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of this acid poison reaches tl lhn ?'. I S Ij certain instrumentalities too much
almost unbearable, espeeiallv 'u S * ln ant ^ ll becomes red and inflamed/ The itching and burning are
impossible, the desperate suffa 1* over heated from any cause. The shin seems on fire, sleep or rest is
This burning, itching l,,',„ 1 re gardless of consequences, scratches until strength is exhausted,
forms crusts aiid scales." '°^ a PPears sometimes in little pustules, discharging a sticky fluid, which
This is a painful and sfaihhsSi • s *“ n ’ s dry,-hard 'and fissured, itches intensely, bleeds and scabs over.
While Eczema, Tetter viv, 0 ™ 1 ,°* t * le disease.
the skin, they are really bl’o^P elas > Salt Rheum and many like troubles are spoken of as diseases of
THERE CM® BE NO EXTERNAL IRRITATION
WITHOUT an internal cause.
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Animation but washes, lotions and salves sometimes mitigate the itching and'soothe the
vegetable remen , reach the disease. Only S. S. S„ the real blood medicine, can do this.
* ^ e seat of the j- 110 '™’ is a safe and permanent cure for Eczema and all deep-seated blood and
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her researches for relief, was told by an oldjihysician to take S S^r^SSs&Sh
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believes she would have been
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BY
WOLCOTT
LE CLEAR
BEARD
A TALE OF THE CATTLE THIEVES
OF AGUA -CALIENTE
wanted. We make no charge for this. Address, Swift Specific Co., Atlanta, Ga.
nave been Highly satistactory i: ;ne wa
ter can had been a steer or even if it
had not upset and spilled the water
over me.
“I didn’ think erbont the can comin
over on yer that a way, ” said Spider
ooooooocoooooooooooooooooooo
CHAPTER L
m wmen spider and the ballet gikl
ARE INTRODUCED.
•‘There ain’ only one thing he won’t
do. an that’s lie,” said the Ballet Girl
tome. “Work? Snre he’ll work, but
he works all wrong. I darsn’ let ’im
skin the spuds (potatoes) even. He’s
orkerd, that’s what he is, bnt- it ain’t
no more’n natcberl, liein like he is, all
Jaigs an arms, with jes? ernongh body
for ter hoi' ’em together an no head at
all. That’s why they calls him Spider,
I s'pnse, his bein all laigs an arms. He
hasn’t got no other name, not as I
knows. ’ ’
Whilespeaking the Ballet Girl looked
doubtfully in ihe direction” of tbecook
wagon, near which Spider was bnsily
engaged in scouring an iron soup kettle
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my canvas cot “Yer see tber wasn
nothin else stickin up that I could rope,
only yer game foot, an I thought m: ; be
yon wouldn’t like that. I’ll pull away
this yer* fly an let the snn inr- Then
’twon' be no time ’fore all’s dry.”'
After polling aside the canvas that
Bbaded me Spider sat down once more
to his sewing, while I steamed in the
scorching snn.
“Well, I c’n thrower rope all right,”
he went on, looking at me from time
It was tedious work, or •rather idle- j to time with a professional eye appar-
ness, lying on my cot under the shade ently, to see how I was cooking. “I c’n
of my tent fly, watching the hungry | ride anything that goes on fonr legs, an
looking cattle, if they happened to be in j 1 c’n pack er mnle as well as any man
coox s assistant is caiiea, ana wouia not
have had him leave if I could have help
ed it.
ne. “Them chaps ain' nofcouy's Iook-
ont bnt mine, an if I like such jokes as
tkem^vhy- them jokes goes, that’s all.
I doii « ask nobody ter look after my
qnar’lsfer me Yon ain* go.nter bounce
Png Hollis.”
I mildly differed from this last state
ment.
“No. yon ain’—yon can’t do nothin
erbont it at all.” persisted Spider. “I
tol yon ’bout tbem chaps myself, so you
can’t. Yon said you wonldn* do nothin
’bout nothin what 1 tol* yon.”
I had never said anything of the kind.
3ht, nevertheless, in inviting Spider’s
confidence I had certainly implied a
promise'to make no use of it. His posi
tion. theref've. wns unassailable, and I
had to retreat pom mine with what
grace I could Hollis was allowed to
stay.
