CHAPTER XXXI.

“ALL’S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.”

Bob became terribly excited and frightened when he found that his companion was gone, for he knew very well what it meant, and what it was likely to lead to. He did not believe that he could follow his trail and overtake him, and even if he did, it was not at all probable that he would be able to manage the insane runaway.

He was experienced enough to know that being lost, or even “turned around,” in an unknown wilderness, has an effect upon some minds that is simply appalling. In the language of one who has passed through such an ordeal, and who earnestly prays that he may never be called upon to pass through another:

“Everything seems changed and unnatural. The most ordinary events appear to possess an unusual significance. The nerves become unstrung, and the man soon loses control of himself entirely. I have been told of two instances where lost men when found and approached by parties sent in search of them, made off in the greatest terror, escaping by almost superhuman efforts from their friends, to die of starvation in the mountains.”

It was no wonder that Bob became alarmed when he thought of these things, or that it was only by a great effort of will that he kept control of his own mind.

“Poor George is as crazy as a loon,” cried Bob, jumping to his feet, and bundling up both the blankets, preparatory to setting out in pursuit of his friend. “I haven’t any too much sense myself, but I’ll not desert him so long as I have the strength to follow his trail. Here, fellows,” he added, holding out to each of the setters in turn the boots that George had left behind in his hurried flight. “Take a sniff at these, and then hunt him up.”

As Bob said this he ran his hand along the ground, and waved it toward the “divide” in front of him. He knew his friend had gone that way, for he could see the prints of his feet in the soft earth. He hardly expected that the dogs would obey him, for they had never been called upon to do such a thing before. Besides, the faithful animals had been but scantily fed during the last few days, and they were in no condition for work. But they took up the trail, nevertheless, and followed it straight to the “divide,” up which they scrambled as rapidly as their strength would permit, Bob keeping close at their heels.

When he reached the top he was all out of breath, and had to stop and sit down; but the dogs began the descent at once, and soon were out of sight in the bushes. Five minutes later they gave tongue joyously, and their loud yelps were mingled with another sound, which made Bob tremble, and wonder if his own mind were not wandering. It was a human voice. He was sure of it; but yet he could not make himself believe that he was not mistaken, for it sounded so strange and unreal. He could not catch the first words it uttered, but presently he heard it say, in strong, cheery tones:

“Them must be his huntin’ dogs. Poor things, they look to be pretty nigh tuckered out. Let’s put ’em into the wagon with their master.”

“Who-whoop!” shouted Bob.

He put all his remaining strength into that shout, but his voice was as weak as his body, and he hardly expected that it would reach the ears of the men below him. It did, however, and, after a moment or two of silence and suspense, an answering shout came back to him.

“Hold on a minute, please!” cried Bob. “I need assistance!”

He staggered to his feet and stumbled down the “divide.” It seemed to him that he never would reach the bottom—at least, alive, for now and then his strength would all leave him, and he would go rolling down the steep declivity, until he was stopped by some log, rock or thicket of bushes. It was in this way that he made his appearance among the men who were waiting for him—falling headlong through the willows that lined the base of the hill, and landing in the road all in a heap. They hastened to pick him up; but when they had taken one look at his face, they dropped him as if he had been a coal of fire.

“It’s Bob Howard!” gasped one.

“Or his ghost,” said another.

“I am no ghost, boys,” was the faint reply. “I am Bob Howard—or all there is left of him. I went down Lost River Canyon ever so long ago, and I have just got out.”

The men waited to hear no more. They rushed forward in a body to help him—there were a dozen of them in all—and while one took his gun, to which he had held fast in spite of his hurried descent of the hill, and another put a canteen of water to his lips, Bob looked around and saw that he was among friends. He had stumbled upon a party of Mr. Evans’ teamsters, and he knew every one of them.

“My king!” exclaimed the grizzly old mule-driver, pulling off his hat, and drawing his shirt sleeve across his forehead. “This beats my time all holler! It is Bob Howard, ain’t it? An’ he ain’t all smashed to pieces, nuther, like we thought he was. I say, Bob,” he added, nodding his head toward one of the wagons, “is that crazy feller we lassoed just now the boy who went into the canyon with you?”

“Don’t make him talk,” said the wagon-master. “Hold him up, some of you, while I fix a place for him.”

The wagon-master worked with a will, and in a few minutes strong hands raised the exhausted boy tenderly from the ground and placed him upon a comfortable bed.

When this happened it was broad daylight, but when Bob came to himself again it was pitch dark. He had slept all day. At first he did not know where he was, but after he had gotten his wits together he became aware that the light of a camp-fire was shining through the canvas cover of the wagon, and that the odor of boiling coffee filled the air.

After a few attempts to get upon his hands and knees, he managed to crawl to the forward end of the wagon and look out. The teamsters were seated around a cheerful blaze, eating supper.

“Any of that coffee for me?” asked Bob.

The men made no reply in words. Two of them arose to their feet, helped Bob out of the wagon, and to a seat by the fire, and a quart cup, filled to the brim with the refreshing beverage, was placed in his hands.

“That makes me feel better,” said Bob, after he had taken a long and hearty drink.

