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In due time all the horses were ridden and driven back to camp, where a temporary corral had been roped off in a niche of the slope. "Wal, fellars, it's find a hoss you haven't rid before," sang out Blinky, "an' everyone fer himself." There was a stout, round-barreled buckskin that Pan's father had his eye on. "Don't like his looks, Dad," warned Pan.
He rode all that day, an' 'bout sundown he come to Dr. White's. Pore little feller, he was so tired an' stiff he couldn't hardly walk, but he tied the hoss to the post an' went 'round to the back door an' knocked real easy. Mrs. White come to the door an' sez, real cross, 'No, doctor ain't here, an' slammed it shut agin.
We jist took time outen our busy lives to come over here en watch you birds loaf eround," said Landy after introductions had been acknowledged. "En my pardner here has a broken handled knife that he would trade for a little hoss."
"A spade bit ain't made to pull teeth with, although you can," said Williams. "Baldy's old, but his teeth are all good yet. Just easy now. Ride in your saddle, not on your reins. That's it! And say, kid, I would 'a' got them staples and that axe before crawlin' the hoss, eh?" Collie flushed. He dismounted and walked to the foreman's office. When he returned to the corral, the horse was gone.
"Well," says Jim, "there was a feller as come to my hotel a month ago, and says he: 'Jim, did ye ever know what had become of old Belcher? 'No, says I, 'I only knowed he cut a big stick, an' slid. 'Well, says he, 'I seen 'im a month ago, with whiskers enough on 'is ugly face to set up a barberry-bush. Says I, 'Where did ye seen 'im? 'Where do ye guess', says he? 'Swoppin' a blind hoss', says I, 'fur a decent one, an' gettin' boot. 'No, says he, 'guess agin. 'Preachin' at a camp-meetin', says I, 'an' passin' round a hat arter it. 'No, says he, 'I seen 'im jest where he belonged.
So he pulled up and stood still till the other one had ambled past, and then he whirled out into the trail and swung his loop. "When I'd got the glasses focused on 'em again, he had number one snared, all right, and had took his turns. The hoss he was riding it was a buckskin set back and yanked number one end over end out uh the saddle, and number one's hoss stampeded off through the brush.
Then he looked up, and his smiling amiability was uppermost once more. "Thanks, Brand," he said. "I'm not sure you aren't right. It's hoss sense anyway. You aren't given to talk most times. I wanted to know how you stood about that stuff. I'm glad you told me. What's more, I guess it's true. Still, what I figger to do in the future don't concern anyone but me.
The four men, after looking at one another, looked fixedly at Dick. "Sonny," said Robertson, "you ain't got no call to worry 'bout our troubles. As I said, this is a good, strong hoss of mine, an' it will carry us just as far as we go an' no further." It was an enigmatical reply, and Dick saw that it was useless to ask them questions.
"An' a fine, brave man he was, Jack a fine, brave man an' I've wondered how sech a man's son could ever do as you've done." "Come," said the other "I'll tell you. Come, an' say a prayer over little Jack fust. You must do it" he said almost fiercely "I won't bury him without a prayer him that was an angel an' all I had on earth. Hitch yo' hoss just outer the road, in the thicket, an' follow me."
Wow! this is what I like, an' pays up for a wheen o' lazy days. How the blood does leap through a feller's veins when he feels he's in action again. Oscar, old boy, here's wishin' you all the compliments o' the season an' I hereby promise to send back whatever you throw me. Go on and do your stuff, old hoss I'm on to your game okay!"
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