The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, February 28, 1924, Image 6

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I thanked her hut was not pre
sented. To the Captain’s “That
will do, Rachael,” she returned
dutifully away; not so soon, how
ever, but that I had seen a fresh
young face within the bonnet
confines—a round rosy face ac
cording well with the buxom
curves of her as she again bent
over her wash-board
“Our fare is that of the tents
of Abraham, stranger,” spoke
the Captain, who had resumed
his whittling. “Such as it is,
you are welcome to. We are a
plain people who walk in the way
of the Lord, for that is command
ed.
His sonorous tones were deliv
ered rather through the nose,
but did not fail of hospitality.
“1 ask nothing better, sir,” I
answered. “And if I did, my
appetite would make up for all
deficiencies.”
“A healthy appetite is a good
token,” he aifirtned. “Show me
a well man who picks at his vic
tuals and l Ayill shoAv you a can
didate for the devil. His
thoughts will like to be as idle as
his knife.”
file mess of pork and beaus
and the black unsweetened cof
fee evidently were what 1 need
ed. for T began to mend wonder
fully ere I was half through the
course. He had uot invited me
to further conversation—only,
when I had drained the cup he
called again: ‘’Ilachael! More
coffee,” whereupon the same
young woman advanced, with- I
out glancing at me, recieved my j
cup, and returned it steaming.
“You are fro/i the East,
stranger?” he now inquired.
“Yes, sir. I arrived in Benton !
ouly yesterday.”
4‘ A Sodom,’' he growled harsh
ly. “ A tented sepulcher. And j
it will perish. I tell you, you do J
well to leave it, you do well to
yoke yourself with the appointed
of this earth, rather than stay in |
that sink-pit of the eternally I
damned.”
“I agree with you, sir,” said
I “I did not Ami Benton to he a
pleasant place. But I had not
known, when I started from Oma
ha.”
“Possibly not,” he moodily
'assented. 7‘The devil is atten
tive; he is present in the stations,
end on the trains; he will ride in
those gilded palaces even to the
Jordan, hut he shall i.ot cross. In
the name of the Lord we shall
face him. What good there shall
come, shall abide hut the devil
shall wither. Not,” he added,
that, we stand against the rail
road. It is needed, and we have
petitioned without being heard.
We are strong hut isolated, we
have goods to sell, and the word
of Brigham Young has goue forth
that a railroad we must have.
Against the harpies, the gam
blers, the loose women and the
lustful men ami all the Gentile
vanities we shall stand upon our
own feet by the help of Almighty
God.”
At this juncture, when T had
finished my platter of pork and
beans and my second cup of cof
fee, a tall, double-jointed youth
of about my age, carrying nn ox
goad in his hand, strolled to us
as if attracted by the harangue.
He was clad in the prevalent cow
bids boots, linsey-woolsey panta
loons tucked in. red flannel shirt,
ami battered hat from which un
trimmed flaxen hair fell down
unevenly to his shoulder line. He
wore at his belt butcher-knife
and gun.
By his hulk, his light blue eyes,
albeit a triflle crossed, and the
general lineaments of bis stolid,
square, high-checked counte
nance I conceived him to be a
second but not an improved edi
tion of the Captain.
A true raw-bone he was; and
to me, as I casually met his gaze,
looked to be obstinate, secretive
and small minded. But who can
explain those sudden antago
nisms that spring up an first
sight ?
‘'Mv son, Daniel,” the Cap
tain introduced. ‘‘This stranger
travels to Zion with us, Daniel,
in the employee of Mr. Jcnks.”
The youth had the grip of a
vise, and seemed to enjoy em
phasizing it while cunningly
watching my face.
“Haowdy?” he drawled,
with that he twanged a sentence
or two to hla father. ‘‘I fanund
the eaow, Dad. Do yu reckon to
pull nout to-day f”
‘‘I have not decided. Go tend
to your duties, Daniel.”
Daniel bestowed upon me a
[ parting stare, and lurched away,
| snapping the lash of his goad.
“And with your permission I
will tend to mine, sir,” I said.