Besides, just at this time we needed
men more £ than ever The river fell
somewhat, mid it was decided that we
should attempt to cross it with the cat
tle and pursue our journey toward the
railway The water was still so high
that-there was considerable danger that
jome.of the cattle would be swept away,
and drowned, as they crossed, bnt on the
other band the pasturage where we then
were was nearly exhausted, and it was
impossible to say how long we might
have to remain if we neglected to avail
ourselves of the opportunity this fall
offered me. At that season of the year
the water might rise at any moment
and keep ns from crossing for an in
definite time Therefore it seemed far..
contritely, as with the hollow of his ‘ better in every way to expose some of
hand he tried to scooj) the water out of j the cattle to This chance of drowning
rather than to run so large a risk of
starving them all where we were.
Before reaching the conclusion there
was an earnest debate, which Spider
followed most anxiously. When the de
cision was reached. Spider, knowing
that every hand would he- required in
thejierding. begged-'to be allowed to
form one of the force, and. after consul
tation with the foreman and the Ballet
Girl, I consented, and as a temporary
measure Spider was taken on as a cow
boy.
This was a season of joy to Spider.
As-the glad tidings reached him he be
came so exultant that he was unendur?
on acconnt of my ankle, which was
hurt by the pressure against thestirrnp
and. wheeling his horse, swooped down
on the flank of the body of cattle, still
every time my horse suddenly changed yelling and flogging as he urged it on.
sight, as they wandered about looking j er my weight in this yer ter’tory. Bnt , able. At onr earnest request he subsid-
for something to eat. I could never see
bow they managed in Ihe course of a
day to gather a meal, even though they
should sprint from one bunch of the
hard, wiry grass to another. They did
manage it somehow, though,-and their
ordinary gait when feeding was very
far indeed from being a sprint.
The cattle, however, were seldom in
sight, and at the best tlrey were not
very interesting, so I took to watching
the cook outfit instead, more especially
„„ large that it nearly concealed him. i * hat Part of the cook outfit where Spider
Perhaps I wonld better explain that the ! “ a PP ene d to be. It was not at all diffi-
Ballet Girl was a gray bearded man, , . 4 4 ? se ® tbat _ Spider’s work was ex-
II
cook for the field outfit of the Circle M
ranch. The cowboys had given him this-
name because, as one of them explain
ed, the cook had a wooden leg and was
therefore unable to dance.
The Ballet Girl’s statement that
Spider bad no head was a libel. He had
a head, and. thongh it was small and
not at all beautiful, it was a very good
one and was covered with a heavy
thatch of extraordinarily red hair.
As Spider worked among the pots
and pans ho certainly was awkward. I
had teen watching him all the morn
ing. I had nothing else "to do.
It was but a very short time since I
had acquired an interest in the Circle
M brand. Jnst before this a large num
ber of cattle had been sold and driven
away overland toward the railway,
where they conld be shipped to the east,
and I had at once been sent forward to
overtake the herd in order to assume its
management. Now, a herd of cattle
that has to pick np its food as it goes
along docs not travel rapidly, and I
had overtaken it without difficulty, bnt
the horse 1 was tiding immediately cel
ebrated that event by stepping into a
badger hole, breaking his leg and at the
same titue spraining one of my ankles
and a wrist in a bed made up in one
of the springless wagons I had been
painfnlly jolted for a conple of stages
over the half desert plain. Then we
reached the Rio Gila and stopped, for
the river was fall from hank to bank
with rnshin> brown water, far too
deep and too swift for. ns to attempt
crossing it with the cattle. We could
only wait until the river fell
“What’s the matter with the boy V
1 asked. “Can’t he cook?”
“Yon don’ go for ter s’pose I’d trns’
’im ter try, do you ?” replied the Ballet
Girl disgnstedly. “No, he can't cook,
an if he conld he’d he alwns tryin some
er them monkey shines er his, so’s yon
wouldn’t dare eat nothin he’d tonched.
Why, it was only a week back that he
took some salt an saleratns an stained
it with coffee, so’s it looked like brown
sugar, an give it ter the boys ter sweeten
ther slumgullion (tea) with. They said
1 was a-tryin ter pizen ’em, the hoys
did, an they said if Tdid it some more
they’d hang me on the tongue er my
own cook wagon.”
