Concho was so impatient to reach the camp and deliver his good news to his companions that more than once the stranger was obliged to command him to slacken his pace. “Is it not enough, you infernal Greaser, that you lame1 your own mule2, but you must try your hand on mine? Or am I to put Jinny down among the expenses?” he added with a grin and a slight lifting of his baleful eyelid3.
When they had ridden a mile along the ridge4, they began to descend5 again toward the valley. Vegetation now sparingly bordered the trail, clumps6 of chemisal, an occasional manzanita bush, and one or two dwarfed7 “buckeyes” rooted their way between the interstices of the black-gray rock. Now and then, in crossing some dry gully, worn by the overflow8 of winter torrents9 from above, the grayish rock gloom was relieved by dull red and brown masses of color, and almost every overhanging rock bore the mark of a miner's pick. Presently, as they rounded the curving flank of the mountain, from a rocky bench below them, a thin ghost-like stream of smoke seemed to be steadily10 drawn11 by invisible hands into the invisible ether. “It is the camp,” said Concho, gleefully; “I will myself forward to prepare them for the stranger,” and before his companion could detain him, he had disappeared at a sharp canter around the curve of the trail.
Left to himself, the stranger took a more leisurely12 pace, which left him ample time for reflection. Scamp as he was, there was something in the simple credulity of poor Concho that made him uneasy. Not that his moral consciousness was touched, but he feared that Concho's companions might, knowing Concho's simplicity13, instantly suspect him of trading upon it. He rode on in a deep study. Was he reviewing his past life? A vagabond by birth and education, a swindler by profession, an outcast by reputation, without absolutely turning his back upon respectability, he had trembled on the perilous14 edge of criminality ever since his boyhood. He did not scruple15 to cheat these Mexicans,—they were a degraded race,—and for a moment he felt almost an accredited16 agent of progress and civilization. We never really understand the meaning of enlightenment until we begin to use it aggressively.
A few paces further on four figures appeared in the now gathering17 darkness of the trail. The stranger quickly recognized the beaming smile of Concho, foremost of the party. A quick glance at the faces of the others satisfied him that while they lacked Concho's good humor, they certainly did not surpass him in intellect. “Pedro” was a stout18 vaquero. “Manuel” was a slim half-breed and ex-convert of the Mission of San Carmel, and “Miguel” a recent butcher of Monterey. Under the benign19 influences of Concho that suspicion with which the ignorant regard strangers died away, and the whole party escorted the stranger—who had given his name as Mr. Joseph Wiles20—to their camp-fire. So anxious were they to begin their experiments that even the instincts of hospitality were forgotten, and it was not until Mr. Wiles—now known as “Don Jose”—sharply reminded them that he wanted some “grub,” that they came to their senses. When the frugal21 meal of tortillas, frijoles, salt pork, and chocolate was over, an oven was built of the dark-red rock brought from the ledge22 before them, and an earthenware23 jar, glazed24 by some peculiar25 local process, tightly fitted over it, and packed with clay and sods. A fire was speedily built of pine boughs26 continually brought from a wooded ravine below, and in a few moments the furnace was in full blast. Mr. Wiles did not participate in these active preparations, except to give occasional directions between his teeth, which were contemplatively fixed27 over a clay pipe as he lay comfortably on his back on the ground. Whatever enjoyment28 the rascal29 may have had in their useless labors30 he did not show it, but it was observed that his left eye often followed the broad figure of the ex-vaquero, Pedro, and often dwelt on that worthy's beetling31 brows and half-savage face. Meeting that baleful glance once, Pedro growled32 out an oath, but could not resist a hideous33 fascination34 that caused him again and again to seek it.
The scene was weird35 enough without Wiles's eye to add to its wild picturesqueness36. The mountain towered above,—a heavy Rembrandtish mass of black shadow,—sharply cut here and there against a sky so inconceivably remote that the world-sick soul must have despaired of ever reaching so far, or of climbing its steel-blue walls. The stars were large, keen, and brilliant, but cold and steadfast37. They did not dance nor twinkle in their adamantine setting. The furnace fire painted the faces of the men an Indian red, glanced on brightly colored blanket and serape, but was eventually caught and absorbed in the waiting shadows of the black mountain, scarcely twenty feet from the furnace door. The low, half-sung, half-whispered foreign speech of the group, the roaring of the furnace, and the quick, sharp yelp39 of a coyote on the plain below were the only sounds that broke the awful silence of the hills.
