BLIND BENNER FULFILS HIS PROMISE.
"How did you know me," Levi asked Blind Benner as they went from the
side-show to the big tent.
"I don't know how; yer didn't speak and yer didn't laugh. Hunch was
bagpipin', an' all at once somethin' pulled me an' I follered, an' when
I got closer I knowed it was you."
"You have a bad cough, Benner," Levi remarked sympathetically, as he
listened to the blind man struggling for breath.
"Yes; I ketched it soon after we left the Sisters. It goes hard with me
sometimes, but mostly it's only a little hack."
Here he caught Levi's arm and asked in a whisper:
"Did yer hear anything of him?"
"Yes, we heard something of him, but we did not find him."
"Yer oughter hed me with yer from the first; I'd hev found him. Bill an'
Hunch an' me's been huntin' yer all this time."
"That's why you left Three-Sisters and joined the circus?"
"Yes, we thought yer would come to the show when yer seen Bill's and
Hunch's names on the bills."
"You have been on another road from us. We did not see any bills posted
before to-night. We had been workin' in a choppin' over the hill yonder,
and just come to the town to settle our account and go somewhere else.
But didn't you hear anything of Gill?"
"Nuthin'. Hunch kep' askin' 'bout him, an' I kep' watchin' the folks
goin' inter the tent when I could. I allers waited 'bout Hunch when he
was bagpipin', thinkin' mebbe Gill 'ud be in the crowd an' I'd hear him
laugh er somethin, but I didn't."
A tear rolled over Blind Benner's cheek, and in the red firelight
resembled blood.
Blood! It is typical of vengeance, emblematic of atonement. It is a
scarlet thread through the history of the world. On it are strung
covenants; from it dangle the names of covenant-breakers, and close to
these latter hang the names of avengers. Blood on Blind Benner's cheek.
It sent a thrill through Levi's being. The blood in his own heart warmed
and leaped to his face as he grasped fraternally the blind man's hand.
Then Hope, coy, fickle, and false, appeared, like a comet in the
heavens, which stretched without horizon their black expanse before
Blind Benner's eyes. Behind her trailed a long train of gleaming
possibilities, and he said with emotion:
"We'll find him yit."
Levi replied in a trembling voice:
"You may; we can't."
And the blind man answered:
"I will."
Then they were in the tent, and the evening show began.
The season had been prosperous, but the fall rains had set in and the
roads were heavy. The labor attendant upon getting from town to town
became arduous. Overworked men daily left the combination, and the
McAnay brothers were hired by the proprietor, who was glad to secure the
services of three able-bodied utility men.
One day early in November the Colossal Aggregation stuck in the mud, and
was unable to keep its engagement at a town in the mountains. The
proprietor decided not to show at the place, but push on to the
county-seat, where the circus was billed to appear on the following day.
The citizens of the village, however, demanded a performance for their
pleasure, and, as the proprietor refused to give one, there was every
chance of a riot. Finally a compromise was effected at the suggestion of
a man who wore green goggles, and who seemed to be a ruling spirit among
the villagers. He proposed that Barkup should give each man two tickets,
admitting him and his wife or sweetheart free to the show at the
county-seat. Barkup consented to this, and when the tickets were
distributed the circus passed on.
Blind Benner lay asleep in a closed van, and knew nothing of the
occurrence until in the evening, when Hunch graphically told of it.
"I tell yer," he concluded, "there was a tight fit uv missin' a fight,
an' Levi grinned as onconsarned as if he hed wings."
A great crowd attended the circus at the county-seat. There was a rush
and struggle for the pasteboard slips when the ticket-wagon was opened.
At times it seemed as if the vehicle would be overturned, but the
ticket-seller was as imperturbable as the man with green goggles, who
held his ticket between his fingers and calmly watched the embryo riot,
caused by those who had bought their tickets struggling to get through
the crowd pressing forward to buy.
A youth who had in his escort two buxom girls grew tired of being
hustled about. Going to the front of the wagon, he dropped on all fours
and, with heroic disregard of his Sunday suit, crawled to the rear.
Thrusting his head between a pair of active legs, he lifted their owner
into the air as he raised his burly form erect. In a moment he was
supplied with tickets and placed on the ground the man who had squirmed
upon his neck, departing as he came. Goggles laughed heartily, much
amused at the rustic's stratagem.
"How funny!" a woman remarked.
Goggles turned to see who had spoken. She had been pretty, but now she
was brazen and her voice sounded like a cracked cymbal.
"Mighty smart fellow, that," he said. "But you may not have a ticket.
Let me offer you one; see, I have two." He took a ticket from his
pocket.
"I don't need a card, thank you; I go in the back way," she replied,
smiling invitingly, as he thought.
