Reaching an outlying farm, he breakfasted and rested a while, after which he rode on to the Indian reservation, where he found signs of recent trouble. A man to whom he was at first refused access lay with a badly battered3 face in a shack4 which stood beside a few acres of roughly broken land; another man suffering from what looked like an ax wound sat huddled5 in dirty blankets in a teepee. It was obvious that a fight, which Flett suspected was the result of a drunken orgy, had been in progress not long before; but he could find no liquor nor any man actually under its influence, though the appearance of several suggested that they were recovering from a debauch6. He discovered, however, in a poplar thicket7 the hide of a steer8, from which a recent breeze had swept its covering of snow. This was a serious matter, and though the brand had been removed, Flett identified the skin as having belonged to an animal reported to him as missing.
He had now, when dusk was approaching, two charges of assault and one of cattle-killing to make, and it would not be prudent9 to remain upon the reservation during the night with anybody he arrested. The Indians were in a sullen10, threatening mood; it was difficult to extract any information, and Flett was alone. He was, however, not to be daunted12 by angry looks or ominous13 mutterings, and by persistently14 questioning the injured men he learned enough to warrant his making two arrests; though he decided15 that the matter of the hide must be dropped for the present.
It was in a state of nervous tension that he mounted and drove his prisoners on a few paces in front of him. If he could get them into the open, he thought he would be safe, but the reservation was, for the most part, a tract11 of brush and bluff16, pierced by ravines, among which he half expected an attempt would be made to facilitate their escape. For all that, he was, so far as appearances went, very calm and grim when he set out, and his prisoners, being ahead, did not notice that he searched each taller patch of brush they entered with apprehensive17 glances. Nor did they see his hand drop to his pistol-butt18 when something moved in the bushes as they went down the side of a dark declivity19.
There was, however, no interference, and he felt more confident when he rode out into the moonlight which flooded the glittering prairie. Here he could deal with any unfavorable developments; but it was several leagues to the nearest shelter, and the Indians did not seem inclined to travel fast. The half-frozen constable21 would gladly have walked, only that he felt more master of the situation upon his horse. Mile after mile, they crossed the vast white waste, without a word being spoken, except when the shivering man sternly bade his prisoners, "Get on!"
Hand-cuffed as they were, he dare not relax his vigilance nor let them fall back too near him; and he had spent the previous night in the bitter frost. At times he felt painfully drowsy22, but he had learned to overcome most bodily weaknesses, and his eyes only left the dark, plodding23 figures in front of him when he swept a searching glance across the plain. Nothing moved on it, and only the soft crunch24 of snow broke the dreary25 silence. At last, a cluster of low buildings rose out of the waste, and soon afterward26 Flett got down with difficulty and demanded shelter. The rudely awakened27 farmer gave him the use of his kitchen, in which a stove was burning; and while the Indians went to sleep on the floor, Flett, choosing an uncomfortable upright chair, lighted his pipe and sat down to keep another vigil. When dawn broke, his eyes were still open, though his face was a little haggard and very weary.
He obtained a conviction for assault; but, as the charges of cattle-killing and being in possession of liquor had to be dropped, this was small consolation28. It left the men he considered responsible absolutely untouched.
Afterward, he played a part in other somewhat similar affairs, for offenses29 were rapidly becoming more numerous among both Indians and mean whites; but in spite of his efforts the gang he suspected managed to evade30 the grip of the law. Flett, however, was far from despairing; he waited his time and watched.
While he did so, spring came, unusually early. A warm west wind swept the snow away and for a week or two the softened31 prairie was almost impassable to vehicles. Then the wind veered32 to the northwest with bright sunshine, the soil began to dry, and George set out on a visit to Brandon where he had some business to transact33.
Reaching Sage34 Butte in the afternoon, he found it suffering from the effects of the thaw35. A swollen36 creek37 had converted the ground on one side of the track into a shallow lake; the front street resembled a muskeg, furrowed38 deep by sinking wheels. The vehicles outside the hotels were covered with sticky mire39; the high, plank40 sidewalks were slippery with it, and foot passengers when forced to leave them sank far up their long boots; one or two of the stores were almost cut off by the pools. It rained between gleams of sunshine, and masses of dark cloud rolled by above the dripping town and wet prairie, which had turned a dingy41 gray.
As he was proceeding42 along one sidewalk, George met Hardie, and it struck him that the man was looking dejected and worn.