It was almost dawn when it was announced that the ore had fused. And it was high time, for the pot was slowly sinking into the fast-crumbling oven. Concho uttered a jubilant “God and Liberty,” but Don Jose Wiles bade him be silent and bring stakes to support the pot. Then Don Jose bent40 over the seething41 mass. It was for a moment only. But in that moment this accomplished42 metallurgist, Mr. Joseph Wiles, had quietly dropped a silver half dollar into the pot!
Then he charged them to keep up the fires and went to sleep—all but one eye.
Dawn came with dull beacon43 fires on the near hill tops, and, far in the East, roses over the Sierran snow. Birds twittering in the alder44 fringes a mile below, and the creaking of wagon45 wheels,—the wagon itself a mere46 cloud of dust in the distant road,—were heard distinctly. Then the melting pot was solemnly broken by Don Jose, and the glowing incandescent47 mass turned into the road to cool.
And then the metallurgist chipped a small fragment from the mass and pounded it, and chipped another smaller piece and pounded that, and then subjected it to acid, and then treated it to a salt bath which became at once milky,—and at last produced a white something,—mirabile dictu!—two cents' worth of silver!
Concho shouted with joy; the rest gazed at each other doubtingly and distrustfully; companions in poverty, they began to diverge48 and suspect each other in prosperity. Wiles's left eye glanced ironically from the one to the other.
“Here is the hundred dollars, Don Jose,” said Pedro, handing the gold to Wiles with a decidedly brusque intimation that the services and presence of a stranger were no longer required.
Wiles took the money with a gracious smile and a wink38 that sent Pedro's heart into his boots, and was turning away, when a cry from Manuel stopped him. “The pot,—the pot,—it has leaked! look! behold49! see!”
He had been cleaning away the crumbled50 fragments of the furnace to get ready for breakfast, and had disclosed a shining pool of QUICKSILVER!
Wiles started, cast a rapid glance around the group, saw in a flash that the metal was unknown to them,—and then said quietly:
“It is not silver.”
“Pardon, Senor, it is, and still molten.” Wiles stooped and ran his fingers through the shining metal.
“Mother of God,—what is it then?—magic?”
“No, only base metal.” But here, Concho, emboldened51 by Wiles's experiment, attempted to seize a handful of the glistening52 mass, that instantly broke through his fingers in a thousand tiny spherules, and even sent a few globules up his shirt sleeves, until he danced around in mingled53 fear and childish pleasure.
Wiles's right eye and bland55 face were turned toward the speaker, but his malevolent56 left was glancing at the dull red-brown rock on the hill side.
Manuel, Miguel, and Pedro, left to themselves, began talking earnestly together, while Concho, now mindful of his crippled mule, made his way back to the trail where he had left her. But she was no longer there. Constant to her master through beatings and bullyings, she could not stand incivility and inattention. There are certain qualities of the sex that belong to all animated58 nature.
Inconsolable, footsore, and remorseful59, Concho returned to the camp and furnace, three miles across the rocky ridge. But what was his astonishment60 on arriving to find the place deserted61 of man, mule, and camp equipage. Concho called aloud. Only the echoing rocks grimly answered him. Was it a trick? Concho tried to laugh. Ah—yes—a good one,—a joke,—no—no—they HAD deserted him. And then poor Concho bowed his head to the ground, and falling on his face, cried as if his honest heart would break.
The tempest passed in a moment; it was not Concho's nature to suffer long nor brood over an injury. As he raised his head again his eye caught the shimmer62 of the quicksilver,—that pool of merry antic metal that had so delighted him an hour before. In a few moments Concho was again disporting63 with it; chasing it here and there, rolling it in his palms and laughing with boy-like glee at its elusive64 freaks and fancies. “Ah, sprightly65 one,—skipjack,—there thou goest,—come here. This way,—now I have thee, little one,—come, muchacha,—come and kiss me,” until he had quite forgotten the defection of his companions. And even when he shouldered his sorry pack, he was fain to carry his playmate away with him in his empty leathern flask66.
And yet I fancy the sun looked kindly67 on him as he strode cheerily down the black mountain side, and his step was none the less free nor light that he carried with him neither the brilliant prospects68 nor the crime of his late comrades.
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