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第15章 THE WINNING OF THE BISCUIT-SHOOTER(5)

Twenty minutes of swallowing,and all aboard for Ogden,with your pile-driven stomach dumb with amazement.The Strasburg goose is not dieted with greater velocity,and "biscuit-shooter"is a grand word.Very likely some Homer of the railroad yards first said it--for what men upon the present earth so speak with imagination's tongue as we Americans?

If Miss Peck had been a biscuit-shooter,I could account readily for her conversation,her equipped deportment,the maturity in her round,blue,marble eye.Her abrupt laugh,something beyond gay,was now sounding in response to Mr.McLean's lively sallies,and I found him fanning her into convalescence with his hat.She herself made but few remarks,but allowed the cow-puncher to entertain her,merely exclaiming briefly now and then,"I declare!"and "If you ain't!"Lin was most certainly engaging,if that was the lady's meaning.His wide-open eyes sparkled upon her,and he half closed them now and then to look at her more effectively.I suppose she was worth it to him.I have forgotten to say that she was handsome in a large California-fruit style.They made a good-looking pair of animals.

But it was in the presence of Tommy that Master Lin shone more energetically than ever,and under such shining Tommy was transparently restless.He tried,and failed,to bring the conversation his way,and took to rearranging the mail and the furniture.

"Supper's ready,"he said,at length."Come right in,Miss Peck;right in here.This is your seat--this one,please.Now you can see my fields out of the window.""You sit here,"said the biscuit-shooter to Lin;and thus she was between them."Them's elegant!"she presently exclaimed to Tommy."Did you cook 'em?"I explained that the apricots were of my preparation.

"Indeed!"said she,and returned to Tommy,who had been telling her of his ranch,his potatoes,his horses."And do you punch cattle,too?"she inquired of him.

"Me?"said Tommy,slightingly;"gave it up years ago;too empty a life for me.I leave that to such as like it.When a man owns his own property"--Tommy swept his hand at the whole landscape--"he takes to more intellectual work.""Lickin'postage-stamps,"Mr.McLean suggested,sourly.

"You lick them and I cancel them,"answered the postmaster;and it does not seem a powerful rejoinder.But Miss Peck uttered her laugh.

"That's one on you,"she told Lin.And throughout this meal it was Tommy who had her favor.She partook of his generous supplies;she listened to his romantic inventions,the trails he had discovered,the bears he had slain;and after supper it was with Tommy,and not with Lin,that she went for a little walk.

"Katie was ever a tease,"said Mrs.Taylor of her childhood friend,and Mr.Taylor observed that there was always safety in numbers."She'll get used to the ways of this country quicker than our little school-marm,"said he.

Mr.McLean said very little,but read the new-arrived papers.It was only when bedtime dispersed us,the ladies in the cabin and the men choosing various spots outside,that he became talkative again for a while.We lay in the blank--we had spread on some soft,dry sand in preference to the stable,where Taylor and Tommy had gone.Under the contemplative influence of the stars,Lin fell into generalization.

"Ever notice,"said he,"how whiskey and lyin'act the same on a man?"I did not feel sure that I had.

"Just the same way.You keep either of 'em up long enough,and yu'get to require it.If Tommy didn't lie some every day,he'd get sick."I was sleepy,but I murmured assent to this,and trusted he would not go on.

"Ever notice,"said he,"how the victims of the whiskey and lyin'habit get to increasing the dose?""Yes,"said I.

"Him roping six bears!"pursued Mr.McLean,after further contemplation.

"Or any bear.Ever notice how the worser a man's lyin'the silenter other men'll get?Why's that,now?"I believe that I made a faint sound to imply that I was following him.

"Men don't get took in.But ladies now,they--"Here he paused again,and during the next interval of contemplation Isank beyond his reach.

In the morning I left Riverside for Buffalo,and there or thereabouts I remained for a number of weeks.Miss Peck did not enter my thoughts,nor did I meet any one to remind me of her,until one day I stopped at the drug-store.It was not for drugs,but gossip,that I went.In the daytime there was no place like the apothecary's for meeting men and hearing the news.There I heard how things were going everywhere,including Bear Creek.

All the cow-punchers liked the new girl up there,said gossip.She was a great addition to society.Reported to be more companionable than the school-marm,Miss Molly Wood,who had been raised too far east,and showed it.Vermont,or some such dude place.Several had been in town buying presents for Miss Katie Peck.Tommy Postmaster had paid high for a necklace of elk-tushes the government scout at McKinney sold him.Too bad Miss Peck did not enjoy good health.Shorty had been in only yesterday to get her medicine again.Third bottle.Had I heard the big joke on Lin McLean?He had promised her the skin of a big bear he knew the location of,and Tommy got the bear.

Two days after this I joined one of the roundup camps at sunset.They had been working from Salt Creek to Bear Creek,and the Taylor ranch was in visiting distance from them again,after an interval of gathering and branding far across the country.The Virginian,the gentle-voiced Southerner,whom I had last seen lingering with Miss Wood,was in camp.

Silent three-quarters of the time,as was his way,he sat gravely watching Lin McLean.That person seemed silent also,as was not his way quite so much.

"Lin,"said the Southerner,"I reckon you're failin'."Mr.McLean raised a sombre eye,but did not trouble to answer further.

"A healthy man's laigs ought to fill his pants,"pursued the Virginian.

The challenged puncher stretched out a limb and showed his muscles with young pride.

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