Boy Scouts on the Open Plains; Or, The Round-Up Not OrderedRalphson, G. Harvey (George Harvey)
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Boy Scouts on the Open Plains; Or, The Round-Up Not Ordered
Ralphson, G. Harvey (George Harvey)
Boy Scouts of America -- Juvenile fiction; Ranches -- Juvenile fiction; West (U.S.) -- Juvenile fiction
And yet, strange as it might seem, a tiny glow of hope struggled up in
Ned's heart; just as though the coming of those two helpless ones might
be the straw that was meant to swing the balance again in their favor,
he knew not how!
CHAPTER XXII.
THE REAL BOSS--CONCLUSION.
Ned saw Amos, who was leading a couple of burros loaded with stuff
apparently from the cabin on the creek, stop and stare at them. Then he
dropped the ropes by which he was leading the pack animals, and
clutching his mother's dress pointed excitedly toward the spot where
the drama was being conducted.
Just what he may have said Ned did not know, but to his astonishment
both Amos and his "maw" started toward them, almost running in their
eagerness to get there.
Some one among the rustlers must have seen them coming, for Ned
discovered that broad smiles were spreading over the faces of the men
nearest him, and he wondered why this should be.
He knew very soon.
Hy Adams was bustling around and roaring as was his wont, because he
saw the boys ceasing their efforts to disrobe, as he had ordered.
"I done tole yuh what yuh'd git 'less yuh hurried, and take that!" he
shouted at the top of his terrible voice, as he aimed a vicious cut at
the nearest scout, who happened to be Jimmy.
The quirt struck him squarely across his shoulders, and as there was
only a thin garment to protect the skin, Jimmy gave utterance to an
involuntary yell, though there may have possibly been more of anger in
the outcry than distress.
Then something unexpected happened. That stinging quirt was snatched
from the uplifted hand of the bully, and, as he whirled to see who
dared interfere with his pleasure, he seemed rooted to the spot to
discover the blazing face of a wiry little woman thrust close up to his.
"What's all this mean, Hy Adams, you big hulking coward!" she shrilled
in tones that could be heard all over the camp; "here you darin' to
whip the brave boys that saved our Amos from bein' drawed down in a
quicksand! I told 'em when they stopped in to see me that I'd do
anything I could to pay 'em back, and seems like the time has come
sooner'n we thought it would. Jest drap them whips--all of ye! There
ain't agoin' to be any fun like that to-night, you hear me, Hy Adams?
Tell the pack to clear out. Hurry up now, and do what I say, or I'll
humble you afore the hull crowd!"
There never was such a complete change in a man as had come over the
giant. In that apparently meek little woman he knew of old that he had
his boss. Ned understood now plainly enough what Amos meant every time
he mentioned his step-father as being such a bully that men jumped to
do his bidding; and, on each occasion, wound up with a few mysterious
words that, at the time, had piqued his, Ned's, curiosity very much.
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