“Mr. Jenks doubtless has work
for me. I thank you for your
hospitality.”
“ We are commanded by the j
prophet to feed the stranger,
whether friend or enemy,” he re- ;
proved. “We are also command
ed by the Lord to earn our
bread by the sweat of our brow.
As long as you are no trifler you
will be welcome at my wagon,
Good-day to you.”
As I passed, the young woman,
Rachael—whom I judged to be
his daughter, although she was
evidently far removed from par
ent stock—glanced quickly up.
I caught her gaze full, so that she
lowered tier eyes with a blush.
She was indeed wholesome if not
absolutely pretty. When later
I saw her with the sun-bonnet
doffed and her brown hair j
smoothly brushed back I thought j
her more wholesome still.
Mr. Jenks received me jov
ially.
“Got your belly full, have
you i' ’
“I'm a new man,” I assured.
“Wall, those Morruans are
good providers. They’ll share
with you whatever they have, for
no pay, but if you rub ’em the
wrong way or go to dickerin ’
with ’em they’re closer’n the
hide on a cold mule. You didn’t
make sheep’s eyes at ary of the
women?”
‘No, sir. I am done with
women.”
“And right you are.”
“However, I could not help
but see that the Captain’s daugh
ter is pleasing to look upon. I
should be glad to know her, were
there no objections.”
‘ ‘ How ? His daughter ? ’ ’
“Miss Rachael, I believe.
That is the name he used.”
“The young one you mean?”
“Yes, sir. The one who serv.-d
me with breakfast. Rosy-ebeek
ed and plump.”
“Whoa, man! She’s his Avife,
and not for Gentiles. They're
both his Avives; whether he has
more in Utah I don’t know. But
you’d best let her alone. She’s
been j’ined to him.”
This took me all back, for I
had no other idea than that she
Avas his daughter, or niece—
stood in that kind of relation to
him. He was twice her age, ap
parently. Noav I could only
stammer:
“I’ve no wish to intrude, you
may be sure. And Daniel, his son
—is he married?
“That wdielp? Met him, did
you ? No, he ain’t married, yet,
But he will be , soon as be takes
his pick ’cordin’ to laAv and gos
pel among them people. You bet
you: he’ll be married plenty.”
CHAPTER XI
We Get A “Super"
"What with assorting and stow
ing the bales of cloth and the
other goods in the Jenks two
wagons, watering the animals
and staking them out anew, tin
kering with the equipment and
making various essays with the
bull whip, I found occupation
enough; nevertheless there were
moments of interim, or while
passing to and fro, when I was
vividly aware of the scenes and
events transpiring in this West
ern world around about.
The bugles sounded calls for
the routine at Fort Steele—a
mere cantonment, yet, of tents
rough board buildings squat
tfhg upon the bare brown soil
near the river bank, north of us,
and less than a month old; The
wagon road was a line of white
dust from the river clear to Ben
ton, and through the murk plod
ded the water haulers and etn- j
igrants and freighters, animals 1
and men alike befloured and [
choked. The dust cloud rested j
over Bento*. It fumed in another :
line westward, kept in suspense j
by on-traveling stage and wagon
—by wheel, hoof and boot, bound
for Utah and Idaho. From the
town there extended northward a
third dust line, marking the stage
and freighting road through ,tlie
Indian country to the mining
settlements of the famous South
Pass of the old Oregon Trail; yes, !
and with branches for the gold ;
regions of Montana.
The railroad trams kept |
thundering by us—long freights, |
dusty and indomitable, bringing
; their loads Tfrom the Missouri
: River almost seven hundred miles
| in the east. And .oiling out of
[ Benton the never-ceasing Con
I struction trains sped into the
desert as if upon urgent errands
in response to some sudden de
mand of More, More, More.
Upon all sides beyond this busi
ness and energy the country
strelched lone and uninhabited;
a great waste of naked, hot re
splendent land blotched with
white and red, showing not a
green spot except the course of
the Platte; with scorched, rusty
hills rising above its fantastic
surface, and, in the distance, blu
ish mountain ranges that appear
ed to float and waver in the sun
drenched air.
