were about to turn in he -remarked:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span>"Boys, as Tom says, it's best to be prepared for -emergencies, and if anything serious should happen -to you, such as Satank an' his warriors a-looming -up of a sudden and a-jumping your camp or -corralling you, an' you could manage to send word -to me, the captain an' I'll mount some of his soldiers -and come right over. Now, I'll tell you how -you can send me word"—untying a bead necklace -which he wore around his neck. "I'll leave this -with you. Hang it somewheres handy, and if you -have need of help just write a few words on a slip -of paper, tie it 'round the necklace, then hold the -necklace to Found's nose and let him get the scent; -then tie it 'round his neck, point to the fort, and -say to him: 'Go to Bill!' He'll savvy, for he's -been trained to it, and he'll go a-flying till he gets -to my quarters. Now, mind you, you may not -have any occasion to send for me at all; you're -likely to finish up your wolf skinning an' get away -from here before Satank gets around; but if anything -should happen that you need us, do as I've -told you, an' we'll come a-curling and help you -out. Is it a whack, Cap?" appealing to Saunders.</p> - -<p>"It is," replied the captain, "and to be prepared -for such a call—though I hope they'll have no occasion -to make it—I'll have an understanding with -the major when I get back, so that if it should -come in the night I will be allowed to take my -company out of the post as quickly as possible,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span> -without calling on him or disturbing the rest of -the garrison."</p> - -<p>"That's a good idea," added Bill. "It'll save -a heap of time."</p> - -<p>"Well," said old Tom, "we'll try an' not put -the captain an' Bill to so much trouble unless it's -a case of dire necessity. I hardly think that Satank -will make war on us, an' if he should, we're -pretty well fixed for fighting an' can give him a -good tussle before we call on our neighbors for -help."</p> - -<p>"I'm not scared about it," replied Bill, "an' I -know you boys ain't, for this is just an emergency -arrangement. But I tell you right now, Tom, if -there's any fighting an' you don't give me a show -I won't like you for it."</p> - -<p>I took the bead necklace and hung it in a conspicuous -place on the wall, little thinking that we -would ever have occasion to use it, and sincerely -hoping that we would not; but I felt that both Bill -and Tom, who understood Indian ways best, really -anticipated trouble with them and were mentally -preparing to meet it.</p> - -<p>After the departure of our guests next morning -each of us went about his accustomed duties as -usual.</p> - -<p>After several days had passed and nothing had -occurred to arouse our uneasiness we gradually -regained our accustomed assurance, but I know -that while out hunting or skinning wolves I was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span> -more keenly watchful than formerly, and several -times on returning to camp I had noticed Tom -coming down from the nearest bluff with the field-glass -in his hand, indicating that he had been -scanning the surrounding country.</p> - -<p>I noticed, too, that lately, whenever the team -was sent over to the fort, in addition to the usual -batch of baled wolfskins, Tom was now sending -other stuff, such as surplus grain and provisions—anything, -in fact, that could be dispensed with in -the camp and reduce our outfit, as he said, to -"light marching order," for we thought now in a -couple of weeks more we would be ready to break -up camp and go in.</p> - -<p>Of the three, Jack was by far the most indifferent, -for, as he said, "It's time enough to bid the -divil good morning when you meet him."</p> - -<p>Since To hausen's band had located near us we -had had frequent visits from some of his people, -when the weather was fair, and had struck up -quite a profitable trade with them for buffalo -robes, dressed deer and antelope skins, with a few -otter, beaver, panther, wildcat skins, and the like, -paying for them in coffee, sugar, flour, or tobacco. -And since returning from his attendance on the -old chief Tom made it a point to visit him every -few days, ostensibly to see how the old fellow was -getting along, but more particularly to try to find -out if any intercourse was passing between Satank's -band and To hausen's.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span>To hausen seemed sincere in his efforts to befriend -Tom and, so far as he could, kept Tom informed; -but for obvious reasons he had to be secret -about it. Not much going and coming between -the two bands was to be expected, however, for -the weather was still quite severe and stormy a -great part of the time, the distance between the -two camps considerable, and Indian ponies at this -season of the year were poor and weak.</p> - -<p>In our traffic with the old chief's people we had -given them a liberal exchange for their skins and -peltries—far more than they would have received -from the traders—we being satisfied with about -one hundred per cent. profit on the goods we traded -them instead of three to four hundred per cent. as -was the custom with men regularly engaged in the -trade.</p> - -<p>The Indians were not slow to see that we were -giving them more for their stuff than they usually -received from the traders, and our commerce with -them increased. Soon we found that we were -gathering in so much of this material that it became -a serious question how we were going to -smuggle it into our storeroom at Fort Larned, or -beyond there, without Weisselbaum's knowledge, -or, in case we sold our skins to him, how to account -for those we had traded from the Indians. -He had a trader's license from the government, -and we had nothing of the kind. According to -law, we were trespassing on his rights, in which<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span> -the commanding officer at Fort Larned was in -duty bound to protect him. When we began -trading with the Indians we had not thought of -these difficulties, but, having got into it, we determined -to bluff it out and trust to luck for some -future plan to suggest itself to us for getting -through.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXI<br /> - -<small>JACK'S CLOSE CALL</small></h2></div> - - -<p>On the plains a prairie fire is always something -to be dreaded, for with the usual breeze, which -often amounts to a gale, a fire in heavy, dry grass -is almost invariably uncontrollable and a source -of terror to the luckless traveller who happens to -be in its track.</p> - -<p>Such a fire originates most commonly from the -embers of a camp-fire—left by some careless or -inexperienced traveller—blown by a rising wind -out into the adjacent dry grass or, in the spring -of the year, by fires purposely set out in the old -grass by the Indians to clear the ground for the -next crop.</p> - -<p>An essay might be written on prairie fires and -the dangers from them and on the best means of -fighting them. I have now only to tell of how -one of us was caught in one.</p> - -<p>For the next few days after Wild Bill and Captain -Saunders had left us we were all busy taking -in wolf pelts. The season was fast passing, and -we yet lacked several hundred skins of the three -thousand that we had declared that we would -gather before quitting.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span>One cold, windy day, when a gale was blowing -from the northwest, Jack started out alone and -afoot—he said it was too cold and windy to ride—to -kill a few buffalo wolf baits.</p> - -<p>Crossing the creek below the beaver dam, to -look for buffalo in the prairie beyond, he soon -passed out of sight, while Tom and I busied ourselves -taking up the dried skins and baling them. -We heard the report of Jack's carbine occasionally -and knew by the direction of the sounds that he -was to windward of camp—about northwest.</p> - -<p>After Jack had been out for some time Tom -took the field-glass and went up onto the bluff -south of our camp, from which he could view the -prairie north of the creek.</p> - -<p>He gazed long and intently through the glass in -Jack's direction and presently started back to -camp on a run.</p> - -<p>I knew that something unusual was up. We -had heard no uncommon firing from Jack, but, on -seeing Tom hurrying down the hill, my thought -was: "Indians about or Jack's in trouble." Dropping -my work, I rushed down into the dugout, -seized both rifles, and, with a few blocks of cartridges, -ran back up onto the bank again, looking -first toward Tom and then to the timber north of -us. There was no sign or sound of an enemy.</p> - -<p>When the old man arrived, breathless from running, -he noted my preparations for war and gasped -out as fast as he could catch his breath:</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span>"No! no Injuns! See the big smoke over the -tree tops? Prairie's all afire out that way! Comin' -fast! I'm afraid Jack's caught in it. I saw -him just before I noticed the fire. He was out -in the bottom 'bout midway between the timber -and the lodge-pole trail, a-working on a buffalo -he'd killed, and just then I noticed a lone Injun -riding along the trail the other side of Jack; and -I saw the infernal rascal halt when he got right to -windward of Jack, and dismount and squat down -in the grass; and then come a puff of smoke and -the prairie was afire. And then the Injun got on -his pony and galloped along the trail a piece and -fired the grass again. And this he repeated several -times. The cuss had seen Jack and fired the grass -to try to burn him up, and I'm afraid he's done it, -for I don't see how Jack could escape without he -could fly, for when I left the bluff the fires had all -run together and were a-coming toward Jack like -a race-horse, in a wall of flames that seemed to -leap twenty feet high at times."</p> - -<p>"What can we do, Tom?" I asked. "Can't we -do something to help him?"</p> - -<p>"I don't see what we can do," replied the old -man with a look of despair, "but you run down to -the stable and clap the saddle onto Prince, and -be ready to go and look for what's left of him soon -as the fire burns out. It'll stop when it gets to -the creek and quick as the smoke clears away so's -you can stand it, you be ready to light out."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span>I rushed to the stable and he followed me, talking -as I saddled up.</p> - -<p>"Near as I could make him out through the -glass, I believe it's that infernal old Broken Nose -that's done this job. It looked some like him -and I noticed he climbed on and off his pony like -an old man."</p> - -<p>I soon had Prince saddled and led him up onto -the bank, where we impatiently waited what -seemed an endless time but was really only a few -minutes.</p> - -<p>The fire was now roaring and crackling just beyond -the strip of timber bordering the creek. The -smoke would probably have been stifling in our -camp by this time, but on striking the timber the -wind had given it an upward pitch that sent most -of it above us.</p> - -<p>The fire kept up such a roaring and rushing noise -that I began to fear that the wind might carry -some of it across the creek, but as soon as it entered -the timber on the north side, where the grass was -shorter, a marked subsidence was apparent.</p> - -<p>I mounted and moved up to the south bank of -the creek, anxious to be off on my search for Jack, -but a dense cloud of smoke and flying ashes -whirled through the trees from the burnt ground -for some minutes after the fire seemed to have exhausted -its fury, and, impatient as I was, I yet -had to wait before venturing to enter the burnt -district. As soon as I could endure it I crossed<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span> -the creek and started, still half blinded and choked -by the flying smoke and ashes, which so obscured -my vision that I could see but a short distance -ahead. The fire now was all gone except here and -there a few buffalo-chips still burning, but the hot -smoke-and-ashes-laden air was stifling.</p> - -<p>I struck a gallop, to hurry through the worst -part of the ground, and soon began to get out into -a little clearer atmosphere, and was greatly rejoiced -to see Jack coming toward me though yet -some distance off. I noticed that though he was -coming with the wind he walked unsteadily, as -though nearly exhausted, stopping now and then -to sit down and rest. The air was yet so murky -that he had not noticed me until I came near him, -when, staggering to his feet from an old buffalo -skull he had been sitting on, he waved his hand -weakly and tried to whoop, but the effort set him -to coughing as he halted and leaned on his rifle. -As I reached him I noticed that his wolfskin overcoat -that he wore at starting from camp was missing -and his other clothes were much soiled, apparently -having been wet in places, coated with -adhering soot and ashes, and now frozen by the -cold wind.</p> - -<p>"Why, Jack!" I exclaimed as I reined up and -dismounted, "how in the world did you live -through the fire? And how did you get your -clothes wet?"