The Ransom of Red Chief
The Ransom of Red Chief
tell you. We were down South, in Alabama- down for a ransom of two thousand dollars to
Bill Driscoll and myself-when this kidnapping a cent. But wait till I tell you.
idea struck us. It was, as Bill afterward About two miles from Summit was a little
expressed it, "during a moment of temporary mountain, covered with a dense cedar brake. 6
mental apparition"; 1 but we didn't find that On the rear elevation of this mountain was a
out till later. cave. There we stored provisions.
There was a town down there, as flat as One evening after sundown, we drove in a
a flannel-cake, and called Summit, of course. buggy past old Dorset's house. The kid was in
It contained inhabitants of as undeleterious 2 the street, throwing rocks at a kitten on the
and self-satisfied a class of peasantry as ever opposite fence.
clustered around a Maypole. "Hey, little boy!" says Bill, "would you like
Bill and me had a joint capital of about six to have a bag of candy and a nice ride?"
hundred dollars, and we needed just two The boy catches Bill neatly in the eye with a
thousand dollars more to pull off a fraudulent piece of brick.
town-lot scheme in Western Illinois. We talked "That will cost the old man an extra five
it over on the front steps of the hotel. hundred dollars," says Bill, climbing over
Philoprogenitiveness, 3 says we, is strong in the wheel.
semi-rural communities; therefore, and for That boy put up a fight like a welterweight
other reasons, a kidnapping project ought to cinnamon bear; but, at last, we got him down
do better there than in the radius 4 of in the bottom of the buggy and drove away. We
newspapers that send reporters out in plain took him up to the cave, and I hitched the horse
clothes to stir up talk about such things. We in the cedar brake. After dark I drove the buggy
knew that Summit couldn't get after us with to the little village, three miles away, where we
anything stronger than constables and, maybe, had hired it, and walked back to the mountain.
some lackadaisical bloodhounds and a diatribe Bill was pasting court plaster 7 over the
or two in the Weekly Farmers' Budget. So, it scratches and bruises on his features.
looked good.
1. apparition (ap';}·rlsh';m): a sudden or unusual sight;
Bill meant an "aberration," a moving away from the
normal to the atypical.
W
e selected for our victim the only child
2. undeleterious (i:in-del'!-t!r'e·;}s): harmless.
of a prominent citizen named 3. philoprogenitiveness (fll' o-pro-jen'!-tlv·n;}s): love for
Ebenezer Dorset. The father was one's own children.
respectable and tight, a mortgage fancier and 4. radius: range or area.
a stern, upright collection plate passer and 5. bas-relief (ba'r!-lef'): slightly raised; a kind of sculpture
carved so that figures stand out only slightly from the
forecloser. The kid was a boy of ten, with
background's flat surface.
bas-relief5 freckles and hair the color of the 6. brake: a thick grouping of trees or undergrowth.
cover of the magazine you buy at the 7. court plaster: adhesive cloth for covering superficial cuts
newsstand when you want to catch a train. or scratches on the skin, used in the 18th century.
humiliating screams, such as women emit the sun. I wasn't nervous or afraid; but I sat
when they see caterpillars. It's an awful thing up and leaned against a rock.
to hear a strong, desperate, fat man scream "What you getting up so soon for, Sam?"
incontinently in a cave at daybreak. asked Bill.
I jumped up to see what the matter was. "Me?" says I. "Oh, I got a kind of pain in
Red Chief was sitting on Bill's chest, with one my shoulder. I thought sitting up would rest it."
hand twined in Bill's hair. In the other he had "You're a liar!" says Bill. "You're afraid.
the sharp case knife we used for slicing bacon; You was to be burned at sunrise, and you was
and he was industriously and realistically afraid he'd do it. And he would, too, if he
trying to take Bill's scalp, according to the could find a match. Ain't it awful, Sam?
sentence that had been pronounced upon him Do you think anybody will pay out money
the evening before. to get a little imp like that back home?"
