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"Well, what do you think of the situation?"
Green looked at him surlily. "You belong here?"
"No, I'm just a visitor."
"Well, you better get out quick as G.o.d'll let ye."
"Why, what is going to happen?"
"Just this: we're goin' to have the man that killed Cole or we'll cut this whole tribe into strips. That's all," and they moved on, cursing afresh.
Parker fell back aghast, and watched them in silence as they saddled their horses and rode off. He then hurried to the office. Wilson, after going in to see his chief, came back to say: "The Major will see you in a moment. He's sending out his police."
A few moments afterwards six of the Indian policemen came filing out, looking tense and grave, and a couple of minutes later Curtis appeared.
"What is it, Parker?"
"What is going on, Captain? I am very anxious."
"You need not be. We've reached a compromise. Wait a moment and I will go over to the house with you."
When he reappeared, Lawson was with him. Nothing was said till they were well in the middle of the road. Then Curtis remarked, carelessly:
"You attended to that matter, Lawson?"
"Yes, Crane's Voice is ten miles on his way."
"There go two dangerous messengers," said Curtis, lifting his eyes to the hill-side, up which the sullen deputies were climbing.
Parker was importunate--he wished to understand the whole matter. Curtis became a little impatient. "I will explain presently," he replied, and nothing more was said till they entered the library, which was filled with the women of the agency. Jennie had rea.s.sured them as best she could, but they were eager to see the agent himself. Miss Colson, the kindergarten teacher, was disposed to rush into his arms.
Curtis smiled round upon them. "What's all this--a council of war?"
Miss Colson seized the dramatic moment. "Oh, Major, are we in danger?
Tell us what has happened."
"Nothing much has happened since dinner. I have persuaded the sheriff to discharge all his deputies except Calvin, and they are to remain over. I have sent for the head man to come in, and we are going to council to-night. The trouble is practically over, for the sheriff has given up the attempt to arrest Elk as a hostage. Now go back to your work, all of you. You should not have left your children," he added, rather sternly, to Miss Colson. "They need you now."
The women went out at once, and in a few minutes Curtis was alone with the members of his own little circle. "Now I have another story for you," he said, turning to Elsie. "While I am sure the worst of the sheriff's work is over, I realize that there are two hundred armed men over on the Willow, and that it is better to be on the safe side.
Therefore I have sent to Fort Lincoln for troops. Crane's Voice will reach there by sundown--the troops should arrive here by sunrise to-morrow. Meanwhile I will talk with Elk--"
"Suppose Elk don't come?" asked Jennie.
Curtis looked grave. "In that case I shall go to find him."
Elsie cried out, "You wouldn't do that?"
"Yes, it would be my duty--I have promised--but he will come. He trusts me. I have ordered him to bring all his people and camp as usual just above the agency store. Now, of course, no one can tell the precise outcome of all this, and if you, Miss Brisbane, and Mr. and Mrs. Parker, want to go down to the white settlement, I will send you at once. Mr.
Lawson will go with you, or I will ask the sheriff to take you--"
"The safest place on the reservation is right here!" said Lawson.
"Suppose the ranchers return--they will take control here, and use the agency as a base of supplies; the fighting will take place in the hills.
Besides, our going would excite the settlers uselessly, and put Captain Curtis deeper into trouble. I propose that we stay right here, and convince the employes and the Indians that we are not alarmed. I don't want to a.s.sume the responsibility of a panic, and our going this afternoon might precipitate one."
Curtis was profoundly grateful to Lawson for this firm statement. "I think you are right, Mr. Lawson," he said, formally. "You see my position clearly. I feel sure I can control the sheriff by peaceable means--and yet my responsibility to you weighs upon me." He looked at Elsie again. "I think you can trust me. Will you stay?"
"Of course we will stay," she replied, and Parker sank into his chair as if resigned to his fate.
Curtis went on: "I am not speaking to rea.s.sure myself. Perhaps I am too positive, but my experience as an officer in the army has given me a contempt for these six-shooter heroes. The thing I really fear is a panic among the settlers. Naturally, I am disinclined towards the notoriety I would gain in the press; but the troops will certainly be here to-morrow, and that will settle the turmoil. The sheriff is less of an embarra.s.sment, now that he has only Calvin as deputy."
"Send the sheriff over here--we'll entertain him by showing him the photograph alb.u.m," called Jennie. "We helped out this forenoon, and we can do it again."
"I don't think such heroic methods are necessary; an extra good dinner will do quite as well," replied Curtis, smiling. "I'm sorry, Mr. Parker, that your expedition for material is coming to this grewsome end."
Elsie interposed. "It is precisely what he wants; he will know from positive knowledge how a Tetong brave dresses for war. I have always claimed that no Indian ever wore that absurd war-bonnet."
Lawson added: "And _you_ will gain valuable information as to the character of white settlers and 'Indian outbreaks.'"
"I ought to telegraph papa."
"I have already done so," replied Lawson--"in antic.i.p.ation of the hullabaloo that will break forth in the papers of the State to-morrow."
"I shall wire the department a full statement to-night," said Curtis.
"But we must be careful what we say at this point."
"Isn't it a foolish thing not to have a telegraph line connecting the fort and the agency?" cried Jennie. "The troops could have been half-way here by this time."
"It's the same penny-wise and pound-foolish method by which the Indian service is run," responded Lawson.
"Here comes one of my scouts," said Curtis, as a young Tetong galloped up to the gate, threw himself from his reeking pony, and strode into the hall-way without knocking, his spurs clattering, his quirt dangling from his wrist. As he stood before his chief, delivering his message with shadowy silence and swiftness, Elsie thrilled with the dramatic significance of the scene. The stern, almost haughty face of the young man was in keeping with his duties.
Curtis dismissed the boy and translated his message. "He says the settlers below us have fled towards Pinon City, taking all their goods with them. White Wolf's band are all in camp except the young men, who are scouting for the chiefs to see what it all means. That mob of cowboys took delight, no doubt, in scattering consternation as they pa.s.sed. The settlers are in stampede."
"Wilson is coming across the street," said Jennie, "and has an Indian with him."
"Another scout," said Curtis. "Now I will let you know all that goes on, but I must ask you all, except Mr. Lawson, to leave me the library to transact this business in." As Elsie pa.s.sed him, she drew towards him with a little, shrinking movement which moved him deeply. It was as though she were clutched by a force greater than her will.
"It's like being at army headquarters," she said to Jennie.
"It is a little like a commander's tent in the field. I wish we dared to throw that old sheriff off the reservation. He has no right to be snooping round here."
Parker slumped deep in a big rocker, and Mrs. Parker sat beside him and put her hand on his arm.
"Don't worry about me, Jerome."
He looked up gloomily. "I got you into this, dearest, and I must get you out. If the soldiers come to-morrow I will ask for an escort to the fort, and then we can reach the railway and get out of the cursed country. I'd as soon live in a den of hyenas and rattlesnakes."
Elsie laughed. "Parker, you are too amusing. You are pathetic. When I think of you as you pranced about the camp-fire two days ago and look upon you now, my heart aches for you."