“Bnt yon know they wouldn’t have
done anything of the sort,” I inter
posed.
“Dnnno,” replied the cook dubiously.
“Them boys, they gets mighty playfn]
. sometimes. Course they ongbter ’a’
knowed I wouldn’t do no such fool
thing as th^t. I fouu’ out who ’twas
that done i$an tol’ ’em.”
“How did yon find out?’’ I inquired
curiously. -
“Asked ’im. I said he wonldn’ lie.
The boys, they licked himgood fer that.
So’d I, you bet you.”
“What did he do then?” I asked;
“Filled my boot np with m’lasses.
When I got it off—an it was er mighty
long time firs’—my foot-looked as
thongh I'd varnished it an the varnish
hadn't dried. I kicked him with it ’fore
. I took it off, an then I hung it on the
wagon- ter dreen. It’s dreeuin yet
See?” '
He pointed as he spoke to a cowhide
of generous proportions that hnng over
the side of the mess wagon. From the
straps that were intended to pull it on
by there slowly dripped a stringy, brown
stream of molasses.
“An tbat ain’t all lie done,” the cook
went on. “He took some spnds what he
knowed I was a-gonter bake in the
ashes, an ho loaded ’em np with powder.
When I put ’em in the coals, they bust
ed in a little while an filled a mess er
biscuit I was a-mixin plnm full er brirnt
powder an raw pertater. Some of it
went down my neck inside my shirt”
“Did yon whip him again?"
“Nope. I conldn’. not that time. He
ent away an didn’ come back till I .was
ersleep, an then he got my timber laig
an a saw an said he'd saw the laig in
two if I didn' say I wonldn’ do nothin
to him fer them there explosive spuda
I conldn chase 'im, so I had ter prom
ise. Bnt say I I clean fergot yon was
one er the bosses—I wouldn’t 'a' tol’ yer
else. Tbe-’boy. be ain’t none so bad. He
don’ mean nothin wrong, an he. wonldn’
do a low down thing, not ter save his
neck. I ain got no kick comifi. so yon
won have ’im fired ner nothin, will
yon?” - j
The cook stood boring his wooden leg
into the gronnd. looking at me with !
genuine concern. I speedily reassured
him If be wished to retain so eccentric
an assistant, it was he. not I. who wonia
,!: ‘ VP Y nVr - !’•!> 'I’.-ilIy I was much
interested in the small “cookec." as the
tremely distastefnl—to him, and really
it was hardly to he wondered at. Wash
ing greasy tin dishes and scouring pots
and kettles are not tasks that wonld
commend themselves to the average
boy. It was through this dislike, prob
ably, that most of bis awkwardness
arose.
After harrying through with his work
be wonld extract from the cook wagon
a bundle of leafher-and. go to the tem
porary corral, shaded -by a big cotton
wood tree, where the 12 big wagon
horses were kept. He wonld sit there
for hours, patiently stitching at the
leather with awl and waxed end and
all the while carrying on an animated
conversation with the horses.
My first efforts to get acquainted
with Spider were unsuccessful. He conld
not forget that I was one of the people
vaguely referred to as “the bosses,” to
whom the cook bad so often threatened
to report him. Once or twice I called
him over to me and tried to get him to
talk, brit his evident nneasiness during
this ordeal induced me to give it np.
After awhile, however. Spider so far
forgot his reserve as to grin as he passed
me, and then, finding that I took no
official notice of his many misdeeds, he
gradually unbent and finally became
quite friendly in a condescending sort
of way. Little by little he got into the
habit of coming to my tent instead of
going tq the corral, and at length, after
considerable hesitation, he bronght his
sewing with him.
“What isrjt that yon're trying to |
make, Spider?” I asked him as he
seated himself, tailor fashion, in the
shade of the tent fly and nnrolled his
leather bnndle. “Chaps,” he replied,
holding them np for inspection. Then
DRS. STARKEY S PALER,
“ What is it that you're trying to make,
Spidert”
I saw that it was a pair of ehapparejos
—shortened in the vernacular to
“chaps”—that he had. They are leather
leggings snch as cowboys wear. Orig
inally this pair was made and had evi
dently been worn by a rather large
man, hut Spider had ent them down to
fit liis own diminutive legs, and with
infinite patience lie was stitching np
the side seams. I conld see no-reason
why a conk's assistant should have so
urgent a need of a pair of cowboy leg
gings tbatehe should go to all that trou
ble to get the:u In fact. I said as much
to Spider. :
. “S’pose I’m gohter be & cookee all
my life?” he replied, lookirg np at me
with an expression of 'intense disgust.