</p> - -<p>"In the buffalo," he answered as he again began -coughing.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span>"In what?" I asked in perplexity. "In a buffalo?"</p> - -<p>As he attempted to explain, still coughing, I interrupted -him with:</p> - -<p>"Never mind, Jack; don't try to talk. I savvy. -Here, let me help you on Prince, and when we get -to camp you can tell us all about it."</p> - -<p>Helping him on the horse, I walked alongside of -him to camp, but insisted that he should not try -to talk until his lungs got clear of the smoke and -ashes he had inhaled.</p> - -<p>When he had answered my questions as to how -he had escaped the fire and got his clothes wet by -replying, "In the buffalo," I was at first puzzled; -but gradually the explanation dawned on me. He -had tried the exploit I had read of to him and Tom -the other night out of Cooper's "The Prairie."</p> - -<p>On reaching camp I hurriedly told Tom of -Jack's exploit and his condition and suggested -that no questions be asked for the present. We -helped him into the dugout and put him to bed. -I explained to Tom how, as I conjectured, Jack -had escaped the fire but the Irishman was not in -a condition to tell us about that, though it was -with difficulty that we kept him from trying to -talk.</p> - -<p>By the next forenoon our Irishman was able to -talk without much difficulty.</p> - -<p>"Well, sir," he began in a weak voice, "I believe -it's the closest call I've had this long time,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span> -and I never want to get into such another tight -place, where breath is so scarce. I'd killed the -buffalo and begun ripping open the hide to skin it -back, and just then I got a smell of grass a-burning, -and, looking up, I saw in a jiffy what a trap I was -in and no way out of it unless I could fly. Suddenly -I thought of that skame that Peck read -about the other night, and in a minute I was cutting -and slashing in blood up to my shoulders.</p> - -<p>"I ripped open the throat and cut off the windpipe -and cut loose everything around the lights -inside as far as I could reach. Then I started in -behind the brisket and ripped open the belly and -reached in and got a holt of the windpipe and -begun pulling the entrails back, and all the time -I was too busy to look up to see how nigh the fire -was a-getting; but I knew by the smoke thick -around me and the roar of the fire that I didn't -have any time to fool away.</p> - -<p>"When I got the in'ards dragged out I placed -my wolfskin coat over the opening I'd made in -the breast and then propped up the short ribs and -flank with me carbine so's I could crawl in, and -in I went, pulling my carbine in after me; and -none too soon, either, for the fire was roaring -around me and I could smell the wool a-burning -in a second after I'd got inside.</p> - -<p>"And then's when I begun to smell hell for -sure! The little bit of fresh air that was inside -the buffalo soon gave way to hot smoke, and oh,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span> -man! it was horrible! I hope I may never come -so nigh suffocation again.</p> - -<p>"After the fire had passed and I began to -breathe again, I felt weak and all gone, like I -hadn't strength enough to crawl out of the carcass. -I wondthered whether you would ever find my remains. -I laid there awhile and by and by I began -to feel better, and then I crawfished out backwards. -After shaking myself together I says to -myself, says I, 'Never say die, Jacky boy! You're -better than two dead men yet, so you are!' And -picking up my carbine I made a brave stagger for -camp, but if you hadn't met me with the horse -it's a long time I'd 'a' been getting here, so I -would."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXII<br /> - -<small>SATANK ARRIVES</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Early March found us closing up our affairs -at the camp, preparatory to starting back to -the settlements. We had succeeded in taking a -few more than our three thousand wolfskins; and -in addition to these we would have nearly a wagonful -of bales of the dressed buffalo robes and other -skins we had traded for with To hausen's people, -together with the beaver, otter, antelope, and other -pelts we had taken in our camp.</p> - -<p>We had hauled all our baled wolfskins over to -Fort Larned and stored them there as fast as they -accumulated, but retained in camp for the last -load our otter and beaver skins and the peltries -we had gotten from the Indians; for we thought it -best not to bring these latter under the notice of -Weisselbaum, for fear he should make trouble for -us for encroaching on his Indian trade.</p> - -<p>As a prospective buyer he had kept close watch -of our wolfskins, as we stored them, and was anxious -to buy our whole catch; but we had stood -him off, saying that we thought we could do better -with them in Leavenworth. We had heard that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span> -Kitchen's freighting train from New Mexico was -on the road, going in empty, and would pass -Fort Larned in a few days, and had decided that -if we could not get Weisselbaum up to our figures, -we would ship them in that way.</p> - -<p>After an early dinner, Tom and Jack had started -for the fort with the mule team, taking a partial -load of the last of our wolfskins—a half dozen -bales—and some camp plunder.</p> - -<p>I do not think that my comrades were as much -alarmed as I was at the thought of the hostiles -dropping in on us. They seemed to be borrowing -no trouble on that account and, for fear of being -ridiculed by them for my cowardly fears, I had -kept my thoughts on this subject to myself.</p> - -<p>On this day we had all seemed unusually jolly; -even Tom's grim features occasionally relaxed into -a pleasant smile at some sally from our wild Irishman. -Our spirits were high, for we had grown -tired of buffalo hunting and wolf skinning, with all -the attendant hardships and excitements, and were -now eager to get back into "God's country" with -our profitable cargo of skins, to reap the reward of -our winter's hard work.</p> - -<p>As I stood looking after Tom and Jack as they -drove away, I thought: "To-morrow they'll be -back, and the next morning we'll load up the last -of our camp outfit and will soon be beyond the -reach of Satank and his crowd."</p> - -<p>While still standing on top of our dugout<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span> -watching the receding wagon a growl from Found, -at my feet, caused me to look down at him; and -following the direction of his look, down the ravine -toward the timber, I saw an Indian boy afoot -stealthily approaching, every now and then casting -furtive glances behind him as though fearful that -he might be seen by some one in the timber. I at -once recognized the boy as one of To hausen's -sons and, quieting the dog, awaited his approach. -Following a path skirting the edge of the water -in the ravine, when he had reached the platform -between our dugouts, he again looked cautiously -about and beckoned me to come down where he -stood.</p> - -<p>When I neared him he said in his broken English:</p> - -<p>"To hausen, my fadder, he say tell you, 'look -out! Satank comin'!'"</p> - -<p>And then asked, looking anxiously into my face:</p> - -<p>"You savvy?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, but where? When?" I hastened to ask -excitedly.</p> - -<p>"Kin savvy señor," replied the boy, "that all -To hausen, he say, that all; 'look out, Satank -comin'!' Pretty <i>pronto</i>, I 'speck. Now I mus' -vamose. Satank he see me here, he kill me."</p> - -<p>And quickly turning he sneaked down the ravine -till he reached the brush and disappeared.</p> - -<p>To say that I was alarmed at the sudden shock -to my recent feeling of confidence is to put it -mildly; but I realized that there was no time to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span> -waste in idle regrets at the unfortunate turn of -affairs. I felt almost helpless and could not decide -what to do to prepare for the danger.</p> - -<p>Rushing into the dugout I seized my carbine -and, going again up onto the dirt roof, I fired several -shots in the hope that possibly the sound might -reach my companions, who were still in sight, -slowly climbing the hill about two miles away. It -was no use—the wind was blowing from them to -me, and they moved steadily on, evidently not -hearing me.</p> - -<p>I was hesitating whether to jump on Prince, -ride after them and hurry them back to prepare -for a probable call from the hostiles when a surly -growl and bark from Found drew my attention -another way, and I was almost frightened out of -my wits to see two mounted Indians coming, one -behind the other in single file, along the trail leading -from the ford below the beaver dam.</p> - -<p>They were on the opposite side of the ravine—the -stable side—so I moved down onto the platform -between the dugouts, where I would have a -better position, still hoping that they would turn -out to be some of To hausen's people; but a thrill -of something akin to horror ran through me on -looking closely at the foremost Indian when he -had reached the top of the bank a few feet from -me, for I recognized the sinister countenance of -Satank.</p> - -<p>To let him know that I recognized him and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span> -understood his probable feelings toward me, I -swung my carbine into a threatening position and -called out, "Halt!" at the same time making the -sign to him to stop where he was.</p> - -<p>He halted at the command, as did the other Indian -in the rear, and, while keeping a close watch -on both to see that they drew no gun on me, I -demanded in a defiant tone:</p> - -<p>"Halloo, Satank, what do you want here?"</p> - -<p>Satank made no reply, but motioned his companion -to his side.</p> - -<p>I recognized the man as a half-breed, called Mexican -Joe, who had sometimes been used as an interpreter -at Fort Wise. Joe was evidently to act -as interpreter now.</p> - -<p>In my defiant attitude and speech I was assuming -much more self-confidence than I really felt; -but I wished to impress them that I distrusted -them, understood their intentions, and was prepared -to stand them off or fight. However, neither -of the savages made any threatening movement—the -time was not ripe for declaring war—they had -evidently come on a reconnoitring expedition.</p> - -<p>As soon as the interpreter had moved up to -him Satank spoke a few words to Mexican Joe, -who asked in broken English:</p> - -<p>"Where your pardners? Other mans? Where -wagon?"</p> - -<p>"Gone down to To hausen's camp," I said.</p> - -<p>"He say, 'Maybe so you lie,'" said Joe, making<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span> -the sign of the forked tongue; then continued, -"Any mans in casa—house?" nodding toward the -dugout.</p> - -<p>"Yes," I replied.</p> - -<p>Apparently wishing to see the inside of our -house—or to get the drop on me in some way—after -a few more words between them, Joe said:</p> - -<p>"He say: 'White man come to Kiowa's camp -Kiowa feed him. Satank he hungry. Want to -go in casa, eat with white man—be good amigos.'"</p> - -<p>I replied:</p> - -<p>"Food all gone. Pardners gone with wagon to -bring some buffalo meat. Tell him to come again -when pardners get back. I'll give him plenty to -eat."</p> - -<p>Of course, Satank did not believe this, and I did -not care. I wished to stand him off, for I was determined -that he should get no closer inspection -of our situation than he already had. I felt sure -that he had a party of his warriors close about—probably -in hiding in the timber—and that he -had come on a spying tour.</p> - -<p>Satank evidently recognized me as one of the -actors in an episode that took place at Fort Wise -when I was in the service, and asked a number of -questions about it. To all these I replied by denying -any knowledge of the event. The interpreter -said, however:</p> - -<p>"He say: 'You can't fool him. He know you.'"</p> - -<p>I was in dread all the time that they might lift<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span> -their eyes to the upland prairie in the direction of -Fort Larned, where our white-covered wagon was -still in plain view; but a little swell of the prairie -hid it from them.</p> - -<p>After exchanging a few more words in their own -language, Joe turned to me and said:</p> - -<p>"Adios, good-by, señor. We go—vamose."</p> - -<p>Backing away a few steps, they turned off -around the butt of our haystack, and made for the -crossing of the ravine just above our dugouts. -Here they examined the ground closely, evidently -looking for fresh tracks of our wagon and mules to -see which way they had gone.</p> - -<p>As soon as they crossed the ravine I returned to -my station on the dirt roof of our dugout where -I could watch their movements. When they -reached the higher ground and our Fort Larned -trail the fresh tracks of the team gave them their -clew. Pointing to the fresh signs, Satank's eyes -followed the course of the trail until he caught -sight of the wagon in the distance, just as it -seemed to reach the crest of the high prairie about -three miles away. With an excited exclamation he -pointed out his discovery to his companion, and -then mounting rode off at a lively gait.