The Great Cattle Trail

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WORKS BY EDWARD S. ELLIS THE "BOY PIONEER" SERIES. With Full-page Illustrations. Ned in the Woods. A Tale of Early Days in the West. Ned on the River. A Tale of Indian River Warfare. Ned in the Block House. A Story of Pioneer Life in Kentucky. THE "LOG CABIN" SERIES. With Full-page Illustrations. The Lost Trail. Camp-Fire and Wigwam. Foot-prints in the Forest. THE "GREAT RIVER" SERIES. With Full-page Illustrations. Down the Mississippi. Lost in the Wilds. Up the Tapajos; or, Adventures in Brazil. THE "DEERFOOT" SERIES. With Full-page Illustrations. The Hunters of the Ozark. The Camp in the Mountains. The Last War Trail. Bob Lovell's Career. A Story of American Railway Life. Lost in Samoa. A Tale of Adventure, in the Navigator Islands Illustrated. ; Tad; or, "Getting Even" with Him, Illustrated.

The Boy Hunters of Kentucky. slluStrated. Red Feather. A Tale ofthe American Frontier. Illustrated. Cassell & Company, Limited, Ludgate Hill, London, E.C. 8-7-93 A STARTLING DISCOVERY (Frontispiece). (See p. 55 ) THE GREAT CATTLE TRAIL BY EDWARD S. ELLIS AUTHOR OF THE " GREAT RIVER SERIES," " LOG CABIN SERIES," " DEERFQOT SERIES," ETC, CASSELL and COMPANY, Limited LONDON, PARIS <£■ MELBOURNE 1394 ALL EIGHTS RESERVED CONTENTS. CHAPTER PAGE I. At tee Ranch 1 II. An Alarming Interruption, . . 10 III. Just in Time 19 IV. A Desperate Venture 28 V. Upstairs and Downstairs, ... 33 VI. Dinah's Discovert, . 44 VII. Dinah's Exploit, . . . 52 VIII. In the Mesquite Bush, .... 01 IX. At Fault 09 X. A Surprise, 77 XI. Changing Places, 85 XII. On TnE Roof, . 94 XIII. A Dead Race, 102 XIV. The Friend in Need Ill XV.

Vanished, .119 XVI. Cleverly Done 127 XVII. At Fault, 132 XVIII. An Unexpected Query 143 XIX. Down the Ladder, 151 XX. *' The Boys Have Arrived," . . , 159 XXI. TnROUGH the Bush, ..... 167 XXII. Thunderbolt, ...... CONTENTS. CHAPTER PAGE XXIII. "Good-by!" 191 XXIV. A Strange Delay 203 XXV. Heading Northward 210 XXVI. A Shot from the Darkness, . . 228 XXVII. Shackaye, the Comanche, . . . 238 XXVIII. A Mishap, 247 XXIX. Old Acquaintances, .... 258 XXX. At Bay 204 XXXI. The Flag of Truce, . . . .270 XXXII. Diplomacy, 288 XXXIII. Driven to the Wall 295 XXXIV. The Flank Movement, ... THE GREAT CATTLE TRAIL.

Chapter I. At The Kanch

AVON BURNET, at the age of eighteen, -*--*- was one of the finest horsemen that ever scurried over the plains of Western Texas, on his matchless mustang Thunderbolt. He was a native of the Lone Star State, where, until he was thirteen years old, he attended the common school, held in a log cabin within three miles of his home, after which he went to live with his uncle, Captain Dohm Shirril, with whom the orphan son of his sister had been a favorite from infancy. Avon was bright, alert, unusually active, and exceedingly fond of horses from the time he was able to walk. His uncle had served through the Civil War in the Confederate THE GREAT CATTLE TliAIL. army, returning to Texas at the close of hostilities, thoroughly "reconstructed," and only anxious to recover his fortunes, which had been scattered to the four winds of heaven during the long, bitter struggle.

