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作者:幽雨      更新:2021-02-19 18:03      字数:9322
  me eat dinner。〃
  But Lin had hot water and cold water and salt; and was an hour upon
  his knees bathing the hot feet。 And then Billy could not eat dinner!
  There was a doctor in Golden; but in spite of his light prescription and
  most reasonable observations; Mr。 McLean passed a foolish night of vigil;
  while Billy slept; quite well at first; and; as the hours passed; better and
  better。 In the morning he was entirely brisk; though stiff。
  〃I   couldn't   work   quick   to…day;〃   he   said。   〃But   I   guess   one   day   won't
  lose me my trade。〃
  〃How d' yu' mean?〃 asked Lin。
  〃Why;   I've   got   regulars;   you   know。   Sidney   Ellis   an'   Pete   Goode   has
  theirs; an' we don't cut each other。 I've got Mr。 Daniels an' Mr。 Fisher an'
  lots; an' if you lived in Denver I'd shine your boots every day for nothing。 I
  wished you lived in Denver。〃
  〃Shine my boots? Yu'll never! And yu' don't black Daniels or Fisher; or
  any of the outfit。〃
  〃Why; I'm doing first…rate;〃 said Billy; surprised at the swearing into
  which   Mr。   McLean   now   burst。   〃An'   I   ain't   big   enough   to   get   to   make
  money at any other job。〃
  〃I   want   to  see   that  engine…man;〃      muttered    Lin。   〃I  don't  like  your
  smokin' friend。〃
  〃Pete Goode? Why; he's awful smart。 Don't you think he's smart?〃
  〃Smart's nothin';〃 observed Mr。 McLean。
  〃Pete has learned me and Sidney a lot;〃 pursued Billy; engagingly。
  〃I'll bet he has!〃 growled the cow…puncher; and again Billy was taken
  aback at his language。
  It was not so simple; this case。 To the perturbed mind of Mr。 McLean it
  grew   less   simple   during   that   day   at   Golden;   while   Billy   recovered;   and
  talked; and ate his innocent meals。 The cow…puncher was far too wise to
  think for a single moment of restoring the runaway to his debauched and
  shiftless parents。 Possessed of some imagination; he went through a scene
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  in which he appeared at the Lusk threshold with Billy and forgiveness; and
  intruded upon a conjugal assault and battery。 〃Shucks!〃 said he。 〃The kid
  would be off again inside a week。 And I don't want him there; anyway。〃
  Denver; upon the following day; saw the little bootblack again at his
  corner; with his trade not lost; but near him stood a tall; singular man; with
  hazel eyes and a sulky expression。 And citizens during that week noticed;
  as   a   new   sight   in   the   streets;   the   tall   man   and   the   little   boy   walking
  together。 Sometimes they would be in shops。 The boy seemed as happy as
  possible;   talking   constantly;   while   the   man   seldom   said   a   word;   and   his
  face was serious。
  Upon New…year's Eve Governor Barker was overtaken by Mr。 McLean
  riding a horse up Hill Street; Cheyenne。
  〃Hello!〃 said Barker; staring humorously through his glasses。 〃Have a
  good drunk?〃
  〃Changed my mind;〃 said Lin; grinning。 〃Proves I've got one。 Struck
  Christmas all right; though。〃
  〃Who's your friend?〃 inquired his Excellency。
  〃This is Mister Billy Lusk。 Him and me have agreed that towns ain't
  nice to live in。 If Judge Henry's foreman and his wife won't board him at
  Sunk Creekwhy; I'll fix it somehow。〃
  The cow…puncher and his Responsibility rode on together toward the
  open plain。
  〃Sufferin Moses!〃 remarked his Excellency。
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  SEPAR'S VIGILANTE
  We   had   fallen   half   asleep;   my   pony   and   I;   as   we   went   jogging   and
  jogging through the long sunny afternoon。 Our hills of yesterday were a
  pale…blue     coast   sunk   almost    away   behind    us;  and   ahead    our  goal   lay
  shining; a little island of houses in this quiet mid…ocean of sage…brush。 For
  two hours it had looked as clear and near as now; rising into sight across
  the    huge   dead    calm   and    sinking   while    we   travelled   our   undulating;
  imperceptible miles。 The train had come and gone invisibly; except for its
  slow   pillar   of   smoke   I   had   watched   move   westward   against   Wyoming's
  stainless sky。 Though I was still far off; the water…tank and other buildings