</p> - -<p>I conjectured that Satank would either pursue -the wagon or bring his men to attack my position—probably -both. In either case it was of the -utmost importance that I warn my comrades, -which now seemed an impossibility; and while<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span> -fretting at my helplessness I looked down at -Found, at my feet, and the inspiration came.</p> - -<p>"Good!" I shouted, "I'll send the dog!"</p> - -<p>Rushing down into the cabin I seized a piece of -paper and hastily wrote on it:</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><i>Look out for Satank and his gang! They are after -you! I am O. K., so far.</i></p> - -<p class="right"> -<span class="smcap">Peck.</span> -</p></blockquote> - -<p>Quickly tying this slip to Found's collar and -taking down an old cap of Tom's from which to -give the dog the scent, I hurried back on top of -the dugout. I spoke to the dog and then pointed -to the covered wagon, still plainly visible, and for -fear he did not see it I lifted him up in my arms, -pointed again to the far-off wagon, repeating the -names, "Tom—Jack!"</p> - -<p>The intelligent creature looked up into my -face, as I set him down, and then at the wagon, -barked and wagged his tail vigorously as though -he thought he understood me. I then pointed -again to the wagon, held Tom's old cap to his -nose, and said, "<i>Go to Tom</i>," motioning with my -hand toward the wagon.</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i269.jpg" alt="Go to Tom." /></div> -<p class="caption">"Go to Tom."</p> - -<p>Found looked carefully all around, as though to -see if there were any Indians about, and then instead -of following the wagon tracks, as I supposed -he would, he started down into the bottom of the -ravine, the head of which led toward the wagon;<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span> -and after going a few rods, stopped and looked inquiringly -back at me, as if to ask: "Am I right?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, yes," I answered impatiently as I motioned -him away, "go to Tom! go to Tom!"</p> - -<p>The dog seemed now fully to comprehend my -wishes, and lit out up the ravine on a lively run, -now and then disappearing from my view for a -moment in the sinuosities of the gulch.</p> - -<p>I turned to go down into the cabin to get the -field-glass, the better to watch the progress of the -dog, and in doing so I instinctively cast my glance -in the direction of the point of timber where Satank -and Joe had entered a few moments before, and -there saw a party of mounted Indians hurrying out -of the woods and starting across the prairie after -the team.</p> - -<p>The Kiowas were about as near the wagon as -Found, and it seemed that it would be a close race -between the dog and Indians as to which would -reach the team first. With the field-glass I -watched the advance of Indians and dog with excited -anxiety. The pursuers and my messenger -had entered broken ground between the creek valley -and the upland, and I could catch only occasional -glimpses of them. To get a better view I -climbed up on the derrick, where we usually hung -our fresh meat, which gave me a few feet more of -elevation. I tried to count the Indians as they -started in pursuit of the wagon and made out that -they numbered about forty.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span>I had watched first Found and then the Kiowas -through the glass until the dog had proceeded so -far that he had passed out of sight on the upland, -still running; and the Indians could only be seen -at intervals; but I could not tell which was nearer -the wagon. The Indians were approaching it -from the right and rear, while Found would be -coming from nearly behind. Tom and Jack, I -knew, would be sitting on the seat in the wagon, -under cover of the sheet, unsuspicious of danger; -the rattling of the wagon would drown any noise -of the galloping Indians; and their first intimation -of the presence of the Kiowas—unless Found -reached them in time—would be a volley of -bullets and arrows as the redskins surrounded -them.</p> - -<p>I focused my glass steadily on the white wagon -cover, knowing that the halting or turning of the -team would indicate that my messenger or the -pursuers had reached them. If Found got there -first the team would stop; Tom and Jack would -discover the Indians and then quickly jump out, -unhook the mules and tie them to the wheels of -the wagon; and then I would hear the reports of -their rifles first. If the Indians got there first and -surprised my comrades I would probably hear -the reports of the Kiowas' rifles before the wagon -stopped, and the frightened mules would then -start on a run.</p> - -<p>Riveting my gaze on the wagon, I was presently<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span> -gratified to notice it halt, and a moment later the -two familiar reports of Sharp's carbines assured -me that they, Tom and Jack, had got my warning -and had fired the first shots.</p> - -<p>"Good!" I shouted when I heard their rifles. -"Ten to one an Indian saddle or two was emptied -by those shots!"</p> - -<p>Then a straggling rattle of firearms, with now -and then the report of a Sharp's, indicated that -the fight was on. The bobbing up and down of -the heads of galloping Indians passing between me -and the wagon showed that the redskins were -circling around the team; and as they passed to -right and left of the wagon they seemed to be -keeping a respectful distance.</p> - -<p>The firing slackened. Just then some mounted -men and animals came running in my direction, -and as they came near enough to be distinguishable -through the glass I made out that the two -team mules had gotten away from Tom and Jack, -after being unhitched from the wagon, and were -now making for camp, chased by a number of -Kiowas. The Indians soon caught the mules and -led them back.</p> - -<p>The firing had now nearly ceased. Of the -wagon I could only see the white cover. The Indians -seemed to have formed a circle around my -comrades and were probably waiting for night to -enable them to crawl up near enough to make their -rifles effective. This they could do in the darkness,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span> -and by digging rifle-pits at close range around -the wagon they would have Tom and Jack under -a circle of rifle fire by daylight.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXIII<br /> - -<small>SURROUNDED BY KIOWAS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>As the shades of evening crept over the plain it -became impossible for me to see anything distinctly. -The occasional reports of their carbines -assured me that my companions were still standing -off the savages.</p> - -<p>I kept asking myself: "What can I do to help -them?" But there was no reply.</p> - -<p>I had no inclination to eat or sleep but prepared -for a long, dismal night of watchfulness. After -attending to the horses in the stable I went into -our dugout and carried out some blankets and a -buffalo robe, and, making a snug bed in the remains -of our haystack, where I could command a -pretty good view of our camp and surroundings, I -settled down for a long night of torturing anxiety.</p> - -<p>I had scarcely got settled when a slight noise -from up the ravine attracted my attention, and, -quickly jumping to the conclusion that some of -the Indians were already looking for me, I strained -eyes and ears to locate the one who had made the -noise.</p> - -<p>I soon discerned a dark object coming down the -hollow, but, instead of the catlike tread of an approaching<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span> -Indian, with rushing gallop and joyous -bark Found came bounding up to me. In the -semidarkness I saw something whitish about his -neck, which I knew must be a message from Tom -and Jack.</p> - -<p>Rushing into the dugout, I lit a candle, and, untying -from Found's collar a piece of paper, I read -Tom's hastily scrawled note:</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><span class="smcap">Peck</span>: <i>The Injuns have got us corralled and got the -mules. Both of us wounded but not bad. Laying under -the wagon with the bales of wolf skins around us. Send -us a few carbine cartridges by Found, and put Bills necklace -on him, so we can send him on for Bill. Look out -for yourself.</i></p> - -<p class="right"> -<span class="smcap">Tom.</span> -</p></blockquote> - -<p>"No time to be lost," I said to myself; and, sitting -down, I quickly wrote on the reverse side of -Tom's note:</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><span class="smcap">Bill</span>: <i>Come quick with soldiers. Tom and Jack are -about three miles out on Larned trail. Read other side. -I am O. K. at camp, so far.</i></p> - -<p class="right"> -<span class="smcap">Peck.</span> -</p></blockquote> - -<p>I fed the good dog, and, tying up four packs of -Sharp's rifle cartridges—ten in a pack—in an old -handkerchief, I made ready to send Found off. I -first intended to tie the package around his neck -but decided that he could more easily carry it by -the mouth.</p> - -<p>I tied my note to his collar, gave him a secure -hold of the handkerchief of cartridges in his teeth,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[Pg 257]</a></span> -and taking down Bill's bead necklace from the -wall I held it to his nose a moment to give him -the scent, repeating as I did so, "Go to Bill! Go -to Bill!" according to his master's instructions.</p> - -<p>Found wagged his tail and looked at me as -though he understood my wishes. I felt sure he -would first go to Tom and Jack, who would take -the cartridges, read my note to Bill, take off the -necklace and give him a fresh scent, and send -him on to the fort.</p> - -<p>The tired dog had before him a long and dangerous -run of about twenty miles, during which he -would have to pass twice through the cordon of -watchful Indians surrounding my comrades; but -it was the only hope of saving the men, and Found -seemed able and willing for the undertaking.</p> - -<p>I felt confident that if the Kiowas did not kill or -cripple him, Found would make the trip quickly. -He had already evaded the Indians in returning to -camp, and I felt strong hopes that his almost -human intelligence would carry him through.</p> - -<p>Found's first move on going out of the dugout -was to go up on the roof and stand there for a -little while sniffing the air. Then he turned and -trotted to the ravine, up which he went at a run.</p> - -<p>My nest in the hay was a good enough point -for observation but not for defence, but I went -back there to think things over.</p> - -<p>The waning moon would rise about midnight. -If the Indians waited till then before attacking I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[Pg 258]</a></span> -should command a somewhat clearer view of my -surroundings.</p> - -<p>I thought that the dog should reach the wagon -in an hour after leaving me and felt sure that it -would not be long after that before he set out on -his longer run to the fort. This should take two -or three hours, and I could only guess the time -that would be occupied in awakening Bill and his -dressing and rousing Saunders and then getting -out Saunders' company. It seemed to me the -troops ought to be on the way by midnight at -the latest, and they ought to reach my companions -in two hours from that time.</p> - -<p>I had heard no shots from the direction of the -wagon since dark, but a long time after the dog -had left me, and while I was watching for the rising -moon, I heard a shot or two, apparently from -the rifles of the Indians, with no reply from the -guns of my comrades. I supposed—rightly, as I -afterward learned—that Found had reached the -wagon and that the two men, by lighting matches -to read my note, had drawn the fire from the Indians. -On the other hand, it seemed to me possible -that the Indians might have seen the dog and -killed him.</p> - -<p>At length a little light appeared in the east. -The moon was about to rise, and it must be after -midnight. When the moon looked over the tops -of the timber and the light grew, I began to scrutinize -objects in my vicinity and thought that a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[Pg 259]</a></span> -little way down the ravine I saw something like a -wolf. It seemed to change its position a little several -times, but remained too long in one place to -be a wolf.</p> - -<p>I was considering going into the dugout to get -the field-glasses but had not yet moved when -suddenly a streak of fire, rocket-like, shot up from -the object I had been looking at, described a -graceful curve, and struck in the hay a few feet -from me. It was a fire-arrow shot by an Indian, -to set fire to the haystack. The Indian could not -have known that I was lying in the hay but -thought that by firing it he would draw me out of -the dugout and in the light of the fire would get -a good shot at me.