"Hum! This sounds like a good business proposition, if you mean it," accepted Harry2, scratching his nose.
"Do you mean it, Dad?" cried Terry, overjoyed. "Supposing we find your mine. Do we get half of that?"
"That's part yours, anyway. But I don't think you'll find it unoccupied. Doubt if you find it at all. You'll likely meet up with some of the Russell brothers out there, though. You might ask Green Russell or Oliver or the doctor if they have any recollection of my being along with 'em, one of their Fifty-eighters, by name of Jones, and if they remember where I got the dust. Yes, I mean it: you and Harry'll need supplies, and you ought to have a little cash in hand besides."
"But we can go to digging gold, the first day we get there, can't we?" argued Terry.
"You might be a bit awkward and break a pick or shovel3, and want a new one," remarked his father, drily.
Anyway, the $100 was not to be sneezed at. To be sure, Harry, with Terry assisting, had proceeded right ahead making ready. He was a wonder, was Harry. He had brought the two wagon4-wheels from the mud-hole, and (Terry helping) had constructed a two-wheeled cart: had fitted a shallow body on the axle-tree and attached a pair of long heavy shafts5. Jenny was to haul in the shafts, and the chains of Duke were to be run back to stout6 eye-bolts.
"You see," reasoned Harry, "some days when Jenny is tired and wishes to stop, Duke will be pulling the cart and she'll have to come along whether or no."
Jenny's collar and Duke's wooden bow and single yoke7 (manufactured to suit the case, from cast-off materials) were rough and ready, but no worse than the rest of the harness. However, on the whole Harry was rather proud of his work, and Terry was rather proud of Harry. Just now they were engaged in stretching a canvas hood8 over the cart.
As for Jenny, the yellow mule9, and Duke, the half-buffalo10—their days, of late, had been exciting ones. While they were being trained to haul tandem11 the ranch12 yard had resembled a circus-ring, much to the alarm of Terry's mother, and to the entertainment of Terry's father and the Stantons.
George and Virgie (who was his little sister) came up, whenever they could, to watch the preparation; and Mr. Stanton was considerably13 interested, himself. But George was more than interested; he was roundly sceptical—also, as anybody might see, envious14.
"Aw, you don't think you're ever going to get there with that contraption, do you?" he challenged. "A rickety old cart, and an old mule and a half-buffalo! You'll bust15 down."
"I'd rather bust down than bust up," retorted Terry.
"It'll take you a year. Look at how your wheels wobble." And George added, somewhat oddly: "Wish I was going."
"If it'll take us a year, you might as well wait and come on with your own folks later," reminded Harry. "You'll probably travel in style, and pass us."
"That's right," hopefully answered George. "We'll pass you during the summer. You see if we don't."
"Said the hare to the tortoise," gibed16 Harry. "Terry and Jenny and Duke and I may be slow, but we're powerful sure—if our wheels keep turning."
He picked up a tar17-pot and a stick, and stepped to the cart, on which the hood at last had been stretched.
"What you going to do now?"
"Don't hurry me," drawled Harry. "This isn't a hurry outfit18." On the canvas he drew a letter. "What's that, Virgie?"
"'P'!"
"Right. And what's this?"
"'I'!"
"You're a smart girl—a smarter girl than your brother," praised Harry. "Next?"
"'K'!"
"Next?"
"'E'!"
"Next?"
"A—comma!" declared Virgie.
"Oh, pshaw!" deplored19 Harry. "You go to the foot." And he finished the word: "PIKE'S." He stepped back to admire the result.
"Pike's Peak or Bust! That's what you ought to put on," yelped20 George. "Pike's Peak or Bust! There was a wagon went down the valley yesterday with that on it. And it had four wheels instead of two."
"'Pike's Peak and No Bust,' is our motto," corrected Harry. He daubed rapidly, until the words stood: "PIKE'S PEAK LIMITED."
"I guess you're 'limited,'" sniggered George. "Anyway," he confessed, loyally, "wish I was going with you. I'll trade you my pistol for a share in your mine if you find one."
"That old pistol with a wooden hammer?" scoffed21 Terry. "You come on out and we'll give you a whole mine, maybe, if we have more than we can work!"
"I'll cook for you," piped Virgie.
