Slaughter's Way (1974)
“*Tou pay me as scout. Damn it, boss, your place is with the herd, not trailing bronco Apaches." It was not Slaughter s way to send a man into danger unless willing to go himself. Yet he saw the wisdom of Alvord's words. Slaughter could read sign and follow a trail fairly well. However the rancher was honest enough to admit that Burt Alvord could handle the business far better. It would be foolish to try to claim more skill in the scouting line than that Indian-dsirk youngster. Alvord had a much... better chance of finding the Apache camp and, more important, getting away from it unseen, than Slaughter would have.
And like Alvord said: when it came down to the point Slaughter's place was with his herd, not sky-hooting oflf trying to do work his scout could handle far more eflSciently.
"Reckon diey know about us?" he asked.
"Nope. Not the herd. I've seen no Apache sign on the basin, and I've looked. Likely they were scouting, saw us two coming and figured to take tiiem some white-eye coups and trophies." "Go ahead and scout then," Slaughter drawled and a rare smile flickered on his lips.MoreLess
And like Alvord said: when it came down to the point Slaughter's place was with his herd, not sky-hooting oflf trying to do work his scout could handle far more eflSciently.
"Reckon diey know about us?" he asked.
"Nope. Not the herd. I've seen no Apache sign on the basin, and I've looked. Likely they were scouting, saw us two coming and figured to take tiiem some white-eye coups and trophies." "Go ahead and scout then," Slaughter drawled and a rare smile flickered on his lips.MoreLess
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