the flying u ranch-第8节
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Slim rising first from dinner on the next day but one opened the
door of the mess…house; and stood there idly picking his teeth
before he went about his work。 After a minute of listening to the
boys 〃joshing〃 old Patsy about some gooseberry pies he had baked
without sugar; he turned his face outward; threw up his head like
a startled bull; and began to sniff。
〃Say; I smell sheep; by golly!〃 he announced in the bellowing
tone which was his conversational voice; and sniffed again。
〃Oh; that's just a left…over in your system from the dose yuh got
in town Sunday;〃 Weary explained soothingly。 〃I've smelled sheep;
and tasted sheep; and dreamed sheep; ever since。〃
〃No; by golly; it's sheep! It ain't no memory。 II b'hieve I
hear 'em; too; by golly。〃 Slim stepped out away from the building
and faced suspiciously down the coulee。
〃Slim; I never suspected you of imagination before;〃 the Native
Son drawled; and loitered out to where Slim stood still sniffing。
〃I wonder if you're catching it from Andy and me。 Don't you think
you ought to be vaccinated?〃
〃That ain't imagination;〃 Pink called out from within。 〃When
anybody claims there's sheep in Flying U coulee; that's straight
loco。〃
〃Come on out here and smell 'em yourself; then!〃 Slim bawled
indignantly。 〃I never seen such an outfit as this is gittin' to
be; you fellers don't believe nobody; no more。 We ain't all Andy
Greens。〃
Upon hearing this Andy pushed back his chair and strolled
outside。 He clapped his hand down upon Slim's fat…cushioned
shoulder and swayed him gently。 〃Never mind; Slim; you can't all
be famous;〃 he comforted。 〃Some day; maybe; I'll teach yuh the
fine art of lying more convincingly than the ordinary man can
tell the truth。 It is a fine art; it takes a genius to put it
across。 Now; the only time anybody doubts my word is when I'm
sticking to the truth hike a sand burr to a dog's tail。〃
From away to the west; borne on the wind which swept steadily
down the coulee; came that faint; humming sing…song; which can be
made only by a herd of a thousand or more sheep; all blatting in
different keysor by a distant band playing monotonously upon
the middle octave of their varied instruments。
〃Slim's right; by gracious! It's sheep; sure as yuh live。〃 Andy
did not wait for more; but started at a fast walk for the stable
and his horse。 After him went the Native Son; who had not been
with the Flying U long enough to sense the magnitude of the
affront; and Slim; who knew to a nicety just what 〃cowmen〃
considered the unpardonable sin; and the rest of the Happy
Family; who were rather incredulous still。
〃Must be some fool herder just crossing the coulee; on the move
somewhere;〃 Weary gave as a solution。 〃Half of 'em don't know a
fence when they see it。〃
As they galloped toward the sound and the smell; they expressed
freely their opinion of sheep; the men who owned them; and the
lunatics who watched over the blatting things。 They were
cattlemen to the marrow in their bones; and they gloried in their
prejudice against the woolly despoilers of the range。
All these years had the Flying U been immune from the nuisance;
save for an occasional trespasser; who was quickly sent about his
business。 The Flying U range had been kept in the main inviolate
from the little; gray vandals; which ate the grass clean to the
sod; and trampled with their sharp…pointed hoofs the very roots
into lifelessness; which polluted the water…holes and creeks
until cattle and horses went thirsty rather than drink; which; in
that land of scant rainfall; devastated the range where they fed
so that a long…established prairie…dog town was not more barren。
What wonder if the men who owned cattle; and those who tended
them; hated sheep? So does the farmer dread an invasion of
grasshoppers。
A mile down the coulee they came upon the band with two herders
and four dogs keeping watch。 Across the coulee and up the
hillsides they spread like a noisome gray blanket。 〃Maa…aa; maa…
aa; maa…aa;〃 two thousand strong they blatted a strident medley
while they hurried here and there after sweeter bunches of grass;
very much like a disturbed ant…hill。
The herders loitered upon either slope; their dogs lying close
beside them。 There was good grass in that part of the coulee; the
Flying U had saved it for the saddle horses that were to be