</p> - -<p>I knew it would be folly to try to extinguish the -blaze that at once sprang up. I jumped up, gathering -blankets and buffalo robes in my arms, to run -across to the dugout, and as I rose and showed up -against the blaze I heard the crack of a rifle, and -felt the shock of a bullet in the bundle in my arms. -I was not hurt and dashed for the cabin door, and -as I entered on a run I heard the report of another -rifle from up the ravine and the spat of the bullet -on the door-frame. The hay was now burning -briskly, but I felt no anxiety for our horses in the -stable almost under the fire, for the thick dirt roof -protected them.</p> - -<p>I closed and barred the door and then scrambled -through the tunnel up into the tent and looked out<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[Pg 260]</a></span> -through a port-hole which gave a good view for -fifty yards up and down the valley.</p> - -<p>I caught a glimpse of the Indian who had fired -the hay as he looked out from behind a projecting -bank, but could not see enough of him to justify -shooting in the uncertain light. Of the Indian -who had come near hitting me as I entered the -cabin, I could see nothing. As I turned to look -again at the first Indian I saw him stealthily move -out from his concealment, crouching down, apparently -peering at the cabin door. Pushing the muzzle -of my carbine through the port-hole in front of -me, I took as careful aim at him as I could and -fired. I saw that I had hit him, for he dropped -his rifle, fell, and rolled into the water but quickly -scrambled back to his hiding-place and did not -again show himself; but the flash of my rifle had -been seen by my watchful neighbor up the ravine, -who an instant later sent a bullet through the top -of the tent over my head.</p> - -<p>Presently the hay burned out and only the faint -light of the moon showed the indistinct objects to -me. Still I could see well enough up and down the -ravine so that neither Indian could approach the -door of the dugout without being seen. I had been -standing on a bale of skins, which enabled me to -look out of the port-hole, but now got down and cut -another port-hole near the bottom of the tent, so -that while lying protected by the bales I could -watch for the flash of my neighbor's gun when<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[Pg 261]</a></span> -next he fired. I could not see that the other Indian -had attempted to recover his rifle and was -disposed to think that my first shot had perhaps -made him no longer dangerous.</p> - -<p>While still lying among the bales of fur, looking -out of the new port-hole I had cut, my neighbor -up the gulch sent another bullet through the tent, -above me, that would have hit me if I had remained -in my former position.</p> - -<p>I fired at the flash of his gun, but could not tell -whether I had done him any harm. At all events, -he seemed discouraged, for no more shots came -from either Indian.</p> - -<p>The hole I had cut near the bottom of the tent -was on the east side, facing the stable door. The -two doors of the tent were on the north and south -sides. These I untied and propped a little open -so that I could look out either way occasionally; -I saw no further signs of activity of the enemy, and -toward morning, as the air grew cold, I cut the -thongs that bound a bale of buffalo robes and -made a fairly comfortable bed, whence I could keep -a sharp lookout.</p> - -<p>It was a long, dreary, wretched night of anxiety. -The soldiers did not come, and without them I could -see no hope of escape for my comrades or myself.</p> - -<p>As everything seemed so quiet in my vicinity I -slipped down into the dugout, through the tunnel, -and brought up some more cartridges and some -food and cold coffee.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[Pg 262]</a></span>On looking out of my port-hole again I noticed -with a hopeless feeling that daylight was fast coming -and as yet no sign or sound of the hoped-for -rescuers.</p> - -<p>Suddenly I detected the sound of tramping -horses' feet, and springing to my feet to get a better -view out of the tent door, I looked in the direction -from which the sounds came and could see -indistinctly a party of mounted men, on the trot, -skirting along the foot of the bluffs just southeast -of camp, as though intending to pass it from the -direction of To hausen's village.</p> - -<p>"Could they be a reinforcement of Kiowas going -to join Satank's party?" I asked myself. "No, -they were keeping too well closed up for Indians. -It must be Captain Saunders' company, and they -have somehow missed the trail that would have -taken them to the besieged wagon. But why don't -they come here, instead of going by on the trot?"</p> - -<p>While putting these puzzling questions to myself -I was standing with the folds of the tent door -slightly parted, peeping out stealthily, lest the -bullet of my lurking foe might find me. When the -party of mounted men were nearly opposite our -tent I noticed one from the head of the column -branch off and strike a gallop in my direction, and -a moment later the welcome voice of Wild Bill -called out:</p> - -<p>"Halloo, Peck, are you still a-kicking?"</p> - -<p>Answering him with an affirmative shout, I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[Pg 263]</a></span> -stepped out, forgetting for the moment the Indian -who was watching for a shot at me. He failed to -take advantage of the opportunity, for he saw -that he was trapped and made a dash up out of -the ravine and ran for the nearest point of bushes -just back of our burned haystack.</p> - -<p>I called to Bill, who was on the same side of the -ravine as the fleeing Kiowa:</p> - -<p>"Head him off, Bill! Kill him! Kill him!"</p> - -<p>The scout instantly turned his horse and dashed -after the Indian, who, seeing that he could not -reach the brush before being overtaken, halted, -turned, took deliberate aim at the oncoming horseman, -and fired.</p> - -<p>Down went horse and rider in a heap. The -Kiowa dropped his rifle, drew his knife, and -started forward to finish his fallen foe. As Bill -was now between me and the Indian I was afraid -to fire for fear of hitting my friend, who, I saw, was -struggling to free himself from his dead horse. I -ran across the ravine to where I thought I could -help Bill, and before I reached the top of the bank -on the other side I heard a shot and then Bill's -war-whoop.</p> - -<p>When I got in sight of them again Bill was still -lying down, one foot under his dead horse, and -the Kiowa was lying a few feet from him.</p> - -<p>I rushed to him and helped to free him from his -horse. On getting on his feet he assured me that -he was not hurt, and then, looking toward the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[Pg 264]</a></span> -Kiowa and noticing that his enemy was not yet -dead, with an exultant war-whoop Bill whipped -out his knife, sprang to his dying foe, anxious to -scalp him.</p> - -<p>I had been so absorbed in this affair that I -had not noticed that Captain Saunders with his -troopers had turned out of his course and now -came galloping up to us; seeing which Bill called -out impatiently to the captain, waving him back:</p> - -<p>"Don't stop here, Cap! There's only one Injun -here, and I've fixed him! We're losing time, -and we've lost too much already. I'm afraid -them Kiowas out yonder'll get away from us yet. -Shove your men along out that way lively."</p> - -<p>And then suddenly stopping to listen to a rattle -of firearms out toward the wagon, he exclaimed:</p> - -<p>"There, do you hear that? Your lieutenant's -opening the ball out there right now and them -Kiowas'll be coming a-tearing this way in a few -minutes. String your men out so's to catch them. -I'll overtake you."</p> - -<p>"But what will you do for a horse?" asked -Saunders as he gave command for moving:</p> - -<p>"I'll borrow Peck's black horse."</p> - -<p>Saunders immediately put his men on the gallop -toward the wagon on the prairie.</p> - -<p>Taking Bill's hint of a remount, I rushed to the -stable and got Prince out, while he was getting -his saddle and bridle off his dead horse; and while -hurriedly saddling the black horse Bill was giving<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[Pg 265]</a></span> -me a brief account of how they came to be here -at our camp instead of at the wagon.</p> - -<p>"Found come through to Fort Larned on time, -all right," he said, "and wanted to come back -with me, but I locked him in my room. It took an -everlasting time for Saunders to get his company -ready to move. Well, after we started, I concluded -that the Kiowas would hear us a-coming -and get away, unless we could get around in their -rear. So I got the captain to divide his men, -leaving twenty, under Lieutenant Wilson, to lay -around over about Ash Creek hollow until nigh daylight, -and then to move up onto the Injuns around -the wagon and start them this way, while with the -other thirty men we got around on this side of -them. We've been riding like the devil, but it -was a long ways to go to get around here, and -Lieutenant Wilson was to make the attack on his -side at daylight, anyway, and he's a-doing it all -right."</p> - -<p>By this time we had Prince saddled, and, springing -onto him, as he galloped after Saunders's party -Bill called back to me:</p> - -<p>"Keep a sharp lookout, Peck, till we get back -here, for there may be some skulkers laying for -you in the timber 'round here."</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[Pg 266]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXIV<br /> - -<small>CAPTAIN SAUNDERS' FIGHT</small></h2></div> - - -<p>Glancing around as Bill galloped away, I -plainly saw, in the bushes at the edge of the -timber back of our burnt haystack, two Indian -ponies tied to some bushes, with saddles and -bridles on. They were the mounts of the two -Kiowas who had entertained me throughout the -night and one of whom Bill had just killed.</p> - -<p>The other fellow, who set fire to the haystack, -I supposed had made good his escape.</p> - -<p>And, as I thought this, I naturally turned to -look at the spot from where he had fired the burning -arrow.</p> - -<p>"I'm sure I hit him when I shot at him out of -the tent," I said to myself. "I wonder if I hurt -him much? I'll just step down there and see if -there is any blood on the ground."</p> - -<p>As I approached the spot I saw something like -the end of a dirty blanket showing from behind the -jutting bank where he had been concealed, and, -fearing that the Indian, wounded, might be lying -there waiting to shoot me, I cocked my rifle and -crept cautiously around to where I could see behind -the projecting bank; and there lay the Indian,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[Pg 267]</a></span> -sure enough, but without sign of life. On a nearer -approach I found he was dead and cold—probably -having bled to death soon after I had shot him.</p> - -<p>On turning the body over to get a good look at -his face, I was somewhat astonished to recognize -the features of old Broken Nose, the medicine-man -from To hausen's camp.</p> - -<p>Leaving the body where it was, I hurried back -to the tent to climb up on the derrick with the -field-glass, anxious to see what I could of the fight -between the Kiowas and soldiers out on the prairie. -There was not much to see.</p> - -<p>Saunders' party had been delayed too long in -making the detour to get in the rear of the enemy. -Lieutenant Wilson had made his attack at daylight, -according to orders, and the Indians, abandoning -their siege of the wagon, were retreating -to the nearest point of the Walnut Creek timber.</p> - -<p>From my stand I could see Saunders' party trying -to cut off the fleeing Indians from the timber, -but they seemed to succeed in intercepting only a -few of the hindmost ones. Saunders, Wild Bill, -and party went on in pursuit of the fleeing Kiowas -until they passed out of sight behind a point of -timber.</p> - -<p>Turning my glass toward the wagon, I could -see a party of soldiers gathered around it. Soon -the wagon started moving toward our camp, accompanied -by the mounted men. The soldiers -must have recaptured the mules and harness.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[Pg 268]</a></span>As the wagon party came down the grade from -the upland at a brisk trot, it occurred to me that -they would all be as hungry as coyotes, and, rushing -down into the dugout, I began doing what I -could to prepare something for them to eat.</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Wilson came galloping on ahead to -tell me the results of the fight at his end of the line, -not knowing that I had witnessed nearly all of it -through the glass. Jack and Tom, he said, were -both wounded, but not seriously. They had killed -three Kiowas and two ponies before the soldiers -arrived, and the latter had killed five more Indians -and captured several ponies in the attack at daylight.</p> - -<p>I told the lieutenant what arrangement I -had planned for feeding his men—which he said -would be satisfactory—and also that we had grain -enough to give his horses a feed but no hay.</p> - -<p>As the wagon came up I rushed to it to congratulate -my comrades on their escape and to ascertain -the extent of their injuries.