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oath。 Her bundle that was so big and heavy she placed in the saddle and
fastened with the saddle…string and with the red sash that had bound it across
her chest and shoulders。 Then； as her great grandmother had plodded across the
bleak plains of the Dakotas at her master's behest； Annie…Many…Ponies took the
bridle reins and led the horse out of the ruin； and started upon her plodding；
patient journey to what lay beyond the mountains。 Behind her the black horse
walked with drooping head； half asleep in the warm sunlight。 At the heels of
the horse followed the little black dog。
CHAPTER IX。 RIDERS IN THE BACKGROUND
Luck； as explained elsewhere； was sweating and swearing at the heat in Bear
Canon。 The sun had crept around so that it shone full into a certain
bowlder…strewn defile； and up this sunbaked gash old Applehead was toiling；
leading the scrawniest burro which Luck had been able to find in the country。
The burro was packed with a prospector's outfit startlingly real in its
pathetic meagerness。 Old Applehead was picking his way among rocks so hot that
he could hardly bear to lay his bare hand upon them； tough as that hand was
with years of exposure to heat and cold alike。 Beads of perspiration were
standing on his face； which was a deep； apoplectic crimson； and little
trickles of sweat were dropping off his lower jaw。
He was muttering as he climbed； but the camera fortunately failed to record
the language that he used。 Now and then he turned and yanked savagely at the
lead rope； whereupon the burro would sit down upon its haunches and allow
Applehead to stretch its neck as far as bone and tough hide and tougher sinew
would permit Someone among the group roosting in the shade across the defile
and well out of camera range would laugh； and Luck； standing on a ledge just
behind and above the camera； would shout directions or criticism of the
〃business。〃
〃Come on back； Applehead；〃 Luck yelled when the 〃prospectorp〃 had turned a
corner of rock and disappeared from sight of the camera。 〃We'll do that scene
over once more before the sun gets too far around。〃
〃Do it over； will ye？〃 Applehead snarled as he came toiling obediently back
down the gulch。 〃Well； now； I ain't so danged shore about that there doin'
over'nless yuh want to wait and do it after sundown。 Ain't nobody but a
danged fool It would go trailin' up that there gulch this kinda' day。 Them
rocks up there is hot enough to brile a lizardnow； I'm tellin' ye！〃
Luck covered a smile with his moist palm。 He could not afford to be merciful
at the expense of good 〃picture…stuff；〃 however； so he called down grimly：
〃Now you're just about fagged enough for that close…up I want of you；
Applehead。 You went up that gulch a shade too brisk for a fellow that's all in
from traveling； and starved into the bargain。 Come back down here by this sand
bank； and start up towards camera。 Back up a little； Pete； so you can 'pam'
his approach。 I want to get him pulling his burro up past that banksabe？ And
the close…up of his face with all those sweat…streaks will prove how far he's
comeand then I want the detail of that burro and his pack which you'll get
as they go by。 You see what I mean。 Let's see。 Will it swing you too far into
the sun； Pete； if you pick him up down there in that dry channel？〃
〃Not if you let me make it right away；〃 Pete replied after a squint or two
through the viewfinder。 〃Sun's getting pretty far over〃
〃Ought to leave a feller time to git his wind；〃 Applehead complained； looking
up at Luck with eyes bloodshot from the heat。 〃I calc'late mebby you think
it's FUN to drag that there burro up over them rocks？〃
〃Sure； it isn't fun。 We didn't come out here for fun。 Go down and wait behind
that bank； and come out into the channel when I give the word。 I want you
coming up all…in； just as you look right now。 Sorry； but I can't let you wait
to cool off； Applehead。〃
〃Well now；〃 Applehead began with shortwinded sarcasm； 〃I'm s'posed to be outa
grub。 Why didn't yuh up In' starve me fer a week or two； so'st I'd be gaunted
up realistic？ Why didn't yuh break a laig fer me； sos't I kin show some
five…cent bunch in a pitcher…show how bad I'm off？ Danged if I ain't jest
about gettin' my hide full uh this here danged fool REELISM you're hollerin'
fur all the time。 'F you send me down there to come haulin' that there burro
back up here so's the camery kin watch me sweat 'n' puff my danged daylights
outbefore I git a drink uh water； I'll murder ye in cold blood； now I'm
tellin' ye！〃
〃You go on down there and shut up！〃 Luck yelled inexorably。 〃You can drink a
barrel when I'm through with this sceneand not before。 Get that？ My Lord！ If
you can't lead a burro a hundred yards without setting down and fanning
yourself to sleep； you must be losing your grip for fair。 I'll stake you to a
rocking…chair and let you do old grandpa parts； if you aren't able to〃
〃Dang you； Luck； if you wasn't such a little runt I'd come up there and jest
about lick the pants off you！ Talk that way to ME； will ye？ I'll have ye know
I kin lead burros with you or any other dang man； heat er no heat Ef yuh ain't
got no more heart'n to AST it of me； I'll haul this here burro up 'n' down
this dang gulch till there ain't nothin' left of 'im but the lead…rope； and
the rocks is all wore down to cobble…stone！ Ole grandpa parts； hey？ You'll
swaller them words when I git to ye； young fellerand you'll swaller 'em
mighty dang quick； now I'm tellin' ye！〃
He went off down the gulch to the sand bank。 The Happy Family； sprawled at
ease in the shade； took cigarettes from their lips that they might chortle
their amusement at the two。 Like father and son were Applehead and Luck； but
their bickerings certainly would never lead one to suspect their affection。
〃Get that darned burro outa sight； will you？ Luck bawled impatiently when
Applehead paused to send a murderous glance back toward camera。 〃What's the
matteryuh PARALYZED down there？ Haul him in behind that bank！ The moon'll be
up before you get turned around； at that rate！〃
〃You shet yore haid！〃 Applehead retorted at the full capacity of his lungs and
with an absolute disregard for Luck's position as director of the company。
〃Who's leadin' this here burroyou er me？ Fer two cents I'd come back and
knock the tar outa you； Luck！ Stand up there on a rock and flop your wings and
crow like a danged banty rooster'n' I was leadin' burros 'fore you was born！
I'd like to know who yuh think you BE？〃
Pete Lowry； standing feet…apart and imperturbably focussing the camera while
the two yelled insults at each other； looked up at Luck。
〃Riders in the background；〃 he announced laconically； and returned to his
squinting and fussing。 〃Maybe you can make 'em hear with the megaphone；〃 he
hinted； looking again at Luck。 〃They're riding straight up the canon； in the
middle distance。 They'll register in the scene； if you can't turn 'em。〃
〃Applehead