“Well, I ain’. I’m only cookeein now
so’s I can save? enough money fer ter
buy me an ontfit-- the part er the ontfit
I can’t make, that is.”
^.‘What sort of an ontfit?” I inquired
respectfnlly. cautioned by the displeas
ure in Spider’s tone. “What is it that
yon’re going to he?”
“Cow puncher. Yer see ther ain*
nothin else fer. me,” be explained. “I
ain’ never had no chance-ter learn.
Cowboys c’n get er. brand er. cattle er
their own bimeby if they don’t steer
theirselv.es too hard ’gains' the green
cloth (gamble), er don’ blow their
money in no ether way. Then after
that I c’n see what I wanter do.- I c’n
learn things. See?”
“But nobody-jvould take yon on as
a ccwboy. Spider. ” I objected. “You’re
not as big as an ordinary stock saddle.
Yon conldn’ hold a steer even-if yoa
got your rope on him. ”
“Maybe I conldn" hoi’ no steer,” he
cried, highly offended. “Maybe I
conldn’ get my rope on one, neither.
Jus’ you look a-yer once. ’* '
Running to the cook wagon. Spider
produced a small bnndle carefully done
ap in n bit of old canvas. It contained
a rawhide lariat. Retaining Spider
deftly coiled it in his hand and opened
the loop. Then he ciist it and secured
my water can in a jr^ner that wonld
” i Mm m© ~ s* ;•*!*
I Signature
I got ter get an ontfit. I ain’ ben savin
long, an my-wages ain’ none too bij
so I ain’ got mach pnt by, an there’s
a lot er things ter git. Saddle an bridle
an gun an spnrs an holster an belt an a
horse. I got the rope, like yer saw, an
I’m makin these yer chaps. I.c’n make
er holster an belt tbat’d do fer awhile,
an the bridle all but the bit. The gnn
an spnrs I can’t make, ner the horse.”
For awhile Spider stitched, on in si
lence; then he looked np and said-
“Meybe it's like yer say, an nobody
wonldn’ take on a kid like me, ontfit
or no. But if I ain’ got the^ tools I
sure won’ get the job. So there ain’-
no way outer get tin the ontfit that I c’n
see.” He paused for a reply, bnt his
logic was so unanswerable that I had
none to make, and Spider went on.
“Cappy Lee, he give me these here
ol’chaps what I’m enttin down. He
give me my rope too. Him an Pag
Hollis was scrappin ter see which be
longed to it. an Cappy, he settled it like
that Png was dead sore, bnt it didn’
do him no good, so now he tries ter take
it onter my hide every shew lie gets.
Las’ night he says howl cut the lacin
er his stirrnp leathers, an when I say I
didn’ be says I lie an he licks me. I
ain’ got no use fer Png Hollis.”
- To tell the trnth, I didn’t have “no
use for Pag Hollis” either. He was a
sullen, unpleasant sort of person, and he
abused his horses. I would have dis
charged him long before but for the
fact tbat we were short handed. Help
was scarce and getting scarcer; so,
thongh I disliked this man, I bad to let
him stay.
When Spider’s ebaps were nearly fin
ished, he devoted every moment of his
leisure time to them. The whole camp
was made aware of this fact by the un
wonted quiet of the. evenings.
Ordinarily, as soon as snpper was
over and Spider had finished the dishes,
one might hear the rush of a galloping
horse, then shouts and oaths coming
from the owner of that horse, followed
by what was known as “language”—
that is, very bad language indeed—
from all bands, especially the cook.
This language wonld always take Hie
form of threats and of comment on
Spider’s manners, morals or personal
appearance, and would always he of a
most uncomplimentary nature. By these
signs I would know that Spider was
practicing.
