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Updated: June 21, 2025
Our animals were in poor condition, so we remained in different camps along San Francisco Creek and on the North Fork of the Canadian till "Wild Bill" and his scouts returned from Fort Supply. Among the scouts in Penrose's command were fifteen Mexicans. Among them and the Americans a bitter feud existed.
While that pebble was in its flight, any one might offer for the pitch, but the instant it touched the ground, the bargain was held to be concluded with the last bidder. Poor James Penrose's pitch was the next sett.
"Dunno," said the darky. "We got lost, an' we's been starvin' ever since." By this time two other negroes had emerged from their hiding-place. They had deserted Penrose's command, which was out of rations and in a starving condition. They were trying to make their way back to old Fort Lyon. General Carr concluded, from what they could tell him, that Penrose was somewhere on Polladora Creek.
His advice was at first unheeded, Oliver declaring he had been taken off in a gipsy caravan, and Amos capping his suspicion by speaking of the judgments of the Almighty on little lads who gathered flowers on Sunday, and blew wickin-whistles in school, and refused to learn their catechism. Second thoughts, however, brought them over to Mr. Penrose's mind, and they set out for the Clough.
Before nightfall Deborah's encounter with Amos was the talk of Rehoboth, and it was freely reported that the old woman had become an infidel. Whether the cause of her infidelity resulted from Mr. Penrose's preaching or the advent of her grandchild was a disputed point. Old Amos declared, however, 'that there were a bit o' both in it, but he feared th' chilt more than th' parson.
The doctor who had taken Oliver Trembath's place during his absence was soon in attendance, and found that although no bones had been broken, Penrose's face was badly injured, how deep the injury extended could not at that time be ascertained, but he feared that his eyes had been altogether destroyed.
I'd set up a reward. Ten thousand dollars. It was right out o' my own bank roll. Wal, I set it up the notice o' reward one night, an' next day got the news we was all yearnin' for. Bob Whitstone, as he called himself, brought it right along to me. I hadn't no use fer the feller up to then. He was weak-kneed. And, in a way, had fallen fer Ju Penrose's rye.
"He's gone to secure the paper he saw Captain Waterman throw," was Penrose's reply. A second later Major Blundell was leaning over the sand-bags, looking across the "No-man's-Land" towards the enemy's trenches. By this time a number of other men had gathered; as if by magic the news had flown, and for a moment even discipline was in abeyance.
You've been away ever since dinner to-day, and now it's past midnight. Why? Why, when there's a hundred and one things to do around this wretched shanty? No you undertake this thing, and then spend every moment you can steal yes, that's the word steal, hanging around Ju Penrose's saloon. I'm left to fix things right here to do the work which you have undertaken.
You'd rather see me drudging all the best moments of my life away, so you can lounge around Ju Penrose's saloon spending dollars you've no right to, than risk your peace of mind on an honest yes, honest transaction that's going to give me a little of the comfort that you haven't the grit to help me to yourself." The girl was carried away with the force of her own purpose and craving.
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