The captain had no children of his own, and it was natural, therefore, that he and his wife should feel the strongest attach ment for the boy who was placed in their care, and who, should his life be spared, would inherit whatever his new parents might be able to leave behind them when called to depart. Avon had reached the age named, when to his delight he was told that he was to accom pany the large herd of cattle which was to be driven northward, through upper Texas, the Indian Nation, and Kansas over the Great Cattle Trail, along which hundreds of thou sands of hoofs have tramped during the years preceding and following the War for the Union. Young as was our hero, he had served his apprenticeship at the cattle business, and was an expert at the round-up, in branding, in cut- AT THE KANCII, 3 ting out, in herding, and all the arduous re quirements of a cowboy's life.

It Avas under stood, therefore, that he was to be rated as a full hand among the eight men who, under his uncle, were to have charge of two thousand cattle about to start on the long tramp north ward. "It's the hardest kind of work," said the captain to his nephew, as the two sat in the low, flat structure where the veteran made his home, with his wife and one colored servant, "but I haven't any fear that you will not pull through all right." " If I am not able to do so now, I never shall be," replied Avon, with a smile, as he sat on the rough, home-made stool, slowly whittling a piece of wood, while his aunt, looking up from her sewing, remarked in her quiet way : "It will be lonesome without Avon." "But not so bad as when uncle was off to the war," ventured the youth, gazing affection ately at the lady.

The captain was sitting with his legs crossed, slowly smoking the old briarwood which he had carried through many a fierce campaign, and seemingly sunk in deep thought. Like his nephew, he was clad ia the strong serviceable costume of the Texan cowboy, his broad sombrero resting with a number of blankets on pegs in the wall. It was evening, with a cold, piercing wind almost like one of the cutting northers blow ing around the homely structure. The herd were gathered at a point about five miles to the northward, whence the real start was to be made at an early hour on the morrow. This arrangement permitted the captain and his young friend to spend their last night at home. "No," replied Mrs. Shirril, referring to the last remark of her nephew, " there never can be any worse days than those, when I did not know whether your uncle had not been dead for weeks or possibly months."

"You must have had pretty tough times, aunt." "Well, they might have been improved, but Dinah and I managed to get along a great deal better than some of our neighbors. Here in Texas we were so far from the war AT THE RANCH. that I mny say I never heard a hostile shot fired, except by the Indians who came down this way now and then." " They were the same, I suppose, that still trouble us." "I believe so, mostly Comanches and some times Kioways, with perhaps others that we didn' t know. They did much to prevent our life from becoming dull," added the brave little lady, with another smile. " The women in those days had to know how to shoot the rifle, ride horses, and do the work of the absent men." " I don't know how we could have got along if we hadn't learned all those things. For years I never knew the taste of coffee, and only rarely was able to obtain a pinch of coarse brown sugar ; but we did not suffer for meat, and, with the help of Dinah, we could get a few things out of the earth, so that, on the whole, I think I had much easier times than my husband."

"lam not so sure of that," remarked Cap tain Shirril, rousing himself ; " we had rough days and nights, beyond all doubt, but after all, there was something about it which had its charm. There was an excitement in battle, a thrill in the desperate ride when on a scout, a glory in victory, and even a grim satisfaction in defeat, caused by the belief that we were not conquered, or that, if we were driven back, it was by Americans, and not by foreigners." "That's an odd way of putting it," remarked the wife, "but was it not the high health, which you all felt because of your rough outdoor life ? You know when a per son is strong and rugged, he can stand almost anything, and find comfort in that which at any other time brings only wretchedness and suffering." " I suppose that had a good deal to do with it, and that, too, may have had much to do with sustaining you and Dinah in your loneliness."

The captain raised his eyes and looked at two old-fashioned muzzle-loading rifles, sus pended on a couple of deer's antlers over the fireplace, and smiling through his shaggy whiskers, said : AT THE RANCH. " You found them handy in those days, Edna?" " We never could have got along without them. They served to bring down a mav erick, or one of our own cattle, when we were nearly starving, and sometimes they helped to drive off the Indians." Captain Shirril shifted his position, as though uneasy over something. His wife, who was familiar with all his moods, looked inquiringly at him. " What troubles you, Dohm \ " " If I hadn't promised Avon that he should go with me northward, I would make him stay at home." Wife and nephew stared wonderingly at him. "The Comanches have been edging down this way for more than a week past ; I believe they mean to make trouble."

