The White Chief: A Legend of Northern MexicoReid, Mayne
History
The White Chief: A Legend of Northern Mexico
Reid, Mayne
Southwest, New -- History -- Fiction
Carlos had no such intention. On the contrary, he placed the pieces
several feet from the fire, arranging them in such a manner as to
imitate, as nearly as possible, the form and dimensions of a human body.
Two cylindrical pieces served for the thighs, and two more for the
arms, and these were laid in the attitude that would naturally be
adopted by a person in repose or asleep. The superior shoulder was
represented by the "elbow" of the plant; and when the whole structure
was covered over with the ample "manga" of the cibolero, it assumed a
striking resemblance to the body of a man lying upon his side!
The head, lower limbs, and feet, were yet wanting to complete the
design--for it _was_ a design. These were soon supplied. A round clew
of grass was formed; and this, placed at a small distance from the
shoulders by means of a scarf and the cibolero's hat, was made to look
like the thing for which it was intended--a human head. The hat was
slouched over the ball of grass so as nearly to conceal it, and seemed
as if so placed to keep the dew or the musquitos from the face of the
sleeper!
The lower limbs and feet only remained to be counterfeited. With these
considerable pains had to be taken, since, being nearest to the fire--
according to the way in which hunters habitually sleep--they would be
more exposed to observation than any other part.
All these points had been already considered by the cibolero; and,
therefore, without stopping for a moment he proceeded to finish his
work. His leathern "botas" were pulled off, and adjusted at a slight
angle to the thighs of pitahaya, and in such a way that the rim of the
ample cloak came down over their tops. The huge spurs were allowed to
remain on the boots, and could be seen from a distance gleaming in the
blaze of the fire.
A few more touches and the counterfeit was complete.
He that had made it now stepped back to the edge of the glade, and,
passing around, examined it from different points. He appeared
satisfied. Indeed, no one would have taken the figure for anything but
that of a sleeping traveller who had lain down without taking off his
spurs.
Carlos now returned to the fire, and uttering a low signal brought the
horse up to his hand. He led the animal some paces out, and tightened
the bridle-rein by knotting it over the horn of the saddle. This the
well-trained steed knew to be a command for him to give over browsing,
and stand still in that same place until released by the hand of his
master, or by a well-known signal he had been taught to obey. The lazo
fastened to the bit-ring was next uncoiled. One end of the rope was
carried to the prostrate figure, and placed under the edge of the manga,
as though the sleeper held it in his hand!
Once more the cibolero passed round the circumference of the glade, and
surveyed the grouping in the centre. Again he appeared satisfied; and,
re-entering the thicket, he brought out a fresh armful of dry wood and
flung it on the fire.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account