"Will you come back with me and wait for supper?" he asked. "I'd be glad of a talk."
"I think not," said George. "You're on the far side of the town and there are two streets to cross; you see, I'm going to Brandon, and I'll take enough gumbo into the cars with me, as it is. Then my train leaves in half an hour. I suppose I mustn't ask you to come into the Queen's?"
"No," said the clergyman. "Our old guard won't tolerate the smallest compromise with the enemy, and there's a good deal to be said for their point of view. After all, half-measures have seldom much result; a man must be one thing or another. But we might try the new waiting-room at the station."
The little room proved to be dry and comparatively clean, besides being furnished with nicely made and comfortable seats. Leaning back in one near the stove, George turned to his companion.
"How are things going round here?" he asked.
"Very much as I expected; we tried and failed to apply a check in time, and of late we have had a regular outbreak of lawlessness. At first sight, it's curious, considering that three-fourths of the inhabitants of the district are steady, industrious43 folk, and a proportion of the rest are capable of being useful citizens."
"Then how do you account for the disorder44?"
Hardie looked thoughtful.
"I suppose we all have a tendency to follow a lead, which is often useful in an organized state of society; though it depends on the lead. By way of counter-balance, we have a certain impatience45 of restraint. Granting this, you can see that when the general tone of a place is one of sobriety and order, people who have not much love for either find it more or less easy to conform. But, if you set them a different example, one that slackens restrictions46 instead of imposing47 them, they'll follow it, and it somehow seems to be the rule that the turbulent element exerts the stronger influence. Anyway, it becomes the more prominent. You hear of the fellow who steals a horse in a daring manner; the man who quietly goes on with his plowing48 excites no notice."
"One must agree with that," George replied. "Popular feeling's fickle50; a constant standard is needed to adjust it by."
Hardie smiled.
"It was given us long ago. But I can't believe that there's much general sympathy with these troublesome fellows. What I complain of is popular apathy51; nobody feels it his business to interfere20; though this state of things can't continue. The patience of respectable people will wear out; and then one can look for drastic developments."
"In the meanwhile, the other crowd are having their fling."
Hardie nodded.
"That's unfortunately true, though the lawbreakers have now and then come off second-best. A few days ago, Wilkie, the station-agent, was sitting in his office when a man who had some grievance52 against the railroad walked up to the window. Wilkie told him he must send his claim to Winnipeg, and the fellow retorted that he would have satisfaction right away out of the agent's hide. With that, he climbed in through the window; and I must confess to a feeling of satisfaction when I heard that he left the station in need of medical assistance. A week earlier, Taunton, of the store, was walking home along the track in the dark after collecting some of his accounts, when a man jumped out from behind a stock of ties with a pistol and demanded his wallet. Taunton, taken by surprise, produced a wad of bills, but the thief was a little too eager or careless in seizing them, for Taunton grabbed the pistol and got his money back. After that, he marched the man three miles along the track and into his store. I don't know what happened then, but I heard that there were traces of a pretty lively scuffle."
George laughed, but his companion continued more gravely:
"Then we have had a number of small disturbances54 when the men from the new link line came into town—they've graded the track to within a few miles now—and I hold Beamish responsible; they haven't encouraged these fellows at the Queen's. In fact, I mean to walk over and try to get a few words with them as soon as I leave you."
"One would hardly think Saturday evening a very good time," George commented.
His train came in shortly afterward, and when it had gone Hardie went home for a rubber coat, and then took the trail leading out of the settlement. He was forced to trudge55 through the tangled56 grass beside it because the soft gumbo soil stuck to his boots in great black lumps, and the patches of dwarf57 brush through which he must smash made progress laborious58. After a while, however, he saw a long trail of black smoke ahead, and sounds of distant activity grew steadily59 louder.
There was an angry red glare on the western horizon, though the light was beginning to fade, when he reached the end of the new line and found a crowd of men distributing piles of gravel53 and spiking60 down the rails which ran back, gleaming in the sunset, lurid61, straight and level, across the expanse of grass, until they were lost in the shadowy mass of a bluff. Near the men stood a few jaded62 teams and miry wagons63; farther on a row of freight-cars occupied a side-track, a little smoke rising from the stacks on the roofs of one or two. Their doors were open, and on passing, Hardie noticed the dirty blue blankets and the litter of wet clothing in the rude bunks64. As he approached the last car, which served as store and office, a man sprang down upon the line. He wore wet long boots and an old rubber coat stained with soil, but there was a stamp of authority upon his bronzed face.
