Johnny Nelson: How a one-time pupil of Hopalong Cassidy of the famous Bar-20 ranch in the Pecos Valley performed an act of knight-errantry and what came of itMulford, Clarence Edward
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Johnny Nelson: How a one-time pupil of Hopalong Cassidy of the famous Bar-20 ranch in the Pecos Valley performed an act of knight-errantry and what came of it
Mulford, Clarence Edward
Cowboys -- Fiction; Ranch life -- Fiction; Western stories
They responded, but the soberer heads began to feel uneasy. Dave looked
at Dailey, who exchanged glances with him; and at Johnny who, lounging
against the further wall near the card players, was missing nothing.
Johnny allowed a faint smile to show, and winked at the proprietor,
a knowing, significant wink. If it was meant to bring ease to Dave's
troubled mind, it failed utterly. Worse than that, it acted the other
way.
"D--n it!" thought Dave. "He's sober as a hoss an' cold as h--l" which
anomaly did not strike Dave's too-busy mind. "Is he aimin' to get Huff?
Is he nursin' last night's play? Here I was hopin' none of th' Double X
would ride in, an' Trouble was campin' under my fat nose all th' time!
H--l will shore pop at the first shot--they'll shoot him to pieces,
an' no tellin' who else!"
The card game died gradually and the players nearest the crowd shoved
their chairs back. Dave noticed it and shook his head imploringly,
trying by sheer will-power to force them back to the game. He failed,
and his fears looked to be justified. Big Tom, turning ponderously,
looked at them and then stared as their strange inactivity slowly
impressed itself on his befuddled mind.
"Go on an' play!" he roared. "I run th' Bar H--an' Bar H runs th'
country."
Dave leaped into the breach. "They can't. Dailey's got all th' money."
"Dailey's got--Ha! Ha! Ha!" roared Big Tom. "He's th' ol' fox. Goin'
to shake han's with th' ol' fox!" He weaved across the floor and shook
Dailey's hypocritical hand. "An' he's got Nelson's two pesos! Me an'
Nelson's goin' to play a two-hand game for th' limit--an' th' winner'll
tangle up with Dailey."
That plan did not suit Dave at all. He refilled a glass and slid it
across the bar. "Hey, Tom!" he called. "Hey, _Tom_!" As the foreman
turned clumsily and stared at him, Dave held up the glass. "I never
thought you was so stuck up as to ask th' boys to drink with you, an'
then throw 'em like that!"
"Who's stuck up?"
"Then why didn't you drink with 'em?" demanded Dave, severely.
Huff looked at him and lurched forward. "Beg boys' pardon. I'm with th'
boys. I allus drink with th' boys, an' I ain't stuck up!" He gulped
the liquor and, spreading his feet, leaned against the bar. "Th' Bar
H runs this country, an' _I_ run th' Bar H. I'll learn 'em, too!" He
threw off two of his men who tried to quiet him, fearing he would
say too much. "I'm all right," he assured them. "I'll learn 'em," he
continued. "There's that minx on th' SV. I'll learn her, too. I've been
layin' low; but I'll learn her. I'm not stuck up; but _she_ is. First
night I called she tried to sneak out an' leave me holdin' th' sack.
But I showed her who was runnin' this country. She's a wiry minx, but I
kissed----"
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