“There’s a hot time going on already. Look down there!” said Wild Bill, who was ahead and had halted on the crest4 of a steep descent.
He pointed5 to the valley, where all who were up to him could now see that a terrible Indian fight was going on.
“Good!” cried Buffalo Bill. “It’s dog eat dog. We’ll let them fight it out, and then we’ll settle with the winners.”
“But the girls? Where are they?” asked Mainwaring anxiously.
“Hidden away, most likely, while the fight is going on. They are not there, so far as I can see.”
He had been looking over the scene through his field glasses.
“If we had any men we could spare or risk I’d like to take a hand in that fight,” the border king remarked, after a few moments. “Those are Snakes who are fighting the Utes, and they’re getting the worst of it, too—but that’s not our lookout6. The Utes have got the girls—that we know quite well—and they have most likely hidden them up here in the hills somewhere under guard.”
“Let us look for them!” said Mainwaring eagerly.
“Not till we see how the fight ends; then we can be ready to play our own hand,” replied Buffalo Bill quietly.
“Look back, pard, and tell me what that means!” exclaimed Wild Bill, whose eyes, ever wandering about, had caught sight of several columns of smoke rising away to the north.
“It’s a conundrum7 to me,” said the king of the scouts8. “It may be Indians signaling or smoke made by those white ruffians, the Death Riders. Their chief hangout, Nick’s Cavern9, is over in that direction!”
He turned again to watch the fight going on below.
“Those Snakes fight well, but they’ll be clean whipped,” he said, after a while. “The Utes are too many for them and they’re fighting better. There’ll be a big feast for the crows and the coyotes.”
“Hello! Look up there! Ho, they’re gone!” suddenly cried Mainwaring, pointing to a cliff far over to the right of the party, fully11 two miles away.
“What’s gone? Your senses?” asked Buffalo Bill, noticing how wildly the young rancher gazed at the place where he himself could see nothing but bleak12, bare rock.
“No, no—the girls! I saw them plainly over there on that rock; and it seemed as if a party of men was hurrying on with them!” said Mainwaring.
“I think you must have been mistaken, or some one else would have seen them, too,” replied Buffalo Bill. “They could hardly have got out of sight so soon,[164] either, for you see there is neither tree nor bush on that rock.”
“I certainly did see them, and they disappeared so quickly that it looked as if they had sunk right down into the earth.”
“I’ve had just such visions,” said the border king, smiling. “And it was when I was in love, too.”
“It was no vision; it was real,” persisted Mainwaring.
“Well, after the fight is over down there we’ll see what we can find in the way of tracks up there,” said the king of the scouts.
“Here’s some news coming for us now! Here are the men we sent to meet the soldiers coming back!”
He spoke14 truly. The two scouts who had communicated with Steve Hathaway and the troops were hurrying toward him, having sent up smoke signals to hasten the soldiers forward.
Their report decided15 Buffalo Bill to remain where he was until the cavalry16 got up, but to satisfy Mainwaring he suggested that the latter should take a couple of fresh men and go over to the cliff to see whether he could find any tracks where he said he had seen the two girls.
Norfolk Ben, however, volunteered to go, and Mainwaring said he would take him and let the scouts remain.
As Buffalo Bill had no belief that there was really any one where Mainwaring said he had seen people he made no objection to this arrangement. He did not know that the young rancher was really rushing into deadly danger, or he would not have let him go out of his sight.
But his attention was soon drawn17 away from the fighting Indians and everything else by the sight of the carbines and sabers of cavalrymen glittering in the pass to the north, and he rode up to greet Captain Meinhold and Lieutenant18 Lawson, and to take Steve Hathaway by the hand and tell him that he had done nobly and well.
“I did my level best, mate,” replied Steve. “I had my life to pay for. Now that I’ve done it, I suppose I’ll be no more use to you.”
“Yes, Steve, you will. I’ll enroll19 you in my band of scouts of the Department of the Platte, if you wish, and you can ride and fight alongside of me if it suits you. If it doesn’t, I’ll do anything else I can to help you. All you’ve got to do is to say what you want, and you shall have it if I can get it for you.”
“Thank you, Bill. I know I’m not deserving of much in the way of kindness after the life I’ve led, but I’ll try to turn over a new leaf, and we’ll see how things work out as we go along. Has there been much of a fight down there?”
“I reckon there has, and it isn’t over yet. If they keep on for a while longer there won’t be much more of them left than there was of the Kilkenny cats after their scrap20.”
“What are they?”
