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Northwest River was reached on Monday, February twenty-sixth, and we took Cotter by complete surprise, for he had not expected us for another month. The day after our arrival Stanton came to the Post from a cabin three miles above, where he had been living alone, and he was delighted to see us.
There will be no one to care for him but me. Mind that. No one but old Martha. Twenty year I've shed be the knowledge. It's no mere woman ye behold, Mister Cotter, 't is an army!" "By Jove," he said, "I believe you." And he passed out with his measuring-stick into the bright sunlight.
"It must be the mouth of the river." "You're shorely right, Henry," said Shif'less Sol, who sat just behind him, "an' from the looks o' the break thar, it's a good, big river, too. S'pose we pull up in it a spell afore we make a landin'." "It seems a good idea to me," replied Henry. "What say you, Paul?" "I'm for it," replied Paul Cotter.
We took it out in gum spruce and pepsin. Iry swallered his'n every time, and Miss Hudgers was afeard he'd be stuck together inside. "'Aug. 9-23. Vawdevil Theayter. 5 dollers. Pade. They put it on fer a sketch. "'Aug. 25. Mister Cotter. 25 cents. Pade. He's a brakeman friend of the Boarder. He wore it to a maskyrade. "'Aug. 27. Poleece. 35 cents. Pade." "Police!" ejaculated John faintly.
The stream close by afforded water for our blessed teapot; venison frizzled with mild, appetizing sound upon the ends of pine sticks; matchless beans allowed themselves to become seductively crisp upon our tin plates. That supper seemed to me then the quintessence of gastronomy, and I am sure Cotter and I must have said some very good after-dinner things, though I long ago forgot them all.
Ware, is the Kaintuckee Inn, a most spacious place, noted for its pure air, and the great abundance of it. In truth, Mr. Ware, I may assert to you that the ventilation is perfect." "So I see, Mr. Cotter," said Henry, pursuing the same humor. "It is indeed a noble place. We are not troubled by any guest, beneath us in quality, nor are we crowded by any of our fellow lodgers." "True!
It is possible that the manner in which the sign was made, either by closing his eye or twisting his mustache, or so on, may have been an intimation as to the suit in which Cotter was strongest or weakest." "By Jove, this is a serious thing, Mark." "It is a serious thing. I don't want you to get into a row with the fellow.
He is just going to play, you see; it is sure to be another hot game, and an interesting one." "Well, I think I will go," Mark said; "the heat of the room has given me a bit of a headache. I will see you tomorrow, Dick." "Good night, old man," Chetwynd said; and, shaking hands with Boldero, Mark went downstairs immediately after Cotter.
He had a marvellously sensitive temperament, a direct inheritance from his famous border ancestor, Paul Cotter. Things were always vivid to him. Either they glowed with color, or they were hueless and dead. This morning the long strain of the night and its battle was relaxed completely.
"Of course," said my wife, "it won't matter to you. You're so strong and healthy. Nothing does you any harm." I suspected her of attempting a subtle form of flattery, but what she said was quite true. I am, for a man of fifty-three, extremely hardy. "I'm thinking," she said, "of poor old Mr. Cotter. I don't think he ought to go. Mrs. Cotter was round here this afternoon.
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