Part 15 (1/2)
”He'd got away just two days when it come up a terrible snow-storm. I tell ye it wur enough to freeze the hair off yer head. The folks got anxious about him, but they wur all afeard to go out in the storm.
”Bill ses to them, 'I'm goin' to find him;' but they ses, 'It's no use, ye'll get lost yerself.'
”Wall, without tellin' anybody, he started off one morning, an' it wur cold; but he never heeded that. He ses, 'I'm goin' to find him, dead or alive.' Ah, my Bill wus a brave fellow, an' as kind-hearted a fellow as ever lived.
”Two or three days went by, an' the storm kep' up, but Bill didn't turn up. The men in the Fort got anxious about him, an' so one night they talked together an' they agreed to wait another day, an' if he didn't turn up they'd send a party after him.
”It wur gettin' dark the next night when the men in the Fort see two ridin' on one horse, one in front o' the other, comin' over the prairie.
”They got out gla.s.ses an' made out that the one in front wus an Indian boy. He wus ridin' fast, an' the man behind him was m.u.f.fled up an' had a cloth over his eyes.
”The men in the village went out to meet them, an' as they rode up they saw it wus Bill. He was snow-blind, an' his hands and feet wur frozen.
He couldn't speak.
”The Indian boy told the men that as he wus comin' in from the Indian camp, he saw him ridin' slowly an' his reins wus thrown loose on his horse's neck, an' he wus trustin' to him to get to the Fort.
”The men in the Fort nursed him, but they thought he wouldn't get better.
”After lyin' still fur several hours, he ses, 'Is he gettin' better?'
”One o' the men sittin' beside his bed ses, 'Yes, ye're gettin' better.'
”Bill shook his head, but didn't say any thin'. After a while he cried out, 'I saved him. Is he gettin' better?'
”'Yes, yes, ye're gettin' better,' said another of the men.
”But a few minutes after Bill spoke again: 'The letter, the letter; read the letter!'
”'He is delerious, poor feller.'
”'Mebbe he had a letter from somebody,' spoke up one o' the men, an'
they searched his pockets, an' sure 'nuff, found a small piece o'
paper. It had some writin' on it with a pencil; something like this: 'Send some medicine as quick as ye can to save Jack's life. I left him at old Kootenay Brown's ranch. He wus nearly frozen to death when I found him.'
”The men got an Indian boy, and sent him off with medicine an' a supply o' provisions to Kootenay Brown's.
”After Bill got a little better, he told the men where he had found Jack. He had an idea of the trail he would take, and after he'd crossed St. Mary's River, the storm wus so bad that his horse wouldn't face it, so to save himself he struck toward the mountains. Wall, as he kep' travelling the storm quieted down an', wud ye believe, right ahead o' him he saw a man walkin' round an' round in a circle leadin'
his horse. The snow wur deep, but he went as fast as his horse would go, an' when he reached the place he saw it wus Jack.
”Both Jack an' the horse wur snow-blind, an' they wur wanderin' round on the prairie, lost. They couldn't get away from the spot.”
[Ill.u.s.tration: SNOW-BLIND AND LOST ON THE PRAIRIE.]
”Bill's horse whinnied, an' the other stopped an' then answered. The poor thing wus glad o' company. Bill spoke to Jack, but the poor fellow didn't know him. He wus out o' his mind. Bill got him on his horse, and rode on to Kootenay Brown's ranch, where they rubbed poor Jack an' put him to bed. He wus badly frozen an' they feared he wouldn't get better.
”Bill stayed fur a day an' then started fur home to get help. It wus stormin' an' he thought he might get lef', so he wrote the letter afore he started out so that Jack might have his medicine.
”It wus a long time afore Jack wus well an' come back to the Fort, an'
my Bill lay four weeks in his bed; then he crawled round fur awhile, but he never got over his ride.
”Whenever anybody said anythin' to him, he would say, 'Never mind, it's all right: Jack got better.'
”All that winter an' the next summer he kep' about the Fort, coughin'