Cowmen and Rustlers eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 196 pages of information about Cowmen and Rustlers.

Cowmen and Rustlers eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 196 pages of information about Cowmen and Rustlers.

Something in the appearance of the surroundings was familiar to Sterry, but he could not identify them.

Just then two of the rustlers fired their guns, and the pinge of one of the bullets was plainly heard.  Sterry looked around and saw Capt.  Asbury compress his lips and shake his head; he did not like the way things were going.  A crisis was at hand.

The top of the ridge being attained, all saw a large structure below, and not far off.

“Do you recognize it?” asked Hawkridge, with a smile.

“No—­why, yes; is it possible?”

“You ought to know it, for, if I am not mistaken, you are considerably interested in one member of the family.”

“I never supposed we were so near Fred Whitney’s home,” was the amazed comment of Sterry, who was in doubt whether, under the circumstances, he ought to be pleased or not.

“There’s where we’ll make a stand,” called out Capt.  Asbury, “and let the music begin.”

CHAPTER XXIV.

The primitive fort.

“Move a little lively, boys,” added the captain, spurring his horse to a faster gait; “there’ll be some shooting, and they’re closer than they ought to be.”

By a providential coincidence, the whole party of rustlers halted before ascending the ridge, which would give them a view of the building in which the stockmen were about to make a stand.  They probably saw the impossibility of overtaking the fugitives by a direct pursuit, and paused to decide upon some different course of action.

This was proven by what they did a few minutes later, for they separated into two divisions, one turning to the right and the other to the left.  They seemed to think that the course of their enemies must change soon, in which case there was a chance of heading them off and bringing them between two fires.  The rustlers were more familiar with the country than the stockmen, and, had the chase continued, it is likely it would have resulted as they expected.

But, strangely enough, these people forgot the Whitney home, upon which it may be said the horsemen stumbled the next moment.

Down the ridge rode the dozen or more, Hawkridge, Sterry and Capt.  Asbury at the head, with the others almost upon their heels.  In the brisk morning air the frightened Jennie Whitney hastened to the door and gazed wonderingly upon the party.

She recognized the handsome youth, who doffed his hat, a courtesy instantly imitated by Hawkridge, the captain, and then the rest of the men, as they halted in front of the door, where stood the pale and startled mother, at a loss to understand the meaning of the strange sight.

“Good-morning!” called Sterry.  “Where’s Fred?”

“He’s on the range with the men, looking after the cattle.”

“And are you and your mother alone?”

“We are the only ones in the house.  What is the meaning of all this?” she asked, looking with astonishment at the horsemen.

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