“I got ter keep my ridin np, ” Spider
exclaimed when I remonstrated with
him. “I wonldn’ stan no sort er a show
fer a job—a kid like me—if I-conldn
ride. Then • I ain’ got no horses er my
own.”
Still, as I said, for two or three even
ings there was qniet, “-and then the
chaps were finished. Spider wore them
continually, to “limber ’em np some, ”
he said. Truly they needed limbering,
for the leather, when made into tubes
of so small a diameter, was so stiff that
Spider’s knees conld not bend it in the
smallest degree, and he was obliged to
walk in much the same manner that
one steps off distances on a map with
a pair of compassea The report circu
lated through the camp to. the effect
that Spider slept in those chaps of his
was without foundation, but it is cer
tain that they were never far from
him.
The Ballet Girl, with a grin, confided
to me that when Spider rolled himself
up in his blanket for the night he
stood the chaps up against a post at bis
feet, so that he could? see them as be
first opened bis eyes. Of course the
men chaffed him abont them continu
ally. They compared the chaps to a
conple of small stovepipes, but said that
of the. two the stovepipes were the
more flexible. Spider stood their chaff-
good natnredly enough in the main,
but at first he resented this allusion to
the stiffness of his chaps, so for a long
time the men called him Stovepipes in
stead of Spider
But, like most pleasant things of this
world. Spider’s chaps were too good to
last. One morning he appeared without
them and went about bis work very so-
•berly Never before had I seen him in
snch dejection I inquired' as to its
cause. Without a word he brought me
the blackened and shriveled remains of
what were once bis proudest possession
and laid them before me.
“It was that ther Png Hollis what-
doneit.”he said at last in reply to<
my repeated questionings. “He took;
the chaps when I was sleepin las’ night,
an he propped ’em up with rocks like
as thongh they was stovepipes, what
the boys had. called ’em. an then he
bnilt a fire under ’em. . They didn’t
smell none too good when they was
a-cookin, an the smell woke me np. It
was too late then—they was like yon
see here That’s what he thinks is a
joke.” ;
Hollis’ notion of a joke did not at all
appeal to mo. So thoroughly disgusted
was I that I expressed my intention of
discharging him at once, much as we
needed help I did not care to have such
a man around Spider, however, wonld
hear of no snch thing.
Yon wanter bounce him jus’ ’cause
he burnt np them chaps er mine, an
that’s the only reason yon wanter
bonnee him now. when yon want every
man *von c’n Q£t'i an more* .top. said
I — —- •• •- uc suuaiu-
ed somewhat after awhile and after he
had gone about from man to man try
ing, to borrow the necessary equipment
—horse and saddle—for the crossing on
the following morning. We thought we
had heard the last of him and were
jnst abont to turn in when a sputter
ing howl from Hollis was followed by a
volley, of bad language that was un
mistakably directed at Spider. The gist
of this language seemed to be that he
(Hollis) was poisoned. The investigation
that immediately fullowed proved that
this was not tr'ne. It was only that
Spider had discovered in some way the
hiding place of a carefnlly hoarded bot
tle of whisky belonging to Hollis.' Emp
tying the whisky on the gronnd, Spider
had filled the bottle with a mixture of
his own invention, the natnre of-which
did not transpire, except that kerosene
was one of its more prominent features.
Consoling himself in advance for the
hard work that the next day wonld
bring, Hollis had taken some swallows
of this mixture before he discovered
what it was that he was drinking. Then
followed the remarks to which I have
referred.
To these remarks Spider made an
swer, averring that they were entirely
uncalled for, as the quality of the iiqnor
had been rather improved than other
wise, bnt that he snpposed that Hollis
mnst be incapable of judging.
Hollis became annoyed at this and in-
dnlged in further language, which was
only hushed wbfin at last Spider was
captured and expiated his crime by a
frantic dance, inspired by a well plied
lariat end. Then the camp was at peace
for the night
CHAPTER H.
IN wmea SPIDER SAVES HIS ENEMY’S LIFE
Back of the narrow flat that bordered
the river rose a cliff of shining, black
basalt, forming the edge of the table
land, or mesa, as it is called, which
stretches away for hundreds of miles, a
treeless, arid plain that reaches ont of
the United States nearly half way
through Mexico. On the edge of this
mesa onr camp had been made, and
here on the morning set for the crossing
the great herd was gathered.
