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Arizona Nights
by Stewart Edward White
CHAPTER ONE
THE OLE VIRGINIA
The ring around the sun had thickened all day long； and the
turquoise blue of the Arizona sky had filmed。 Storms in the dry
countries are infrequent； but heavy； and this surely meant storm。
We had ridden since sun…up over broad mesas； down and out of
deep canons； along the base of the mountain in the wildest
parts of the territory。 The cattle were winding leisurely toward
the high country； the jack rabbits had disappeared； the quail
lacked； we did not see a single antelope in the open。
〃It's a case of hole up；〃 the Cattleman ventured his opinion。 〃I
have a ranch over in the Double R。 Charley and Windy Bill hold
it down。 We'll tackle it。 What do you think？〃
The four cowboys agreed。 We dropped into a low； broad
watercourse； ascended its bed to big cottonwoods and flowing
water； followed it into box canons between rim…rock carved
fantastically and painted like a Moorish facade； until at last in
a widening below a rounded hill； we came upon an adobe house； a
fruit tree； and a round corral。 This was the Double R。
Charley and Windy Bill welcomed us with soda biscuits。 We turned
our horses out； spread our beds on the floor； filled our pipes；
and squatted on our heels。 Various dogs of various breeds
investigated us。 It was very pleasant； and we did not mind the
ring around the sun。
〃Somebody else coming；〃 announced the Cattleman finally。
〃Uncle Jim；〃 said Charley； after a glance。
A hawk…faced old man with a long white beard and long white hair
rode out from the cottonwoods。 He had on a battered broad hat
abnormally high of crown； carried across his saddle a heavy
〃eight square〃 rifle； and was followed by a half…dozen lolloping
hounds。
The largest and fiercest of the latter； catching sight of our
group； launched himself with lightning rapidity at the biggest of
the ranch dogs； promptly nailed that canine by the back of the
neck； shook him violently a score of times； flung him aside； and
pounced on the next。 During the ensuing few moments that hound
was the busiest thing in the West。 He satisfactorily whipped
four dogs； pursued two cats up a tree； upset the Dutch oven and
the rest of the soda biscuits； stampeded the horses； and raised a
cloud of dust adequate to represent the smoke of battle。 We
others were too paralysed to move。 Uncle Jim sat placidly on his
white horse； his thin knees bent to the ox…bow stirrups； smoking。
In ten seconds the trouble was over； principally because there
was no more trouble to make。 The hound returned leisurely；
licking from his chops the hair of his victims。 Uncle Jim shook
his head。
〃Trailer；〃 said he sadly； 〃is a little severe。〃
We greed heartily； and turned in to welcome Uncle Jim with a
fresh batch of soda biscuits。
The old man was ne of the typical〃long hairs。〃 He had come to
the Galiuro Mountains in '69； and since '69 he had remained in
the Galiuro Mountains； spite of man or the devil。 At present he
possessed some hundreds of cattle； which he was reputed to water；
in a dry season； from an ordinary dishpan。 In times past he had
prospected。
That evening； the severe Trailer having dropped to slumber； he
held forth on big…game hunting and dogs； quartz claims and
Apaches。
〃Did you ever have any very close calls？〃 I asked。
He ruminated a few moments； refilled his pipe with some awful
tobacco； and told the following experience：
In the time of Geronimo I was living just about where I do now；
and that was just about in line with the raiding。 You see；
Geronimo； and Ju ＇1＇； and old Loco used to pile out of the
reservation at Camp Apache； raid south to the line； slip over
into Mexico when the soldiers got too promiscuous； and raid there
until they got ready to come back。 Then there was always a big
medicine talk。 Says Geronimo：
＇1＇ Pronounced 〃Hoo。〃
〃I am tired of the warpath。 I will come back from Mexico with
all my warriors； if you will escort me with soldiers and protect
my people。〃
〃All right；〃 says the General； being only too glad to get him
back at all。
So； then； in ten minutes there wouldn't be a buck in camp； but
next morning they shows up again； each with about fifty head of
hosses。
〃Where'd you get those hosses？〃 asks the General； suspicious。
〃Had 'em pastured in the hills；〃 answers Geronimo。
