CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.

Two days did we remain in our shelter, to regain our strength and to

rest our horses. Thus deeply buried in the bosom of the earth, we were

safe from the devastating elements. On the second day we heard

tremendous claps of thunder; we knew that a storm was raging which would

quench the fire, but we cared little about what was going on above.

We had plenty to eat and to drink, our steeds were recovering fast, and,

in spite of the horrors we had just undergone, we were not a little

amused by the lamentations of the parson, who, recollecting the

destruction of his shirts, forgot his professional duty, and swore

against Texas and the Texians, against the prairies, the buffaloes, and

the fire: the last event had produced so deep an impression upon his

mind, that he preferred shivering all night by the banks of the torrent

to sleeping near our comfortable fire; and as to eating of the delicate

food before him, it was out of the question; he would suck it, but not

masticate nor swallow it; his stomach and his teeth refused to

accomplish their functions upon the abhorred meat; and he solemnly

declared that never again would he taste beef--cow or calf--tame or

wild--even if he were starving.

One of the lawyers, too, was loud in his complaints, for although born

in the States, he had in his veins no few drops of Irish blood, and

could not forget the sacrifice Gabriel had made of the whisky. "Such

stuff!" he would exclaim, "the best that ever came into this land of

abomination, to be thrown in the face of dirty buffaloes! the devil take

them! Eh! Monsheer Owato Wanisha,--queer outlandish name, by the

bye,--please to pass me another slice of the varmint (meaning the

buffalo-calf). Bless my soul, if I did not think, at one time, it was

after the liquor the brutes were running!"

Upon the morning of the third day, we resumed our journey, following the

stream down for a few miles, over thousands of dead animals, which the

now foaming torrent could not wash away. We struck the winding path

which the "estampedados" had taken; and as it had been worked by the

millions of fugitives into a gentle ascent, we found ourselves, long

before noon, once more upon the level of the prairie. What a spectacle

of gloom and death! As far as the eye could reach, the earth was naked

and blackened. Not a stem of grass, not a bush, had escaped the awful

conflagration; and thousands of half-burnt bodies of deer, buffaloes,

and mustangs covered the prairie in every direction.

The horizon before us was concealed by a high and rugged ridge of the

rolling prairie, towards which we proceeded but slowly, so completely

was the track made by the buffaloes choked by burnt bodies of all

descriptions of animals. At last we reached the summit of the swell,

and perceived that we were upon one of the head branches of the Trinity

River, forming a kind of oblong lake, a mile broad, but exceedingly

shallow; the bottom was of a hard white sandy formation, and as we

crossed this beautiful sheet of clear water, the bottom appeared to be

studded with grains of gold and crystals.

This brought round the characteristic elasticity of temper belonging to

the Americans, and caused the doctor to give way to his mental

speculations:--He would not go to Edinburgh; it was nonsense; here was a

fortune made. He would form a company in New York, capital one million

of dollars--the Gold, Emerald, Topaz, Sapphire, and Amethyst

Association, in ten thousand shares, one hundred dollars a-piece. In

five years he would be the richest man in the world; he would build ten

cities on the Mississippi, and would give powder and lead to the

Comanches for nothing, so that they could at once clear the world of

Texians and buffaloes. He had scarcely finished, when we reached the

other side of the lake; there we had to pass over a narrow ridge,

covered with green bushes, but now torn and trampled down; the herds had

passed over there, and the fire had been extinguished by the waters of

this "fairy lake," for so we had baptised it. Half an hour more brought

us clear out from the cover, and a most strange and unusual sight was

presented to our eyes.

On a rich and beautiful prairie, green and red, the wild clover and the

roses, and occasionally a plum-tree, varying the hues, were lying

prostrate, as far as the eye could reach, hundreds of thousands of

animals of all species, some quietly licking their tired limbs, and

others extending their necks, without rising, to graze upon the soft

grass around them. The sight was beautiful above all description, and

recalled to mind the engravings of the creation affixed to the old

Bibles. Wolves and panthers were lying but a few paces from a small

flock of antelopes; buffaloes, bears, and horses were mixed together,

every one of them incapable of moving from the spot on which they had

dropped from exhaustion and fatigue.

We passed a large jaguar, glaring fiercely at a calf ten feet from him;

on seeing us, he attempted to rise, but, utterly helpless, he bent his

body so as to form a circle, concealing his head upon his breast under

his huge paws, and uttered a low growl, half menacing, half plaintive.

