第 23 节
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  ing us across country at a rate of ten miles an hour; scarcely a word being spoken; as we shook out kink after kink in our horses or reined them in to recover their wind。 Our objective point was a slight elevation on the plain; from which we expected to sight the trail if not the herds of Flood; Forrest; and The Rebel。 On reaching this gentle swell; we reined in and halted our horses; which were then fuming with healthy sweat。 Both creek and trail were clearly outlined before us; but with the heat…waves and mirages beyond; our view was naturally restricted。 Sponsilier felt confident that Forrest was north of the creek and beyond the trail; and again shaking out our horses; we silently put the intervening miles behind us。 Our mounts were all fresh and strong; and in crossing the creek we allowed them a few swallows of water before continuing our ride。 We halted again in crossing the trail; but it was so worn by recent use that it afforded no clue to guide us in our quest。 But from the next vantage…point which afforded us a view; a sea of cattle greeted our vision; all of which seemed under herd。 Wagon sheets were next sighted; and finally a horseman loomed up and signaled to us。 He proved to be one of Flood's men; and under his direction Forrest's camp and cattle were soon located。 The lad assured us that a pow…wow had been in session since daybreak; and we hurried away to add our numbers to its council。 When we sighted Forrest's wagon among some cottonwoods; a number of men were just mounting to ride away; and before we reached camp; they crossed the creek heading south。 A moment later; Forrest walked out; and greeting us; said:
  〃Hello; fellows。 Get down and let your horses blow and enjoy yourselves。 You're just a minute late to meet some very nice people。 Yes; we had the sheriff from Dodge and a posse of men for breakfast。 Nono particular trouble; except John Johns; the d fool; threw the loop of his rope over the neck of the sheriff's horse; and one of the party offered to unsling a carbine。 But about a dozen six…shooters clicked within hearing; and he acted on my advice and cut gun…plays out。 No trouble at all except a big medicine talk; and a heap of legal phrases that I don't sabe very clear。 Turn your horses loose; I tell you; for I'm going to kill a nice fat stray; and towards evening; when the other herds come up; we'll have a round…up of Don Lovell's outfits。 I'll make a little speech; and on account of the bloodless battle this morning; this stream will be rechristened Sheriff's Creek。〃
  CHAPTER X。 A FAMILY REUNION
  The hospitality of a trail wagon was aptly expressed in the invitation to enjoy ourselves。 Some one had exercised good judgment in selecting a camp; for every convenience was at hand; including running water and ample shade from a clump of cottonwoods。 Turning our steaming horses free; we threw ourselves; in complete abandonment and relaxation; down in the nearest shade。 Unmistakable hints were given our host of certain refreshments which would be acceptable; and in reply Forrest pointed to a bucket of creek water near the wagon wheel; and urged us not to be at all backward。
  Every one was well fortified with brown cigarette papers and smoking tobacco; and singly and in groups we were soon smoking like hired hands and reviewing the incidents of the morning。 Forrest's cook; a tall; red…headed fellow; in anticipation of the number of guests his wagon would entertain for the day; put on the little and the big pot。 As it only lacked an hour of noon on our arrival; the promised fresh beef would not be available in time for dinner; but we were not like guests who had to hurry homewe would be right there when supper was ready。
  The loss of a night's sleep on my outfit was a good excuse for an after…dinner siesta。 Untying our slickers; we strolled out of hearing of the camp; and for several hours obliterated time。 About three o'clock Bob Quirk aroused and informed us that he had ordered our horses; and that the signal of Sponsilier's cattle had been seen south on the trail。 Dave was impatient to intercept his herd and camp them well down the creek; at least below the regular crossing。 This would throw Bob's and my cattle still farther down the stream; and we were all determined to honor Forrest with our presence for supper and the evening hours。 Quince's wrangler rustled in the horses; and as we rejoined the camp the quarters of a beef hung low on a cottonwood; while a smudge beneath them warned away all insect life。 Leaving word that we would return during the evening; the eleventh…hour guests rode away in the rough; uneven order in which we had arrived。 Sponsilier and his men veered off to the south; Bob Quirk and his lads soon following; while the rest of us continued on down the creek。 My cattle were watering when we overtook them; occupying fully a mile of the stream; and nearly an hour's ride below the trail crossing。 It takes a long time to water a big herd thoroughly; and we repeatedly turned them back and forth across the creek; but finally allowed them to graze away with a broad; fan…like front。 As ours left the stream; Bob's cattle were coming in over a mile above; and in anticipation of a dry camp that night; Parent had been advised to fill his kegs and supply himself with wood。