</p> - -<p>"Only a few scratches," said Jack indifferently, -in spite of his pale looks, as he climbed out of the -wagon with his left arm in a sling. "I got an -arrow through me arm, but Tom is worse hurted—a -bullet through his thigh but no bones broke. -Have you anything to eat?"</p> - -<p>I helped Tom out and supported him on one side -as he hobbled down to the dugout. Meantime, -the lieutenant and his troopers were taking care<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[Pg 269]</a></span> -of their horses, after which some of them unharnessed -the mules for us while others started a fire -and began to cook their breakfast.</p> - -<p>As I entered the dugout with Tom, I noticed -my blankets lying on the floor, where I had -dropped them on my hurried entry the night -before, and after helping the old man to a seat I -gathered up the bedding to make him a pallet. -In doing this the bullet that old Broken Nose had -fired into the bundle dropped to the floor.</p> - -<p>"There, Tom," I said as I picked it up and -handed it to him, "is a last token from your old -friend, Broken Nose."</p> - -<p>"What? Has the old rascal been here? Why -didn't you kill him?" he asked eagerly.</p> - -<p>"I did. He's lying down the ravine yonder, a -little way. He and another had me corralled here -all night, but I got Broken Nose and Wild Bill -got the other."</p> - -<p>While I cooked breakfast I told them all about -my little affair of the past night.</p> - -<p>"While the coffee's a-boiling, lieutenant," said -Jack after I had finished, "come on and we'll go -and take a look at the dead Injuns. I want to -make sure that they're good and dead."</p> - -<p>As they started out I called to them:</p> - -<p>"While you're at it, go over to the brush yonder, -behind the burnt haystack, and bring in the -two Indians' ponies. I haven't had time to gather -them in yet."</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[Pg 270]</a></span>In a little while they returned, bringing the -horses and tying them to the wagon.</p> - -<p>"You and Bill sure did a good job on them -two," said Jack as he and Wilson re-entered the -cabin. "I'm only sorry I didn't have the pleasure -of doing the business for old Broken Nose myself, -for I was owing him that."</p> - -<p>We had just finished eating our breakfast when -one of the soldiers called out:</p> - -<p>"Here comes Wild Bill riding like the devil was -after him! Wonder what's up?"</p> - -<p>Looking in the direction that Saunders's party -had gone, we saw the scout coming back alone, -riding rapidly.</p> - -<p>When he reached us he said that Captain Saunders -and two of his men were wounded, one horse -killed and several wounded. One soldier was -thought to be fatally hurt; and Bill had come for -our team and wagon to haul them to our camp, as -the two soldiers were unable to sit on their horses.</p> - -<p>We were soon busy hitching up the mules while -Bill gave us the particulars of their fight. It appeared -that in chasing the fleeing Kiowas, Bill, -accompanied by several soldiers, had become separated -from Saunders and the main party, and the -scout, not being at hand to guide the captain, the -latter in his eager pursuit of the enemy had made -the mistake of closely following the Indians into -the timber, which blunder they had anticipated -and had ambushed the soldiers.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[Pg 271]</a></span>"I thought Cap. knew better than that," said -Bill, "but it was partly my fault. I knew he'd -never fought Injuns before, and I ought to have -stayed with him and stopped him short of the -brush."</p> - -<p>In spite of his crippled condition, old Tom came -hobbling out of the dugout, with his little medicine-chest -and a bundle of rags under his arm for -bandages, and insisted on going with the team to -do what he could for the wounded.</p> - -<p>Jack's wounded arm prevented him from handling -the team, so we left him in camp and I went -along to drive the mules. Lieutenant Wilson had -received orders to remain at our camp with his -detachment until further orders.</p> - -<p>After being helped into the wagon, Tom's foresight -prompted him to call to me:</p> - -<p>"Peck, throw in some bedding and get some -grub—sugar, coffee, hardtack, and meat—to take -along, and a camp kettle and frying-pan and a -few tin cups."</p> - -<p>I remembered the bale of buffalo robes I had cut -open in the tent the night before for my own comfort -and, calling one of the soldiers to help me, -brought them out and tumbled them into the -wagon, with the desired rations and utensils. I -then took the lines and whip and started at a trot, -guided by Wild Bill riding alongside.</p> - -<p>As we trotted along I asked the scout:</p> - -<p>"How many Kiowas did you and Saunders' -party kill?"</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[Pg 272]</a></span>"The returns are not all in yet," replied Bill, -"but I think we got seven or eight. I got three -of them for my share. That was all I could catch -before they got into the timber; and, of course, -when they got to the brush I had to give up the -chase and let them go."</p> - -<p>"It's most too good a thing to hope that old -Satank'll be found among the killed," said Tom.</p> - -<p>"No, I'm afraid we'll not find him among them," -replied Bill regretfully, "for I reckon his luck has -saved him again, unless he may be among them -that were killed out near the wagon. If I can get -time I'll ride around over the prairie and take a -good look at all of them, and the old rascal may be -found among them; but I'll be surprised if he is, -for he has wonderful luck in getting out of tight -places."</p> - -<p>"Don't you think, Bill," I asked, "that this was -rather a badly managed expedition of old Satank's, -considering that he has the reputation of being -such a successful raider?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, he's made a bad mess of it this time, sure, -and a few more such failures'll cause his followers -to choose another leader. I think he's losing his -grip on the war-path, and we'll soon see Satanta -or Big Tree coming to the front as leader of the -hostile Kiowas. When what's left of these fellows -get back to their big village and count noses, -there'll be such a howl against old Satank that I -don't believe he'll ever be able to get much of a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[Pg 273]</a></span> -following again. You mark what I tell you, Satanta -or Big Tree is going to be the war chief of the -Kiowas hereafter."</p> - -<p>We found Captain Saunders and his men about -two miles above our camp, dismounted in the edge -of the timber near the old Indian camp, anxiously -awaiting our arrival. Saunders himself had his -head roughly bandaged with an old handkerchief -because of a glancing arrow wound above his right -ear, which had bled profusely over his face and -clothes but was not serious. His horse had received -a bullet in the shoulder which lamed him -badly.</p> - -<p>Supposing from Saunders' appearance that he -was badly hurt, Tom was going to him to dress his -wounds when the captain said:</p> - -<p>"Never mind me, Mr. Vance; I'm not hurt -much; but if you can help poor Dolan there, lying -behind that tree, do what you can for him. He is -badly hurt—spitting blood and growing weaker—" -talking as he led the way to where the wounded -man lay. "An arrow went through his breast -and lodged in the neck of a horse a couple of rods -behind him. I had no idea they could shoot those -arrows so viciously."</p> - -<p>On examining Dolan's wound, Tom's experience -told him that the man was past any help that he -could render, for the arrow had gone through the -lung, and an inward hemorrhage seemed to be -slowly sapping his life. Dressing the wound and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</a></span> -giving the man a stimulant, Tom and the captain -consulted together for a moment and then informed -the patient that, though his case was quite -serious, it was not altogether hopeless and that -his only chance was to be hurried back to Fort -Larned, where the post surgeon could give him -proper attention.</p> - -<p>The other man who had been reported wounded -had a broken arm. Tom splinted and bandaged -it, and the two were soon made comparatively -comfortable among the buffalo robes in the wagon. -Several others had received slight wounds but -were "able for duty."</p> - -<p>While this had been going on, Saunders' men -had gotten out the grub and utensils, fried some -meat and made some coffee and now called us up -to eat. This was the first intimation to Saunders -that there was such a luxury as food in the outfit, -and as he sniffed the pleasant aroma of the boiling -coffee he turned to Tom and me and thanked us -for our thoughtfulness.</p> - -<p>"Captain," said Tom after we had eaten, "it's -time that team was on the way to Fort Larned. -What are your plans for getting these men there? -If I can help you in any way, I'm at your service."</p> - -<p>"Thanks," replied Saunders. "My plan is to -send a half dozen men along with the wagon as an -escort and some responsible man in charge. I -will then move down to your camp and, taking<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</a></span> -Wilson and party from there, move on down to -To hausen's village and try to find out whether -his people have been harboring these hostiles; and -then to-morrow we'll all move into the fort. I -will send a requisition in by the team to bring out -some grain for the horses to-morrow and any other -supplies that we may need. It will be best that -we stay and see you all safely into Fort Larned." -Then turning to Wild Bill, he asked: "Do you -think, Bill, that six men will be a sufficient escort -to go with the wagon and wounded men—do you -think there is any danger of their meeting hostile -Kiowas?"</p> - -<p>"None but dead ones," replied Bill. "The team -can go through all right now."</p> - -<p>"Well," said Saunders, "I had thought of asking -Mr. Vance or Mr. Peck to take charge of the -wounded men and see them through."</p> - -<p>"Tom'll be the man for that," suggested Bill, -"for the wounded men may need some help on -the way."</p> - -<p>"Well, that's settled," said Tom impatiently, as -he started for the wagon without waiting for the -captain's decision. "Captain, please detail the -escort and start them on after me; they can soon -overtake us." And, climbing into the wagon, he -took up the whip and lines and started.</p> - -<p>The captain quickly mounted the escort and -hurried them after the wagon; and then he himself -mounted the horse of one of the wounded<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</a></span> -men and we set out for our camp, I riding one of -the Kiowa ponies captured in the fight.</p> - -<p>The horses were a rather scrawny-looking lot, -as the Indian ponies generally are at this season -of the year—the result of starvation through the -winter—but, no doubt, there was in them good -mettle that would show itself as soon as the grass -came; for the Indian warrior always selects his -fleetest and toughest horse to ride when going on -the war-path.</p> - -<p>Arrived at the camp, Captain Saunders had his -men unsaddle and water their horses and picket -them out for an hour's rest before starting down to -To hausen's village.</p> - -<p>Some of Lieutenant Wilson's men had killed -several antelope and had cooked up a great lot of -the meat, anticipating that Saunders' men would -come in hungry, as they did. Saunders, Wilson, -Bill, and I adjourned to the dugout to eat the -meal Jack had prepared for us.</p> - -<p>While we were eating I told Captain Saunders -something of my experience of the previous night -and exhibited the bullet that old Broken Nose -had fired into the bundle of blankets in my arms.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXV<br /> - -<small>WE PART FROM FRIENDS</small></h2></div> - - -<p>The captain's party returned from To hausen's -village about sunset. He said that he -had had an amicable and satisfactory talk with -the old chief and his followers, all of whom reiterated -their former professions of friendship for -the whites and declared that they would have -no intercourse with the hostiles.</p> - -<p>"We've got to take that," said Wild Bill, who -had been interpreter at the talk, "with a grain of -salt, for while I was there I found out, by pumping -some of their youngsters and women, that they -were pretty well posted about the whole affair up -to the time that Lieutenant Wilson put in an appearance -and stampeded them this morning, which -goes to show that a few of To hausen's bucks -were with Satank up to that time; and in the -stampede these fellows must have skedaddled back -to To hausen's camp and told about the fight -as far as they had been in it. But they didn't -seem to know about our part of the fight up the -creek nor about old Broken Nose and this other -Indian getting their medicine here. I told them -about that part of it. And, to make it appear like<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</a></span> -old Nosey had gotten just what was coming to -him, I told them that the man who got away with -him was the same one that old Nosey had tried to -burn up when he set fire to the grass out in the -bottom that day."