"How are you getting on, Mr. Farren?" Hardie inquired.
"Slowly," said the other; "can't catch up on schedule contract time. We've had rain and heavy soil ever since we began. The boys have been giving me some trouble, too."
"You won't mind my having a few words with them?"
"Why, no," said Farren. "Guess they need it; but I'm most afraid you'll be wasting time. The Scandinavians, who're quiet enough and might agree with you, can't understand, and it's quite likely that the crowd you want to get at won't listen. Anyway, you can try it after they've dubbed65 the load off the gravel train; she's coming now."
He pointed66 toward a smear67 of smoke that trailed away across the prairie. It grew rapidly blacker and nearer, and presently a grimy locomotive with a long string of clattering68 cars behind it came down the uneven69 track. It had hardly stopped when the sides of the low cars dropped, and a plow49 moved forward from one to another, hurling70 off masses of gravel that fell with a roar. Then the train, backing out, came to a standstill again, and a swarm71 of men became busy about the line. Dusk was falling, but the blaze of the great electric light on the locomotive streamed along the track. While Hardie stood watching, half a dozen men dropped their tools and walked up to his companion.
"We're through with our lot," announced one. "We're going to the Butte and we'll trouble you for a sub of two dollars a man."
"You won't get it," said Farren shortly. "I want the ties laid on the next load."
"Then you can send somebody else to fix them. We're doing more than we booked for."
"You're getting paid for it."
"Shucks!" said the other contemptuously. "What we want is an evening at the Butte; and we're going to have it! Hand over the two dollars."
"No, sir," said Farren. "I've given in once or twice and I've got no work out of you for most two days afterward. You can quit tie-laying, if you insist; but you'll get no money until pay-day."
One of the men pulled out his watch.
"Boys," he said, "if we stop here talking, there won't be much time left for a jag when we make the Butte. Are you going to let him bluff you?"
The growl72 from the others was ominous. They had been working long hours at high pressure in the rain, and had suffered in temper. One of them strode forward and grasped Farren's shoulder.
"Now," he demanded, "hand out! It's our money."
There was only one course open to Farren. His position was not an easy one, and if he yielded, his authority would be gone.
His left arm shot out and the man went down with a crash. Then the others closed with him and a savage73 struggle began.
Hardie laid hold of a man who had picked up an iron bar, and managed to wrest74 it from him, but another struck him violently on the head, and he had a very indistinct idea of what went on during the next minute or two. There was a struggling knot of men pressed against the side of the car, but it broke up when more figures came running up and one man cried out sharply as he was struck by a heavy lump of gravel. Then Hardie found himself kneeling beside Farren, who lay senseless near the wheels with the blood running down his set white face. Behind him stood the panting locomotive engineer, trying to hold back the growing crowd.
"Looks pretty bad," he said. "What's to be done with him?"
"We had better get him into his bunk," directed Hardie. "Then I'll make for the Butte as fast as I can and bring the doctor out."
"It would take two hours," objected the engineer, as he gently removed Farren's hat. "Strikes me as a mighty75 ugly gash76; the thing must be looked to right away. If I let her go, throttle77 wide, we ought to make Carson in half an hour, and they've a smart doctor there." He said something to his fireman and added: "Get hold; we'll take him along."
It looked as if the outbreak had not met with general approval, for a number of the bystanders offered their help and the injured man was carefully carried to the locomotive.
"I'll run the cars along as far as the gravel pit; then I can book the journey," the engineer said to Hardie. "But as I can't get off at the other end, you'll have to come along."
Hardie wondered how he would get back, but that was not a matter of great consequence, though he had to preach at Sage Butte in the morning, and he climbed up when Farren had been lifted into the cab. Then he sat down on the floor plates and rested the unconscious man's head and shoulders against his knees as the engine began to rock furiously. Nothing was said for a while; the uproar78 made by the banging cars would have rendered speech inaudible, but when they had been left behind, the engineer looked at Hardie.
"In a general way, it's not the thing to interfere in a row with a boss," he said. "Still, four to two, with two more watching out for a chance to butt in, is pretty steep odds79, and Farren's a straight man. I felt quite good when I hit one of those fellows with a big lump of gravel."