  Detailing the third and fourth guard to wrangle the remuda; I sent Levering up the creek with my brother's horses and to recover our loaned saddle stock; even Bob Quirk was just thoughtless enough to construe a neighborly act into a horse trade。 About two miles out from the creek and an equal distance from the trail; I found the best bed…ground of the trip。 It sloped to the northwest; was covered with old dry grass; and would catch any vagrant breeze except an eastern one。 The wagon was ordered into camp; and the first and second guards were relieved just long enough to secure their night…horses。 Nearly all of these two watches had been with me during the day; and on the return of Levering with the horses; we borrowed a number of empty flour…sacks for beef; and cantered away; leaving behind only the cook and the first two guards。
  What an evening and night that was! As we passed up the creek; we sighted in the gathering twilight the camp…fires of Sponsilier and my brother; several miles apart and south of the stream。 When we reached Forrest's wagon the clans were gathering; The Rebel and his crowd being the last to come in from above。 Groups of saddle horses were tied among the trees; while around two fires were circles of men broiling beef over live coals。 The red…headed cook had anticipated forty guests outside of his own outfit; and was pouring coffee into tin cups and shying biscuit right and left on request。 The supper was a success; not on account of the spread or our superior table manners; but we graced the occasion with appetites which required the staples of life to satisfy。 Then we smoked; falling into groups when the yarning began。 All the fresh…beef stories of our lives; and they were legion; were told; no one group paying any attention to another。
  Every time I run afoul of fresh beef;〃 said The Rebel; as he settled back comfortably between the roots of a cottonwood; with his back to its trunk; 〃it reminds me of the time I was a prisoner among the Yankees。 It was the last year of the war; and I had got over my first desire to personally whip the whole North。 There were about five thousand of us held as prisoners of war for eleven months on a peninsula in the Chesapeake Bay。 The fighting spirit of the soldier was broken in the majority of us; especially among the older men and those who had families。 But we youngsters accepted the fortunes of war and were glad that we were alive; even if we were prisoners。 In my mess in prison there were fifteen; all having been captured at the same time; and many of us comrades of three years' standing。
  〃I remember the day we were taken off the train and marched through the town for the prison; a Yankee band in our front playing national airs and favorites of their army; and the people along the route jeering us and asking how we liked the music。 Our mess held together during the march; and some of the boys answered them back as well as they could。 Once inside the prison stockade; we went into quarters and our mess still held together。 Before we had been there long; one day there was a call among the prisoners for volunteers to form a roustabout crew。 Well; I enlisted as a roustabout。 We had to report to an officer twice a day; and then were put under guard and set to work。 The kind of labor I liked best was unloading the supplies for the prison; which were landed on a near…by wharf。 This roustabout crew had all the unloading to do; and the reason I liked it was it gave us some chance to steal。 Whenever there was anything extra; intended for the officers; to be unloaded; look out for accidents。 Broken crates were common; and some of the contents was certain to reach our pockets or stomachs; in spite of the guard。
  〃I was a willing worker and stood well with the guards。 They never searched me; and when they took us outside the stockade; the captain of the guard gave me permission; after our work was over; to patronize the sutler's store and buy knick…knacks from the