</p> - -<p>"Good for you, Bill!" exclaimed Jack. "I don't -want to rob Peck of the credit, but it's better to -let his people think that I evened up with the old -rascal at last."</p> - -<p>After supper, as night settled down, the cold -wind reminded us of another difficulty that few -of us had yet thought of. What were we to do for -bedding for the soldiers who had come away from -the garrison in a hurry without any thought of -being out overnight?</p> - -<p>About tattoo the rattling of a wagon was heard -out on the trail toward Fort Larned. It seemed -impossible that Tom could be coming back from -the fort so soon with our mule team, but a wagon -was approaching from that direction.</p> - -<p>We were all out upon the bank looking and -listening and speculating as to who the coming -parties could be when we heard the sentry on -that side of the grounds challenge: "Halt! Who -comes there?" And then, apparently assuming -the right to pass upon the credentials of the newcomers -without the regulation formality of calling -for the sergeant of the guard, the sentry admitted -two mounted men, who came cantering up to the -camp-fire.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</a></span>The arrivals were two troopers who reported -that a little way behind them two six-mule teams -were coming, escorted by a dozen cavalrymen -under charge of a sergeant. They had been sent -out by the commanding officer, at Tom's suggestion, -as quickly as they could be hitched up after -our team with the wounded men had arrived at -the fort.</p> - -<p>In a few minutes the teams and escort came up, -admitted by the sentry. We soon learned the results -of Tom's trip. The badly wounded soldier, -Dolan, had died shortly after Tom's arrival at the -post. On reaching the fort Tom drove immediately -to the adjutant's office and reported to the -commanding officer the result of the fight and the -condition of the wounded, and then hurried on to -the hospital, followed by the major and several -other officers and soldiers, all eager to learn all the -particulars.</p> - -<p>By this time Tom's wounded leg had made him -so lame that he realized the impossibility of his -returning to our camp with the supplies; and our -mule team, also, was not in condition to return -immediately, so he suggested to the major that a -couple of six-mule teams be quickly hitched up -and started under escort for the camp with rations -and feed for Saunders' men and horses; and -he very thoughtfully, also, advised sending the -blankets of Saunders' troopers, all of which was -promptly ordered.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</a></span>One team would have been ample to have taken -the supplies to Saunders, but Tom calculated that -by sending two the second team, in the absence -of our own, could be used, in returning next day, -to move our plunder into the post.</p> - -<p>Captain Saunders could not say enough in praise -of the old man's forethought and unselfishness. -"He is certainly a valuable man among soldiers," -he said, "for he always seems to know what to -do and how to do it."</p> - -<p>"Cap," interjected Wild Bill, "you will please -bear in mind that I suggested that Tom was the -man to send on that trip."</p> - -<p>"So you did," admitted Saunders, "and you -certainly knew your man."</p> - -<p>I had assigned the use of our tent to Captain -Saunders' guard detail; and by stuffing a bale of -skins into the mouth of the tunnel under the tripod, -to stop the draught, and carrying the other -bales outside, they made for themselves very comfortable -quarters.</p> - -<p>The other men made their beds on the open -prairie, outside the tent, with their saddles for pillows; -and most of them turned in early, to get out -of the cold night wind and from weariness, while -a few still sat around the camp-fire talking over -the events of the day.</p> - -<p>The officers and Wild Bill prepared to sleep with -us in the cabin, and after we had spread down our -beds I spoke to Bill about the events of the morning -and the loss of his horse.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</a></span>"Yes," said he, "there ain't but one horse in the -country that's as good as my Charlie, and maybe -a little better in some ways, and that's your Black -Prince; and I'm going to try to coax you boys to -sell me that horse because I've fell in love with -him and I need him bad in my business."</p> - -<p>"Why, Bill," said Jack, laughing heartily at the -scout's guilelessness, "you ain't no sort of a horse -trader. When you want to buy a man's horse -you should run him down and make him out no -account instead of bragging on him."</p> - -<p>"If I was dealing with horse-jockeys I might do -that way," returned Bill, "but when I'm a-dealing -with honest men who I know won't take any advantage -of me I like to deal on the square with -them; and I tell you, honest Injun, that Black -Prince is about the best horse I ever threw a leg -over. I've heard that you boys have refused an -offer of two hundred and fifty dollars from some -of the officers at the fort. Now, I'll tell you what -I'll do, I'll give you three hundred for him; and -if that ain't enough I'll give you more. I ain't -got the money with me, but when we get over to -the fort I can get it from Weisselbaum. Now, -what do you say to that?"</p> - -<p>It was amusing to listen to the unsophisticated -proposition of this free-hearted, unselfish fellow. -He did not take into consideration that he had -just rendered each of us a service of far greater -value than several such horses. He did not consider<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</a></span> -that we were in any way indebted to him on -account of his horse being killed in our service. -No; that was merely one of the misfortunes of war.</p> - -<p>But Tom, Jack, and I, although we had not said -a word to each other about it, had each mentally -decided that we ought to present the black horse -to Wild Bill to make good his loss and to show -our appreciation of his manly response and priceless -service in our hour of need.</p> - -<p>In reply to his question, "What do you say?" -and an expressive look from Jack, I said:</p> - -<p>"Not having consulted my partners about the -matter, Bill, of course I can't speak for them, but -I think it's a safe guess that you'll get the horse; -and there is plenty of time in the future to settle -on the price."</p> - -<p>"Well, now, that's the way I like to hear you -talk," said he with a gratified smile. "When we -get over to the fort, you and Jack can talk it over -with Tom and let me know the price you agree -on, and I'll dig up the money."</p> - -<p>The night passed quietly. As Bill had said, the -hostiles had been too badly whipped to think of -returning to attack us. After breakfast next -morning the horses were saddled and the wagons -packed; and marching out on the Fort Larned -trail, the company moved first in "column of -fours," followed by the two six-mule teams, and -then came the "cavvy-yard," driven by the men -of the guard acting as "rear-guard." Bill, Jack,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</a></span> -and I rode at the head of the column with the -company officers.</p> - -<p>As we reached the crest of the grade coming -onto the upland, about two miles from our recent -camp, with the officers we turned out on the side -of the trail as the command marched by, to take -a parting look at Camp Coyotelope; and we noticed -what appeared to be a number of Indians—some -mounted and some afoot—moving about in -the vicinity of the dugouts.</p> - -<p>"Some of To hausen's people," suggested Bill, -"looking after the bodies of old Nosey and his -pard and gathering up the leavings about the old -camp. They'll take them two dead bucks back -to their camp and bury them."</p> - -<p>I had dismounted and taken out our field-glass -to get a better view of the Indians and verified -the scout's surmise, for I could plainly see a group -gathered about the body of each of the two dead -Indians, apparently lifting them onto their ponies.</p> - -<p>"There, Peck," said Bill, noticing the field-glass -I held, "is another thing I'd like to buy or trade -you out of, for I got mine broke yesterday morning -when my horse fell with me; and I need glasses, -and you're going back to Leavenworth where you -can easy get another pair." As he took the glass -to examine it, he asked: "How much is it -worth?"</p> - -<p>"It cost us twenty dollars in Leavenworth," I -replied. "They are handy things to have on the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[Pg 284]</a></span> -plains, but we won't need it much going back to -the settlements. I'll speak to Tom about it and -I guess we'll let you have it when we get ready to -start on the home-stretch from Fort Larned."</p> - -<p>"Well, it ought to be worth more out here than -it cost you in Leavenworth and I'll pay you whatever -you think it's worth. Of course, I ain't got -the money now, for it's going to take all I can -borrow, I reckon, to pay you for this horse; but -if you'll trust me till I come in to Leavenworth, -I'll pay you then—that is I'm supposing that you -fellows will hang up in Leavenworth for a while—anyway, -till you blow in your money."</p> - -<p>"Well, as to Tom and me," remarked Jack, "I -believe each of us has planned to take a trip East -when we get in, but I think it'll be a safe wager -that you'll find Peck about Leavenworth, for -there's a curly-headed girl there that he talks -about in his sleep."</p> - -<p>"Well, that do settle it," said Bill with a chuckle -and a wink at Jack.</p> - -<p>As we passed over the recent battle-field, we rode -around and looked at the bodies of all the dead -Kiowas, hoping though hardly expecting to find -Satank, but were disappointed—the murderous -old fiend had escaped again. These bodies were -all considerably torn by the wolves, but their features -were still in good enough condition to have -enabled us to identify him had he been among -the fallen. An inscrutable Providence permitted<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[Pg 285]</a></span> -this bloodthirsty demon to roam the plains for -several years longer.</p> - -<p>As we neared the post, several officers and soldiers -came out to meet us, anxious to hear all about -the fight. The cavvy-yard of captured ponies, -with their Indian saddles and bridles, together -with other trophies of the fight carried by Saunders' -men, attracted much attention. Saunders' -men seemed much elated over the fact that this, -their first engagement with the Indians, had been -so successfully planned and executed.</p> - -<p>As the captain with his company turned off to -their stable, Bill, Jack, and I, accompanied by the -six-mule team carrying our plunder, moved on -through the garrison and established our camp -about a half mile below, in a snug bend of Pawnee -Fork.</p> - -<p>After unloading our stuff from the wagon, we -sent the team back to the garrison and then set -about pitching our tent and making ourselves comfortable, -for we expected to have to remain here -several days, partly on Tom's account and partly -to wait for Kitchen's train, which was coming in -from New Mexico, by which we expected to ship -our wolfskins to Leavenworth, provided we did -not sell them here.</p> - -<p>After getting everything in shape, leaving Jack -to mind camp and cook dinner, Bill and I returned -to the post to call on Tom at the hospital, to release -Found, who was still locked in Bill's room, -and to bring our mule team back to camp.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[Pg 286]</a></span>We found the old man still badly crippled from -the wound in his thigh, but the doctor thought he -would be able to travel in a few days.</p> - -<p>The faithful dog was glad to see us and to be -released. He was quite hungry, for he had had -nothing to eat since the feed I gave him in the -dugout before starting him with the message to -Bill.</p> - -<p>As I was hitching up our mule team at Saunders' -company stable, the captain came by and insisted -on my going with him to the commissary -and loading in some rations and feed which he had -procured a requisition for, to replace the supplies -that his men and horses had consumed at Camp -Coyotelope.</p> - -<p>The work of settling up our business affairs and -getting everything ready for the return trip now -devolved upon me, though I had the benefit of -consultation with Tom on all matters of importance.</p> - -<p>As already stated, our winter's catch of wolfskins -numbered something over three thousand. -These were all dried and baled in one of Weisselbaum's -warerooms. About one fourth of these -pelts were of the large gray wolves, or "lobos," as -the Mexicans call them, which, at that time, were -rated on the plains at one dollar and twenty-five -cents each. The other three fourths were coyotes, -worth seventy-five cents each. Besides these, -there were several bales of the skins of the little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[Pg 287]</a></span> -yellow fox, worth twenty-five cents each. At -these figures, the entire lot should bring us something -over twenty-six hundred dollars. On Tom's -advice I offered the whole to Weisselbaum for -twenty-five hundred, but he seemed to think he -could get them for less and held off.