He was fully1 as tall as Big Thompson, as thin as a rail, and blessed with a most sneaking2, hangdog cast of countenance3. He was clad in a blue flannel4 shirt, a soldier’s overcoat, and a pair of buckskin trousers, all of which had grown dingy5 with age and hard usage.
On his head he wore a brimless slouch hat, and on his feet a pair of ancient moccasins, and between the moccasins and the tattered6 bottom of his trousers—which were much too short for him—could be seen an ankle which was the color of sole-leather. His hands and the very small portion of his face that could be seen over a mass of grizzly7 whiskers, were of the same hue8.
55This uncouth9 object sat on his saddle—a piece of sheepskin—with his back rounded almost into a half circle, and his long neck stretching forward over his pony10’s ears.
He did not look like a very dangerous character, but still there was something about him which made Oscar believe that he was a man to be feared.
While the young hunter was busy with his mental photograph of the stranger, his pony was walking rapidly down the path which now emerged from the sage-brush and entered the mouth of one of the ravines.
Oscar looked into its gloomy depths and drew in his reins11, although he did not draw them tightly enough to check the advance of his pony.
“I don’t know whether I had better go in there or not,” thought Oscar, facing about in his saddle to make sure that the ill-looking fellow who had obstructed12 his path in the sage-brush was out of sight. “If he followed this road, he must have come out of this ravine, and who knows but there may be more like him hid away among these trees and bushes? 56But who cares if there are?” he added, slackening the reins again. “If I am going to be a hunter, I may as well begin to face danger one time as another, for it is something I cannot avoid. I’ll never start out by myself again without my rifle or shot-gun.”
The path was quite as plainly defined at this point as it was in the sage-brush, and of course Oscar had no difficulty in following it. Neither did he have any fears of being lost in the labyrinth13 before him, for all he had to do when he had ridden far enough was to turn about and the path would lead him back to the sage-brush again.
He kept on down the ravine for a mile or more, peering into the dark woods which had so often echoed to the war-cry of the hostile Sioux, wondering all the while who the strange horseman was and where he lived, and finally he began to think of retracing14 his steps, but just then his ear caught the sound of falling water a short distance in advance of him.
He had heard much of the trout-streams of this wild region, and his desire to see one 57induced him to keep on, little dreaming that when he found the stream he would find something else to interest him.
When Oscar had ridden a few rods farther he came within sight of the falls, the music of whose waters had attracted his attention, and also in sight of a smouldering camp fire. Seated on a log in front of it, with his elbows on his knees and his chin resting on his hands, was a figure almost as forlorn and dilapidated in appearance as was the horseman he had seen in the sage-brush.
He was gazing steadily15 into the fire and seemed to be very much engrossed16 with his own thoughts; but when the sound of the pony’s hoofs17 fell upon his ear he sprang up and gazed at Oscar as if he were fascinated.
The camp, upon which our hero had so unexpectedly stumbled, was located in the mouth of a ravine that branched off from the one he had followed from the foot of the ridge18.
The fire was built upon the opposite bank of the stream, which here ran across the main ravine to mingle19 its waters a few miles farther 58on with those of the Platte, and behind it was a clear space a dozen or more feet in diameter that served as the camp.
Various well-known signs, which did not escape his quick eye, told Oscar that the camp had been occupied for several days, and yet nothing in the way of a shelter had been erected20, the campers, no doubt, being fully satisfied with the protection afforded them by the overhanging cliff and the thick cluster of evergreens21 that grew at its base.
And there were other things missing, too, which Oscar had never failed to see in every camp whose inmates22 had any respect for their health and comfort. The supply of wood was exhausted23, and although there was an axe24 handy the campers had sat musing25 by the fire until it had almost burned itself out, being too lazy to chop a fresh supply of fuel.
There was nothing in the shape of bed clothes in sight, or any provisions, or any packages that looked as though they might contain provisions; and the only cooking utensil26 to be seen was a battered27 and blackened coffee-pot, which lay on the edge of the 59brook, where it had stopped when its owner angrily kicked it out of his way.
Having noted29 these evidences of the extreme poverty and utter shiftlessness of the campers, the young hunter turned his attention to the figure before the fire, who still stood and gazed at him as if he were spellbound.
The boy was somewhat surprised at the result of his hurried observations, for he saw at once that the camper was not a born plainsman. Beyond a doubt he had known better times. His clothing, as well as a certain indefinable air and manner which are inseparable from those who have all their lives been accustomed to good society, loudly proclaimed these facts.
He looked like a broken-down gentleman, but still there was something of the backwoods about him, too. A stiff hat that had once been black covered his long uncombed hair, and his clothing was all of the finest broadcloth, and cut in faultless style; but his trousers were worn in a pair of heavy cowhide boots, and a glaring red shirt-collar was turned down over the collar of his coat. He 60was young in years, but wore a full beard and mustache, the latter having been long and carefully cultivated, while the whiskers were of recent growth.
Oscar took all these little points in at a glance, and was about to turn away with an apology for his intrusion, when something in the carriage of the head and the position assumed by the camper caused him to pause long enough to look him over a second time. He had never seen the face before, that was certain; but there was something about the form that seemed familiar to him.
“It is nothing but a foolish notion of mine, of course,” said Oscar to himself, as he drew in the reins preparatory to turning his pony about.
Then speaking aloud, he said:
“I didn’t mean, sir, to jump over in your camp in this unceremonious way. I wasn’t aware there was anyone here. I wish you good-day!”
To Oscar’s unbounded surprise, the reply that came across the brook28 was a volley of violent imprecations. They were called forth30, 61not by anger, apparently31, but by overwhelming amazement32; and the strangest part of the whole proceeding33 was that they were uttered by a familiar and well-known voice—a voice that Oscar had not heard for many a long month.
The effect of this interchange of compliments was astonishing. The camper came close to the bank of the stream, and leaning forward until his body was bent34 almost double, shaded his eyes with his hand and gazed fixedly35 at Oscar, who, having suddenly grown too weak to keep his feet in his stirrups, was obliged to cling to the horn of his saddle with both hands, in order to keep his swaying body from toppling over headlong to the ground.
They stood thus for a few seconds without speaking, and then the camper, after a great effort, recovered the use of his tongue.
“Tom, is that you?” said Oscar, in the same husky voice.
Then there was silence. The two seemed to have been struck dumb again, and to be 62utterly unable to remove their eyes from each other. But at length the camper slowly, inch by inch, brought himself into an upright position, and, moving with stealthy footsteps, and keeping his gaze fastened upon Oscar, as if he feared that the boy was an apparition37 that might vanish into thin air if he made the least noise or lost sight of him for an instant, he walked back to his log by the fire, and seating himself upon it, buried his face in his hands.
These actions aroused Oscar, who rode across the brook, and, after tying his pony to a convenient sapling, he went up to the log and seated himself beside the camper.
The latter did not notice him for several minutes; but, at length, as if he began to feel ashamed of the weakness he had exhibited, he straightened himself up and looked defiantly38 into Oscar’s face.
It was Tom Preston, sure enough (Oscar recognized him now, in spite of his whiskers), but how changed from the dashing, dandified book-keeper he had known at Eaton! He seemed to have grown ten years older since the day his brother last saw him.
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