The sounds from Bepton—the
hammering, the shoutiug, the
babbling, the puffing of the loco
motives—drifted faintly to us.
merged into the cracking of
whips and the oaths and songs by
the wagon drivers aiong the road.
Of our own little camp I took
gradual stock.
It, like the desert reaches, !
evinced little of feverishness, for
while booted men busied them
selves at tasks similar to mine,
others-lulled, spinning yarns and
whittling; the several women, at
wash-boards and at pots and pans
and needles, worked contentedly
in sun and shade; children played
at makeshift games, dogs drows
ed underneath the wagons, and
outside our circle the mules and
oxen grazed as best they might,
their only vexation the blood
sucking flies. The flies were kin
of Benton,
Captain Adams loped away, as
if to town. Others went in.
While I was idle at last and
rather enjoying the hot sun as I
sat resting upon a convenient
wagon-tongue Daniel hulked to
me, still snapping his ox goad.
“Haowdy?” lie addressed
again; and surveyed, eying every
detail of my clothing.
“Howdy?” said J.
“Yu know me?”
“Your name is 7)aniel, isn't
it?”
“No, ’tain’t. It’s Bonnie
Bravo on the trail.”
“All right, sir,” said I.
“Whichever you prefer.”
“I ’laow we pull out this arter
noon,” he volunteered farther.
“I’m agreeable,’’ I responded.
“The sooner the better, where j
I’m concerned.”
“J ’laow yu (and he pronoune- i
ed it, nasally, yee-ou) been seein’
the elephant in Benton an’ it
skinned yu.”
“I saw all of Benton I wish to
see,” I granted. “You’ve been
there?”
“I won four bits, an’ then yu
bet T quit,” ho greedily proclaim
ed. “I was too smart for ’em.
I ’laow yu’rc a greenic, ain’t
yu ? ”
“In some ways I am, in some
ways I’m not.”
“I ’laow yu aim to go through
with this train to Salt Lake, do
yu?”
‘That's the engagement I’ve
made with Mr. Jeuks.”
“Don’t feel too smart, yoreself,
in them new clothes?”
“No. Thcy'rcall I have, They
won’t be new long.”
“Yu bet they won't. Ain’t
afeared of peterin’ aout on the
way, he vu? I ’laow yu’re sick
ly."
“I li rake my chances,” I
smiled, although he was irritat
ing in the extreme.
“It’s four hundred mile, an’
twenty mile at a stretch with
aout water. Most the water's
pizen, too, from hyar to the
mountings.”
“I’ll have to drink what the j
rest drink, I suppose.”
“I ’laow the Inuns are like to !
get us. They’re powerful bad in j
that thar desert. Ain’t afeared
o’ Injuns, be yu?”
“I’ll have to take my chances
on that, too, won’t I?”
“They sculped a whole passel
o’ surveyors, month ago,” he
persisted. “Yu’ll sing a dif
ferent tyune arter yu’ve been
corralled with nothin’ to drink.’’
He viciously snapped Ids wh p, i
the while inspecting me as if j
seeking for other joints in my .
armor. “Yu aim to stay long in
Zion ? ’ ’
“I haven’t planned anything
about that.”
“Reckon vu’rc wise, Mister. ;
We don’t think much o’ Gentiles, j
yonder. We don’t want ’em, no
haow. They’d all better git aout.
The Saints settled that country
an’ it’s ourn.”
“If you’re a sample, you’re
welcome to live there,” I retort
ed. “I think I’d prefer some
place else.”
“Haow?” he bleated. “Thar
ain’t no place as good. All the
rest of the world has sold itself
to the "devil.”
“How mueh of the world have
you seen ? ” I asked.
“I’ve seen * heap. I’ve been
——..
as fur east as Cheyenne—I’vo
teamed arrost twice, so I know.
An’ I know what the elders say;
they come from the East an’ some
of ’em have been as fur as Eng
land. ^ u ean’t fool me nono
with yore Gentile lies.”
As I did not attempt, we re
mained in silence for a moment
while he waited, provocative.
“Say, Mister,” he blurted sud
denly. “Kin yu shoot?”