Had we had powder to waste, we would certainly have rid the gramnivorous

from many of their carnivorous neighbours, but we were now entering a

tract of country celebrated for the depredations of the Texians and

Buggles free bands, and every charge of powder thrown away was a chance

the less, in case of a fight.

As by this time our horses were in want of rest, we took off their

saddles, and the poor things feasted better than they had done for a

long while. As for us, we had fortunately still a good supply of the

cold calf, for we felt a repugnance to cut the throats of any of the

poor broken-down creatures before us. Close to us there was a fine

noble stag, for which I immediately took a fancy. He was so worn out

that he could not even move a few inches to get at the grass, and his

dried, parched tongue shewed plainly how much he suffered from the want

of water. I pulled up two or three handfuls of clover, which I

presented to him, but though he tried to swallow it, he could not.

As there was a water-hole some twenty yards off, I took the doctor's fur

cap, and filling it with water, returned to the stag. What an

expressive glance! What beautiful eyes! I sprinkled at first some

drops upon his tongue, and then, putting the water under his nose, he

soon drained it up. My companions became so much interested with the

sufferings of the poor animals, that they took as many of the young

fawns as they could, carrying them to the edge of the water-hole, that

they might regain their strength and fly away before the wolves could

attack them.

Upon my presenting a second capful of water to the stag, the grateful

animal licked my hands, and, after having drunk, tried to rise to follow

me, but its strength failing, its glances followed me as I was walking

to and fro; they spoke volumes; I could understand their meaning. I

hate to hear of the superiority of man! Man is ungrateful as a viper,

while a horse, a dog, and many others of the "soulless brutes," will

never forget a kindness.

I wondered what had become of our three lawyers, who had wandered away

without their rifles, and had been more than two hours absent. I was

about to propose a search after them when they arrived, with their

knives and tomahawks, and their clothes all smeared with blood. They

had gone upon a cruise against the wolves, and had killed the brutes

until they were tired and had no more strength to use their arms.

The reader, comfortably seated in his elbow-chair, cannot comprehend the

hatred which a prairie traveller nourishes against the wolves. As soon

as we found out what these three champions of the wilderness had been

about, we resolved to encamp there for the night, that we might destroy

as many as we could of these prairie sharks. Broken-down as they were,

there was no danger attending the expedition, and, tightening on our

belts, and securing our pistols, in case of an attack from a recovering

panther, we started upon our butchering expedition. On our way we met

with some fierce-looking jaguars, which we did not think prudent to

attack, so we let them alone, and soon found occupation enough for our

knives and tomahawks among a close-packed herd of wolves.

How many of these detested brutes we killed I cannot say, but we did not

leave off until our hands had become powerless from exhaustion, and our

tomahawks were so blunted as to be rendered of no use. When we left the

scene of massacre, we had to pass over a pool of blood ankle-deep, and

such was the bowling of those who were not quite dead, that the deer and

elk were in every direction struggling to rise and fly [see note 1]. We

had been employed more than four hours in our work of destruction, when

we returned to the camp, tired and hungry. Roche had kicked up a

bear-cub, which the doctor skinned and cooked for us while we were

taking our round to see how our proteges were going on. All those that

had been brought up to the water-hole were so far recovered that they

were grazing about, and bounded away as soon as we attempted to near

them. My stag was grazing also, but he allowed me to caress him, just

as if we had been old friends, and he never left the place until the

next morning, when we ourselves started.

The doctor called us for our evening meal, to which we did honour, for,

in addition to his wonderful culinary talents, he knew some plants,

common in the prairies, which can impart even to a bear's chop a most

savoury and aromatic flavour. He was in high glee, as we praised his

skill, and so excited did he become, that he gave up his proposal of the

"Gold, Emerald, Topaz, Sapphire, and Amethyst Association, in ten

thousand shares," and vowed he would cast away his lancet and turn cook

in the service of some bon vivant, or go to feed the padres of a Mexican

convent, he boasted that he could cook the toughest old woman, so as to

make the flesh appear as white, soft, and sweet as that of a spring

chicken; but upon my proposing to send him, as a cordon bleu, to the

Cayugas, in West Texas, or among the Club Indians of the Colorado of the

West, he changed his mind again, and formed new plans for the

regeneration of the natives of America.

