Lando by Louis L'Amour

Author:Louis L'Amour
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Sackett family (Fictitious characters), Mexico, Prisoners, Revenge, General, Americans, Westerns, Large Type Books, Gold Mines and Mining, Fiction
ISBN: 9780553276763
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 1984-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

At daybreak the wind was off the sea, and you could feel the freshness of it,

with a taste like no other wind. Wide awake, I thought of those initials of

Pa's. Pa had left that sign, and he'd left it for himself, or mayhap for me. He

was a planning man, Pa was, and one likely to foresee ... I think he taken time

deliberately to teach me where that gold was. The trouble was, I'd gone ahead

and forgotten.

Some things I did remember. He'd taught me to mark a trail, Indian fashion. Now,

suppose he had marked this one? If he had, he would have added his own

particular ways to it, but meanwhile, I planned to look around. If I found no

sign I was going to drive that herd where I felt it should go, with no scouting

for grass, or anything. Maybe out of my hidden thoughts would come the memory of

what Pa had taught me, to guide our way.

I taken a circle around camp, and I found no sign—nothing left by Pa that I

could make out. That isn't to say I didn't find sign of another kind, and when I

seen that track I felt a chill go right up my spine that stood every hair on

end.

What I found were wolf tracks, but wolf tracks bigger than any wolf that ever

walked—any normal sort of wolf, that is. These wolf tracks were big as dinner

plates. Well, I stopped right there, looking down at those tracks, and the other

two came over to look. Miguel's face turned white when he saw the tracks, and

even Gin kind of caught at my arm.

We had both heard tell of werewolves, and certainly Miguel knew the stories

about them. Me, I was thinking of something else. I was thinking of where those

tracks were. Soon I scouted around, and a far piece away, like whatever it was

had been taking giant strides, I found another track, this one set deep in the

sod.

The tracks circled about the water hole at the spring. Whatever it was, it was

trying to get to water, but the water had been lighted by our fire, with one of

us setting awake. All of a sudden I saw something that made me forget all about

werewolves and ha'nts and such. Far as that goes, I'd never heard tell of a

thirsty ghost.

What I saw was something back in the brush, and at first it didn't look like

much of a find, except that there was no reason for it being where it was. It

was a broken reed, and it lay right on the edge of a bunch of mesquite.

Taking up the reed, I drew it out, and you know, there were several pieces of

reed stuck one into another until they were all of eight or nine feet long.

Stretched out, they reached from the spring's pool to the brush nearby.

"What is it?" Gin asked.

"Somebody wanted a drink, and wanted it bad, so he made a tube of these reeds,

breaking them off to be rid of the joints and putting them together so he could

suck water through them.

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