It would be supposed that such an announcement as this causeddismay, but it did not. Even Dinah, who was busy about her household duties, and who heard the remark, paused only a moment to turn up her nose and say scornfully : TnE GREAT CATTLE TRAIL. "If dey've done forgot how we allers sarve de likes ob dem, jes' let 'em try it agin. Dat's all." She was a tall, muscular negress, whom an ordinary man might hesitate to make angry. She passed to another part of the room, after muttering the words, and seemed to feel no further interest in a sub ject which ought to have made her blood tingle with excitement. "If the Comanches are hovering anywhere in the neighborhood," said Mrs. Shirril in her gentle way, "it is in the hope of running off some of the cattle ; you have them all herded and under such careful care that this cannot be done.

When the Indians find you have started northward with them, they will follow or go westward to their hunting grounds; surely they will not stay 7iere.'n "I wish I could believe as you do." "And why can't you, husband?" "Because Indian nature is what it is; you understand that as well as I. Finding that they cannot steal any of our cattle, they will try to revenge themselves by AT THE RANCH. burning my home and slaying my wife and servant." "But they have tried that before." "True, but their failures are no ground to believe they will fail again." "It is the best ground we can have for such belief."

Chapter II. An Alarming Interruption

IF you think it best that I shall stay at home, I will do so," said the young man, striving hard to repress the disappoint ment the words caused him. "No; you shall not," the wife hastened to interpose; "everything has been ar ranged for you to go with your uncle." "Was there ever a wife like you?" asked the captain admiringly ; " there is more pluck in that little frame of yours, Edna, than in any one of my men. Very well ; Avon will go with us, but I can tell you, I shall be uneasy until I get back again." "We have neighbors," she continued, still busy with her sewing, "and if we need help, can get it." " I declare," observed the captain grimly, "I forgot that; Jim Kelton's cabin is only eight miles to the south, and Dick Halpine's is but ten miles to the east ; if the redskins do molest you, you have only to slip in next door and get all the help you want."

As we have said, it was a chilly night in early spring. The moon was hidden by clouds, so that one could see but a short dis tance on the open prairie. A fitful wind was blowing, adding to the discomfort of outdoors, and causing the interior of the cabin to be the more comfortable by contrast. But a few rods to the westward was a growth of mesquite bush, in which the two mustangs that the captain and his nephew expected to ride were wandering at will. The animals were so trained that either would come at the whistle of his master, who, there fore, felt sure of finding him at command when wanted — that is, provided no outsiders disturbed him. This mesquite growth, con sisting of open bushes which attain a height of eight or ten feet, extended over an area of several acres, affording the best kind of hid ing-place for man or animal.

The signs of their old enemies, the Comanches, to which Captain Shirril referred, had been noticed by his men, including young Avon Burnet. They had seen the smoke of camp-fires in the distance, had observed parties of horsemen galloping to and fro, and, in fact, had exchanged shots with the dusky marauders when they ventured too near in the darkness. There could be no doubt that these fellows were on the watch for a chance to stampede the cattle, but the vigilance of the cowboys prevented that disaster. Most of the latter believed the Comanches would hover on their flank, probably until the beasts were well out of Texas and far over the line in the Indian Nation or Kansas. That they would stay behind to avenge themselves upon the wife and servant of the captain was not to be believed. The wife was equally certain on that point, so their leader suffered himself to be persuaded that his misgivings were groundless.

