Cowmen and Rustlers

Cowmen and Rustlers

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Title: Cowmen and Rustlers
Author: Edward S. Ellis
Release Date: February 27, 2004 [eBook #11337]
Language: English
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COWMEN AND RUSTLERS
A Story of the Wyoming Cattle Ranges
BY
EDWARD S. ELLIS
AUTHOR OF "LOG CABIN SERIES," "BOONE AND KENTON
SERIES," ETC.
WITH FOUR FULL-PAGE ILLUSTRATIONS BY W.M. CARY
MCMIV

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER

I. A MERRY GROUP
II. A WARNING FROM THE WOODS
III. THE FLIGHT OVER THE ICE
IV. THE REPORT OF GUNS
V. LOOKING SOUTHWARD
VI. COWMEN AND RUSTLERS
VII. THE WARNING
VIII. GOOD-BY
IX. A SUMMONS AND A REPLY
X. A HOT PURSUIT
XI. A STRANGE DIVERSION
XII. THE BACK TRAIL
XIII. A CONSULTATION
XIV. UNWELCOME CALLERS
XV. THE "DOG INDIANS"
XVI. AN UNPLEASANT VISIT
XVII. A DELICATE SITUATION
XVIII. A MISCALCULATION
XIX. THE BURNED RANCH
XX. THE TRUCE

XXI. A MESSENGER IN HASTE
XXII. IMPORTANT TIDINGS
XXIII. AT BAY
XXIV. THE PRIMITIVE FORT
XXV. THE FLAG or TRUCE
XXVI. THE UNDERGROUND MISSIVE
XXVII. ON PAROLE
XXVIII. THE FINAL SUMMONS
XXIX. A STRANGE OCCURRENCE
XXX. THE MISSING ONE
XXXI. WHY IT WAS DONE
XXXII. THE HOSTAGE
XXXIII. THE PRISONER
XXXIV. OUT IN THE NIGHT
XXXV. CONCLUSION

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
"FIRED TWO MORE BARRELS"
"COMING STRAIGHT TOWARD HIM"
"A MASS OF BLAZING EMBERS"
"CHALLENGED ON THE EDGE OF THE CAMP"

CHAPTER I.

A MERRY GROUP.
The Whitney household, in the western part of Maine, was filled with
sunshine, merriment and delight, on a certain winter evening a few
years ago.
There was the quiet, thoughtful mother, now past her prime, but with
many traces of the beauty and refinement that made her the belle of the
little country town until Hugh Whitney, the strong-bearded soldier,
who had entered the war as private and emerged therefrom with several
wounds and with the eagles of a colonel on his shoulder, carried her
away from all admirers and made her his bride.
Hugh had been absent a couple of weeks in Montana and Wyoming,
whither he was drawn by a yearning of many years' standing to engage
in the cattle business. He had received some tuition as a cowboy on the
Llano Estacada, and the taste there acquired of the free, wild life,
supplemented, doubtless, by his experience during the war, was held in
restraint for a time only by his marriage.
The absence of the father was the only element lacking to make the
household one of the happiest in that section of Maine; but the letter
just received from him was so cheerful and affectionate that it added to
the enjoyment of the family.
The two principal factors in this jollity were the twins and only children,
Fred and Jennie, seventeen on their last birthday, each the picture of
health, bounding spirits, love and devotion to their parents and to one
another. They had been the life of the sleighing-parties and social
gatherings, where the beauty of the budding Jennie attracted as much
admiration as did that of her mother a score of years before, but the girl
was too young to care for any of the ardent swains who were ready to
wrangle for the privilege of a smile or encouraging word. Like a good
and true daughter she had no secrets from her mother, and when that
excellent parent said, with a meaning smile, "Wait a few years, Jennie,"
the girl willingly promised to do as she wished in that as in every other
respect.

Fred was home for the Christmas holidays, and brought with him
Monteith Sterry, one year his senior. Sterry lived in Boston, where he
and Fred Whitney were classmates and warm friends. Young Whitney
had spent several Sundays with Sterry, and the latter finally accepted
the invitation to visit him at his home down in Maine.
These two young men, materially aided by Jennie, speedily turned the
house topsy-turvy. There was no resisting their overrunning spirits,
though now and then the mother ventured on a mild protest, but the
smile which always accompanied the gentle reproof betrayed the truth,
that she was as happy as they in their merriment, with which she would
not have interfered for the world.
That night the full, round moon shone from an unclouded sky, and the
air was crisp and clear. There was not much snow on the ground, and