Hang McAllister (A Rem McAllister Western) by Matt Chisholm

Author:Matt Chisholm [Chisholm, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Westerns, American History, The Wild West, Best western ebook, action hero, Peter Watts, Western series, Piccadilly Cowboys, Piccadilly Publishing
Publisher: Piccadilly
Published: 2022-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

HE WAS LOOKING for a jacal or a village with no soldiers about. He found instead a New Army supply wagon with a driver and guard on the seat, bowling along without a care in the world in the sun.

He came down off the shoulder of the mountain in the clear air of the early morning and trotted toward them. They greeted him as he rode up and halted. They pulled up.

‘Howdy,’ said one of them.

‘Howdy,’ said McAllister. ‘What you carrying?’

‘That any business of yours, mister?’

‘Sure,’ said McAllister, ‘I’m watching the road for two deserters. Sergeant told me they could be spies.’

‘You hear that?’ said one to the other.

‘We ain’t spies, bub,’ said the driver. ‘We’re totin’ supplies down to the special cavalry patrol. Jest beans an’ sowbelly and sech. What these spies look like?’

‘Like me,’ said McAllister, palmed the Remington and added. ‘Get down, boys, and start walking.’

They protested, they swore, but they respected the gun and the look in McAllister’s eyes. They got down and they started walking. It looked like it hurt them a lot.

When they were well down the road, McAllister dismounted, walked around to the rear of the wagon and took a look inside. There were two rifles back there, one of them a repeater. There were several cases of ammunition, food in plenty. A bonanza. McAllister was so delighted at the sight of so much food that he was beside himself. He tied the canelo to the tail-gate, got up on the driving seat, turned the wagon around and drove the two horses at a good speed back the way they had come until he was out of sight of the two men walking along the trail. Then he drove off the trail and headed into the hills as fast as he could travel over the rough ground. He went as far as he could in the direction of the spot where he had left Frank, then halted. He cut one of the wagon-horses loose, rigged up some sort of pack with the use of some rawhide rope he found in the wagon and loaded the animal with supplies. He cut the other horse loose and sent it scampering off. Next he loosed the canelo from the rear of the wagon, pushed the wagon into a nearby gully and headed into the hills at a good pace with the pack horse coming along behind.

When he reached camp he found Frank sitting up and taking a little notice. He was bright enough to demand something to eat. McAllister said there would be time to do that later. Right now they had to get a mite further away from those wagon tracks. He saddled the dun and heaved Frank into the saddle. Frank said he would stay there and not fall off. They then headed deeper into the hills.

Not too much later, they sighted a patrol of a dozen men apparently scouring the hills. They stayed quiet and let them pass about a quarter-mile away. Then they went on.

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