"I have often wanted to see in the dressing-tent of a circus. Could you
take me in?" he asked.
"Oh yes. I'm a privileged character 'round this show. There's only one
Mlle. Faro in this country, and if she don't have her way she raises
Cain. I'm Mlle. Faro. Old Barkup will say, 'Walk right in, Mr. Smith, if
Faro has invited you.' Yes, indeed I'm descended from the pyramids, and
am cousin, many times removed, of Cleopatra."
The equestrienne talked thus volubly as she led the way to the
ante-room, her new acquaintance stumbling after her. Passing into the
tent, he was given a seat on an upturned bucket placed against a
tent-pole.
In the ante-room Blind Benner lay on a bed of coarse blankets. He
coughed frequently and painfully. The man in the goggles turned
inquiringly towards the couch, but paused to admire a splendid gray
horse that was waiting for Mlle. Faro, who was to ride him in the grand
entree. Soon she appeared in a long riding-habit, trimmed with gold
tinsel, and with a jaunty air walked to the horse. The ring-master gave
the signal. From the main tent sounded the boom of the big drum, the
clash of the cymbals, and the blast of the cornet.
Mlle. Faro was just settling in the saddle, when she heard Blind Benner
cough. Slipping to the ground, she ran to him, tucked the blanket around
him and gave him a pat on the cheek. In another moment she was
acknowledging the applause of the spectators as her mettlesome horse
dashed into the ring.
"By thunder, she can ride!" exclaimed the man in goggles as he watched
the movements of the horse.
She threw him a kiss, as she returned to the ante-room, and he hastened
to assist her dismount. Promising to come back soon, she retired to the
dressing-room, while he resumed his seat on the inverted bucket. Before
long Mlle. Faro came out in ballet costume, and, leaning against a pole,
began to talk in a rattling way to him.
Bill Kellar hurried past them and paused at the couch.
"Are you awake, boy?" he asked gently.
"Yes," Blind Benner replied, and caught Bill's coat in his thin hand,
giving it a pull.
Bill understood, and, bending lower, placed his ear close to Benner's
lips.
"Tell Levi I want him."
Away went Bill like a hurricane, jostling against Faro, who gave him a
slap for his rudeness. He was scarcely out of the tent, when Levi
entered and asked Benner what he wanted.
"Levi," a low, hoarse, eager tone, "jist knock off them green goggles
thet Faro's teasin' her feller 'bout."
Just as Levi turned, as though half in doubt, the man laughed. Instantly
Levi's indecision left him, and with a bound he stood before the couple.
"Beg your pardon, Miss Faro, but I've got a curiosity to see your
lover's eyes."
The man with the goggles did not move.
"I think you're very impudent, driver, and I'll have Barkup discharge
you," Mlle. Faro said indignantly.
A fiendishly gleeful laugh broke from Levi's lips.
"I'll bet you a dollar that one of his eyes is blue and the other black.
Come now, Miss Faro."
The man with the goggles moved uneasily and slipped a hand under his
coat. Levi watched him warily.
"I'll bet you five dollars that you are wrong," said Faro, angrily.
The man with the goggles rose quickly, and a knife flashed in his hand.
Levi warded off the blow, and before it could be repeated Mlle. Faro
held his arms by his side.
"Don't stab him, dear, 'cause that would stop the show too long on the
road. Just show him your eyes, for I want to win his money."
Before he could free himself her deft fingers had removed the goggles.
"You see I have lost, Miss Faro," Levi said gayly; and then sternly
added, "My brothers and I have been looking for you, John Gillfillan."
Hunch had come in, and was sitting on the couch. Blind Benner, leaning
against him, was quivering with joy, and uttering low cries of
satisfaction. Mlle. Faro heard them, and went to him. When she stood by
the bed he was saying:
"Oh, Hunchy, I kin die happy now, 'cause I found Gill. Won't Lizzi be
glad ter know it was Blind Benner what found him?"
"What does it all mean?" Faro asked.
He did not reply, but Hunch answered:
"He didn't marry Levi's sister right."
"He didn't? Let me kick him."
She ran to thus express her contempt for Gill, but Levi restrained her
and led him away.
Hunch picked up the long knife which Mlle. Faro had taken from Gill and
thrown on the ground.
"Gill, you must go back to Three-Sisters and marry Lizzi," said Levi,
when they were out of the tent.
"All right, Levi, I'll go; but, to tell you the truth, I'm ashamed to
meet Lizzi."
"I ain't doubtin' you," said Cassi, who, noiseless as a shadow, had
followed to assist Levi if Gill should attempt to get away.
That was all that was said, the brothers not being talkers. One of them
constantly remained with Gill.
Two days later the Colossal Aggregation went into winter quarters, and
the members of it from Three-Sisters, accompanied by Gill, started
homewards.