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"Oh, then, Susannah!" admonished the old mountain man, and bade the said Susannah to be as free of care as he himself then and there was. "More men comin' in," said he presently. "Wonder who them people is, an' ef hit's peace er war." "Three men. A horse band. Two Indians. Go in easy, Bill." Banion slowed down his own gait.
He ran to his saddle and got his deadly double barrel, then stepped as close as possible to the sinking animal as he could. There came a roar. The head of the horse dropped flat, began to sink. "Pore critter!" muttered the old man, capping his reloaded gun. He now hastened to aid Banion. The latter turned a set face toward him and pointed. The rescued man had opened his eyes.
They tried to stop Will Banion they did trade some with Woodhull. They're nigh to Humboldt by now an' goin' hard. Miss Molly, gal, he's in ahead o' the hull country, an' got six months by hisself! Lord give him luck! Hit'll be winter, afore the men back East kin know. He's one year ahead thanks ter yer lie ter me, an ter Kit, and Kit's ter his General. "Gold!
He did try, with the lengthened rope, cast after cast, paying little attention to the work of Banion, who dragged out his man and bent over him as he lay motionless on the safe edge of the treacherous sunken sands which still half buried him. "No use!" exclaimed the older man.
"Long, Will! You've let me get old!" "You old?" He kissed her in contempt of time. "But now wait, dear, for I must tell you. "You see, coming up the valley I met the Clerk of the Court of Oregon City, and he knew I was headed up for the Yamhill. He asked me to serve as his messenger. 'I've been sending up through all the valley settlements in search of one William Banion, he said to me.
Turn out, men!" called the high, clear voice of Banion, riding back. "Barricade! Fill in the wheels!" The night attack on the great emigrant encampment was a thing which had been preparing for years. The increasing number of the white men, the lessening numbers of the buffalo, meant inevitable combat with all the tribes sooner or later. Now the spring hunt of the northern Plains tribes was on.
"Yes? I don't know that I ever saw a man more plausible with his fists than Major Banion was. Yes, I'll call him plausible. I wish some of us say, Sam Woodhull, now could be half as plausible with these Crows. Difference in men, Jess!" he concluded. "Woodhull was there and now he's here. He's here and now we're sending there for the other man."
By God! right now I wouldn't; and I didn't send for him to help us!" "So!" said Caleb Price. "So! And that was why the wedding " "Yes! A foolish fancy of a girl. I don't know what passed between her and Banion. I felt it safer for my daughter to be married, as soon as could be, to another man, an honest man. You know how that came out.
Word passed that there were other fords a few miles higher up. A general indecision existed, and now the train began to pile up on the south bank of the river. Late in the afternoon the scout, Jackson, came riding back to the herd where Banion was at work, jerking up his horse in no pleased frame of mind. "Will," said he, "leave the boys ride now an' come on up ahead. We need ye."
Fer sake o' the finest gal that ever crossed the Plains, that's what we'll do! Ef I don't, Jim Bridger's a putrefied liar, so help me God!" Banion made no reply at once, but could not fail of understanding. "I'll not need much," said he. "My place is to go on ahead with my men. I don't think there'll be much danger now from Indians, from what I hear.
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