The Quest of the Four: A Story of the Comanches and Buena VistaAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
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The Quest of the Four: A Story of the Comanches and Buena Vista
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
Comanche Indians -- Fiction; Western stories
"Nobody goes there unless he has a very good reason for going. Iss it
not so? No harm iss done where none iss meant," said Arenberg, in a
tone half of apology and half of inquiry.
Middleton laughed and took another puff at his cigarrito.
"Certainly no harm has been done," he replied. "You are right, also, in
saying that no one goes into the West unless he has an excellent reason.
I have such a reason. I want to look for something there."
Phil and the German exchanged glances. They, too, wished to look for
something there. So! Here was a third man seeking to embark upon the
great journey. But it was no business of theirs what he sought, however
curious they might feel about it. Phil took another look at Middleton.
Surely his was a good face, a face to inspire trust and courage.
"We wish to go across Texas and New Mexico, also," he said, "but we’ve
been delaying until we could form a party."
"You’ve two at least," said Middleton, "and you now have the chance to
make it three. Why not do so?"
"We will," said Arenberg. "It iss a case where three are company, and
two are not so much. Our firm is now Middleton, Bedford, Arenberg &
Co."
"Do not put me first," said Middleton. "We must all be on exactly the
same plane. But I hope, friends, that you trust me as much as I trust
you. I think I know truth and honesty when I see them."
"We do!" said Phil and Arenberg together and emphatically.
The three shook hands, and that single act bound them into a solemn
compact to stand by one another through all things. They did not waste
words. Then the three went into the town, walking about among the inns
and on the levee to hear the gossip of New Orleans, and to learn what
chance there was of a large party going into the West. On the way
Middleton told them of some things that he had learned. He was not
sure, but a large wagon train might start soon for Santa Fé, in the far
Mexican land of New Mexico. It was to be a trading expedition, carrying
much cloth, metal goods, and other articles of value to this, the
greatest of Mexico’s outlying posts.
"It will be a numerous train," said Middleton, "perhaps too numerous, as
it may arouse the suspicion of the Mexicans. The relations of the
States and Mexico are none too good. There is trouble over Texas, and
who can tell what will happen a thousand miles in the depths of the
wilderness?"
"Nobody," said Arenberg. "Who should know better than I?"
He spoke with such sudden emphasis that Middleton opened his mouth as if
he would ask a question, but changed his mind and was silent.
"Then it is your opinion, Mr. Middleton," said Phil, "that we should
join this train?"
"If nothing better offers. All such expeditions are loosely organized.
If we should wish to leave it we can do so."
"It iss well to keep it in mind," said Arenberg. "No harm can be done
where none iss meant."
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