</p> - -<p>One day when negotiations had reached this -stage, Kitchen's mule train rolled in and camped -near us. This brought business to a focus with -Weisselbaum and he immediately hurried down -to our camp, accepted my offer, and wrote me out -a check on Clark & Gruber<a name="FNanchor_E_5" id="FNanchor_E_5"></a><a href="#Footnote_E_5" class="fnanchor">[E]</a> (M. E. Clark & E. H. -Gruber), bankers of Leavenworth city, for twenty-five -hundred dollars. In addition to this, I drew -from his safe the three hundred and fifty dollars -that we had deposited with him.</p> - -<p>It is a well-known fact that in the dry, pure -atmosphere of the plains, flesh wounds heal with -astonishing rapidity. It may have been, in Tom's -case, that the satisfactory closing up of our business -affairs had something to do with it, but about -this time Jack and I were astonished as well as -pleased to see Tom come limping into camp and -report for duty.</p> - -<p>Bill had sent word by Tom that he, Captain -Saunders, and Lieutenant Wilson were coming -down to take supper with us, and just after retreat -all three rode into camp accompanied by Found.</p> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[Pg 288]</a></span>"Now, boys," said Bill as he dismounted and -tied Black Prince to the wagon, "you haven't told -me yet how much you're going to tax me for this -horse, and if you'll let me know I'll go right up to -Weisselbaum's and get the greenbacks for you, -for he said he'd let me have them."</p> - -<p>"We've talked the matter over, Bill," said Tom, -speaking for our party, "an' have concluded that, -seeing as how you lost your best horse in our -service, and in consideration of the good service -you've done us all the way along, an' old-time -friendship and so forth, that it'll be no more'n -right for us to make you a present of Black Prince, -subject only to the condition that if the rightful -owner of the horse ever turns up and claims him -you'll then have to make terms with him; but -that's a very remote possibility."</p> - -<p>"Do you mean it, Tom? Is that so, boys?" -asked the scout in confused astonishment at such -good luck as he looked around from one to another -of us. "Am I to have that fine horse without -paying you a dollar?"</p> - -<p>"That's what! That's the job we've put up on -you," we replied.</p> - -<p>"Well, now, boys—" stammered Bill in a diffident -sort of way as he seemed to be trying to -study up a nice little speech of thanks.</p> - -<p>"Aw, give us a rest!" interrupted old Tom in -his rough and good-humored effort to help Bill out -of his embarrassment. "The horse is yours, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">[Pg 289]</a></span> -I don't want to hear anything more out of you -about it."</p> - -<p>Knowing that Bill was an expert shot with rifle -or pistol, it had occurred to me, since he had expressed -a desire to buy our field-glass, to exact of -him a sample of his marksmanship as his signature -to a promissory note for the price of the glass; and -accordingly I had selected the ace of diamonds -from our old, much-soiled deck of cards and had -written across the face of it:</p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i309.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p>"But, Bill," I put in after Tom had cut him off -short about the horse, "I ain't going to let you off -so cheap on that field-glass deal. You'll have to -give me your note for the twenty dollars."</p> - -<p>"Well, I guess I can borrow that much from -Cap Saunders or Mr. Wilson, here, and pay you -the cash," he replied.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">[Pg 290]</a></span>"No, I don't want the money—I want your -note written on this card, signed by a bullet shot -by you through the centre of the ace at ten -paces."</p> - -<p>Saying which, I produced the card I had prepared -and read the inscription to him.</p> - -<p>"Now, I'll tack the card up on this tree here," -I continued, "and you are to stand with your back -against the card, pistol in hand, step off ten paces, -'bout face, and fire a bullet through the ace. And -if you don't knock the centre out it's no go—I'll -have to write another note on another ace and -you'll have to try it again."</p> - -<p>"Huh! that's easy," said Bill with a grin of -confidence. "You won't have to waste any more -of your cards."</p> - -<p>I knew he could do it, even at twenty paces, for -I had seen him perform such feats before. With -the utmost indifference, he backed up to the card on -the tree, stepped off ten paces—good, long-legged -measure—made a graceful "officer's about face," -instantly firing, without apparently taking aim, as -he came around facing the card; and we could all -see the hole in the centre of the bright-red ace.</p> - -<p>"By George, that's good shooting!" exclaimed -Saunders in unfeigned astonishment. "Can you -do it again, Bill, or was that just an accident?"</p> - -<p>"I'll put another ball in the same hole for you," -replied the scout carelessly as he threw up his -pistol and fired.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">[Pg 291]</a></span>Saunders' and Wilson's incredulity prompted -them to step up to the tree and examine the card -closely.</p> - -<p>"Guess you must have missed the whole tree -that time, Bill," said the captain after scrutinizing -the card and tree carefully. "The hole isn't made -any larger that I can see and I can't find any -other hole in the tree."</p> - -<p>"Of course not. I didn't want to spoil the card; -but the second bullet is in there, right on top of the -first one, and I'll bet a horse on it. Now, stand -out of the way till I show you another trick. I'm -going to take off the right-hand point of the diamond -this time."</p> - -<p>And at the crack of his pistol the right point -disappeared—the last hole just cutting into the -edge of the first one.</p> - -<p>"Now, look out for the left-hand point."</p> - -<p>And the left point was gone—all the red being -obliterated but a little streak above and below -the first hole.</p> - -<p>"There, Peck," he remarked regretfully as he -began reloading his pistol, "I had to pretty nigh -spoil the card to show these fellows I wasn't -a-faking."</p> - -<p>"Don't that beat the devil?" remarked Wilson, -looking from the target to Bill and from Bill to -the target in undisguised astonishment.</p> - -<p>"Well, I've heard of such phenomenal shooting," -said Saunders, "but never saw the like before<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">[Pg 292]</a></span> -and wouldn't have believed it possible if I -hadn't seen it. Ain't there some trick about it, -Bill?"</p> - -<p>"Not as I know of—nothing but what you've -seen. Now, if you think that second shot missed -the tree, Cap," remarked the scout as he took -down the card and passed it around for inspection, -"take that axe, there, and chop 'em all out, and -if you don't find four navy balls in there I'll eat -the chips."</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Wilson seized the axe and soon cut -out the four battered but distinct bullets.</p> - -<p>"I'd give a good deal if I could shoot like that. -How do you do it, Bill?" asked the captain.</p> - -<p>"Dunno how I do it," replied the scout. "I -always could put my bullets about where I wanted -to and can't tell how I do it, either. I don't try -very hard, but just throw her up and turn loose -without taking any particular aim, and somehow -the ball goes right where I look. Of course, I -keep in good practice, and that helps some, I -suppose."</p> - -<p>"Practice won't explain it, captain," said old -Tom. "It's a gift—a natural talent that some -men find themselves possessed of. The same as -some men have the natural gift of writing a beautiful -hand, and do it with all ease, while others, -with ever so much practice, can only acquire moderate -skill. Now, Peck, Jack, or me, by constant -practice, can do fairly well with a pistol or rifle;<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">[Pg 293]</a></span> -but we can't hold a candle to Bill. The best we -could probably do, on an average, at fifteen to -twenty paces, would be to put three to four bullets -out of six in a playing-card, which would be -good shooting at a man, but Bill can put every -ball just where he wants 'em to go. I've seen -him shoot at a five-spot and put a ball in each -spot just as somebody would call them off to him, -like this, 'Centre! upper right! upper left! lower -right! lower left!' putting the balls through the -centre of each spot as accurately as you could -punch them with a nail and hammer. And he -can do nearly as well, too, mounted and on the -run. But, come, men, supper's getting cold."</p> - -<p>After supper, although his recently wounded -arm was still somewhat sore, Jack got out his fiddle -and played several tunes, and we all joined in -singing songs.</p> - -<p>In course of conversation I had asked Captain -Saunders what had become of my former patron, -Lieutenant Lang, not having seen him about the -garrison recently.</p> - -<p>"Oh, Lang's out and gone—resigned by special -request. Went in on the last Santa Fé -mail-coach," replied the captain. "Although you -straightened up his company papers and saved -him—or his rich daddy, rather—from having to -pay Uncle Sam a lot of money to square up his -accounts, still it was evident in many ways that -he was totally incompetent to manage a company,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">[Pg 294]</a></span> -and he was given a hint from headquarters that -his resignation would be acceptable."</p> - -<p>Tom, Jack, and I had previously discussed the -propriety of our making a present of some kind -to the two officers, in testimony of our appreciation -of their extremely prompt and timely response -in the hour of our extremity, and, as we had -nothing else available or appropriate, we had decided -to abandon the plan of each having made a -fine fur overcoat out of some of our beaver and -otter skins and to give to each officer enough of -the furs for that purpose.</p> - -<p>At late bedtime, when the officers and Bill were -getting ready to start back to the garrison, Tom -brought out and gave to Saunders and Wilson -each a package of beaver skins, telling them of -the overcoats we had intended to make of them -and suggesting that they use them for the same -purpose. We also gave each officer a couple of -choice buffalo robes.</p> - -<p>"Now, men," said Saunders deprecatingly, -"don't rob yourselves of these furs to reward us -for doing our simple duty. We don't expect anything -of the kind, are not entitled to any reward, -and I don't think we ought to accept them, -and——"</p> - -<p>"But, Saunders," interrupted Lieutenant Wilson, -"when you come to think of the princely -overcoats these beaver furs will make, it seems -to me there would be no harm in accepting them—not<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">[Pg 295]</a></span> -as pay for doing our duty but just as tokens -of friendship and good-will from these men."</p> - -<p>"Now you're getting it through you," said -Tom approvingly. "That's the idea—just a -friendly gift." And before Saunders could enter -another remonstrance he added, as he gathered -up an armful of the robes and skins: "Come, Jack, -bring the rest and we'll tie them on their horses -for them."</p> - -<p>As the three men mounted we bade them a -cordial good-by and expressed a hope to soon -meet them again in Leavenworth. We each gave -Found an affectionate farewell hug, for we sincerely -regretted parting with him.</p> - -<p>"You'd best keep Found tied up for a few days, -Bill," suggested Jack as they started off, "lest -he should scent our trail and follow us. And -always take good care of him, for he's got more -genuine nobility in him than lots of the so-called -men I've met with."</p> - -<p>"You bet Found'll never want for good treatment -while I'm around," answered Bill; and then, -"Ta, ta, fellows, I'll see you in Leavenworth -before long," he called back as they rode away -into the darkness.</p> - -<p>During this day Mr. Kitchen, the proprietor -of the neighboring train, had visited our camp -and, after inspecting our wagon, team, and camp -outfit closely, had asked if it would be for sale -when we got through to Leavenworth.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">[Pg 296]</a></span>I answered: "Yes."</p> - -<p>"What will you take for it delivered to me there -in as good condition as it is now?" he asked, adding: -"I shall be close on your heels going in."</p> - -<p>After conferring with my partners we agreed -to deliver the outfit in good shape at Jim Brown's -livery stable, Fourth and Shawnee Streets, Leavenworth, -for five hundred dollars. Kitchen readily -agreed to take it and paid us a hundred dollars -down to clinch the bargain.</p> - - - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">[Pg 297]</a></span> -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER XXVI<br /> - -<small>BACK TO GOD'S COUNTRY</small></h2></div> - - -<p>We were a cheerful trio next morning as we -started out of camp on the home-stretch for -"God's country," with Jack singing: "Ain't we -glad to get out of the wilderness!"