gathered and held temporarily at the ranch; for it would save
herding; and a week in that pasture would put a keen edge on
their spirits for the hard work of the calf roundup。 A dozen or
two that ranged close had already been driven into the field and
were feeding disdainfully in a corner as far away from the sheep
as the fence would permit。
The Happy Family; riding close…grouped; stiffened in their
saddles and stared amazed at the outrage。
〃Sheepherders never did have any nerve;〃 Irish observed after a
minute。 〃They keep their places fine! They'll drive their sheep
right into your dooryard and tell 'en to help themselves to
anything that happens to look good to them。 Oh; they're sure
modest and retiring!〃
Weary; who had charge of the outfit during Chip's absence; was
making straight for the nearest herder。 Pink and Andy went with
him; as a matter of course。
〃You fellows ride up around that side; and put the run on them
sheep;〃 Weary shouted back to the others。 〃We'll start the other
side moving。 Make 'em travelback where they came from。〃 He
jerked his head toward the north。 He knew; just as they all knew;
that there had been no sheep to the south; unless one counted
those that ranged across the Missouri river。
As the three forced their horses up the steep slope; the herder;
sitting slouched upon a rock; glanced up at them dully。 He had a
long stick; with which he was apathetically turning over the
smaller stones within his reach; and as apathetically killing the
black bugs that scuttled out from the moist earth beneath。 He
desisted from this unexciting pastime as they drew near; and eyed
them with the sullenness that comes of long isolation when the
person's nature forbids that other extreme of babbling garrulity;
for no man can live long months alone and remain perfectly
normal。 Nature; that stern mistress; always exacts a penalty from
us foolish mortals who would ignore the instincts she has wisely
implanted within us for our good。
〃Maybe;〃 Weary began mildly and without preface; 〃you don't know
this is private property。 Get busy with your dogs; and haze these
sheep back on the bench。〃 He waved his hand to the north。 〃And;
when you get a good start in that direction;〃 he added; 〃yuh
better keep right on going。〃
The herder surveyed him morosely; but he said nothing; neither
did he rise from the rock to obey the command。 The dogs sat upon
their haunches and perked their ears inquiringly; as if they
understood better than did their master that these men were not
to be quite overlooked。
〃I meant to…day;〃 Weary hinted; with the manner of one who
deliberately holds his voice quiet。
〃I never asked yuh what yuh meant;〃 the herder mumbled; scowling。
〃We got to keep 'em on water another hour; yet。〃 He went back to
turning over the small rocks and to pursuing with his stick the
bugs; as if the whole subject were squeezed dry of interest。
For a minute Weary stared unwinkingly down at him; uncertain
whether to resent this as pure insolence; or to condone it as
imbecility。 〃Mamma!〃 he breathed eloquently; and grinned at Andy
and Pink。 〃This is a real talkative cuss; and obliging; too。 Come
on; boys; he's too busy to bother with a little thing like
sheep。〃
He led the way around to the far side of the band; the nearest
sheep scuttling away from then as they passed。 〃I don't suppose
we could work the combination on those dogswhat?〃 he considered
aloud; glancing back at them where they still sat upon their
haunches and watched the strange riders。 〃Say; Cadwalloper; you
took a few lessons in sheepherding; a couple of years ago; when
you was stuck on that girlremember? Whistle 'em up here and set
'en to work。〃
〃You go to the devil;〃 Pink's curved hips replied amiably to his
boss。 〃I've got loss…uh…memory on the sheep business。〃
Whereat Weary grinned and said no more about it。
On the opposite side of the coulee; the boys seemed to be
laboring quite as fruitlessly with the other herder。 They heard
Big Medicine's truculent bellow; as he leaned from the saddle and
waved a fist close to the face of the herder; but; though they
rode with their eyes fixed upon the group; they failed to see any
resultant movement of dogs; sheep or man。
There is; at times; a certain safety in being the hopeless
minority。 Though seven indignant cowpunchers surrounded him; that
herder was secure from any personal molestationand he knew it。
They were seven against one; therefore; after making some ca