"All right, Virgie," quoth Harry. "George can shoot buffalo with his pistol, and you can cook all he gets! You be ready tomorrow early, and we'll take you aboard on our way down."
"Sure thing," asserted Terry. "Stop at Manhattan, is all, to get supplies. Then we hit the trail for the land of gold."
The painting of "PIKE'S PEAK LIMITED" had indeed been the final touch. The start was set for the next morning immediately after breakfast. That evening in the cabin they all tried to be merry and hopeful, but Terry went to bed in the loft23, where he and Harry slept, with a lump in his throat after his mother's goodnight hug and kiss; and although he dreamed exciting dreams of a marvelously quick trip and a row of mountains blotched with precious yellow, he awakened24 to the same curious lump.
But Harry hustled25 about briskly, before breakfast, to feed and water Jenny and Duke. Harry was always the first out.
"Gold, gold, gold, gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold,"
he declaimed. "Eh, Jenny? Or should I say:
"Jenny, Jenny! All pure gold!
Bright and yellow and hard to hold!"
So Terry aided by carrying the stuff out, to be stowed in the cart. After breakfast there was no delay. Presently Jenny and Duke stood harnessed tandem, and rather wondering at the decisive manner with which they were handled. They little knew that six hundred miles lay before them.
"All aboard for Pike's Peak!" announced Harry. "You're to walk behind, Terry, for a piece, and pick up the wheels if they drop off. I'll encourage Duke and Jenny not to look back. Good-bye, folks."
"Good-bye, Mother. Good-bye, Father," repeated Terry. "Come on, Shep. You're going. Of course!"
Shep gamboled and barked. He was going and he did not care where, if only he went.
"We'll follow, in a month or two—as soon as we sell the place," called Father Richards. "We and the Stantons, too, I guess. Get posted on the country, and be careful. Good luck. Look up the Russells."
"Yes, be very careful," enjoined26 Mother Richards. "Don't get lost, and don't sleep in wet clothes, and don't fail to send word back often, and, Terry, don't disobey Harry, and, Harry, don't you try to perform all the work, and, both of you, don't have any disputes or quarrel with anybody, and don't omit to eat hearty27 meals——"
"Oh, Mother Richards!" laughed Harry. "This is a Do concern, not a Don't. But we'll remember. You'll find us ready to trade you our gold dust for a pan of good corn-bread. Good-bye. Gee-up, Duke! Step ahead, Jenny! Whoop-ee! G'lang!"
"Whoop-ee!" cheered Terry, stanchly, as now he trudged28 in the wake of the creaking, lurching cart. "Hooray for the Pike's Peak Limited to the gold mines!"
They were on their way; they were real gold-seekers, bound for the Pike's Peak country. In his cow-hide boots and red flannel29 shirt and slouch hat, Terry felt that no one should make fun of their rough-and-ready outfit. A half-buffalo, and a yellow mule, and a two-wheeled cart with a regular prairie-schooner hood, and a tar-pot hanging to the axle, indicated serious purpose.
Black Shep loped happily from side to side, hunting through the weeds. At the "near" or left of Jenny strode Harry, with a slight limp, a willow30 pole in his hand to serve for occasionally touching31 up Duke. Harry also wore cow-hide boots, trousers tucked in, and a battered32 slouch hat, but a gray shirt instead of blue or red. However, a red 'kerchief for a tie gave him a natty33 appearance.
"Duke! Hi! Step along!" he urged. And—"Not so fast, Jenny!" he cautioned. Duke pulled steadily34, keeping the chains fairly tight; Jenny, her ears wobbling, but now and then laid back in protest at one thing or another, slothfully dragged her long legs. Together they easily twitched35 the lightly laden36 cart over the rutted road.
George and Virgie were waiting in front of the Stanton ranch, to see the gold-seekers pass. Mrs. Stanton waved from the ranch-house door, and Mr. Stanton from the potato field.
"Where are your guns?" demanded George, first crack, much as if he had expected to see them heavily armed on this peaceful trail down to Manhattan.
"Got a shot-gun in the cart," answered Terry.
"How'll you fight Injuns, then? Where are your mining tools—picks and spades and things?"
"Get 'em later."
"Coming, Virgie?" hailed Harry.
Her finger in her mouth, Virgie shook her head in its pink sunbonnet.
"I can't. My mother needs me."
