“Keep ’em on good feed, and keep ’em away from the common cattle,” Cap Hanks had ordered him. Fred did not neglect his duty, but he found many hours when the cattle herded2 themselves. While they rested during midday or browsed3 on the open flat, he had time to fish, to hunt chickens, to explore the wilds, or when tired, to throw himself on the grassy4 banks near the stream and enjoy “Scottish Chiefs” or the “Leather Stocking Tales,” which Dan, who was a lover of good books, had generously lent to him.
Hanks rather admired the boy for his book habits, but in practical fashion he had warned him not to lose his head “fightin’ imaginary Injuns” and lose his cows.
“It’s all right, boy,” he said, “to hev your{53} head in the clouds sometimes, but allus keep your feet on the ground.”
His fishing and hunting the foreman not only condoned5 but encouraged, especially after Fred had brought in his first big string of salmon6 trout7. Straightway the boy, on motion of Pat, was “illected chief fisherman fer the ranch8,” and excused from haying, herding9, or any other regular job so long as he kept the cook supplied “wid the spickled beauties.” So fishing came to be regarded as part of Fred’s business.
Dick insinuated10 occasionally that the kid had “a soft snap”; but nobody else complained, and no one even guessed half the fun that Fred was having.
The splendid mountain stream was a never-ending delight. He followed it in all its crystal windings11, over gravelly beds, where the trout loved to play, through shadowy, quiet depths, where the fish slept on silken fins12; he learned all its windings through the cottonwood and aspen groves14, around the willowy bends, and the meadowy stretches. The stream was always clear, sparkling, teeming16 with wild life, full of pleasant and sometimes unpleasant surprises.
Often as he slipped quietly toward a trout hole, half holding his breath for fear of scaring the fish, he himself would get a scare as a great{54} sand hill crane or a blue heron would give a startled cry and go thrashing its wings to rise and sail away. Once as he swung hurriedly around a curve of willows17 to come suddenly upon a kind of bayou, a thousand ducks shocked the air with startled quacking18 and splashing and whir of wings. Many a time he came upon a fantailed deer, which, rudely roused from its rest, would leap to its feet and, giving one wild look, bound away to a willowy cover.
But trout fishing was the best sport of all. The fish were plentiful19, but they were just game enough to keep a fisherman’s wits alive. Oh, the fun of it!—to cast the singing line, to watch the tempting20 fly skim the ripples22, to see the trout leap and grab it, and then with breath-taking suspense23, to land him—sometimes! And oh the disappointment that often came when some beauty—always the biggest—would suddenly flip24 free of the biting hook and dive back into the quiet depths to safety.
Then the search for new trout holes, where no fisherman had ever been, always an impelling25 desire in Fred, brought many rich experiences. Some of these, however, were far from joyful26. Once, indeed, the boy came within a breath of paying with his life for this desire to find the unknown. He trembled always to think how he{55} might have gone to a watery27 grave in a place where there was small chance that he would ever have been found.
It happened while he was hunting through Mystery Grove13, as he called it, for a new hole to fish. The creek28 was high, and in this place, it plunged29 through the tall timber, so dense30 with fallen logs and undergrowth that he had to fight for an opening into the thicket31. With rod held like a guiding spear in one hand, and with a string of fish in the other, the lone32 fisherman made his way yard by yard along the foaming33 creek. Finally he spied a promising34 place some rods ahead; but he could not get at it from that side of the stream.
How to cross was a problem. Nature came suddenly to his help to solve it. A few steps farther on, three trees, washed loose by the water, had fallen. Two of the trees were saplings. They reached clear over the stream. The other was a larger log, but it came only partly across. Fred figured that if he could get to the biggest tree, he would have a safe bridge the rest of the way.
With gingerly steps, he balanced along the swaying saplings till within stepping distance of the largest tree, then he stepped confidently, throwing his full weight upon it. Down it sank with him into the angry stream.{56}
How he did it, he never could tell, but as he went down, he flung fish and rod to the bank and just saved himself from being washed under by catching35 his arms across the log. And there he hung, legs and body under, head and arms above, hooking on to the log, while the stream swirled36 and swished about him. He struggled to get back out of the strong, sucking current. It seemed impossible. Once he almost decided37 to let go and trust to luck to bring him out of the waves on the other side; but just below the logs, the stream dived with angry hiss38 and roar under great clawing roots. To have become entangled39 in those horrid40, watery claws was death itself.