Since long before daylight the cow
boys had b?en riding hard, galloping
He waved his hand as he passed me.
and shouting madly as they bronght
hurrying in the stragglers that had
wandered tip or down the river. Every
man was trying to do the work of three
men. Mounted on a gentle pony, and
leaning hard on one stirrnp to ease the
other foot, I tried to help, bnt with an
arnr-in a sling and an ankle incapaci
tated one does not succeed well in
herding cattle.
A conple of cattle had broken away
from the heri and I was trying to
chase them back. 1 failed signally. I
could not follow their twists and turns.
I Does the j
!Baby Thrive;
I If not, something must be t
f wrong with its food. ^ If the t
X mother’s milk doesn’t nour-1
| ish it, she needs SCOTT’S \
fEMULSION. It supplies the f
X elements of fat required for X
| the baby. If baby is not *
- nourished by its artificial
food, then it requires
Haif a teaspoonfu! three
or four times a day in its I
bottle will have the desired I
effect. It seems to have a |
magical effect upon babies |
and children. A fifty-ccei j
bottle will prove the truth |
of our statements. |
Should be taken in summer cs It
well as winter. $
the direction in which he was going. I
had nearly given up wb'£jSpider, his
pony cn the keen jnmp, flaoued by and
took np the-pursuit. He waved his
hand as he passed zhe and tried to
shont, bnt his throat was filled with
dust, and the nearest he conld come to
his usual shrill cheer was a sort of
splattering gasp.
In a very few minutes the cattle
were safely reunited with the. herd,
had never seen Spider work with cattle,
and his ready skill surprised me. Cer
tainly he showed none of the awkward
ness of which.the Ballet Girl had com
plained. I was returning to the herd,
when Spider emerged from the ciond of
dust that surrounded it and cantered
forward to meet me.
“Look a-y er 1’’ he cried in a tone of
authority as soon as he was close
enough to be heard. “Yon ain’ got no
business here. _ You ain’t no good, no
how, in the shape like yon are. an
you’ll only do yonrself np worse. Go
spun that there little rise, where yon
can see everything an won’t hnrt yer-
self. Me’n the hoys, we’ll tend ter the
cattle all right.”
Spider’s command that I should re
tire was so plainly prompted by a^olici-
tnde for my welfare that I conld not
have resented his tone even had it not
amused me as it did. Besides, he was
perfectly right. I was of no nse what
ever in the herding. Evidently intend
ing to see that his orders were fnlly car
ried out. Spider rode by my side as I
slowly cantered toward the rise that he
had pointed ont to me Tlltmgh the stir-
snp leathers of the borrowed saddle
were far too long for him, thongh they
were pulled np as far as they wonld go,
and thongh the saddle itself was so
large that it would have had room in it
for several boys of Spider’s size, still
Spider rode superbly. I saw that when
he was after those cattle. The pony he
was riding on was one of my own, and
thongh Spider had bad the choice of
several he had chosen the most"unman
ageable animal of them all. Cappy Lee
was the last man who had attempted to
ride the brnte. He had been promptly
backed off. He told me afterward that
he had turned a somersault so quickly
that he had seen the canvas patch that
decorated the back of his trousers.
“How does the pony carry yon,
Spider?" 1 asked as we rode along to
gether.
“Like a bird. Concho an me’s ol’
frien’s. He like some. He won’ try no
funny business when I’m ridin’m, ” re
plied Spider, with a happy grin, as he
leaned forward and patted the pony’s
neck. Conchp generally carried his ears
pointing directly toward his tail. He
rolled the whites of his eyes in ac
knowledgment of the caress and cocked
his ears for an instant; then he laid
them back again. To me his conduct
was not reassnring.
“If I were in your place, I wouldn't
try any of those tricks of yonrs, ” said
I. I was speaking only of tricks of
horsemanship, bnt Spider misunderstood
me.
“Yon ain’t seen me doin no tricks
terday, I reckon," ho said in a tone
that showed that he was rather hurt at-
what I said. “Yon ain’t a-goin ter see
none, neither. I’m berdin now. It’s
business, an I’m in it fer all I’m worth.
