We must transport our reader now to a locality somewhere in the region lying between New Mexico and Colorado. Here, in a mean-looking out-of-the-way tavern2, a number of rough-looking men were congregated3, drinking, gambling4, and spinning yarns6. Some of them belonged to the class known as cow-boys—men of rugged7 exterior8, iron constitutions, powerful frames, and apparently9 reckless dispositions10, though underneath11 the surface there was considerable variety of character to be found.
The landlord of the inn—if we may so call it, for it was little better than a big shanty12—was known by the name of David. He was a man of cool courage. His customers knew this latter fact well, and were also aware that, although he carried no weapon on his person, he had several revolvers in handy places under his counter, with the use of which he was extremely familiar and expert.
In the midst of a group of rather noisy characters who smoked and drank in one corner of this inn or shanty, there was seated on the end of a packing-case, a man in the prime of life, who, even in such rough company, was conspicuously13 rugged. His leathern costume betokened14 him a hunter, or trapper, and the sheepskin leggings, with the wool outside, showed that he was at least at that time a horseman. Unlike most of his comrades, he wore Indian moccasins, with spurs strapped15 to them. Also a cap of the broad-brimmed order. The point about him that was most striking at first sight was his immense breadth of shoulder and depth of chest, though in height he did not equal many of the men around him. As one became acquainted with the man, however, his massive proportions had not so powerful an effect on the mind of an observer as the quiet simplicity16 of his expression and manner. Good-nature seemed to lurk17 in the lines about his eyes and the corners of his mouth, which latter had the peculiarity18 of turning down instead of up when he smiled; yet withal there was a stern gravity about him that forbade familiarity.
The name of the man was Hunky Ben, and the strangest thing about him—that which puzzled these wild men most—was that he neither drank nor smoked nor gambled! He made no pretence19 of abstaining20 on principle. One of the younger men, who was blowing a stiff cloud, ventured to ask him whether he really thought these things wrong.
“Well, now,” he replied quietly, with a twinkle in his eye, “I’m no parson, boys, that I should set up to diskiver what’s right an’ what’s wrong. I’ve got my own notions on them points, you bet, but I’m not goin’ to preach ’em. As to smokin’, I won’t make a smoked herrin’ o’ my tongue to please anybody. Besides, I don’t want to smoke, an’ why should I do a thing I don’t want to just because other people does it? Why should I make a new want when I’ve got no end o’ wants a’ready that’s hard enough to purvide for? Drinkin’s all very well if a man wants Dutch courage, but I don’t want it—no, nor French courage, nor German, nor Chinee, havin’ got enough o’ the article home-growed to sarve my purpus. When that’s used up I may take to drinkin’—who knows? Same wi’ gamblin’. I’ve no desire to bust21 up any man, an’ I don’t want to be busted22 up myself, you bet. No doubt drinkin’, smokin’, an’ gamblin’ makes men jolly—them at least that’s tough an’ that wins!—but I’m jolly without ’em, boys,—jolly as a cottontail rabbit just come of age.”
“An’ ye look it, old man,” returned the young fellow, puffing23 cloudlets with the utmost vigour24; “but come, Ben, won’t ye spin us a yarn5 about your frontier life?”
“Yes, do, Hunky,” cried another in an entreating25 voice, for it was well known all over that region that the bold hunter was a good story-teller, and as he had served a good deal on the frontier as guide to the United States troops, it was understood that he had much to tell of a thrilling and adventurous26 kind; but although the men about him ceased to talk and looked at him with expectancy27, he shook his head, and would not consent to be drawn28 out.
“No, boys, it can’t be done to-day,” he said; “I’ve no time, for I’m bound for Quester Creek29 in hot haste, an’ am only waitin’ here for my pony30 to freshen up a bit. The Redskins are goin’ to give us trouble there by all accounts.”
“The red devils!” exclaimed one of the men, with a savage31 oath; “they’re always givin’ us trouble.”
“That,” returned Hunky Ben, in a soft voice, as he glanced mildly at the speaker,—“that is a sentiment I heer’d expressed almost exactly in the same words, though in Capatchee lingo32, some time ago by a Redskin chief—only he said it was pale-faced devils who troubled him. I wonder which is worst. They can’t both be worst, you know!”
This remark was greeted with a laugh, and a noisy discussion thereupon began as to the comparative demerits of the two races, which was ere long checked by the sound of a galloping33 horse outside. Next moment the door opened, and a very tall man of commanding presence and bearing entered the room, took off his hat, and looked round with a slight bow to the company.
There was nothing commanding, however, in the quiet voice with which he asked the landlord if he and his horse could be put up there for the night.