Breathing a silent prayer for help, he tried once more. One lunge brought him back a little, another and another put him partly above the fallen trees, and then he slowly lifted himself with greater ease to safety. He crawled along the poles to the bank where he lay for a few moments, and then, without even a glance at the new trout hole, he gathered up his few fish and his tackle and made his way painfully out of the woods. He had fished enough for that day.
But the surprises that the old stream gave him were not all so fearful. A few days after his mishap41 he had another experience that remained with him a golden memory always.{57}
He was fishing the ripples just above Shadow Pool, eager to catch a big trout he had seen there many times, marked by a black spot just behind its gills, when he was startled by a splashing in the stream just above him. Whirling suddenly, he found himself facing Alta Morgan on her dapple-gray pony42. Her bright eyes were laughing as she called out cheerily, “Good morning! What luck?”
“Haven’t counted yet; about a dozen, I guess.”
“Surely not; where?”
“Oh, you think I’m telling fish stories, do you? Well, I’ll show up.” He stepped to a shady side pool, and lifted from it a long willow15, strung with speckled beauties.
“Fine!” she cried; “you are surely a fisherman.”
“Oh, I sometimes get a few. What’s your luck?” Fred glanced at the rod she held.
“I don’t like to confess.”
“Why not?”
“You’d know why if you took a peep into my basket.” She opened it as she spoke43 laughingly and showed—not a fish.
“You certainly haven’t loaded your pony,” said Fred; “but say, I can soon make things look better—if you’ll let me.” He reached up his string.{58}
“Oh, no,” protested the girl, “you shame me. It’s very good of you, but—”
“Now look here,” Fred interrupted her, “you mustn’t say no. It’s my chance to pay up. Please play fair and take them.”
“Pay up, play fair,” echoed Alta. “What do you mean?”
“Oh, yes, sure enough,” she laughed.
“Now take these fish as part pay, won’t you?”
“I didn’t do it for pay, but I’ll take the gift because you really want me to—and because I need them to win a bet.”
“Bet! How’s that?”
“Oh, Uncle and I made a wager45 to-day that I shouldn’t get a trout. It’s my first attempt at fishing, you see. Now I’ll have some fun and win his dollar. May I pretend I caught these? It wouldn’t be such an awful fib, would it?”
“Why you did catch them,” Fred put in helpfully—“with a lasso, didn’t you?” They laughed merrily at the suggestion.
“But say,” added he, “I have a better plan to square things with your conscience. You can land a trout for sure. I’ll show you how—if you’ll let me.{59}”
“Let you! Won’t I though?” She slipped off Eagle’s back in eagerness to try.
“Well, take my rod and let’s steal around this bend to another pool. They won’t bite here, because we’ve scared them. Anyway, Old Solomon wouldn’t bite whether he’s scared or not.”
“Old Solomon? I don’t understand you.”
“It’s only a wise old trout I’ve tried to tempt21 in half a hundred ways. Perhaps I can show him to you, when we return. He’s marked and he’s a beauty; but he won’t bite. Come on.”
“Now, be quiet.” Fred led the way along the willowy trails. “There’s a good chance—see where the ripples smooth into that quiet pool. Just cast your fly on the dancing waters and skim it over them.”
Alta tried to follow directions, but unskilled in handling a line, she landed her hook, not on the ripples, but into a willow snag.
“Oh, pshaw! now I’ve spoiled it all,” she exclaimed.
“Sh’,” cautioned the boy, “that’s only fisherman’s luck.” He loosened the line quickly. “Now try again.”
The second fling brought better results. With a tiny splash, the fly struck the water, and{60} danced down the ripples. It had hardly reached the quieter waters when a lusty trout grabbed it.
“Oh, oh!” she cried, “I’ve caught one!”
“Not yet,” Fred warned her; “be careful.”
The words were scarcely off his lips when flip! the empty hook shot into the air, and a scared trout shot back into the pool.
“Oh, dear! that’s just wicked”; her tone was full of disappointment.