</p> - -<p>I had brought my captured ponies along, thinking -to use them for riding stock going in and to -realize something on them after we reached Leavenworth, -and for the first day tried them—Jack -riding one and I the other—but they were in such -poor condition that by the time we had reached -Charley Rath's ranch, the first evening, I saw that -they were not going to be able to stand the travel -on grass alone—and I had been unable to teach -them to eat grain—so I left them with Charley, -with a note to Wild Bill requesting him to dispose -of them to the best advantage for me, which he -did, turning in the money to me a few weeks later -in Leavenworth.</p> - -<p>Our bales of peltries made a bulky but not -heavy load, and our two mules and two broncos -hauled it with ease, and, though we were all anxious -now to reach the end of our journey, still we<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">[Pg 298]</a></span> -were under contract to deliver the team to Mr. -Kitchen in Leavenworth in good condition and, -therefore, must not overdrive.</p> - -<p>Of course each one of us was now doing some -lively planning for the future.</p> - -<p>"Well, taking all things into consideration," remarked -Jack, the first evening after we had got -settled in camp, "though we're glad to get out of -the wilderness for a while, we've done pretty well -this winter. We've had lots of fun, some lively adventures, -and we've made more money than we had -any idea of when we started into the business."</p> - -<p>"Yes," I replied, "we'll each have something -over a thousand dollars in clear cash for our winter's -work, when we divide up, and that's more -money than I ever possessed before—how is it -with you fellows?"</p> - -<p>"Same here," said Jack.</p> - -<p>"Me, too," said Tom.</p> - -<p>"Well," I continued, "I suppose each one of -you is studying out how he can quickest blow it -in before re-enlisting?"</p> - -<p>"I don't know about that," replied old Tom. -"I expect to re-enlist after a bit, of course, for -soldiering's the only trade I know and I haven't -really much use for the money, but I'll not -squander it foolishly. I've studied out a better -use for it. I have a widowed sister with several -children living on a little farm back in Pennsylvania, -and they only make a poor, cornbread<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">[Pg 299]</a></span> -living off the place by close economy. I've made -up my mind that the best use I can put this -money to is to go back there and fix them up in -good shape—and then I'm off to the war."</p> - -<p>"Good for you, Tom," I said approvingly, "but -then I naturally expected that you would put -your money to a sensible use. How is it with -Jack?"</p> - -<p>And Tom and I turned our inquiring looks to -the Irishman.</p> - -<p>"I know what you think," retorted he quickly. -"You think you know what'll get away with -Jack's money. In your minds you see my money -going for whiskey and me never drawing a sober -breath till I'm down to bed-rock. But I'm going -to fool you. I've been doing some thinking for -myself—and that's a rare thing for Jack, you -know—an' I says to myself, says I, 'Jacky, boy, -this is the time of your life to do some good for -your poor kindred in ould Ireland.' I haven't -heard from any of them for several years and -don't know who of them is living an' who is dead. -But I've made up my mind that when we get into -Leavenworth not a drop will I touch, and soon as -I crook me fingers on that money I'll hit the trail -for New York, take passage for the ould dart, and -if I can find any of my family living I'll bring -them back with me to this glorious land of liberty, -where one man's as good as another and a blamed -sight better if he behaves himself decently. And<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">[Pg 300]</a></span> -mind you, now, I'm not going to touch a drop of -liquor till I get back from the ould country. And -then, of course, I'll re-enlist, for soldiering's my -best hold."</p> - -<p>Before he was done speaking each of us had extended -a hand to give him a hearty hand shake of -encouragement in his good resolution.</p> - -<p>"My boy," said old Tom, with tears in his eyes, -as he took one of Jack's hands in both his, "you -don't know how glad it makes me to hear you talk -that way. If you'll only stick to it, I'd give the -half of my possessions to help you carry out that -resolution."</p> - -<p>"Same here, Jack," I added.</p> - -<p>"Well, I'm going to show you that I can and -will do it."</p> - -<p>After a little pause Tom inquired:</p> - -<p>"But now about yourself, Peck. What do you -expect to do with yourself?"</p> - -<p>"Well, I've made up my mind that I'll not re-enlist," -I replied. "I've had soldiering enough, I -think; but I suppose I'll have to enter Uncle Sam's -service in some shape or other. I noticed when -we were in Leavenworth before that the quartermaster's -department at the fort is fitting out a -good many trains of new six-mule teams; and, as -that is something to my notion, I think I'll try -for a job as wagon-master."</p> - -<p>When we reached Council Grove, then the gateway -of the border settlements, we felt as if we were<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">[Pg 301]</a></span> -really getting back into "God's country." As -we passed the place where we had had the controversy -with the jayhawkers, we stopped a little -while to have a chat with the old storekeeper and -told him the disposition we had made of the black -horse. He had never heard of any owner of the -horse and did not think it probable that Wild Bill -would ever be disturbed in his possession of him. -He had heard nothing more concerning the jayhawkers -after they were gobbled up by the soldiers -and taken to the military prison at Fort Leavenworth.</p> - -<p>When we reached Leavenworth City, we again -put up at Ned Welch's boarding-house, on Seneca -Street, and our team at Jim Brown's stable.</p> - -<p>A few days later, on the arrival of Mr. Kitchen's -train, we transferred our team and camp outfit to -him, as per agreement, divided up the cash proceeds -of our expedition, and the wolf hunters disbanded, -promising to keep track of each other in -the future by correspondence.</p> - -<p>Then Jack and Tom started East, intending to -travel together as far as Pennsylvania.</p> - -<p>I parted with my dear comrades with sincere -regret, fearing that in the vicissitudes of the great -war then getting under good headway, I might -never see them again.</p> - -<p>When next I heard from Jack he had re-enlisted -and was back in the old company again. In the -war he did gallant service and received some honorable<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">[Pg 302]</a></span> -scars, re-enlisted again after the war and -in his last enlistment took service in the Seventh -Cavalry, and was one of the last remnant of that -doomed band who with their gallant leader met a -heroic death on that fatal knoll by the Little Big -Horn River on Sunday, June 25, 1876. With few -serious faults, and many virtues, our untutored, -wild Irishman was a brave, unselfish, and manly -man.</p> - -<p>Tom carried out his plan of using his money for -the benefit of his widowed sister and her children -on the little farm in Pennsylvania, saw them -comfortably fixed, and then went to Washington, -where, through the influence of army officers who -had known him in the service he obtained a commission -as captain in a volunteer cavalry regiment, -soon rose to be colonel of the regiment, and at the -close of the war was a brevet brigadier-general, -commanding a brigade.</p> - -<p>He had hoped when the war ended to obtain a -commission in the regular army, but his wounds -so far disabled him as to unfit him for active service -in the regulars. He was, therefore, compelled -to accept a pension and retired to the little -farm to try to content himself with the dull life -of citizen.</p> - -<p>After years of perilous adventures and desperate -encounters on the frontier, Wild Bill was -finally assassinated in the city of Deadwood, South -Dakota, by a wretched gambler.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">[Pg 303]</a></span>And I? Well, of course, I married "the girl I -left behind me" in Leavenworth City, for which -piece of wisdom—or good fortune—I have always -congratulated myself. After getting married I -took service with Uncle Sam as a wagon-master, -in which capacity I served through the Civil War, -in Kansas, Missouri, Arkansas, and the Indian -Nation.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="footnotes"> -FOOTNOTES:</div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_A_1" id="Footnote_A_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_A_1"><span class="label">[A]</span></a> Afterward Fort Lyon, on the Arkansas River, and later abandoned. -The site is within a few miles of the present town of Lamar, Colorado.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_B_2" id="Footnote_B_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_B_2"><span class="label">[B]</span></a> James Butler Hickock, better known as Wild Bill, was a famous -character in Kansas and the West from 1860 to 1876. In 1861 he was -sometimes called "Indian Bill" or "Buckskin Bill," but the nickname -"Wild Bill" soon became so firmly fixed that few people knew his real -name. -</p> -<p> -Wild Bill was the son of New England parents, born in Vermont, who -moved to New York immediately after their marriage, which occurred in -1829 or 1830. From New York they moved to Illinois, settling first in -Putnam County and later in La Salle County. Here, near the village of -Troy Grove, the son, James Butler, was born, on May 27, 1837. -</p> -<p> -He went West when only a boy and for some time served as scout at -different military posts and afterward as marshal and sheriff in -various new towns in Kansas. He was a man of unflinching courage and -a natural shot with the pistol and had many extraordinary adventures, -in all of which he was successful. A remarkable incident told of him -was the killing of Jake McCandless and his gang of twelve men in a -hand-to-hand fight near Fort Hayes, Kansas. -</p> -<p> -In 1873 or 1874, with William F. Cody and John Omohundro and a number -of Pawnee Indians, he appeared for a short time on the stage in one of -Ned Buntline's dramas of the plains, but his career as an actor was -brief. -</p> -<p> -In March, 1876, Wild Bill was married to Mrs. Agnes Thatcher Lake -and that summer went to the Black Hills, where he prospected. Here, -in Deadwood, South Dakota, August 2, 1876, he was murdered, while -playing cards, by Jack McCall, who walked up behind him and shot him -in the back of the head. McCall was tried at Deadwood and acquitted. -Subsequently he was rearrested by Colonel N. J. O'Brien, then sheriff -of Cheyenne, Wyoming, and was taken to Dakota, tried, convicted, and -executed during February, 1877. -</p> -<p> -Wild Bill was in no sense a desperado. He was a mild-mannered, pleasant -man who avoided trouble when it was possible, but when trouble came he -met it with a strong heart.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_C_3" id="Footnote_C_3"></a><a href="#FNanchor_C_3"><span class="label">[C]</span></a> Tom Carney, wholesale groceryman of Leavenworth City, was, a year -or two later, elected governor of Kansas.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_D_4" id="Footnote_D_4"></a><a href="#FNanchor_D_4"><span class="label">[D]</span></a> There were no metallic cartridge shells in use in those days, the -cartridges for Sharp's rifles and all firearms being put up in paper. -The Sharp's rifle carbine, which was one of the earliest breech-loaders -brought into use on the frontier, had been adopted by the government -for the cavalry service and was also a favorite buffalo gun among -frontiersmen generally. Their extreme effective range was eight hundred -yards, the longest-range guns then in use on the plains. The Colt's -navy pistols we used then would shoot with the force and accuracy of a -rifle for about three hundred yards. I remember seeing a sergeant in -the Second Dragoons kill an antelope one day with a Colt's navy (taking -a dead rest) at a distance of three hundred paces. The regulation -"pace" is thirty inches.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_E_5" id="Footnote_E_5"></a><a href="#FNanchor_E_5"><span class="label">[E]</span></a> This firm about this time minted private gold coins known as Pike's -Peak coins.</p></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - - -<div class="transnote"><p class="center"><strong>TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES:</strong><br /></p> - -<p class="center">Obvious spelling and punctuation errors have been standardized.<br /> -Some illustrations have been moved from their original positions, and the index of illustrations has been updated.</p></div> - - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Wolf Hunters, by Robert M. Peck - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WOLF HUNTERS *** - -***** This file should be named 55720-h.htm or 55720-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/5/7/2/55720/ - -Produced by David E. 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