Hardie could understand his sensations and did not rebuke80 him. So far as his experience went, the western locomotive crews were of an excellent type, and he was willing to admit that there were occasions when the indignation of an honest man might be expressed in vigorous action.
"It was really four to one, which makes the odds heavier," he said.
"I guess not," rejoined the engineer with a smile. "You were laying into one of them pretty lively as I ran up."
Hardie felt a little disconcerted. Having been partly dazed by the blow he had received, he had no clear recollection of the part he had taken in the scrimmage, though he had been conscious of burning anger when Farren was struck down. It was, however, difficult to believe that the engineer had been mistaken, because the locomotive lamp had lighted the track brilliantly.
"Anyway, one of them put his mark on you," resumed his companion. "Did you notice it, Pete?"
"Sure," said the grinning fireman; "big lump on his right cheek." He fumbled81 in a box and handed a tool to Hardie. "Better hold that spanner to it, if you're going to preach to-morrow. But how's Farren?"
"No sign of consciousness. The sooner we can get him into a doctor's hands, the better."
"Stir her up," ordered the engineer, and nodded when his comrade swung back the fire-door and hurled82 in coal. Then he turned to Hardie. "We're losing no time. She's running to beat the Imperial Limited clip, and the track's not worked down yet into its bed."
Hardie, looking about for a few moments, thought the speed could not safely be increased. There was a scream of wind about the cab, though when he had stood upon the track the air had been almost still; a bluff, which he knew was a large one, leaped up, hung over the line, and rushed away behind; the great engine was rocking and jolting83 so that he could hardly maintain his position, and the fireman shuffled84 about with the erratic85 motion. Then Hardie busied himself trying to protect Farren from the shaking, until the scream of the whistle broke through the confused sounds and the pace diminished. The bell began to toll86, and, rising to his feet, Hardie saw a cluster of lights flitting back toward him. Shortly afterward they stopped beside a half-built row of elevators.
"Guess you'll have to be back to-morrow," the engineer said.
Hardie nodded.
"I've been rather worried about it. It would take me all night to walk."
"That's so," agreed the other. "All you have to do is to see Farren safe in the doctor's hands and leave the rest to me. I've got to have some water, for one thing." He turned to his fireman. "We'll put in that new journal babbit; she's not running sweet."
The clergyman was inclined to believe that the repair was not strictly87 needed, though it would account for a delay; but one or two of the station hands had reached the engine and, following instructions, they lifted Farren down, and wheeled him on a baggage truck to the doctor's house. The doctor seemed to have no doubt of the man's recovery but said that he must not be moved again for a day or two; and Hardie went back to the station, reassured88 and less troubled than he had been for some time. The attitude of the engineer, fireman, and construction gang, was encouraging. It confirmed his belief that the lawless element was tolerated rather than regarded with sympathy, and the patience of the remainder of the community would become exhausted89 before long. Though he admitted the influence of a bad example, he had firm faith in the rank and file.
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n.爱尔兰式曲棍球v.猛投,用力掷( hurl的现在分词 );大声叫骂 | |
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n.(昆虫)等一大群;vi.成群飞舞;蜂拥而入 | |
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v.(狗等)嗥叫,(炮等)轰鸣;n.嗥叫,轰鸣 | |
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adj.野蛮的;凶恶的,残暴的;n.未开化的人 | |
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n.扭,拧,猛夺;v.夺取,猛扭,歪曲 | |
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v.深切,划开;n.(深长的)切(伤)口;裂缝 | |
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n.节流阀,节气阀,喉咙;v.扼喉咙,使窒息,压 | |
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78 uproar | |
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79 odds | |
n.让步,机率,可能性,比率;胜败优劣之别 | |
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v.指责,非难,斥责 [反]praise | |
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81 fumbled | |
(笨拙地)摸索或处理(某事物)( fumble的过去式和过去分词 ); 乱摸,笨拙地弄; 使落下 | |
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82 hurled | |
v.猛投,用力掷( hurl的过去式和过去分词 );大声叫骂 | |
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83 jolting | |
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84 shuffled | |
v.洗(纸牌)( shuffle的过去式和过去分词 );拖着脚步走;粗心地做;摆脱尘世的烦恼 | |
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85 erratic | |
adj.古怪的,反复无常的,不稳定的 | |
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86 toll | |
n.过路(桥)费;损失,伤亡人数;v.敲(钟) | |
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87 strictly | |
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