But this feeling of security, which was felt by all, suffered a startling interruption. When Captain Shirril erected his humble cabin several years before, he did not forget the danger to wliich he was certain to be exposed from the Indians. The wooden walla were heavy and bullet-proof, and the door was capable of being barred so strongly at an instant's warning, that nothing less than a battering ram could drive it inward. The windows were too narrow to admit the pas sage of the most elongated redskin that ever wormed himself into the camp of an enemy. The structure was long and low, with an upper story, in which the cowboys slept when ever it was advisable to do so. "You have had so much experience with this kind of business," said the captain, "that I suppose I ought not to feel uneasy, even if I knew you would be attacked, for there are two guns here ready for you and Dinah, and you have both proven that you understand how to use the weapons ; there is plenty of ammunition, too, and since you have had full warning of what may possibly take place " At that instant the resounding report of a rifle broke the stillness on the outside, there was a jingle of glass, and the pipe which Captain Shirril had held in his mouth while talking was shattered as if from the explosion of a torpedo within the bowl.

Nothing could have shown the wonderful training of this little family in tho perils of the frontier more strikingly than did their actions at this moment. Not a word was spoken, but almost at the instant the alarming occurrence took place, the captain, his wife, and his nephew leaped backward with lightning-like quickness. The movement took the three out of range of the two windows at the front of the house, with the door midway between, those being the only openings on the lower floor. Dinah happened to be at the extreme rear, where she was safe for the time. She was about to advance, when checked by the crash of the window pane and the crack of the rifle. "For de Lawd's sake," she exclaimed, "de warmints hab come!" "So they have," replied the captain, rising upright from his crouching posture, "and see what they have done !

" He held up the stem of his pipe, which he had kept between his teeth during the excit ing moments, with such a grim expression of woe that, despite the frightful incident, his wife and even Avon smiled. "It is a pity indeed," she said, "you will have to use your new one, and I know how much that will pain you." "They shall pay for this," he added with a shake of his head. Fortunately the rifles of himself and nephew were leaning in the corner, where they could be readily seized Avithout expos ing themselves to another treacherous shot. The men laid hands on them at once. The weapons Avere of the repeating kind, and among the best that money could buy in San Antonio. The two guns belonging to Mrs. Shirril and their servant rested together on the deer's prongs over the mantel, and, to reach them, one must expose himself to another shot from the outside.

Following the rifle report, the sound of horses' hoofs were heard galloping rapidly around the cabin. The captain listened in tently for a moment, holding one hand aloft as a signal for the others to keep silent. "There's fully a dozen of them," he said a minute later in a low voice. "But they know you and Avon are here," added his Avife, who was standing motionless just behind him, Avithout any evidence of excitement except that her face was a shade paler than usual. "I should think so, judging from that," he replied, spitting the stem of his pipe upon the floor; "but I must get those guns for you." "Don't think of it," she persisted, laying her hand on his shoulder; "you will surely be shot, and there's no need of them yet." "You may as well begin at once ; you haven't had any practice for months."

Gently removing the hand of his Avife, whom he loved as he did his life, the captain, holding his OAvn gun in hand, began moving stealthily across the floor toward the fireplace. Had he been on his feet, he must have been observed by anyone in the position of the savage that had fired the shot which Avas so well-nigh fatal, but, Avhile so close to the floor, he Avould not be seen by any Comanche unless he was quite close to the window. The redskin might and might not be there : that risk must be taken, or the guns would have to be left alone for the time. Mrs. Shirril Avas more disturbed than ever, for she knew as Avell as did her husband the risk he ran, but she kneAV, too, that, Avhen he once decided to do a thing, it Avas idle to seek to restrain him. The burning Avood threw an illumination through the room Avhich rendered any other light unnecessary, and the captain could not have been in clearer view had the midday sun been shining.

Nevertheless he crept slowly forward, until in front of the fireplace. Then he paused to consider Avhich of two methods he had in mind was the better for obtaining the weapons. The Comanches Avere still circling back and forth on the outside, uttering their Avhoops and firing their guns at intervals, though the latter consisted of blind shooting, and was meant to terrify the defenders, since none of the bullets found its Avay through either of the windows. Captain Shirril took but a feAV seconds to decide upon his course of action.

