Curly Bill and Ringo by Holt Van

Author:Holt, Van [Holt, Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Knolls Publishing
Published: 2012-11-12T04:00:00+00:00

The other Mexicans, stunned for a moment by their leader’s death, now went into a wild panic. To get away from Ringo, two of them galloped their horses straight back down the canyon toward Curly and the Hatchers. The other two started to follow them, then circled wide around the dark-garbed stranger and spurred their horses for the border.

The two coming down the canyon began firing when they were still about sixty yards off. But the distance narrowed rapidly and it was clear that they meant to ride past Curly and the Hatchers and get away down the canyon, where they might set up an ambush and pick them all off with their saddle guns.

“Cash,” Curly said.

Cash raised his Henry and knocked the nearest rider out of the saddle.

Then the rifle jammed and the other Mexican came on at a hard gallop, the curved brim of his big sombrero bent back by the wind, his teeth bared in a tense snarl. He saw Curly grinning at him and he leveled his gun at the big man. Curly quit grinning and flung up his own gun, blasting the Mexican off his horse. The riderless horse galloped on down the canyon.

“It’s a good thing you boys brought me along,” Curly said, reloading his pistols. “Or you’d soon be helping old Shorty feed the buzzards.”

“Ha!” Cash said.

“Only two got away and one of them had to be Garcia,” Curly said, looking off up the canyon. “Sooner or later he’ll cause me trouble. I can feel it in my bones.”

“What do you call this?” Cash asked. “It sure wasn’t no picnic.”

“He’ll blame me for it too. Seems like I get blamed for everything. But he seemed to hate my guts before this happened. I don’t know why. Maybe he just don’t like gringos.”

He finished loading his guns and watched Ringo ride up on his black horse. Ringo had holstered his own gun and still gave the impression that he was just out for a leisurely ride. He drew rein and sat his saddle watching the big rustler in an idle way. But Curly thought he saw the cold gleam of a smile in those clear blue eyes.

“You sure took your time getting here,” Curly said.

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