the Light Of Western Stars (1992) (12 page)

As Madeline rode along she made good use of her eyes
.
The soil was sandy and porous, and she understood why the rain and water from the few springs disappeared so quickly
.
At a little distance the grama-grass appeared thick, but near at hand it was seen to be sparse
.
Bunches of greasewood and cactus plants were interspersed here and there in the grass
.
What surprised Madeline was the fact that, though she and Florence had seemed to be riding quite awhile, they had apparently not drawn any closer to the round-up
.
The slope of the valley was noticeable only after some miles had been traversed
.
Looking forward, Madeline imagined the valley only a few miles wide
.
She would have been sure she could walk her horse across it in an hour
.
Yet that black, bold range of Chiricahua Mountains was distant a long day's journey for even a hard-riding cowboy
.
It was only by looking back that Madeline could grasp the true relation of things; she could not be deceived by distance she had covered
.

Gradually the black dots enlarged and assumed shape of cattle and horses moving round a great dusty patch
.
In another half-hour Madeline rode behind Florence to the outskirts of the scene of action
.
They drew rein near a huge wagon in the neighborhood of which were more than a hundred horses grazing and whistling and trotting about and lifting heads to watch the new-comers
.
Four cowboys stood mounted guard over this drove of horses
.
Perhaps a quarter of a mile farther out was a dusty melee
.
A roar of tramping hoofs filled Madeline's ears
.
The lines of marching cattle had merged into a great, moving herd half obscured by dust
.

"I can make little of what is going on," said Madeline
.
"I want to go closer
.
"

They trotted across half the intervening distance, and when Florence halted again Madeline was still not satisfied and asked to be taken nearer
.
This time, before they reined in again, Al Hammond saw them and wheeled his horse in their direction
.
He yelled something which Madeline did not understand, and then halted them
.

"Close enough," he called; and in the din his voice was not very clear
.
"It's not safe
.
Wild steers!I'm glad you came, girls
.
Majesty, what do you think of that bunch of cattle?"

Madeline could scarcely reply what she thought, for the noise and dust and ceaseless action confused her
.

"They're milling, Al," said Florence
.

"We just rounded them up
.
They're milling, and that's bad
.
The vaqueros are hard drivers
.
They beat us all hollow, and we drove some, too
.
"He was wet with sweat, black with dust, and out of breath
.
"I'm off now
.
Flo, my sister will have enough of this in about two minutes
.
Take her back to the wagon
.
I'll tell Bill you're here, and run in whenever I get a minute
.
"

The bawling and bellowing, the crackling of horns and pounding of hoofs, the dusty whirl of cattle, and the flying cowboys disconcerted Madeline and frightened her a little; but she was intensely interested and meant to stay there until she saw for herself what that strife of sound and action meant
.
When she tried to take in the whole scene she did not make out anything clearly and she determined to see it little by little
.

"Will you stay longer?" asked Florence; and, receiving an affirmative reply, she warned Madeline: "If a runaway steer or angry cow comes this way let your horse go
.
He'll get out of the way
.
"

That lent the situation excitement, and Madeline became absorbed
.
The great mass of cattle seemed to be eddying like a whirlpool, and from that Madeline understood the significance of the range word "milling
.
"But when Madeline looked at one end of the herd she saw cattle standing still, facing outward, and calves cringing close in fear
.
The motion of the cattle slowed from the inside of the herd to the outside and gradually ceased
.
The roar and tramp of hoofs and crack of horns and thump of heads also ceased in degree, but the bawling and bellowing continued
.
While she watched, the herd spread, grew less dense, and stragglers appeared to be about to bolt through the line of mounted cowboys
.

From that moment so many things happened, and so swiftly, that Madeline could not see a tenth of what was going on within eyesight
.
It seemed horsemen darted into the herd and drove out cattle
.
Madeline pinned her gaze on one cowboy who rode a white horse and was chasing a steer
.
He whirled a lasso around his head and threw it; the rope streaked out and the loop caught the leg of the steer
.
The white horse stopped with wonderful suddenness, and the steer slid in the dust
.
Quick as a flash the cowboy was out of the saddle, and, grasping the legs of the steer before it could rise, he tied them with a rope
.
It had all been done almost as quickly as thought
.
Another man came with what Madeline divined was a branding-iron
.
He applied it to the flank of the steer
.
Then it seemed the steer was up with a jump, wildly looking for some way to run, and the cowboy was circling his lasso
.
Madeline saw fires in the background, with a man in charge, evidently heating the irons
.
Then this same cowboy roped a heifer which bawled lustily when the hot iron seared its hide
.
Madeline saw the smoke rising from the touch of the iron, and the sight made her shrink and want to turn away, but she resolutely fought her sensitiveness
.
She bad never been able to bear the sight of any animal suffering
.
The rough work in men's lives was as a sealed book to her; and now, for some reason beyond her knowledge, she wanted to see and hear and learn some of the every-day duties that made up those lives
.