“Well, then, if you’re all right, mebbe you can tell us something about that canyon?” suggested the wagon-master.

“Did you see the giant?” asked several of the men, in concert.

“No, I didn’t see the giant; but I know what it is that makes that noise we hear so regularly,” replied Bob. “It is the echo, awakened by the eruptions of the biggest hot spring I ever saw or heard of. But, before I tell my story, I want to ask you a question. Didn’t you say something about a crazy fellow this morning?”

“I should say so!” exclaimed the wagon-master. “Me an’ the boys was drivin’ along the road, thinkin’ of nothing, when, all to onct, a chap, with ragged clothes an’ streamin’ hair, come rushin’ out of the willows. He tuk just one look at us, an’ then he streaked it acrost the plains, as if all the wolves of Arizony was clost to his heels. In course we didn’t know who he was, but we seed in a minute what was the matter of him. Some of the boys who think themselves jist a trifle swifter nor lightnin’, tuk arter him on foot, but they might jist as well have tried to catch the wind. The feller run like a deer. Then four of us tuk a mule apiece outen the harness, an’ lit out arter him, and finally Jaspar thar tripped him up with a lariat. But he fit like a tiger, an’ it tuk all four of us to hold him.”

“Where is he now?” inquired Bob.

“In that wagon, fast asleep.”

“You don’t think that anything serious will come of it, do you?”

“That’s hard to tell. While I was post-hunter at Camp Clark, I was sent out with a party to look for a soldier who had got lost. When we found him he tuk to a tree, an’ it was all we could do to git him down ag’in. We tuk him to the post, but he must have left some of his brains somewhar in the mesquite bushes; leastwise, he never had a level head on his shoulders arterward, an’ he was discharged from the service fur disability. But we’ll do the best we know how fur this friend of your’n, an’ if anybody kin bring him around all right, I reckon Mr. Evans is the man. Now, Bob, fire away!”

There was no need that the boy should indulge in flights of fancy in order to make his auditors understand that he and George Edwards had had an exceedingly hard time of it, but he could not help growing eloquent when he told of their voyage through the dark canyon and described the geyser and its eruptions.

“I marked every ravine we passed through,” said he, in conclusion, “and some day I am going to take an exploring party back there. But first I am going to make the country about here warm for somebody. By-the-way, I brought a piece of an oar down the hill with me. Have any of you seen it?”

“We tuk keer on it,” said the wagon-master, while all his companions scowled and looked very savage indeed. “Do you know who sawed that thar oar? It was Sam. He done it kase you wouldn’t give him a job, an’ your cousin knowed he was goin’ to do it, an’ he never said a word.”

It was now Bob’s turn to be astonished, but before he could speak the wagon-master began and told his story, winding up with the words:

“They wanted Mr. Evans to take ’em to the railroad station to onct, so that they could go back East, but the ole man wasn’t fool enough to do it. He said that if Arthur reckoned he could come here to Arizony an’ cut up sich shines as them an’ git off scot free, he had made a big mistake; so he tuk ’em to Camp Clark an’ give ’em up to the United States Marshal. I tell yer, they had to run for it. They hadn’t more’n got inside the lines afore the boys came scootin’ down arter ’em. If the post had been five miles further off, the soldiers couldn’t have saved ’em.”

It was late before any one in that camp thought of his blanket. There was much to talk about, a thousand and one questions to be asked and answered, and it was midnight before the wagon-master told Bob that he had better go back to bed.

Before he went, he took a look at George; but, as the latter was slumbering peacefully, he did not disturb him.

When they reached Mr. Evans’ ranch, two days later, the scenes we have just described were re-enacted. The same surprise and joy were expressed over their unexpected return, the same stories were told on both sides, and the same questions asked and answered.

George had by this time so far recovered that he was able to sit up and put in a word now and then, to help Bob on with his narrative; but he was very nervous, easily frightened, and so Mr. Evans put him to bed and left him there under his wife’s care, while he and Bob rode down to the valley.

We shall not attempt to describe the meeting between Bob and his herdsmen, for we could not do justice to it. They were frightened at first, and some of them were more than half inclined to take to their heels at the sight of him; but when they found that it was really Bob, and not his ghost, who had come back to them, they broke out into the wildest kind of Indian yells, and made the most extravagant demonstrations of delight.

Affairs moved smoothly at the ranch after that.

Bob refused to appear against his cousin, and so did Ike, who did it simply because he knew his young employer desired it. Consequently, Arthur was discharged from custody, and he and his father made all haste to shake the dust of that Western country from off their feet. Bob does not know where they are now.

George Edwards did not leave any of his brains behind him in the mesquite bushes. He gained health and strength rapidly under Mrs. Evans’ skillful nursing, and he is to-day as good a boy, both physically and mentally, as he ever was.

Bob expects, next summer, to act as guide to a party of scientific men, who have expressed a desire to have a look at that geyser. We should like much to accompany them, for they will be sure to hear some thrilling stories of that wonderful ride in the dark, which resulted in solving _the Mystery of Lost River Canyon_.

THE END.

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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES

1. Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling. 2. Retained anachronistic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings as printed. 3. Enclosed italics font in _underscores_. 4. Enclosed bold font in =equals=.