Chapter III. Just In Time

BENDING as closely to the floor of the cabin as he could, the Texan advanced until directly in front of the crackling fire, Avhen he reached up Avith his Winchester, Avhich was grasped near the muzzle. By this means he placed the stock directly beneath the two Aveapons resting on the deer antlers. With a deftness that Avould hardly have been expected, he raised both guns until their stocks Avere lifted clear off their support, when he began gently lowering them, so as to bring them within his reach. He might have flirted them free by a single quick movement and let them fall upon the floor ; but he wished to avoid this, since he ran the risk of injuring them. None knew better than Avon Burnet the great danger of this apparently simple act on the part of his uncle. The chances were so immeasurably in favor of his discovery that he was certain it Avould take place.

While the wife and servant held their breath in a torture of suspense, the youth, Avith his cocked rifle firmly grasped, stole softly along the side of the cabin until close to the door. In reaching the spot, he stooped so as to move beyond the first opening, the proceeding placing him between the AvindoAvs, Avith his left elbow against the heavy door. In this situation his nerves were at the highest tension. Everything was in plain sight, but he was listening intently to the movements of his enemies. He heard the sounds of the mustangs' hoofs, as they circled swiftly about the cabin, sometimes turning quickly upon themselves, and at varying distances from the structure. Now and then one or two of the horsemen would rein up abruptly, as if striving to peer through the openings, or about to apply for admission.

It may seem incredible, but there is no reason to doubt the fact that, at the moment Captain Shirril began cautiously reaching upward with his weapon, the youth heard one of the Comanches slip down from the back of his mustang and approach the door. His hand moved softly over the rough surface, as though searching for the latch string, which was generally hanging out ; and, finding it not, he began stealing to the Avindow just beyond. This was the very thing Avon dreaded above all others, for it was inevitable that he should detect the figure of the Texan operating so guardedly in front of the fire. Such proved to be the fact. Whether the youth actually observed the action of the Indian, or whether he fancied he heard him moving along the side of the house, cannot be said Avith certainty ; but a faint rustle in front of the shattered glass made known that the dusky miscreant was there, and had detected the stratagem of the Texan, who at that moment was in the act of lowering the gun from the deer's prongs over the mantel.

His uncle was so clearly in his field of vision that, without looking at him, Avon did not miss the slightest movement, but his whole attention was fixed on the win doAv, and it was well it was so. "Look! look! Avon, do you see that?" It Avas his aunt avIio uttered the terrified question with a gasp, as she pointed at the narrow opening. The youth had observed the object which appalled the lady ; the muzzle of a gun was sloAvly gliding through the Avindow. Captain Shirril had been discovered, and the Comanche Avas fixing his Aveapon in position to fire a fatal shot. He might have stood back a couple of paces and discharged it Avithout revealing his presence, but a better aim could be secured by thrusting a few inches of the barrel into the room. At the instant the dark muzzle showed itself and the gleam of the firelight was reflected from it, Avon leaned his OAvn rifle against the door at his side, quickly dreAv his revolver from the holster at his hip, sprang forward like a cat, and seizing the muzzle of the gun threw it upward toward the ceiling.

It was done in the nick of time, for the Comanche pressed the trigger just then, and the bullet Avhich, had Avon's action been de layed a single moment, Avould have killed Captain Shirril, was buried in the timbers overhead. The daring act brought the youth directly in front of the window, Avhere for the instant he was exposed to any shot from the out side. As he made the leap he saAv the face of the Avarrior, agleam Avith paint and distorted Avith passion, but slightly flustered by the unac countable occurrence. Before he could recover, and at the same instant, Avon darted his revolver through the shattered Avindow pane and let fly Avith two chambers in quick succession. An ear-splitting screech and a heavy fall left little doubt of the success of the daring act. The Comanche had not only been hit, but hit hard.

Although startled by the noise and flurry, Captain Shirril was too much of a veteran to be taken at fault. His big right hand closed around the two Aveapons for which he had run all this risk, and partly straightening up, he bounded to the rear of the little room Avith three rifles secure in his grasp, and Avith not a hair of his head harmed. Avon Avas as much on the alert as he, and reached the shelter at the same moment. "It was confoundedly more risky than I supposed," remarked the captain, Avith a smile and a shake of his head, " but all's AATell that ends Avell ; I guess you dropped him, my boy." "I shouldn't AA'onder, for I couldn't haA'e had a better chance," Avas the modest reply of the youth. "It was one of the neatest things I ever saAv, and I'm proud of you," exclaimed his relative, slapping him affectionately on the shoulder.