“I presume 1 could if I had to.
Why?”
“Becuz I’m the daugest best
shot with a Colt's iri this hvar
train, an’ I'll shoot ye for—i’ll
shoot ve for (he lowered his voice
and glanced about furtively)—
I 11 shoot ye for two bits when my
paw ain’t ’raound.”
“I ve no cartridges to waste at
present, I informed. “And I
don't, claim to be a crack shot.”
” Damn ye, I bet yu think yu
are,” ho accused. “Yu set thar
like it. All right. Mister; any
time yu want to try a little pop
pin ’ yu let me know. ’ ’ And with
this, which struck me as a veiled
threat, he lurched on, snapping
that infernal whit).
He left me with the uneasy
impression that he and f were
due to measure strength in one
way or another.
agon Boss Adams returned
at noon. The word was given
that the train should start during
the afternoon, for a short inarch
in order to break in the new ani
mals before tackling the real
westward trail.
After a deal of bustle, of !ashz
mg loads and taunteuing covers
and geeing, hawing and whoaing,
about three o’clock we formed
line in obedience to the com
mands “Stretch out, stretch
out!”; and with every cask and
barrel dripping, whips cracking,
voices urging, children racing,
the Captain Adams wagon in the
lead (two pink sunbonnets upon
the seat), the valorous Daniel’s
next, and Mormons and Gentiles
ranging on down, we toiled
creaking and swaying up tlio
Benton road, amidst the edie.s of
hot, scalding dust.
It was a mixed train, of Gentile
mules and the more numerous
Mormon oxen; therefore not
strictly a “bull” train, hut hv
pace designated as such. And in
the vernacular f was « “mule
whacker” or even “mule-skin
ner” rather than a “bull-whack
er,” if there is any appreciable
difference in role. There is
none, T think, to the animals.
Trudging manfully at the left
fore wheel behind Mr. .Teaks’
four span of mules, trailing my
eighteen-foot tapering lash bind
occasionally well-nigh cutting off
my own car when I tried to
throw it, I played the teamster—•
although sooth to say there was
little of play in the job, ou that
road, at that time of the day.
(To Be Continued.)
Same Course, Same Golf
Score 25 Years Later
. Pinehurst. N. C.—On either side of
the great open fire place in the foyer
of the country club here Is a collec
tion of carefully preserved memen
toes and among them is a silver and
amber cup.
The inscription shows the cup was
presented to George C. Dutton away
back in the last century, for the best
gross golf score achieved that year.
The cup was the first trophy ever
offered here and wts given by James
Tufts, founder of Pinehurst. to th®
man making the highest score during
the season of 1898-99. It was won by
Dutton with a card of SI made on
the last day of the season over th®
original course. Previously W. N.
Smith, aiso of Boston, was leading
in the r^ice with a score of 83.
An unusual coincidence occurred
here r.eeently when these same golf
ers, playing in the advertisers' tourna
ment, met and arranged a mutch
over the same course.
Dutton won the match with a medal
round of 81, the same score with
which he defeated Smith a quarter of
a century ago.
The two golfers have agreed to try
■»«. again in 1949.
Osaka, Japan,—Mr. Koishi, presi
dent of the Marine .Products Experi
mental Station in Ehltne prefecture,
has discovered a way to produce pearl
shells and obtain pearls as large as
three inches.
It is said that he has applied to
the Tapanese patent bureau for %
patent, and that he Inends to take
out patent rights in foreign countries
also.
Vote on Coaches for
Olympic Track Team
New York, Feb. 1.—(V. P.)—Rec
ommendations for the position of
head coach and assistant coaches of
the track and field team that will
be sent to the Olympic games, hare
been approved by the A. A. V and
a vote is now being taken by wire.
No information other than that th®
original list of 17 coaches recom
mended had been materially de
creased. could be obtained from head
quarters.
As soon as thp list is approved by
committeemen in distant sections, th®
list will be given to the American
Olympic committee for approval.
The French Senate has passed the hill
providing for the creation of an ex
perimental electric power station at
Aber-Vrach. Ftnlsters, driven »y th®
force of the tide.