  stood out plain and complete to my eyes; like children's blocks arranged
  and forgotten on the floor。 So I rode along; hypnotized by the sameness of
  the    lazy;  splendid   plain;   and   almost   unaware     of  the  distant   rider;  till;
  suddenly; he was close and hailing me。
  〃They've caved!〃 he shouted。
  〃Who?〃 I cried; thus awakened。
  〃Ah; the fool company;〃 said he; quieting his voice as he drew near。
  〃They've shed their haughtiness;〃 he added; confidingly; as if I must know
  all about it。
  〃Where did they learn that wisdom?〃 I asked; not knowing in the least。
  〃Experience;〃 he called over his shoulder (for already we had met and
  passed); 〃nothing like experience for sweating the fat off the brain。〃
  He   yelled   me   a   brotherly   good…bye;   and   I   am   sorry   never   to   have
  known more of him; for I incline to value any stranger so joyous。 But now
  I waked the pony and trotted briskly; surmising as to the company and its
  haughtiness。 I had been viewing my destination across the sagebrush for
  so spun…out a time that (as constantly in Wyoming journeys) the emotion
  of    arrival   had   evaporated      long   before    the   event;   and   I   welcomed
  employment for my otherwise high…and…dry mind。 Probably he meant the
  railroad   company;   certainly   something   large        had   happened。     Even   as   I
  dismounted at the platform another hilarious cow…puncher came out of the
  station; and; at once remarking; 〃They're going to leave us alone;〃 sprang
  on his horse and galloped to the corrals down the line; where some cattle
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  were being loaded into a train。 I went inside for my mail; and here were
  four   more   cow…punchers   playing   with   the   agent。   They   had   got   a   letter
  away from  him;  and   he   wore   his daily  look   of   anxiety  to   appreciate   the
  jests of these rollicking people。 〃Read it!〃 they said to me; and I did read
  the private document; and learned that the railroad was going to waive its
  right   to   enforce   law   and   order   here;   and   would      trust   to  Separ's   good
  feeling。   〃Nothing   more;〃   the   letter   ran;   〃will   be   done   about   the   initial
  outrage   or   the   subsequent   vandalisms。   We   shall   pass   over   our   wasted
  outlay in the hope that a policy of friendship will prove our genuine desire
  to benefit that section。
  〃'Initial outrage;'〃 quoted one of the agent' large playmates。 〃Ain't they
  furgivin'?〃
  〃Well;〃 said I; 〃you would have some name for it yourself if you sent a
  deputy sheriff to look after your rights; and he came back tied to the cow…
  catcher!〃
  The man smiled luxuriously over this memory。
  〃We didn't hurt him none。 Just returned him to his home。 Hear about
  the label Honey Wiggin pinned on to him? 'Send us along one dozen as
  per   sample。'   Honey's   quaint! Yes;〃   he   drawled   judicially;   〃I'd   be   mad   at
  that。 But if you're making peace with a man because it's convenient why;
  your words must be pleasanter than if you really felt pleasant。〃 He   took
  the   paper   from   me;   and   read;   sardonically:   〃'Subsequent   vandalisms   。。。
  wasted outlay。'   I suppose they run   this station  from charity  to the  cattle。
  Saves      the  poor    things   walking     so  far   to  the  other   railroad    'Policy   of
  friendship   。。。   genuine   desire'oh   mouth…wash!〃   And;   shaking   his   bold;
  clever   head;   he   daintily   flattened   the   letter   upon   the   head   of   the   agent。
  〃Tubercle;〃 said he (this was their name for the agent; who had told all of
  us about his lungs); 〃it ain't your fault we saw their fine letter。 They just
  intended you should give it out how they wouldn't bother us any more; and
  then we'd act square。 The boys'll sit up late over this joke。〃
  Then they tramped to their horses and rode away。 The spokesman had
  hit   the   vital  point   unerringly;     for  cow…punchers   are       shrewdly   alive     to
  frankness; and it often draws out the best that is in them; but its opposite
  affects them unfavorably; and I; needing sleep; sighed to think of their late
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  sitting    up   ove