California -- Fiction; Outlaws -- Fiction; Revenge -- Fiction
“God ‘lmighty,” exclaimed Buck, “old Pierre used to sit around in this
here store day after day, smokin’ an old foreign-lookin’ pipe, and
hardly speakin’ a word. He used to pretend he knew no English. We never
once suspected that he was one of Don Manuel’s bunch—always thought
of him as an old sheepherder, a bit off his nut, who had saved a few
dollars and was takin’ things easy. And hell, all the time he was the
White Wolf’s look-out man, makin’ note of everything and passin’ the
word o’ warnin’ when there was talk of the sheriff gettin’ busy.”
“I’ll allow Pierre Luzon fooled me proper,” concurred Tom Baker.
“However, he got what was cornin’ to him all right, a life sentence,
though he ought to have been hanged. Well, perhaps it is only the White
Wolf and Pierre Luzon who now know the cave where Joaquin Murietta
cached his treasure.”
“And Guadalupe perhaps as well,” remarked Buck Ashley.
“Yes, perhaps Guadalupe also,” assented the sheriff. “But the White Wolf
keeps guard over her.”
“That’s the real White Wolf this time,” laughed
Dick Willoughby, with a nod toward the young lieutenant, who had been
listening intently to the tale of weird romance.
“The real White Wolf?” replied Munson, enquiringly. “You’ve got me all
tangled up. What do you mean?”
“Don’t you know how Don Manuel came by his name of the White Wolf?”
asked the sheriff.
“No, all this folk lore is new to me.”
“Why, gosh all hemlock! He is named because of a darn big white wolf
that has been seen at different times in this here country for a hundred
years.”
“Wolves don’t live so long,” protested the lieutenant incredulously.
“Well, this one does,” retorted Tom, curtly. “Leastwise he’s been seen
from time to time since ever I can remember. In the old days they named
the White Wolf Rancho after this monster animal. It has a charmed life.
No one can kill this big fellow, altho’ lots of shots have been fired
at him. And the same was true of Don Manuel de Valencia. He escaped so
often that folks believed his life a charmed one. And so they called him
the White Wolf.”
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