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Updated: April 30, 2025
"That's a shore fact," replied the other, "an' I need another good woman to help aroun'. If we'd 'a' thought about it, an' give' her a chance to hide Bud and feed him befo' you took 'im up, we could 'a' filed a charge ag'inst her for harborin' 'im." "Well, I kin do it nex' time, fer he'll run away ag'in they always do. Bud's got a vile temper."
That's good enough for a sheepherder," he suggested as a substitute. Perhaps because the Native Son so seldom offered advice, and, because of his cool courage in interfering with Big Medicine at such a time, Bud's jaw relaxed and his pale eyes became more human in their expression.
Wal, sah, ez shuah ez dis here chile is bawn ter die, while we wuz settin' up ovah Bud's body, Bud hisself walked in. We looked at Bud, den at de body, en we wuz skeert ter death. Den de livin' Bud, went up an looked down on de daid Bud, and de daid Bud skeert de livin' Bud, and de livin' Bud fairly flew outen dat house. Den, bless yer soul, honey, dat ole house wuz soon empty."
He came down the room on his own side the dead line, and tossed the rind across to the bunk. "Quirt him with that, Boy," he grunted, "and then you can eat it if you want." On the fourth day Bud's conscience pricked him into making a sort of apology to Cash, under the guise of speaking to Lovin Child, for still keeping the baby in camp.
He claimed Bud's attention with a gesture which roused him from his engrossing thought. "Fire," he observed. Bud's gaze became rivetted on the spot. "Yes, it's fire sure," he admitted. It was a long way ahead. Only the trained eyes of prairiemen could have read the sign aright at such a distance. It was a break in the wonderful sea of varying shades of restful green.
The action broke down Bud's bravado. All barriers fell before the simple action. "It's all up with me," he said brokenly. Slim sympathized with the boy in his trouble. "Buck, he told me. Buck, he 'lowed you had your share of that money," he explained.
"Looks as if you're chances of gettin' even with us is a long way off," he said. Turning, he entered the house, to join the other guests who, by the noise, were enjoying Allen's importations from Tucson to the bottom of every glass. Polly looked after Bud, smiling quizzically. "Bud's mighty hopeful, ain't he? Ain't you happy?" "You bet! Don't I look it?" cried Jack, rubbing his hands.
All afternoon I stolidly planted the gray-green young cabbage sprouts behind Bud's hoe and refused even to think about Bess's wedding-chest. But at sunset I saw I must go into town to her dinner for the announcement of her wedding, and wear one of my dresses that I had sold and then borrowed back from her or have a serious crisis in our friendship.
The Old Testament religious life, which consists in fighting the Lord's enemies, suited Bud's temper and education. It might lead to something better. It was the best possible to him, now. But I am afraid I shall have to acknowledge that there was a second motive that moved Bud to this championship.
"Far from it, kind sir," and the man bowed with just the slightest suggestion of mockery, at which Bud frowned. "I am a lone traveler, and I sought help on my way help for which I would have paid in work." "Who are you?" snapped out Bud. "I have told you my name," said the stranger, in gentle contrast to Bud's harsh tone.
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