“Never mind,” her companion consoled her; “half the fish we do catch get away, you know. Try again, now, but don’t get so excited and jerk so hard next time.”
She cast her line again but without results; again and again she cast, but no fish rose. Discouragement began to show in her face.
“Maybe we have scared them out,” suggested Fred, as she flung once more across the ripples.
Like a flash to answer his doubt, there came a second splash of the waters. Another trout had grabbed the fly.
“Keep cool now,” the boy cautioned her; “he’s hooked solidly; you’ll land him if you keep steady.”
He stepped toward the bank to give help if needed, while Alta, a picture of mingled48 joy,{61} suspense, and eagerness, slowly drew the struggling, splashing trout toward the shore. Then with a deft49 flip of the curving rod, she tossed it ten feet or more up the bank. Dropping her rod, she danced and clapped her hands in childlike delight, while Fred, whose heart was dancing too, unloosed the hook.
“There, now, your bet is fairly won,” he said.
“Oh, this is jolly!” she responded; “Uncle will be glad to give me that dollar, he’ll be so proud of me.” Then she added graciously, “How can I ever thank you for this?”
“Don’t try. It’s the best fun I’ve had to-day. Do you want to catch another?”
“Yes, indeed; but not now. It’s getting nearly dinner time. Uncle would worry if I’m away too long. Perhaps I’ll come again some time. May I? It’s splendid sport. Do you fish here much?”
“Yes, indeed, come any time. I try my luck nearly every day, whenever the cattle are quiet.”
“Well, don’t be surprised to see me again soon. Come, Eagle,” she called to her pony, and when he came, she reached to open her basket.
“Here, let me pack in the fish for you,” said Fred; “I’ll put yours on top so you can tell it.{62}”
“Yes, but you mustn’t give me all of those fish,” she protested.
“Now, please don’t object,” he replied, as he kept on filling the basket; “you said you’d take them; now let me have my way this time, won’t you?”
“All right, if you insist,” she laughed, “and I’ll pretend I stopped fishing because I couldn’t get any more in the basket. It’s full to the cover now.”
He tied it securely to the horn of the saddle, and was holding the stirrup for her to mount, when she reached out her hand, saying, “Thank you ever so much for this rich treat. I’ll not forget it. Now may I ask for one thing more?”
“Certainly; what is it?”
“Your name.”
“Oh, Fred—Fred Benton.”
“Well, Mr. Fred, I don’t like you one bit”; her tone was mischievous50.
“Why not?”
“You broke your promise with me. Why didn’t you come to our dance?”
“Oh—well—I! really, Miss Morgan—I—”
“There now, no excuses, you didn’t want to come.”
“Please let me explain.”
“Go on then.{63}”
“Well, I was out hunting, you remember, and in my scouting51 up through the foothills, I ran on to an old mountaineer. I got so interested listening to his stories, that, before I realized it, it was sundown and when I reached home it was so late I was ashamed to go to the dance; but really I wanted to go.”
“Not very much, I’m afraid.”
“Now, please don’t. We are to be good friends, aren’t we?”
“I hope so, but you’d better not treat my invitations so lightly after this. There’s another dance to be given soon. Will you come?”
“Yes, I promise—”
“Don’t promise, just come,” she said lightly, then—“Say, tell me more about the old mountaineer. What does he look like?”
“He is tall and straight, with long hair and beard and the kindest of eyes and voice—you would like him I know. He lives in the cosiest52 little cabin in a pretty dell; you ought to see it.”
“I’m interested; take me there—oh!—pardon me—I—”
“No pardon needed. I’ll be delighted to do it.”
“When can we go?”
“Any time you say. Do you like to shoot?{64}”
“I’ve never tried it. Will you teach me how?”
“It’s fun to teach you. Say, I’ll tell you.”
“What?”
“Let’s go on a chicken hunt and visit the old mountaineer together?”
“Fine! I’ll do it; but I must be going now or Uncle will worry about me. Good-by.”
“Good-by,” he responded, as she turned Eagle’s head toward the trail. The little horse leaped up the bank at her touch. With a wave of her hand she disappeared among the willows.
The boys at the ranch missed their usual trout supper that night and they joked Fred about failing to do his duty. He took their flings good-naturedly; but he never let out a word to tell what became of the best string of fish he ever caught.
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windings
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