Yon watch’n see’f I ain’t. I mus’ go
back now." Wheeling aronnd on his
hind legs, Concho bncked himself to
ward the herd as I mounted the rise to
which I had been bound.
The lean, bnngry looking cattle gath
ered on the plain were blended into an
indistingnishable mass by the thin cloud
of dust that hnng over them, thrown
np by their hoofs as they pawed the
loose sand. Here and there flashed a
glint of dull light, where the sunlight
that filtered through the dust was re
flected from a tossing horn. With in
tervals between them, cowboys galloped
aronnd the herd, half of them going in
one direction, half in the other. They
passed in front of the herd and then
vanished aronnd its back, when they
could only be distinguished by the pillar
of dnst, thicker than that overhanging
the herd, tbat followed each man as he
rode.
A little to one side the foreflian sat
on hi3 horse, with Spider close by him.
Then, evidently directed by his chief,
Spider galloped over the plain and
passed into the gorge that made a pas
sage between the cliff and the river flat.
The foreman cantered np to me.
“I reckon we better get this here job
done abont as quick as we know if we’re
goin ter do it,” he said as he came
within speaking distance. “We'U have
ter drive ’em all ter once too. The riv
er’s risin. an ther won' be no time ter
split ’em np into bunches, an then get
’em over one bnnch at a time like we
oughter. Can’t say how far the water’ll
rise er how long it’ll stay riz, now it’s
started. I jns’ Eent the kid ter look at
a watermark I set an hour ago. Here
he comes, now ” As he spoke Spider
rode np.
“Here’3 yer stake,” said he, holding
the notched stick up for inspection.
Water was a ban an a half over it
when I got there. Stake was clean outer
sight, an I had ter hnnt for it ”
“Ye see,” said the foreman, turning
to me. “We’ll sure have ter go ef get
stuck here. Reckon we’d - better get
things a-movin. Whatjer think?”
There was bnt one thing to do. I
nodded assent, and, followed by Spider,
the foreman galloped back to his charge.
Then there were shouts from the
men; the cattle moved slowly forward,
and, like a great serpent, the herd
strung itself across the plain and:
through the gorge that led to the river,
halting for a moment on the flat below. -
‘Now string 'em out an get 'em to
rnnnin, so’s they can’t stop their-;
selves," commanded the foreman.
“When you're gettin ’em inter the,
drink, ride on the down stream side all
yon can, so’s.they can’t head that way.;
Try’n have a little sense, if yer can.
Now, then, ready? Let ’ergo!”
The waiting cowboys pnt spnrs to
their horses and started. After a mo-
' ment’s hesitation the great mass' of cat
tle moved slowly toward the river. The
j men behind them nrged them on with
’ shots and blows and cries. Darting to
the head of the herd, Hollis wormed his
way in. and with the heavy honda or
loop ring of his lariat flogged the lead
ing cattle, patriarchal old balls that
were accustomed to move with delibera
tion. Determined not he outdone by his
enemy. Spider dashed forward and ar
rived an instant later. The nimble lit
tle cow pony slid in among the cattle
and was here, there and everywhere in
an instant, while his rider whipped,
spurred and yelled like a madman.
A sort of clumsy ripple that reminded
me of the movement of logs jammed in
a river passed along the length of the
herd: then the cattle broke into a'lnm
bering gallop. The gallop was,mnch
faster than it seemed. First Hollis and
then Spider broke through the head of
the herd, and, riding diagonally for
ward,-tried to get to one side of tlv
rnsh. I conld see that their horses wire
going at a rate that they conld hardly
have bettered if their lives had been de
pending on their speed.
Hollis was ahead, with Spider imme
diately behind and trying to pass him,
and, aided by his light weight. S
succeeded in 'passing. He reaj
ootaide of the pathjinranert
Hpllls.also had nearly passed out of
the danger line when his horse inrehed
forward and fell, throwing bis rider
some distance from him. directly in
line of the rushing herd that was bear
ing down upon them. He had stepped
into a badger hole. The horse scram
bled to his feet and galloped on, bnt
for a moment Hollis, apparently stnn-
ned, lay where he had fallen.
No one conld do anything to help—
there was no time. In another instant
Hollis rose unsteadily to his feet. There
Covering the foremost hull of the herd.
