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Updated: May 31, 2025
They were pointing towards Sure-shot, who still lay, as I have described, flat upon his face. Wingrove was no longer there; nor yet Su-wa-nee! Where could they have gone? I had seen both but the moment before! Had she unbound, and rescued him? Was it about them that the savages were in consultation? No; the result proved not.
In their eyes, the absurd head-gear is more hideous than even to those who are condemned to wear it for the trappers well know, that the introduction of the silk hat has been the ruin of their peculiar calling. "'Twan't much o' a hat, after all," said Sure-shot, reconciled by the explanation.
It was the molasses pie that stuck in his mind. There was no time to make another. Further, the thought of depredators hanging about disturbed him. Though it was secured by Little Guardian locks and fortified with the Scarem Buzz alarm, he did not feel sure of it. He decided to sleep there that night with his .45-caliber Sure-shot revolver. Let them come again; he'd give 'em a lesson!
Any destination but that. I had commenced reflecting upon this point, when I was interrupted by the voice of Sure-shot resuming the conversation. Thus did he enter on his explanation: "Ye see, kimrade, these Mormings, es I've heern, air mighty taken up wi' sogerin', an' thet sort o' thing. Ye've heerd talk o' theer great bettelion.
One thing to which their speech had incidentally adverted was not without much significance; and had produced upon me a certain impression that was unpleasant. They appeared to know, or Sure-shot did, that at least a portion of the train was en route for the Mormon city. It is true, I had had originally suspicions of this; but the letter of Lilian had led me to hope it might be otherwise.
"Yes, he's a barber now, but he's going to make a break soon and get into something else." "Don't bank on Ed, Bertie; he'll never be anything more than he is now. No man ever got anywhere who started in as a barber." "Would you rather I married a gambler and a sure-shot? They tell me Haney has killed his man." "That may be all talk.
We could not think of submitting her to a danger that might too probably conduct to a double sacrifice two victims instead of one. Our thoughts turned upon the ex-rifleman. He was the only one of us unknown to the leader of the Mormons, and to Holt himself. To Sure-shot, then, were our hopes next transferred.
Slender as appeared the prospect of my being freed from my fastenings, by the method proposed, I was not without some faith in Sure-shot being able to cut the thong. His skill in the use of the rifle was notorious even among good marksmen and his aim believed to be unerring.
Coarse woollen socks, and the cheap contract shoe completed the costume of Sure-shot for it was he. His contrasting comrade was equally in military garb even more so, by the additional article of a cloth forage-cap. His was also an undress uniform; but, though of very similar cut to the other, and resembling it in the quality of the material, the colour was different.
As far as Wingrove and I were concerned, I have explained this negligence, for it was negligence of the most imprudent character. The Mexican, feeling quite certain that he had succeeded in blinding our trail, was perhaps less cautious than he might otherwise have been; and Sure-shot equally trusted to his new comrade, for whose still the ex-ranger had conceived an exalted opinion.
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