After our supper, we rode our horses to the lake, to water and bathe

them, which duty being performed, we sought that repose which we were

doomed not to enjoy; for we had scarcely shut our eyes when a tremendous

shower fell upon us, and in a few minutes we were drenched to the skin.

The reader may recollect that, excepting Gabriel we had all of us left

our blankets on the spot where we had at first descried the prairie was

in flames, so that we were now shivering with cold, and, what was worse,

the violence of the rain was such, that we could not keep our fire

alive. It was an ugly night, to be sure; but the cool shower saved the

panting and thirsty animals, for whose sufferings we had felt so much.

All night we heard the deer and antelopes trotting and scampering

towards the lake; twice or thrice the distant roars of the panthers

shewed that these terrible animals were quitting our neighbourhood, and

the fierce growling of the contending wolves told us plainly that, if

they were not strong enough to run, they could at least crawl and prey

upon their own dead. It has been asserted that wolves do not prey upon

their own species, but it is a mistake, for I have often seen them

attacking, tearing, and eating each other.

The warm rays of the morning sun at last dispersed the gloom and clouds

of night; deer, elks, and antelopes were all gone except my own stag, to

which I gave a handful of salt, as I had some in my saddle-bags. Some

few mustangs and buffaloes were grazing, but the larger portion,

extending as far as the eye could reach, were still prostrate on the

grass. As to the wolves, either from their greater fatigue they had

undergone, or from their being glutted with the blood and flesh of their

companions, they seemed stiffer than ever. We watered our horses,

replenished our flasks, and, after a hearty meal upon the cold flesh of

the bear, we resumed our journey to warm ourselves by exercise and dry

our clothes, for we were wet to the skin, and benumbed with cold.

The reader may be surprised at these wild animals being in the state of

utter exhaustion which I have described; but he must be reminded that,

in all probability, this prairie fire had driven them before it for

hundreds of miles, and that at a speed unusual to them, and which

nothing but a panic could have produced. I think it very probable that

the fire ran over an extent of five hundred miles; and my reason for so

estimating it is, the exhausted state of the carnivorous animals.

A panther can pass over two hundred miles or more at full speed without

great exhaustion; so would a jaguar, or, indeed an elk.

I do not mean to say that all the animals, as the buffaloes, mustangs,

deer, etcetera, had run this distance; of course, as the fire rolled on,

the animals were gradually collected, till they had formed the

astounding mass which I have described, and thousands had probably

already perished, long before the fire had reached the prairie where we

were encamped; still I have at other times witnessed the extraordinary

exertions which animals are capable of when under the influence of fear.

At one estampede, I knew some oxen, with their yokes on their necks, to

accomplish sixty miles in four hours.

On another occasion, on the eastern shores of the Vermilion Sea, I

witnessed an estampede, and, returning twelve days afterwards, I found

the animals still lying in every direction on the prairie, although much

recovered from their fatigue. On this last occasion, the prairie had

been burnt for three hundred miles, from east to west, and there is no

doubt but that the animals had estampedoed the whole distance at the

utmost of their speed.

Our horses having quite recovered from their past fatigue, we started at

a brisk canter, under the beams of a genial sun, and soon felt the warm

blood stirring in our veins. We had proceeded about six or seven miles,

skirting the edge of the mass of buffaloes reclining on the prairie,

when we witnessed a scene which filled us with pity. Fourteen hungry

wolves, reeling and staggering with weakness, were attacking a splendid

black stallion, which was so exhausted, that he could not get up upon

his legs. His neck and sides were already covered with wounds, and his

agony was terrible. Now, the horse is too noble an animal not to find a

protector in man against such bloodthirsty foes; so we dismounted and

despatched the whole of his assailants; but as the poor stallion was

wounded beyond all cure, and would indubitably have fallen a prey to

another pack of his prairie foes, we also despatched him with a shot of

a rifle. It was an act of humanity, but still the destruction of this

noble animal in the wilderness threw a gloom over our spirits. The

doctor perceiving this, thought it advisable to enliven us with the

following story:--

"All the New York amateurs of oysters know well the most jovial

tavern-keeper in the world, old Slick Bradley, the owner of the

`Franklin,' in Pearl-street. When you go to New York, mind to call upon

him, and if you have any relish for a cool sangaree, a mint jullep, or a

savoury oyster-soup, none can make it better than Slick Bradley.