~ fired.
was a bowlder a few feet distant, and
he made for it in a limping rnn. He
drew a pistol as he knelt hehind the
rock, and hurriedly covering the fore
most ball of the herd, now terribly close
to him, he fired. The bull plunged head
leng against the bowlder and lay with
his body jammed across it.
The cattle were not qnite stampeded.
If they had been they would have piled
themselves one on top of another over
the bowlder and the dead bull that rest
ed against it nntil, with their combined
weight, they wonld have almost crushed
the rock itself. As it was they turned
one side and the other as they reached
the impediment, and left a little open
space aronnd it, as though the rock were
a candle and the space the light it shedr
Another moment and the herd had
passed, followed by a cloud of flying
dnst. This ciond was peopled by cow
boys who waved their hands to Hollis l
as they went by him and shouted words
of ironical consolation*or counsel. One
of the men advised him to engage
Spider as a riding teacher. Hollis was
not pleased. He made this plain in his
replies to the rongh jokes that were
showered npon him. He was not at all
the sort of person that conld enjoy
joke when at his own expense.
The herd reached the river and the
yellow spray was flnng high in the air.
Then they slowed and stopped, heaving
to and fro. They were prevented from
breaking down stream again by the
cowboys, who stood ready to foil every
snch attempt, and try as they might
they conld not return—hnt not an inch
forward wonld they stir. The river was
rising fast, and more short handed than
ever, now that Hollis was unhorsed, it
was all that we conld do to hold them
where they were.
Far in the van of the herd stood
Hollis’ pony, girth deep in the water.
Hollis canght sight of him. Retarded
by his cowboy boot heels, three inches
high, Hollis walked laboriously through
the deep, soft sand toward the herd that
stood bunched together,- half in, half
out of the stream. Going np to the
nearest cow. Hollis pnt bis hands on
her shoulders and vaulted neatly astride
of her lean back, and before the. aston
ished animal had time to remonstrate
in any way he had swnng from her back
to tbat of another which was standing'
next to her. From this one he swung to
a third, nntil at last he reached a part
of the herd near the middle where the
animals were so packed together that
they were almost iucapable of move-:
inent. Then he rose to bis feet and
started to walk, stepping from one
backbone to the next.
It was a crazy thing to do. Once be
fore I had seen a attempt to swing
from back to back. ar.d it was a dan
gerous feat enough. 'Inch a feat as
Hollis was now clterapting was ten
times as dangerou« Should he fall be
tween the cattle they would close over
his head and almost certainly .drown
him.
For some distance Hollis succeeded
well enough. Each back winced as his
foot prnoQfifl it, and the head belonging
to the : ,ck would toss angrily. The
heads were all pointing in one direc
tion, and in order to avoid them Hollis
passed diagonally across the herd in
much the same manner that a boat
heats to windward. He completed his
first tack. With one foot on the back of
a cow, the other pressing the spinal
column of a vicions cream colored bail.
Hollis tried to turn. The ball threw np
his head and attempted to plunge. He
was too closely confined to succeed in
this, bnt he nnbalaneed Hollis, who,
withdrawing his foot from the back of
Ihe ball, placed it on the creature that
stood directly behind him. tottered for
an instant, then regained his balance
and bronght his foot forward once more,
replacing it on the bnll’s back. Jnst at
this time Spider came galloping down
the bank. Polling his horse almost on
to its haunches, be stared in blank
amazement. He wonld not have been
more astonished, he told me afterward,
if Hollis had appeared in the guise of an
angel flyin-j. over the herd arid he
conldn' think er nothin more nnlike-
ly’n that. "
Hollis saw Spider at the same mo
ment. Once more he tried to turn, and
this time he sncceeded As he did so his
foot slipped. He made a conple of quick
steps,to recover his balance. He more
than recovered it. He threw it the other
way and fell backward at fnll length
between the cattle.
Hollis' struggles to rise probably
frightened the cattle even more than his
fall had done. They heaved and surged
frantically to clear themselves of their
brirden, and in an instant had opened a
space between them tbrongb which
Hollis dropped with a screanf that I
heard, distant us I was,-far above the.
noise of the cattle and the shouting
Then the space closed over his head.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
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