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the flying u ranch-第22章

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doctors most unjustly; and were agreed that all he needed was to

be back on the ranch where somebody could look after him right。

They asserted that; if they ever got tired of living and wanted

to cash in without using a gun or anything; they'd go to a

hospital and tell the doctors to turn loose and try to cure them

of something。



This by way of illustration; also as an explanation of their

sleeping soundly that night; instead of watching for some hostile

demonstration on the part of the Dot outfit。 To a manone never

counted Happy Jack's prophecies of disaster as being anything

more than a personal deformity of thoughtthey were positive in

their belief that the Dot sheepherders would be very; very

careful not to provoke the Happy Family to further manifestations

of disapproval。 They knew what they'd get; if they tried any more

funny business; and they'd be mighty careful where they drove

their sheep after this。



So; with the comfortable glow of victory in their souls; they

laid them down; and; when the animated discussion of that night's

adventure flagged; as their tongues grew sleep…clogged and their

eyelids drooped; they slept in peace; save when Slim; awakened by

the soreness of his leg; grunted a malediction or two before he

began snoring again。



They rose and ate their breakfast in a fair humor with the world。

One grows accustomed to the thought of sickness; even when it

strikes close to the affections; and; with the resilience of

youth and hope; life adjusts itself to make room for the specter

of fear; so that it does not crowd unduly; but stands

half…forgotten in the background of one's thoughts。 For that

reason they no longer spoke soberly because of the Old Man lying

hurt unto death in Chicago。 And; when they mentioned the Dot

sheep and men; they spoke as men speak of the vanquished。



With the taste of hot biscuits and maple syrup still lingering

pleasantly against their palates; they went out and were

confronted with sheep; blatting sheep; stinking sheep;

devastating sheep; Dot sheep。 On the south side of the coulee; up

on the bluff; grazed the band。 They fed upon the brow of the hill

opposite the ranch buildings; they squeezed under the fence and

spilled a ragged fringe of running; gray animals down the slope。

Half a mile away though the nearest of them were; the murmur of

them; the smell of them; the whole intolerable presence of them;

filled the Happy Family with an amazed loathing too deep for

words。



Technically; that high; level stretch of land bounding Flying U

coulee on the south was open range。 It belonged to the

government。 The soil was not fertile enough even for the most

optimistic of 〃dry land〃 farmers to locate upon it; and this was

before the dry…land farming craze had swept the country;

gathering in all public land as claims。 J。 G。 Whitmore had

contented himself with acquiring title to the whole of the Flying

U coulee; secure in his belief that the old order of things would

not change; in his life…time; at least; and that the unwritten

law of the range land; which leaves the vicinity of a ranch to

the use of the ranch owner; would never be repealed by new

customs imposed by a new class of people。



Legally; there was no trespassing of the Dots; beyond the two or

three hundred which had made their way through the fence。

Morally; however; and by right of custom; their offense would not

be much greater if they came on down the hill and invaded the Old

Man's pet meadows; just beyond the 〃little pasture。〃



Ladies may read this story; so I am not going to pretend to

repeat the things they said; once they were released from dumb

amazement。 I should be compelled to improvise and substitute

which would remove much of the flavor。 Let bare facts suffice; at

present。



They saddled in haste; and in haste they rode to the scene。 This;

they were convinced; was the band herded by the bug…killer and

the man from Wyoming; and the nerve of those two almost excited

the admiration of the Happy Family。 It did not; however; deter

them from their purpose。



Weary; to look at him; was no longer in the mood to preach

patience and a turning of the other cheek。 He also made that

change of heart manifest in his speech when Pink; his eyes almost

black; rode up close and gritted at him:



〃Well; what's the orders now? Want me to go back and get the wire

nippers so we can let them poor little sheep down into the

meadow? Maybe we better ask the herders down to have some of

Patsy's grub; too; I don't believe they had time to cook much

breakfast。 And it wouldn't be a bad idea to haze our own stuff

clear off the range。 I'm afraid Dunk's sheep are going to fare

kinda slim; if we go on letting our cattle eat all the good

grass!〃 Pink did not often indulge in such lengthy sarcasm;

especially toward his beloved Weary; but his exasperation toward

Weary's mild tactics had been growing apace。



Weary's reply; I fear; will have to be omitted。 It was terribly

unrefined。



〃I want you boys to spread out; around the whole bunch;〃 was his

first printable utterance; 〃and haze these sheep just as far

south as they can get without taking to the river。 Don't get all

het up chasing 'em yourselfmake the men (Weary did not call

them men; he called them something very naughty) that's paid for

it do the driving。〃



〃And; if they don't go;〃 drawled the smooth voice of the Native

Son; 〃what shall we do; amigo? Slap them on the wrist?〃



Weary twisted in the saddle and sent him a baleful glance; which

was not at all like Weary the sunny…hearted。



〃If you can't figure that out for yourself;〃 he snapped; 〃you had

better go back and wipe the dishes for Patsy; and; when that's

done; you can pull the weeds out of his radishes。 Maybe he'll

give you a nickel to buy candy with; if you do it good。〃 Before

he faced to the front again his harsh glance swept the faces of

his companions。



They were grinning; every man of them; and he knew why。 To see

him lose his temper was something of an event with the Happy

Family; who used sometimes to fix the date of an incident by

saying; 〃It was right after that time Weary got mad; a year ago

last fall;〃 or something of the sort。 He grinned himself;

shamefacedly; and told them that they were a bunch of no…account

cusses; anyway; and he'd just about as soon herd sheep himself as

to have to run with such an outfit; which swept his anger from

him and left him his usual self; with but the addition of a

purpose from which nothing could stay him。 He was going to settle

the sheep question; and he was going to settle it that day。



Only one injunction did he lay upon the Happy Family。 〃You

fellows don't want to get excited and go to shooting;〃 he warned;

while they were still out of hearing of the herders。 〃We don't

want Dunk to get anything like that on us; savvy?〃



They 〃savvied;〃 and they told him so; each after his own

individual manner。



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