I got the knife away from the kid and made "Sure," said I. "A rowdy kid like that is just
him lie down again. But, from that moment, the kind that parents dote on. Now, you and the
Bill's spirit was broken. He laid down on his Chief get up and cook breakfast, while I go up
side of the bed, but he never closed an eye on the top of this mountain and reconnoiter."
again in sleep as long as that boy was with us. I went up on the peak of the little mountain
I dozed off for a while, but along toward and ran my eye over the contiguous vicinity.
sunup I remembered that Red Chief had said I Over toward Summit I expected to see the
was to be burned at the stake at the rising of sturdy yeomanry of the village armed with
WORDS
TO pervade (par-vad') v. to be spread or to be present throughout
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"I was only funning," says he, sullenly.
"I didn't mean to hurt Old Hank. But what
did he hit me for? I'll behave, Snake-eye, if you
won't send me home and if you'll let me play
the Scout today."
"I don't know the game," says I. "That's for
you and Mr. Bill to decide. He's your playmate
for the day. I'm going away for a while, on
business. Now, you come in and make friends
with him and say you are sorry for hurting
him, or home you go, at once."
I made him and Bill shake hands, and then
I took Bill aside and told him I was going to
Poplar Grove, a little village three miles from
the cave, and find out what I could about how
the kidnapping had been regarded in Summit.
Also, I thought it best to send a peremptory
letter to old man Dorset that day, demanding
the ransom and dictating how it should be paid.
"You know, Sam," says Bill, "I've stood by
you without batting an eye in earthquakes,
fire, and flood-in poker games, dynamite
outrages, police raids, train robberies, and
cyclones. I never lost my nerve yet till we
kidnapped that two-legged skyrocket of a kid.
He's got me going. You won't leave me long
with him, will you, Sam?"
"I'll be back sometime this afternoon," says
J
I. "You must keep the boy amused and quiet I
till I return. And now we'll write the letter to tr-=- •
old Dorset."
Bill and I got paper and pencil and worked I
on the letter while Red Chief, with a blanket
wrapped around him, strutted up and down, (
guarding the mouth of the cave. Bill begged
me tearfully to make the ransom fifteen
hundred dollars instead of two thousand.
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"I ain't attempting," says he, "to decry 11 the
celebrated moral aspect of parental affection,
WORDS
collaborate (ke-lab'e-rat) v. to work together on a project
TO
comply (kem-pli') v. to act according to a command, request, or order
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wanted to know. I referred casually to the "What's the trouble, Bill?" I asks him.
price of black-eyed peas, posted my letter "I was rode," says Bill, "the ninety miles to
surreptitiously and came away. The postmaster the stockade, not barring an inch. Then, when
said the mail carrier would come by in an hour the settlers was rescued, I was given oats. Sand
to take the mail to Summit. ain't a palatable substitute. And then, for an
When I got back to the cave, Bill and the hour I had to try to explain to him why there
boy were not to be found. I explored the was nothin' in holes, how a road can run both
vicinity of the cave and risked a yodel or two, ways, and what makes the grass green. I tell
but there was no response. you, Sam, a human can only stand so much.
So I sat down on a I takes him by the neck of his clothes and
I showed mossy bank to await drags him down the mountain. On the way he
developments. kicks my legs black and blue from the knees
him the road In about half an down; and I've got to have two or three bites
hour I heard the on my thumb and hand cauterized. 13
to Summit bushes rustle, and Bill "But he's gone"-continues Bill-"gone
wabbled out into the home. I showed him the road to Summit and
and kicked little glade in front of kicked him about eight feet nearer there at one
him about the cave. Behind him
was the kid, stepping
kick. I'm sorry we lose the ransom; but it was
either that or Bill Driscoll to the madhouse."
eight feet softly like a scout, Bill is puffing and blowing, but there is a
look of ineffable peace and growing content
with a broad grin on
nearer there his face. Bill stopped, on his rose-pink features.
