Wild Bills Last Trail | Page 7

the better for our horses. Are we likely to meet Indians on the route?"
"None that will hurt me--or you, when you're in my company. The Sioux know me and will do me no harm."
"That is good. The Indians were my only dread."
"I've a favor to ask."
"It is granted before you ask it--what is it?"
"I want to break your horse to the saddle before you try it. You are not so used to the saddle, I reckon, as I am. I will take a ride at sunset, and bring him around here for you to look at."
"That is right. I am only thankful to have you ride him first, though you may find me a better rider than you think!"
"Perhaps. But he looks wild, and I like to tame wild uns. I'll have him here between sundown and dark."
"All right. I told you I'd see to getting arms. I had these revolvers, and cartridges for them, but I want a light repeating rifle. Get me a good one, with as much ammunition as you think I'll need!"
"All right. I'll get a now model Winchester. They rattle out lead faster than any other tool I ever carried."
The Texan now left. He had not spoken of Wild Bill's desire to possess that horse, because he had an idea that Mr. Willie Pond would weaken, and give up the horse, rather than risk bloodshed for its possession. And perhaps he had another idea--a mysterious one, which we do not care to expose at this stage of the story.
This young Texan hastened from the German restaurant to a small, neat house in the outskirts of the town. Knocking in a very peculiar manner, he was admitted at once by a tall and strikingly beautiful young woman, whom he addressed as if well acquainted with her.
"I'm here, Addie, and I've seen him."
"You found him all right, when you told him who sent you, did you not?" asked the lady, leading the way to a sitting-room in the rear of the cottage.
"Yes, ready to do anything for one you recommend."
"Poor Bill! A braver man and a truer friend never lived. He loves me, and I fear it will be his ruin, for he will too often come within the reach of those who would destroy him, if they only knew where and how to reach him. Persecution and cruelty placed him on the bloody path he has had to follow, and now--now he is an outlaw, beyond all chance for mercy, should he ever be taken."
"He never will be taken, guarded as he is."
"You saw his guards, then?"
"Yes, forty or fifty of them, and I would rather have them as friends than foes. He wants you to ride out with me to meet him when I go next with some information that he needs."
"When will that be?" asked the lady.
"In the early morning, or perhaps to-night, if nothing happens to me between now and sunset to make it unnecessary!"
"Between now and sunset? That is within two hours. Do you anticipate any danger?"
"Not much. I have a little task before me. I have a horse to break, and a man known as Will Bill to tame."
"Wild Bill!--the dead-shot, the desperado, who has killed at least one man for every year of his life?"
"Yes, the same. But ask me no more questions now. After I have tamed him I will report--or, if he has settled me, there will be no need of it."
"Do not run this risk."
"It must be done. He has, in a manner, defied me, and I accept his defiance!"
"Surely he does not know---"
"No, he knows nothing of what you would say if I did not interrupt you. Nor do I intend he shall at present. It is enough that you know it, and will care for both my body and my good name, should I fail."
"You know I will. But you must not fall."
"I do not intend to. I think I can crush him by a look and a word. I shall try, at least. If all goes well, I will be here by eight to-night to arrange for our visit."
"I hope you will come, and safely."
"I will, Addie. Until the cup of vengeance is full. Heaven will surely spare me. But I must go. I have no time to spare."
The young Texan glanced at the chambers of a handsome six-shooter which he carried, to see if it was ready for use, replaced it in his belt, and then, with a cheerful smile, left the room and house.
Hastening to the stable, he selected a saddle, lengthened the stirrups to suit himself, took a stout bridle from among a lot hanging in the store-room, and accompanied by the stable-keeper, approached the newly purchased Black Hawk horse.
"I may as well have him ready," he said; "for if Wild