〃I can't take all those hosses with me； I believe they're
stolen！〃 says the General。
〃My people cannot go without their hosses；〃 says Geronimo。
So； across the line they goes； and back to the reservation。 In
about a week there's fifty…two frantic Greasers wanting to know
where's their hosses。 The army is nothing but an importer of
stolen stock； and knows it； and can't help it。
Well； as I says； I'm between Camp Apache and the Mexican line； so
that every raiding party goes right on past me。 The point is
that I'm a thousand feet or so above the valley； and the
renegades is in such a devil of a hurry about that time that they
never stop to climb up and collect me。 Often I've watched them
trailing down the valley in a cloud of dust。 Then； in a day or
two； a squad of soldiers would come up； and camp at my spring for
a while。 They used to send soldiers to guard every water hole in
the country so the renegades couldn't get water。 After a while；
from not being bothered none； I got thinking I wasn't worth while
with them。
Me and Johnny Hooper were pecking away at the old Virginia mine
then。 We'd got down about sixty feet； all timbered； and was
thinking of cross…cutting。 One day Johnny went to town； and that
same day I got in a hurry and left my gun at camp。
I worked all the morning down at the bottom of the shaft； and
when I see by the sun it was getting along towards noon； I put in
three good shots； tamped 'em down； lit the fusees； and started to
climb out。
It ain't noways pleasant to light a fuse in a shaft； and then
have to climb out a fifty…foot ladder； with it burning behind
you。 I never did get used to it。 You keep thinking； 〃Now
suppose there's a flaw in that fuse； or something； and she goes
off in six seconds instead of two minutes？ where'll you be
then？〃 It would give you a good boost towards your home on high；
anyway。
So I climbed fast； and stuck my head out the top without
lookingand then I froze solid enough。 There； about
fifty feet away； climbing up the hill on mighty tired hosses； was
a dozen of the ugliest Chiricahuas you ever don't want to meet；
and in addition a Mexican renegade named Maria； who was worse
than any of 'em。 I see at once their bosses was tired out； and
they had a notion of camping at my water hole； not knowing
nothing about the Ole Virginia mine。
For two bits I'd have let go all holts and dropped backwards；
trusting to my thick head for easy lighting。 Then I heard a
little fizz and sputter from below。 At that my hair riz right up
so I could feel the breeze blow under my bat。 For about six
seconds I stood there like an imbecile； grinning amiably。 Then
one of the Chiricahuas made a sort of grunt； and I sabed that
they'd seen the original exhibit your Uncle Jim was making of
himself。
Then that fuse gave another sputter and one of the Apaches said
〃Un dah。〃 That means 〃white man。〃 It was harder to turn my head
than if I'd had a stiff neck； but I managed to do it； and I see
that my ore dump wasn't more than ten foot away。 I mighty near
overjumped it； and the next I knew I was on one side of it and
those Apaches on the other。 Probably I flew； leastways I don't
seem to remember jumping。
That didn't seem to do me much good。 The renegades were grinning
and laughing to think how easy a thing they had； and I couldn't
rightly think up any arguments against that notionat least from
their standpoint。 They were chattering away to each other in
Mexican for the benefit of Maria。 Oh； they had me all
distributed； down to my suspender buttons！ And me squatting
behind that ore dump about as formidable as a brush rabbit！
Then； all at once； one of my shots went off down in the shaft。
〃Boom！〃 says she； plenty big； and a slather of rock； and stones
come out of the mouth； and began to dump down promiscuous on the
scenery。 I got one little one in the shoulder…blade； and found
time to wish my ore dump had a roof。 But those renegades
caught it square in the thick of trouble。 One got knocked out
entirely for a minute； by a nice piece of country rock in the
head。
〃Otra vez！〃 yells I； which means 〃again。〃
〃Boom！〃 goes the Ole Virginia prompt as an answer。
I put in my time dodging； but when I gets a chance to look； the
Apaches has all got to cover； and is looking scared。
〃Otra vez！〃 yells I again。
〃Boom！〃 says the O