Besides, his bar is snug, his little busy wife neat and polite, and if

you are inclined to a spree, his private rooms up-stairs are comfortable

as can be.

"Old Slick is good-humoured and always laughing; proud of his cellar, of

his house, of his wife, and, above all, proud of the sign-post hanging

before his door; that is to say, a yellow head of Franklin, painted by

some bilious chap, who looked in the glass for a model.

"Now Slick has kept house for more than forty years, and though he has

made up a pretty round sum, he don't wish to leave off the business.

No! till the day of his death he will remain in his bar, smoking his

Havannahs, and mechanically playing with the two pocket-books in his

deep waistcoat pockets--one for the ten-dollar notes and above, the

other for the fives, and under. Slick Bradley is the most independent

man in the world; he jokes familiarly with his customers, and besides

their bill of fare, he knows how to get more of their money by betting,

for betting is the great passion of Slick; he will bet any thing, upon

every thing: contradict him in what he says, and down come the two

pocket-books under your nose. `I know better,' he will say, `don't I?

What will you bet--five, ten, fifty, hundred? Tush! you dare not bet,

you know you are wrong:' and with an air of superiority and

self-satisfaction, he will take long strides over his well-washed floor,

repeating, `I know better.'

"Slick used once to boast that he had never lost a bet; but since a

little incident which made all New York laugh at him, he confesses that

he did once meet with his match, for though he certainly won the bet, he

had paid the stakes fifty times over. Now, as I heard the circumstance

from the jolly landlord himself; here it goes, just as I had it, neither

more nor less.

"One day, two smart young fellows entered the `Franklin;' they alighted

from a cab, and were dressed in the tip-top of fashion. As they were

new customers, the landlord was all smiles and courtesy, conducted them

into saloon Number 1, and making it up in his mind that his guests could

be nothing less than Wall-street superfines, he resolved that they

should not complain of his fare.

"A splendid dinner was served to them, with sundry bottles of old wines

and choice Havannahs, and the worthy host was reckoning in his mind all

the items he could decently introduce in the bill, when ding, ding went

the bell, and away he goes up-stairs, capering, jumping, smiling, and

holding his two hands before his bow-window in front.

"`Eh, old Slick,' said one of the sparks, `capital dinner, by Jove; good

wine, fine cigars; plenty of customers, eh!'

"Slick winked; he was in all his glory, proud and happy.

"`Nothing better in life than a good dinner,' resumed the spark Number

1; `some eat only to live--they are fools; I live only to eat, that is

the true philosophy. Come, old chap, let us have your bill, and mind,

make it out as for old customers, for we intend to return often; don't

we?'

"This last part of the sentence was addressed to spark Number 2, who,

with his legs comfortably over the corner of the table, was picking his

teeth with his fork.

"`I shall, by jingo!' slowly drawled out Number 2, `dine well here!

damned comfortable; nothing wanted but the Champagne.'

"`Lord, Lord! gentlemen,' exclaimed Slick, `why did you not say so?

Why, I have the best in town.'

"`Faith, have you?' said Number 1, smacking his lips; `now have you the

real genuine stuff? Why then bring a bottle, landlord, and you must

join us; bring three glasses; by Jove, we will drink your health.'

"When Slick returned, he found his customers in high glee, and so

convulsive was their merriment, that they were obliged to hold their

sides. Slick laughed too, yet losing no time; in a moment, he presented

the gentlemen with the sparkling liquor. They took their glasses, drank

his health, and then recommenced their mirth.

"`And so you lost the wager?' asked Number 2.

"`Yes, by Heaven, I paid the hundred dollars, and, what was worse, was

laughed at by every body.'

"Slick was sadly puzzled, the young men had been laughing, they were now

talking of a bet, and he knew nothing of it. He was mightily

inquisitive; and knowing, by experience, that wine opens the heart and

unlooses the tongue, he made an attempt to ascertain the cause of the

merriment.

"`I beg your pardon, gentlemen, if I make too bold; but please, what was

the subject of the wager the recollection of which puts you in so good a

humour?'

"`I'll tell you,' exclaimed Number 1, `and you will see what a fool I

have made of myself. You must know that it is impossible to follow the

pendulum of the clock with the hand, and to repeat "Here she goes--there

she goes," just as it swings to and fro, that is, when people are

talking all round you, as it puts you out. One day I was with a set of

jolly fellows in a dining-room, with a clock just like this in your

room; the conversation fell upon the difficulty of going on "Here she

goes," and "there she goes," for half an hour, without making a mistake.