took off his hat, and "Bill," says I, "there isn't any heart disease in
at one ic . wiped his face with a your family, is there?"
red handkerchief. The "No," says Bill, "nothing chronic except
kid stopped about malaria and accidents. Why?"
eight feet behind him. "Then you might turn around," says I, "and
"Sam," says Bill, "I have a look behind you."
suppose you think I'm a renegade, but I Bill turns and sees the boy, and loses his
couldn't help it. I'm a grown person with complexion and sits down plump on the
masculine proclivities and habits of self-defense, ground and begins to pluck aimlessly at grass
but there is a time when all systems of egotism and little sticks. For an hour I was afraid of
and predominance fail. The boy is gone. I sent his mind. And then I told him that my scheme
him home. All is off. There was martyrs in old was to put the whole job through immediately
times," goes on Bill, "that suffered death rather and that we would get the ransom and be off
than give up the particular graft they enjoyed.
None of 'em ever was subjugated to such tortures 12. depredation (dep'r1-da'sh:m): robbery or plundering.
as I have been. I tried to be faithful to our articles 13. cauterized (ko't:J·rizd): burned a wound in order to stop
of depredation; 12 but there came a limit." bleeding or to promote healing.
WORDS
surreptitiously (sur'ap-tlsh'as-le) adv. in a sneaky way; secretly
TO
palatable (pal'a-ta-bal) adj. acceptable to the taste; able to be eaten
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with it by midnight if old Dorset fell in with half an hour. I opened the note, got near the
our proposition. So Bill braced up enough to lantern, and read it to Bill. It was written with
give the kid a weak sort of a smile and a a pen in a crabbed hand, 14 and the sum and
promise to play the Russian in a Japanese war substance of it was this:
with him as soon as he felt a little better.
I had a scheme for collecting that ransom
TWO DESPERATE MEN:
without danger of being caught by
Gentlemen: I received your letter today by
counterplots that ought to commend itself to
post, in regard to the ransom you ask for the
professional kidnappers. The tree under which
return of my son. I think you are a little high
the answer was to be left-and the money
in your demands, and I hereby make you a
later on-was
counterproposition, which I am inclined to
At half past close to the road
believe you will accept. You bring Johnny home
fence, with big,
and pay me two hundred and fifty dollars in
eight I was bare fields on all
cash, and I agree to take him off your hands.
sides. If a gang
up in that of constables
You had better come at night, for the neighbors
believe he is lost, and I couldn't be responsible
should be
tree as well watching for
for what they would do to anybody they saw
bringing him back. Very respectfully,
hidden as anyone to come
EBENEZER DORSET
for the note, they
a tree toad, could see him a
long way off "Great Pirates of Penzance," says I; "of all
waiting for crossing the the impudent-"
fields or in the But I glanced at Bill, and hesitated. He had
the messenger road. But no, the most appealing look in his eyes I ever saw
to arrive. sirree! At half on the face of a dumb or a talking brute.
past eight I was "Sam," says he, "what's two hundred and
up in that tree fifty dollars, after all? We've got the money.
as well hidden One more night of this kid will send me to a
as a tree toad, bed in Bedlam. 15 Besides being a thorough
waiting for the messenger to arrive. gentleman, I think Mr. Dorset is a spendthrift
Exactly on time, a half-grown boy rides up for making us such a liberal offer. You ain't
the road on a bicycle, locates the pasteboard going to let the chance go, are you?"
box at the foot of the fence post, slips a folded "Tell you the truth, Bill," says I, "this little
piece of paper into it, and pedals away again he-ewe lamb has somewhat got on my nerves
back toward Summit. too. We'll take him home, pay the ransom, and
I waited an hour and then concluded the make our getaway."
thing was square. I slid down the tree, got the
note, slipped along the fence till I struck the 14. crabbed hand: handwriting that is difficult to read.
woods, and was back at the cave in another 15. Bedlam: an insane asylum.
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