"Look, Miss Hammond, there's Don Carlos!" said Florence
.
"Look at that black horse!"

Madeleine saw a dark-faced Mexican riding by
.
He was too far away for her to distinguish his features, but he reminded her of an Italian brigand
.
He bestode a magnificent horse
.

Stillwell rode up to the girls then and greeted them in his big voice
.

"Right in the thick of it, hey?Wal, thet's sure fine
.
I'm glad to see, Miss Majesty, thet you ain't afraid of a little dust or smell of burnin' hide an' hair
.
"

"Couldn't you brand the calves without hurting them?" asked Madeline
.

"Haw, haw!Why, they ain't hurt none
.
They jest bawl for their mammas
.
Sometimes, though, we hev to hurt one jest to find which is his mamma
.
"

"I want to know how you tell what brand to put on those calves that are separated from their mothers," asked Madeline
.

"Thet's decided by the round-up bosses
.
I've one boss an' Don Carlos has one
.
They decide everything, an' they hev to be obyed
.
There's Nick Steele, my boss
.
Watch him!He's ridin' a bay in among the cattle there
.
He orders the calves an' steers to be cut out
.
Then the cowboys do the cuttin' out an' the brandin'
.
We try to divide up the mavericks as near as possible
.
"

At this juncture Madeline's brother joined the group, evidently in search of Stillwell
.

"Bill, Nels just rode in," he said
.

"Good!We sure need him
.
Any news of Danny Mains?"

"No
.
Nels said he lost the trail when he got on hard ground
.
"

"Wal, wal
.
Say, Al, your sister is sure takin' to the round-up
.
An' the boys are gettin' wise
.
See thet sun-of-a-gun Ambrose cuttin' capers all around
.
He'll sure do his prettiest
.
Ambrose is a ladies' man, he thinks
.
"

The two men and Florence joined in a little pleasant teasing of Madeline, and drew her attention to what appeared to be really unnecessary feats of horsemanship all made in her vicinity
.
The cowboys evinced their interest in covert glances while recoiling a lasso or while passing to and fro
.
It was all too serious for Madeline to be amused at that moment
.
She did not care to talk
.
She sat her horse and watched
.

The lithe, dark vaqueros fascinated her
.
They were here, there, everywhere, with lariats flying, horses plunging back, jerking calves and yearlings to the grass
.
They were cruel to their mounts, cruel to their cattle
.
Madeline winced as the great silver rowels of the spurs went plowing into the flanks of their horses
.
She saw these spurs stained with blood, choked with hair
.
She saw the vaqueros break the legs of calves and let them lie till a white cowboy came along and shot them
.
Calves were jerked down and dragged many yards; steers were pulled by one leg
.
These vaqueros were the most superb horsemen Madeline had ever seen, and she had seen the Cossacks and Tatars of the Russian steppes
.
They were swift, graceful, daring; they never failed to catch a running steer, and the lassoes always went true
.
What sharp dashes the horses made, and wheelings here and there, and sudden stops, and how they braced themselves to withstand the shock!

The cowboys, likewise, showed wonderful horsemanship, and, reckless as they were, Madeline imagined she saw consideration for steed and cattle that was wanting in the vaqueros
.
They changed mounts oftener than the Mexican riders, and the horses they unsaddled for fresh ones were not so spent, so wet, so covered with lather
.
It was only after an hour or more of observation that Madeline began to realize the exceedingly toilsome and dangerous work cowboys had to perform
.
There was little or no rest for them
.
They were continually among wild and vicious and wide-horned steers
.
In many instances they owed their lives to their horses
.
The danger came mostly when the cowboy leaped off to tie and brand a calf he had thrown
.
Some of the cows charged with lowered, twisting horns
.
Time and again Madeline's heart leaped to her throat for fear a man would be gored
.
One cowboy roped a calf that bawled loudly
.
Its mother dashed in and just missed the kneeling cowboy as he rolled over
.
Then he had to run, and he could not run very fast
.
He was bow-legged and appeared awkward
.
Madeline saw another cowboy thrown and nearly run over by a plunging steer
.
His horse bolted as if it intended to leave the range
.
Then close by Madeline a big steer went down at the end of a lasso
.
The cowboy who had thrown it nimbly jumped down, and at that moment his horse began to rear and prance and suddenly to lower his head close to the ground and kick high
.
He ran round in a circle, the fallen steer on the taut lasso acting as a pivot
.
The cowboy loosed the rope from the steer, and then was dragged about on the grass
.
It was almost frightful for Madeline to see that cowboy go at his horse
.
But she recognized the mastery and skill
.
Then two horses came into collision on the run
.
One horse went down; the rider of the other was unseated and was kicked before he could get up
.
This fellow limped to his mount and struck at him, while the horse showed his teeth in a vicious attempt to bite
.