"I said you Avould count as a full hand on the trip to Kansas, but at this rate you'll add up double." Avon blushed as he used to do in school, Avhen his teacher praised him for excellent, lessons, and made no answer, but the eyes of his aunt kindled Avith love for the brave fellow who, by his readiness of resource, had saved her husband's life. Even Dinah, with whom he had always been a favorite, added an expression of affection for the boy avIio had done so Avell. There were noAV two men and two women Avithin the Texan's cabin, and each held a trusty weapon, while there was plenty of ammunition for all. It might well be asked, therefore, what cause they had for alarm. Outside Avere a dozen or more savage Co manches, avIio are among the finest horsemen in the Avorld, and who in fighting ability and bravery are surpassed by none, unless the Apaches of the Southwest.

It was a piece of daring on the part of these dusky raiders thus to attack the cabin, when they knew Iioav well it was defended. Cap tain Shirril Avas probably right in supposing they believed that he and his nephew Avere with the rest of the coAvboys, Avatching the herd five miles aAvay. Finding the couple in the cabin, they could not resist the tempta tion to bring down the head of the household, after Avhich they must have supposed the rest Avould be an easy task. But having failed, probably they Avould have withdrawn but for the shot of Avon Burnet, that had brought down one of their best Avarriors, and their well-known desire for revenge urged them to the most desperate measures against the whites. But a few minutes' Avhispered conference at the rear of the cabin brought to light the fact that every one of our friends, including even Dinah, understood that their peril Avas of the gravest nature conceivable.

The structure of the cabin Avas so thor oughly seasoned by its years of exposure that it Avould be an easy matter for their assailants to set fire to it, and that they would make the attempt Avas not to be doubted. They always prepared for such action, and none kneAV better than they its fearful effec tiveness. " We might reach the boys by means of the reports of our guns," said the captain, "if the Avind Avere not the Avrong Avay, but they Avon't catch the first sound, especially as they will have their hands full in looking after the cattle." " But dey will obsarve de light ob de fiah," suggested Dinah. "Undoubtedly, but when they do see it," said her master, "it Avill be too late to help us. They haven't a suspicion of anything of this kind ; if they had, they Avould be doAvn here like so many cyclones." " There is one Avay of letting them knoAV," said Avon. "What's that?" "By carrying word to them, and 7'm going to try it/"

Chapter IV

A DESPERATE VENTURE. THE family of Texans Avere not the ones to indulge in sentimentality or useless speculations when action was demanded. The first feeling of amazement folloAving Avon's announcement of his resolution quickly passed, but his uncle deemed it his duty to impress upon him the desperate nature of his scheme. "I don't see one chance in twenty of your Succeeding," said he. " And if I stay Avhat are the chances for us all?" "Possibly one in a hundred." "Then I shall go," he quietly replied, com pressing his lips as his fine eyes kindled. " There is hope, if you can reach the bush, but the rub will be to do that.'''' "They grow close to the house, and the A DESPERATE VENTURE. 29 Comanches Avill not be looking for any attempt of that kind." "Is it not best to wait until later?" asked Mrs. Shirril.

"No," was the sensible response of her nepheAv ; " the prospect of success Avill de crease with every passing minute. They will think, and Avith reason, that Ave have repelled their first attack so sharply that Ave are con fident of beating them off altogether. After a time, Avhen things begin to look bad for us, they Avill look for something of that nature, and be so Avell prepared for it that it Avill be hopeless." "He is right," assented the captain. "I don' t ask you to try it, Avon, but, if you are determined to do so, now is the time." "My sentiments exactly, and I'm going." He dreaded anything in the nature of a scene, one reason for his moving so promptly being his desire to avert such a trial. But noAV that the momentous step Avas decided upon, the all-important question remained as to the best means of making tho start.