The company knew at once, from the cut of the stranger’s tweed suit, as well as his tongue, that he was an Englishman, not much used to the ways of the country—though, from the revolver and knife in his belt, and the repeating rifle in his hand, he seemed to be ready to meet the country on its own terms by doing in Rome as Rome does.
On being told that he could have a space on the floor to lie on, which he might convert into a bed if he had a blanket with him, he seemed to make up his mind to remain, asked for food, and while it was preparing went out to attend to his horse. Then, returning, he went to a retired34 corner of the room, and flung himself down at full length on a vacant bench, as if he were pretty well exhausted35 with fatigue36.
The simple fare of the hostelry was soon ready; and when the stranger was engaged in eating it, he asked a cow-boy beside him how far it was to Traitor’s Trap.
At the question there was a perceptible lull37 in the conversation, and the cow-boy, who was a very coarse forbidding specimen38 of his class, said that he guessed Traitor’s Trap was distant about twenty mile or so.
“Yes, I’m going there,” answered the Englishman; “but from what I’ve heard of the road, at the place where I stayed last night, I don’t like to go on without a guide and daylight—though I would much prefer to push on to-night if it were possible.”
“Wall, stranger, whether possible or not,” returned the cow-boy, “it’s an ugly place to go past, for there’s a gang o’ cut-throats there that’s kep’ the country fizzin’ like ginger-beer for some time past. A man that’s got to go past Traitor’s Trap should go by like a greased thunderbolt, an’ he should never go alone.”
“Is it, then, such a dangerous place?” asked the Englishman, with a smile that seemed to say he thought his informant was exaggerating.
“Dangerous!” exclaimed the cow-boy. “Ay, an will be as long as Buck40 Tom an’ his boys are unhung. Why, stranger, I’d get my life insured, you bet, before I’d go thar again—except with a big crowd o’ men. It was along in June last year I went up that way; there was nobody to go with me, an’ I was forced to do it by myself—for I had to go—so I spunked up, saddled Bluefire, an’ sloped. I got on lovely till I came to a pass just on t’other side o’ Traitor’s Trap, when I began to cheer up, thinkin’ I’d got off square; but I hadn’t gone another hundred yards when up starts Buck Tom an’ his men with ‘hands up.’ I went head down flat on my saddle instead, I was so riled. Bang went a six-shooter, an’ the ball just combed my back hair. I suppose Buck was so took by surprise at a single man darin’ to disobey his orders that he missed. Anyhow I socked spurs into Bluefire, an’ made a break for the open country ahead. They made after me like locomotives wi’ the safety-valves blocked, but Bluefire was more’n a match for ’em. They kep’ blazin’ away all the time too, but never touched me, though I heard the balls whistlin’ past for a good while. Bluefire an’ me went, you bet, like a nor’-easter in a passion, an’ at last they gave it up. No, stranger, take my advice an’ don’t go past Traitor’s Trap alone. I wouldn’t go there at all if I could help it.”
“I don’t intend to go past it. I mean to go into it,” said the Englishman, with a short laugh, as he laid down his knife and fork, having finished his slight meal; “and, as I cannot get a guide, I shall be forced to go alone.”
“Stranger,” said the cow-boy in surprise, “d’ye want to meet wi’ Buck Tom?”
“Not particularly.”
“An’ are ye aware that Buck Tom is one o’ the most hardened, sanguinacious blackguards in all Colorado?”
“I did not know it before, but I suppose I may believe it now.”
As he spoke42 the Englishman rose and went out to fetch the blanket which was strapped to his saddle. In going out he brushed close past a man who chanced to enter at the same moment.
The newcomer was also a tall and strikingly handsome man, clothed in the picturesque43 garments of the cow-boy, and fully44 armed. He strode up to the counter, with an air of proud defiance45, and demanded drink. It was supplied him. He tossed it off quickly, without deigning46 a glance at the assembled company. Then in a deep-toned voice he asked—
“Has the Rankin Creek Company sent that account and the money?”
Profound silence had fallen on the whole party in the room the moment this man entered. They evidently looked at him with profound interest if not respect.
“Yes, Buck Tom,” answered the landlord, in his grave off-hand manner; “They have sent it, and authorised me to pay you the balance.”
He turned over some papers for a few minutes, during which Buck Tom did not condescend47 to glance to one side or the other, but kept his eye fixed48 sternly on the landlord.
At that moment the Englishman re-entered, went to his corner, spread his blanket on the floor, lay down, put his wide-awake over his eyes, and resigned himself to repose49, apparently unaware50 that anything special was going on, and obtusely51 blind to the quiet but eager signals wherewith the cow-boy was seeking to direct his attention to Buck Tom.
