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Rancho Del Muerto and Other Stories of Adventure from «Outing» by Various Authors
Rancho Del Muerto / and Other Stories of Adventure from «Outing» by Various Authors
RANCHO DEL MUERTO, By Charles King, Capt. U. S. Army
FIRST PART
NO denying it – there was something uncanny about the place at the very first glance. The paymaster admitted that to himself as his ambulance slowly drove in, and his escort of half a dozen troopers came clattering after. It was his first visit to the spot, and he shrugged his broad shoulders and murmured a word of caution to the silent clerk who sat beside him:
“I want you to keep eyes and ears open here, Staines. We’ve got to make a night of it. You remember that this is where Sergeant Dinsmore was murdered, and I’ve heard nothing but bad accounts of the people for the last six months.”
Mr. Staines was apparently a man who wasted no words. Acquiescence with him may have been expressed by silence. At all events he made no reply.
“Were you ever at the ranch before, when you made the trips with Colonel Forte?” asked the paymaster.
“No, sir, it’s – all strange to me hereabouts.”
“How far are we from Canyon del Muerto now, sergeant?” asked the officer of the bearded trooper who rode close alongside.
“Sixteen miles, sir, on a bee line, but at least twenty by the road. We’re off the direct trail now. We could have got through the canyon and reached the camp before this if that mule hadn’t gone lame.”
“Major,” said Staines in a low tone, “I can get a saddle horse or mule here, no doubt. Had I not better ride right on? I can reach Captain Rawlins’ camp by 9 or 10 o’clock. He will be mighty anxious at your non-arrival.”
“I was thinking of sending one man ahead; I don’t like to let you go. It will wear you out for to-morrow’s work.”
“Indeed it won’t, sir; I’m feeling fresh enough, and the change from wagon to saddle will just suit me. I think I’d better go.” And there was an eager look in Staines’ clear-cut face.