There is an irrepressible conflict between freedom and every form of involuntary servitude that exists under the sun. This nigger business will lead to a bloody war long before Uncle Sam is done with it, and I doubt if even war will settle it."
"But Oregon may come into the Union as a slave State, John. You know that the extension of slavery is the chief theme that is agitating Congress now."
"I'll have a chance to fight the curse in Oregon, Annie. But it is a settled condition here. I'll fight it to the bitter end, if I get a chance!" He strode away to look after the cattle and men.
"Dear, patient mother!" cried Jean, stroking her mother's cheek tenderly. "Your head is as clear as a bell. But there's a whole lot o' common-sense in what daddie says, too. We'll soon have settled weather; th' n you won't mind travelling. We all think you'll be well and strong as soon as we get settled in Oregon."
"Maybe so, if I could only live to get there," faltered the feeble woman. "But—"
"But what, mother?"
"Nothing. I was only thinking."
Jean's heart sank. "You must get to bed, mother dear," she said lovingly.
The Ranger children, tired out with the fatigue and excitement of the day, were soon locked in the deep sleep of healthy youth and vigor. Not so Mrs. Ranger. The regular breathing of her sleeping loved ones soothed her nerves, but she seemed preternaturally awake.
A gentle breeze stirred the white wagon-hood overhead. Sukie, who was tethered near, neighed gently as Mrs. Ranger spoke her name, and came closer to be stroked.
"Is de Cap'n heah?" asked a dusky figure with a child on its hip, as it edged its way between the mare and the wagon-wheel.
"He's out with the cattle at present. Is there anything I can do for you?"