“Snakes and Utes. They’re both just crazy to fight each other, and always were since I’ve known anything about them. Captain Meinhold, you had better let your command rest and feed till it’s over down there, and then we can sail in and finish the job. I see the Utes are getting the upper hand, and it’s them I want to settle with. We’ve traced the two captives we want to rescue to their trail, and they’ll have to give them up or go under.”
The captain was only too glad to take the chance to rest his men and horses, and the necessary orders were at once given, while he and his lieutenant, through[166] their field glasses, watched the fight which was still going on down below.
The Snakes were fast becoming disheartened, for their foes21 were not only nearly double their number, but better armed and better disciplined. The Utes fought as if they were directed with better generalship than the red man usually has to give.
As a matter of fact, Bear Killer22 had a great deal of military skill, and he was excelling himself now, for he was fighting under the eyes of the white girl whose love and admiration23 he wanted to win.
As the Snake braves fell or tried to retreat out of the battle the Utes redoubled their efforts, until in a short time the fight seemed to the gallant24 officers who were looking on little better than a massacre25.
“It really seems to me that it would be a mercy for us to interfere26 now,” said Captain Meinhold, turning to Buffalo Bill and Wild Bill, who were watching the battle, like himself.
“A mercy to the Snakes, but not to ourselves, captain,” replied Buffalo Bill. “The Utes are very strong yet. Every one who falls strengthens us, and the Snakes, knowing they need expect no quarter, will account for a good many more of them yet before they all go under.”
“Yes; and the Utes are so hot now that they wouldn’t stop if they could, and they couldn’t if they would. They are like tigers who have tasted blood,” said Wild Bill. “They’d pitch into us in a minute unless they had a little time to cool off.”
“Well, we’ll have our horses ready,” said the captain. “One thing is quite certain—it can’t last much longer.”
He was right. The Snakes were almost all slain27, and the few remaining ones were completely disheartened. They only kept up their resistance so that they might die with weapons in their hands.
“That warrior’s a great fighter!” exclaimed Buffalo Bill, as he saw a Snake Indian, evidently a chief, dismounted and fighting hand to hand with five or six of the enemy—only falling when struck from behind with a tomahawk after he had slain three of his foes.
It was the last of the leader of the Snakes, and soon after he fell the sole survivor28 of the Snake braves drove his own knife home to his heart rather than let a Ute do it.
Then the fierce yells of victory rose louder than ever from the throats of the victorious29 Utes.
But suddenly these were hushed.
For Bear Killer and his warriors—his brother had been slain in the battle—saw the troops drawn up in line on the hill, their arms and accouterments glittering in the noonday sun, and the scouts, under Buffalo Bill, on their flank.
It looked as if another battle was going to be fought, with fresh and well-armed soldiers against braves who were tired with a long and bloody30 fight, and most of them wounded in addition.
“Now’s the time to wipe them out, captain!” cried Wild Bill, eager to dash forward.
“I’d like to see whether we can’t get them to give up the girls without a fight first,” said Buffalo Bill. “If they saw that there was no chance they would be sure to kill them.”
“My orders are to save the captives, if I can,” said the captain. “That is the first consideration.”
“Certainly—try it first, by all means.”
Wild Bill and some of the other men looked disappointed at this decision, for their hearts had been set on a fight, and they thought they had the Indians at their mercy.
But when they saw Buffalo Bill borrow a spear from one of the Pawnee “friendlies” in his band of scouts and tie a white handkerchief on the end of it they realized that the matter was going to be settled by talking instead of by fighting, if it was possible.
The arrangements were soon made. Buffalo Bill, with the truce32 flag, dashed boldly down the hill, followed more slowly by Captain Meinhold and Wild Bill, the lieutenant holding the company ready to charge if a sign of treachery on the part of the Indians demanded it.
The Utes, at first astounded33 at this unexpected demonstration34 in their rear, were now seen to gather for consultation35, and when Buffalo Bill was well down the hill toward them three of them were seen to ride out from the rest.
The first was Bear Killer himself, and a little to his rear, on his right and left, rode two Ute braves.
The one on his right carried a rather dirty-looking white flag.
Buffalo Bill planted the spear with his flag on it in the earth, and sat motionless on his horse close by, until the Ute brave, leaving his chief behind, dashed forward and planted their flag by the first.
Then, seeing that Buffalo Bill neither dismounted nor put down his weapons, the Ute chief rode forward armed and bloodstained from the recent battle.
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scouts
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cavern
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growled
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spoke
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killer
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