Well, I thought it was the easiest thing in the world, to do it: and,

upon my saying so, I was defied to do it: the consequence was a bet of a

hundred dollars, and, having agreed that they could talk to me as much

as they pleased, but not touch me, I posted myself before the clock and

went on--"Here she goes, there she goes," while some of my companions

began singing, some shouting, and some laughing. Well, after three

minutes, I felt that the task was much more difficult than I had

expected; but yet I went on, till I heard somebody saying, "As I am

alive, there is Miss Reynolds walking arm in arm with that lucky dog,

Jenkins." Now you must know, landlord, that Miss Reynolds was my

sweetheart, and Jenkins my greatest enemy, so I rushed to the window to

see if it was true, and at that moment a roar of laughter announced to

me that I had lost the bet.'

"Now Slick Bradley, as I have said, was very fond of betting. Moreover,

he prided himself not a little upon his self-command, and as he had not

any mistress to be jealous of, as soon as the gentleman had finished his

story, he came at once to the point.

"`Well,' said he, `you lost the wager, but it don't signify. I think

myself, as you did, that it is the easiest thing in the world. I am

sure I could do it half an hour, aye, and an hour too.'

"The gentlemen laughed, and said they knew better, and the now-excited

host proposed, if the liberty did not offend them, to make any bet that

he could do it for half an hour. At first they objected, under the plea

that they would not like to win his money, as they were certain he had

no chance, but upon his insisting, they consented to bet twenty dollars;

and Slick, putting himself face to face with his great grandfather's

clock, began following the pendulum with his hand, repeating `Here she

goes, there she goes.'

"The two gentlemen discovered many wonderful things through the window:

first a sailor had murdered a woman, next the stage had just capsized,

and afterwards they were sure that the shop next door was on fire.

Slick winked and smiled complacently, without leaving his position. He

was too old a fox to be taken by such childish tricks. All at once,

Number 2 observed to Number 1, that the bet would not keep good, as the

stakes had not been laid down, and both addressed the host at the same

time. `Not cunning enough for me,' thought Slick, and poking his left

hand into the right pocket of his waistcoat, he took out his pocket-book

containing the larger notes, and handed it to his customers.

"`Now,' exclaimed Number 2 to his companion, `I am sure you will lose

the wager; the fellow is imperturbable; nothing can move him.'

"`Wait a bit; I'll soon make him leave off,' whispered the other, loud

enough for Slick to hear him.

"`Landlord,' continued he, `we trust to your honour to go on for half an

hour; we will now have a talk with bonny Mrs Slick.' Saying this, they

quitted the room without closing the door.

"Slick was not jealous. Not he; besides, the bar was full of people; it

was all a trick of the gents, who were behind the door watching him.

After all they were but novices, and he would win their money, he only

regretted that the bet had not been heavier.

"Twenty minutes had fairly passed, when Slick's own little boy entered

the room. `Pa,' said he, `there is a gemman what wants you below in the

bar.'

"`Another trick,' thought the landlord; `they shan't have me, though.--

Here she goes, there she goes.' And as the boy approached near to him

to repeat his errand, Slick gave him a kick. `Get away--Here she goes,

there she goes.'

"The boy went away crying, and soon returned with Mrs Slick, who cried,

in an angry tone, `Now don't make a fool of yourself; the gentleman you

sold the town-lot to is below with the money.'

"`They shan't have me though,' said Slick to himself. And to all the

invectives and reproaches of Mrs Slick he answered only with, `Here she

goes, there she goes.' At last the long needle marked the half hour;

and the landlord, having won the wager, turned round.

"`Where are they?' said he to his wife. `They; who do you mean?'

answered she.

"`The two gentlemen, to be sure.'

"`Why, they have been gone these last twenty minutes.'

"Slick was thunderstruck, `and the pocket-book?' he uttered,

convulsively.

"His wife looked at him with ineffable contempt.

"`Why, you fool, you did not give them your money, did you?'

"Slick soon discovered that he was minus five hundred dollars, besides

the price of the two dinners. Since that time he never bets but cash

down, and in the presence of witnesses."

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Note 1. The prairie wolf is a very different animal from the common

wolf, as will be understood by the reader when I give a description of

the animals found in California and Texas.

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