Emerson's Wife and Other Western StoriesKelly, Florence Finch
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Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories
Kelly, Florence Finch
Western stories
Then an idea occurred to her and she smiled and said to herself that it
was impossible. But it seemed such a good idea, and it pleased her so
much, that she kept on thinking about it. Presently she assured
herself that her husband was still sleeping quietly; then she put on
some clothes, and, laughing softly, went out on the _portal_.
The man who had been the leader in the affair that night, and whom Mrs.
Coolidge had recognized, was awakened early the next morning by the
sound of voices in front of his house. It was barely dawn, but already
a little group of Mexicans were staring at his door and talking with
much excitement. Wondering what it could mean he hastily dressed
himself and went out. As he opened the front door he ran into the body
of the man, swinging above his own threshold, which he had left a few
hours before hanging at the Governor's window.
"My jaw dropped and I shut the door mighty quick, when I saw that," he
told me, with a reminiscent, amused chuckle at himself. "I knew in a
second that the Governor was onto us, that he must have seen us in
front of his window, and that it was up to me to do some lively pullin'
of freight. As a matter of fact, I had n't had anything to do with the
lynching. That had been done by some cowboys who were in town the day
before, and the fellow they 'd done for was an ornery cuss of a
half-breed Mexican, who was a whole lot better off dead than alive,
anyway. He tried to play some low-down game on 'em at poker, and they
just strung him up and rode off. Some of our fellows heard about it,
and three or four of us decided it would be a good thing to let
Coolidge know what our sentiments were.
"We were in dead earnest, and we meant to get his political scalp and
drive him out of the Territory with his tail between his hind legs,
before he knew what had happened to him. I won't say," and the man
grinned and his eyes twinkled, "I was n't expecting to be appointed
Governor myself afterwards. Anyway, I did n't care to be roped into a
trial for murder just then. It would have interfered with my plans.
And if the Governor had seen us apparently lynching a man right under
his eyes, he could cinch us if he wanted to.
"I called the Mexicans up to the door, told them I didn't know how the
body got there (I didn't, either), but it must have been put there by
some of my enemies. Then I gave them money to take charge of it, say
the dead man was a friend of theirs, and do the proper thing. So the
poor cuss was in luck by the affair after all, for he got a mass said
over him. Then I sent word to my friends who 'd been with me, and we
all just quietly skipped, on the minute. At sun-up that morning there
was n't one of us in town. I had urgent business in Texas for the next
week.
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