lin mclean-第3章
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across the many little running channels which lead water through that
thirsty soil； and though the range of mountains came no nearer； behind
them the post； with its white； flat buildings and green trees； dwindled
to a toy village。
〃My！ but it's far to everywheres here；〃 exclaimed Sabina； 〃and it's
little you're sayin' for yourself to…day； Mr。 McLean。 I'll have to do the
talking。 What's that thing now； where the rocks are？〃
〃That's Little Wind River Canyon；〃 said the young man。 〃Feel like goin'
there； Miss Stone？〃
〃Why； yes。 It looks real nice and shady like； don't it？ Let's。〃
So Miss Stone turned her pony in that direction。
〃When do your folks eat supper？〃 inquired Lin。
〃Half…past six。 Oh； we've lots of time！ Come on。〃
〃How many miles per hour do you figure that cayuse of yourn can travel？〃
Lin asked。
〃What are you a…talking about； anyway？ You're that strange to…day；〃 said
the lady。
〃Only if we try to make that canyon； I guess you'll be late settin' the
colonel's table；〃 Lin remarked； his hazel eyes smiling upon her。 〃That
is； if your horse ain't good for twenty miles an hour。 Mine ain't； I
know。 But I'll do my best to stay with yu'。〃
〃You're the teasingest man〃 said Miss Stone； pouting。 〃I might have
knowed it was ever so much further nor it looked。〃
〃Well； I ain't sayin' I don't want to go； if yu' was desirous of campin'
out to…night。〃
〃Mr。 McLean！ Indeed； and I'd do no such thing！〃 and Sabina giggled。
A sage…hen rose under their horses' feet； and hurtled away heavily over
the next rise of ground； taking a final wide sail out of sight。
〃Something like them partridges used to；〃 said Lin； musingly。
〃Partridges？〃 inquired Sabina。
〃Used to be in the woods between Lynn and Salem。 Maybe the woods are gone
by this time。 Yes； they must be gone； I guess。〃
Presently they dismounted and sought the stream bank。
〃We had music and dancing at Thanksgiving and such times；〃 said Lin； his
wiry length stretched on the grass beside the seated Sabina。 He was not
looking at her； but she took a pleasure in watching him； his curly head
and bronze face； against which the young mustache showed to its full
advantage。
〃I expect you used to dance a lot；〃 remarked Sabina； for a subject。
〃Yes。 Do yu' know the Portland Fancy？〃
Sabina did not； and her subject died away。
〃Did anybody ever tell you you had good eyes？〃 she inquired next。
〃Why； sure；〃 said Lin； waking for a moment； 〃but I like your color best。
A girl's eyes will mostly beat a man's。〃
〃Indeed； I don't think so！〃 exclaimed poor Sabina； too much expectant to
perceive the fatal note of routine with which her transient admirer
pronounced this gallantry。 He informed her that hers were like the sea；
and she told him she had not yet looked upon the sea。
〃Never？〃 said he。 〃It's a turruble pity you've never saw salt water。 It's
different from fresh。 All around home it's blueawful blue in July
around Swampscott and Marblehead and Nahant； and around the islands。 I've
swam there lots。 Then our home bruck up and we went to board in Boston。〃
He snapped off a flower in reach of his long arm。 Suddenly all dreaminess
left him。
〃I wonder if you'll be settin' the colonel's table when I come back？〃 he
said。
Miss Stone was at a loss。
〃I'm goin' East to…morrowEast； to Boston。〃
Yesterday he had told her that sixteen miles to Lander was the farthest
journey from the post that he intended to makethe farthest from the
post and her。
〃I hope nothing ain't happened to your folks？〃 said she。
〃I ain't got no folks；〃 replied Lin； 〃barring a brother。 I expect he is
taking good care of himself。〃
〃Don't you correspond？〃
〃Well； I guess he would if there was anything to say。 There ain't been
nothin'。〃
Sabina thought they must have quarrelled； but learned that they had not。
It was time for her now to return and set the colonel's table； so Lin
rose and went to bring her horse。 When he had put her in her saddle she
noticed him step to his own。
〃Why； I didn't know you were lame！〃 cried she。
〃Shucks！〃 said Lin。 〃It don't cramp my style any。〃 He had sprung on his
horse； ridden beside her； leaned and kissed her before she got any
measure of his activity。
〃That's how；〃 said he； and they took their homeward way galloping。 〃No；〃
Lin continued； 〃Frank and me never quarrelled。 I just thought I'd have a
look at this Western country。 Frank； he thought dry…goods was good enough
for him； and so we're both satisfied； I expect。 And that's a lot of years
now。 Whoop ye！〃 he suddenly sang out； and fired his six…shooter at a
jack…rabbit； who strung himself out flat and flew over the earth。
Both dismounted at the parade…ground gate； and he kissed her again when
she was not looking； upon which she very properly slapped him； and he
took the horses to the stable。 He sat down to tea at the hotel； and found
the meal consisted of black potatoes； gray tea； and a guttering dish of
fat pork。 But his appetite was good； and he remarked to himself that
inside the first hour he was in Boston he would have steamed Duxbury
clams。 Of Sabina he never thought again； and it is likely that she found
others to take his place。 Fort Washakie was one hundred and fifty miles
from the railway； and men there were many and girls were few。
The next morning the other passengers entered the stage with resignation；
knowing the thirty…six hours of evil that lay before them。 Lin climbed up
beside the driver。 He had a new trunk now。
〃Don't get full； Lin；〃 said the clerk； putting the mail…sacks in at the
store。
〃My plans ain't settled that far yet；〃 replied Mr。 McLean。
〃Leave it out of them；〃 said the voice of the bishop； laughing； inside
the stage。
It was a cool； fine air。 Gazing over the huge plain down in which lies
Fort Washakie； Lin heard the faint notes of the trumpet on the parade
ground； and took a good…bye look at all things。 He watched the American
flag grow small； saw the circle of steam rising away down by the hot
springs； looked at the bad lands beyond； chemically pink and rose amid
the vast； natural； quiet…colored plain。 Across the spreading distance
Indians trotted at wide spaces； generally two large bucks on one small
pony； or a squaw and pappoosea bundle of parti…colored rags。 Presiding
over the whole rose the mountains to the west； serene； lifting into the
clearest light。 Then once again came the now tiny music of the trumpet。
〃When do yu' figure on comin' back？〃 inquired the driver。
〃Oh； I'll just look around back there for a spell；〃 said Lin。 〃About a
month； I guess。〃
He had seven hundred dollars。 At Lander the horses are changed； and
during this operation Lin's friends gathered and said； where was any
sense in going to Boston when you could have a good time where you were？
But Lin remained sitting safe on the stage。 Toward evening； at the bottom
of a little dry gulch some eight feet deep； the horses decided it was a
suitable place to stay。 It was the bishop who persuaded them to change
their minds。 He told the driver to give up beating； and unharness。 Then
they were led up the bank； quivering； and a broken trace was spliced with
rope。 Then the stage was forced on to the level ground； the bishop
proving a strong man； familiar with the gear of vehicles。 They crossed
through the pass among the quaking asps and the pines； and； reaching
Pacific Springs； came down again into open country。 That afternoon the
stage put its passengers down on the railroad platform at Green River；
this was the route in those days before the mid…winter catastrophes of
frozen passengers led to its abandonment。 The bishop was going west。 His
robes had passed him on the up stage during the night。 When the reverend
gentleman heard this he was silent for a very short moment； and then
laughed vigorously in the baggage…room。
〃I can understand ho