"All right. Sorry. We need a cook. Duke! What are you stopping for? Gwan! Hump along, Jenny!" And to creak of top and jangle of fry-pan and tin plates and cups, and water bucket clashing with tar pot, the Pike's Peak Limited pressed on.
"We'll see you later, though," promised George, gazing after wistfully. "Good-bye."
"Good-bye, George."
All down the valley people called and waved good-bye, for the word that the "Richards boys" were going to Pike's Peak had traveled ahead. And many a joke was leveled at Duke and Jenny and the two-wheeled cart bearing its Pike's Peak sign. But who cared? Everybody seemed bent37 upon following as soon as possible; and as Harry remarked: "We're doing instead of talking!"
Manhattan town was a day and a half, at walking gait.
"No ranch house for us tonight," quoth Harry. "We'll start right in making our own camp. And we'll have to start in with a system, too. First we'll noon, for an hour, to rest the animals—not to mention ourselves. My feet are about one hundred and ten degrees hot, already. And we'll make camp every evening at six o'clock. If we don't travel by system we'll wear out. There's nothing like regularity38."
So they nooned beside a creek39; had lunch and let Duke and Jenny drink and graze. That evening, promptly40, they camped, near water. Harry had elected to do the cooking and dish-washing, Terry was to forage41 for fuel and tend to the animals.
Jenny was staked out for fear that she would take the notion to amble42 back to the ranch. Duke, who appeared to think much more of her than she did of him, could be depended upon to stay wherever she stayed. Harry boiled coffee, and fried bacon, and there was the batch43 of bread that Mother Richards had baked for the first stages of the journey.
When everything had been tidied up and the camp was ship-shape, in the dusk they "bedded down," each to his coverings. Whew, but it felt good to shed those hot boots! They also removed their trousers, and used them and their coats for pillows.
Harry sighed with luxury.
"First camp—twelve miles from home," he said.
"Wonder how many camps we'll make before we get there," proposed Terry.
"Some forty, I reckon," murmured Harry. "Six hundred miles at an average of fifteen miles a day—and there you are. But we have to make only one camp at a time."
"Hello!" cried a voice, through the dusk.
Shep growled44, where he was curled, but instantly flopped45 his tail, and with a quick look in the direction of the voice, Harry called, gladly:
"Hello yourself. Come in."
"Hello, Sol," welcomed Terry.
They sat up in their blankets. A horseman approached along the back trail, and halted. He was a lean, well-built man, with long hair and full beard, and sat erect46 upon a small but active horse. He wore a peaked, silver-bound sombrero or Mexican hat, a black velvet47 Mexican jacket half revealed under a gaily48 striped blanket over his shoulders, tight black velvet trousers slashed49 with a white strip, and on his heels jingling50 spurs. The saddle was enormous, and the bridle51 jingly52 and silver-mounted. But he was no Mexican; he was Sol Judy, the American horse-trader, who had been in California and on the plains, and was counted as almost the very first friend made by Terry and his mother when they had started in to "ranch it," a year ago, while waiting for Mr. Richards to come home. And a very good friend Sol Judy had remained.
"How's the Pike's Peak Limited by this time?" he queried53, with a smile, as he sat looking down. "On the way to the elephant, are you, and as snug54 as a bug55 in a rug?"
"'Light, 'light," bade Harry. "Have a cup of coffee, Sol. Wait till I put on my pants."
"No, no; thank you," declined Sol. "I've eaten and I'm going on through." It seemed as though Sol was always bound somewhere else. "I passed the ranch and stopped off a minute, and they told me you'd gone. So I knew I'd probably catch you. I'm on my way, myself."
"To the mines, Sol?"
"Yes, sir-ee. Just got back; been in Leavenworth a short spell, and am headed west again, for more of the elephant."
"What elephant?"
Sol laughed.
"The big show. 'Seeing the elephant,' they call it, now, when they set out for the Pike's Peak diggin's—because there are folks who don't believe there is any such critter."
"Did you see him, Sol?"
"What trail's the best?" queried Harry.