In a few minutes the landlord found the paper he wanted, and began to look over it.
“The company owes you,” he said, “three hundred dollars ten cents for the work done,” said the landlord slowly.
Buck nodded his head as if satisfied with this.
“Your account has run on a long while,” continued the landlord, “and they bid me explain that there is a debit52 of two hundred and ninety-nine dollars against you. Balance in your favour one dollar ten cents.”
A dark frown settled on Buck Tom’s countenance53, as the landlord laid the balance due on the counter, and for a few moments he seemed in uncertainty54 as to what he should do, while the landlord stood conveniently near to a spot where one of his revolvers lay. Then Buck turned on his heel, and was striding towards the door, when the landlord called him back.
“Excuse my stopping you, Buck Tom,” he said, “but there’s a gentleman here who wants a guide to Traitor’s Trap. Mayhap you wouldn’t object to—”
“Where is he?” demanded Buck, wheeling round, with a look of slight surprise.
“There,” said the landlord, pointing to the dark corner where the big Englishman lay, apparently fast asleep, with his hat pulled well down over his eyes.
Buck Tom looked at the sleeping figure for a few moments.
“H’m! well, I might guide him,” he said, with something of a grim smile, “but I’m travelling too fast for comfort. He might hamper55 me. By the way,” he added, looking back as he laid his hand on the door, “you may tell the Rankin Creek Company, with my compliments, to buy a new lock to their office door, for I intend to call on them some day soon and balance up that little account on a new system of ’rithmetic! Tell them I give ’em leave to clap the one dollar ten cents to the credit of their charity account.”
Another moment and Buck Tom was gone. Before the company in the tavern had quite recovered the use of their tongues, the hoofs56 of his horse were heard rattling57 along the road which led in the direction of Traitor’s Trap.
“Was that really Buck Tom?” asked Hunky Ben, in some surprise.
“Ay—or his ghost,” answered the landlord.
“I can swear to him, for I saw him as clear as I see you the night he split after me,” said the cowboy, who had warned the Englishman.
“Just so—you had a rare chance,” remarked another of the cow-boys, with something of a sneer59 in his tone.
“Because I’m not yet tired o’ my life,” replied Crux, indignantly. “Back Tom has got eyes in the back o’ his head, I do believe, and shoots dead like a flash—”
“Not that time he missed you at Traitor’s Trap, I think,” said the other.
“Of course not—’cause we was both mounted that time, and scurryin’ over rough ground like wild-cats. The best o’ shots would miss thar an’ thus. Besides, Buck Tom took nothin’ from me, an’ ye wouldn’t have me shoot a man for missin’ me—surely. If you’re so fond o’ killin’, why didn’t you shoot him yourself?—you had a rare chance!”
Crux grinned—for his ugly mouth could not compass a smile—as he thought thus to turn the tables on his comrade.
“Well, he’s got clear off, anyhow, returned the comrade, an’ it’s a pity, for—”
He was interrupted by the Englishman raising himself and asking in a sleepy tone if there was likely to be moonlight soon.
The company seemed to think him moon-struck to ask such a question, but one of them replied that the moon was due in half an hour.
“You’ve lost a good chance, sir,” said Crux, who had a knack60 of making all his communications as disagreeably as possible, unless they chanced to be unavoidably agreeable, in which case he made the worst of them. “Buck Tom hisself has just bin61 here, an’ might have agreed to guide you to Traitor’s Trap if you’d made him a good offer.”
“Why did you not awake me?” asked the Englishman in a reproachful tone, as he sprang up, grasped his blanket hastily, threw down a piece of money on the counter, and asked if the road wasn’t straight and easy for a considerable distance.
“Straight as an arrow for ten mile,” said the landlord, as he laid down the change which the Englishman put into an apparently well-filled purse.
“I’ll guide you, stranger, for five dollars,” said Crux.
“I want no guide,” returned the other, somewhat brusquely, as he left the room.
“Poor lad, he’ll run straight into the wolf’s den41; but why he wants to do it puzzles me,” remarked the landlord, as he carefully cleaned a tankard. “But he would take no warning.”
“The wolf doesn’t seem half as bad as he’s bin painted,” said Hunky Ben, rising and offering to pay his score.
“Hallo, Hunky—not goin’ to skip, are ye?” asked Crux.
“I told ye I was in a hurry. Only waitin’ to rest my pony. My road is the same as the stranger’s, at least part o’ the way. I’ll overhaul63 an’ warn him.”
A few minutes more and the broad-shouldered scout64 was also galloping along the road or track which led towards the Rocky mountains in the direction of Traitor’s Trap.
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