"I went out by the Santy Fee Trail and came back by the Platte government trail. But those are too long for you. I hear tell a lot of people are going to try the trail straight west, up the Smoky Hill. If I were you, though, I wouldn't tackle that. The water peters out. You'd do better to cut northwest from Riley or Junction57 City, over the divide between the Solomon and the Republican, and strike the Republican. Jones and Russell, the Leavenworth freighters, are going to put on a line of stages by that route, and they know what they're about. They've surveyed a route already, and I shouldn't wonder if you'd find some of their stakes. Anyway, the stages'll overtake you, and then you'll have their tracks and stations. On the divide you'll keep to the high ground and head the creeks58 and save a lot of trouble. Always travel high; that's my notion. The fellows that try to follow the brush river-bottoms are the ones who get stuck. You may have to make one or two dry marches, but you can keep your water cask full."
"What's doing out at the mines, Sol?"
"Doing? There were about two hundred people there when I left. They'd had a nice mild winter; only one cold snap at Christmas. They're all collected at Cherry Creek; they've started two towns opposite each other, near where the creek joins the Platte. The one on the west side the creek they've called Auraria; the one on the east side was St. Charles for a time, but now it's named Denver, after Governor Denver of Kansas Territory. Auraria's the bigger, to date. What it'll be in a month or two, can't tell. That's where they're all living, anyhow: in Auraria and Denver. S'pose you've read in the papers that last fall they held a meeting and set off the Pike's Peak country as 'Arapahoe County' of Kansas, elected a delegate to the Kansas legislature, and another to go to Washington and get the government to let 'em be organized as a new separate Territory. He hasn't done much, though. Congress won't listen to him. It's all too sudden. Proof of the elephant hadn't reached there yet."
"Are they digging lots of gold, Sol?" asked Terry, eagerly.
"You could put all the gold I saw in two hands," declared Sol. "It's mostly color, and flake59 gold washed from the creeks. They haven't got down to real mining, and some of the people who counted on an easy time at getting rich quick are plumb60 disgusted. What's been done since I left I can't say. But the gold's in the mountains, and it'll take work to dig it out."
"How far are the mountains from the towns? How far's Pike's Peak, Sol?" demanded Terry.
"The real mountains are about forty miles, I judge; and that Pike's Peak we're all hearing of is near a hundred. 'Cherry Creek' diggin's is a heap better name for the place than 'Pike's Peak.' Pike's Peak is away down south and there aren't any mines there, yet. Well, how's your outfit behaving? Does the mule pull with the buffalo?"
"First-rate," answered Harry. "They're used to each other."
"That's good. Usually a mule's got no love for a buffalo. You want to watch out when you get into the buffalo country or you'll have trouble, sure, with one or the other of your critters. And I'd advise you to peg61 along as fast as you can and keep ahead of the crowd or there won't be a piece of fuel left as large as a match, to cook with."
"Jiminy! That sounds like a rush," exclaimed Harry. "Then what the papers say is true—about twenty-five thousand people."
"Twenty-five thousand!" laughed Sol. "I've been at Leavenworth, and Kansas City too, and every steamer from the south is loaded to the stacks. You can't see the steamers for the people! Those two cities are regular camps—streets jammed, merchants selling tons of supplies, wagons62 and critters hardly to be bought for love or money, and the country around white with wagons and tents of folks making ready—waiting for a start. Same way up at Council Bluffs63, where the crossing is from Iowa into Nebraska to strike the Platte River Trail. In a month the Platte Trail will be so thick you can walk clear from the Missouri to the mountains on the tops of the prairie schooners64. So you do well to peg along early. The rush is begun." Sol reined65 up his horse, preparing to leave. "Good luck to you, boys. I'll see you at the mines."
"We've got one waiting for us, maybe, you know, Sol," reminded Terry. "And—"
"All right," answered Harry. "We'll see you in the land of the elephant, anyway. So long."
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| n.连接，接合；交叉点，接合处，枢纽站 | |
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| n.木栓，木钉；vt.用木钉钉，用短桩固定 | |
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| n.四轮的运货马车( wagon的名词复数 )；铁路货车；小手推车 | |
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| 恐吓( bluff的名词复数 )； 悬崖； 峭壁 | |
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| n.（有两个以上桅杆的）纵帆船( schooner的名词复数 ) | |
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| 勒缰绳使（马）停步( rein的过去式和过去分词 )； 驾驭； 严格控制； 加强管理 | |
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| （使马）飞奔，奔驰( gallop的过去式和过去分词 )； 快速做[说]某事 | |
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