“I can safely leave Steve now, while I look up Charley and the other boys,” Will thought, as he plied2 his oars3.
Charley was soon found, and Will told him all about Stephen and the fire-crackers4. Charley, of course, was delighted with Will’s artifice5; and together the two planned to torment6 poor Stephen still further. With the co-operation of the other boys, they determined7 to execute the following programme: First, to bury the gunpowder8 under a large stone, on the shore farthest from the picknickers, with a boy in charge to fire the train at the proper time; secondly9, to lure10 Stephen into a boat, row him down past the “arsenal,”—the sounding name Charles gave to the place where the powder was to be buried,—and when the explosion took place, let him infer that a catastrophe11 was the upshot of his trick.
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In fiendish atrocity12, this little plot probably outherods anything ever planned by boys. Their only hopes of success was that Steve would prove an easy victim. But they need not have been afraid; they were destined13 to carry their scheme.
Truly, as the ancient Romans used to say, “Fortune favors the brave.” Only, the ancient Romans probably said it in Latin.
“We can do it, Will,” Charles said, confidently, “and it will do poor deluded14 and misguided Stunner a good turn, if it teaches him to leave tricks to you and me. All that is necessary is, to lay our plans well, keep Steve’s back to the place where the explosion will come from, and play our parts with sober and horrified16 faces. The hole in the ground will be gazed at and admired about the time the picnic folks get the feast spread, and our little game will sharpen our appetites like a whet-stone. Now, let us go and find George, and Jim, and Marmaduke, and go to work.”
These worthies17 were hunted out forthwith; and when the plot was unfolded to them, they signified their readiness to take part in so good a trick against Stephen.
Jim threatened to do his best; but, in his own mind, determined to keep at a safe distance when proceedings18 actually began, though he locked this wise determination in his breast—which was capacious enough, if not strong enough, to keep it.
“It won’t amount to much, boys,” George observed, “because, you know, wet gunpowder has lost most of its virtue19.”
“Why, how’s that?” Charles demanded. “Where did you find out that? Why, gunpowder hasn’t any virtue, anyhow.”
“No, of course not, what has powder to do with virtue?” Will chimed in.
“I tell you it has; don’t contradict folks that know!” the sage20 indignantly retorted. “Don’t you remember, John Hoyt, on that island, wasn’t afraid of being blown up, because he knew the powder had lost its virtue?”
“Y-e-s,” Charles reluctantly assented21, “but I never[139] could understand how John knew that, when he’d always lived on that island, and never seen or heard of powder before.”
“I don’t understand that, either,” said George; “but John was right; he knew—or if he didn’t, the man that wrote the book did!”
That settled the question; the Sage had triumphed.
At length everything was arranged to the plotters’ satisfaction, and the Sage was detailed22 to fire the train.
“You won’t see much of the fun, George,” said Charles; “but you will understand the business. I never knew you to bungle23 anything; don’t bungle this.”
“You can’t expect much from wet gunpowder, but if you do your part as well as I intend to do mine, all right!” George replied with spirit.
They picked out a very good place to fire the powder, so far away from the scene of the picnic that no one would be likely to intrude24 on them.
“The boats are wanted very much just now,” said Will; “I wonder whether we can get one or not.”
Now, those boys knew that they were doing wrong, and the writer ventures to assert that they all cherished a secret hope that they would not succeed in carrying their little game.
But presently a bulky old gentleman (bulky is not used in contempt, but because it is well known that bulkiness and generosity25 are twin brothers), who owned a staunch little boat, told them to use his boat as much as they pleased. He did not suspect, however, that a party of dare-devil boys wanted it for their own exclusive use, but supposed that one or two of them purposed rowing indolent pleasure-seekers up and down the river. Had he guessed their nefarious26 designs, he would have moderated his generosity, and set out in quest of a peace-officer.
Thus put in possession, the four pulled stoutly27 for the island. They were in some doubt as to whether Steve would still be there, for not one dreamed that he had taken the matter so much to heart.
“Steve was a little uneasy when I left him,” said Will; “how do you suppose he feels about it now?”
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“Oh!” said Charles, “he’s all right, I’ll wager28. You may depend he hasn’t been moping over those fire-crackers all this time. No, he’s as lively as a baulky horse by this time; but our explosion will muddle29 his wits, all the same.”
“He’ll get his dander up when he finds it out,” Jim observed.
“I wonder if the boats are all gone, and he’s fast on the island,” Marmaduke speculated.
“Boys,” said Will, “if that wet and muddy fellow that I told you about, went back to the island, as he said he should, perhaps he has kept Steve from finding out that—”
“Pshaw! I tell you, Steve is all right!” Charles reiterated30.
“Then, if the boy is all right, what is the use of our trick?” Will demanded. “We can’t scare him worthy31 a cent, if he’s all right.”
“I don’t make out what you’re driving at, Will. At first, you were eager to scare him; and now, you are talking in riddles32.”
“I—I’m beginning to relent,” said Will, sheepishly.
“Well, we’ll see how he is, and settle that accordingly.”
“There they are!” said Marmaduke, sighting Steve and the ireful newspaper genius.
The boys recklessly waved their oars, and enthusiastically chorused a stentorian33 hollo.
Stephen, hearing his schoolfellows’ greeting, quickly turned round, and returned a faint, but joyous34, hollo.
“How kind they are to come!” he said to himself. “Now, I guess it will be all serene35; for they can soon tell me what to do. Well, the boys always were better to me than I deserved. I’ll tell them just how it is, and I don’t believe they’ll laugh at me a bit.”
“More boys!” groaned36 the steaming Mr. Sarjent. “More boys coming to torment me.”
The plotters soon landed, and crowded around Stephen.
“What a fire, Steve,” said Charley. “It smells as if you’d been burning a witch.”
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“Come on, Steve,” said Will; “we’ve got a good boat, and we’re off for a cruise before they set the tables.”
Steve’s face brightened, then clouded, and he said, hopelessly, “I can’t go.”
“Can’t go?” echoed Charley. “Why, Stunner, what’s the matter with you? You look like a phantom37, and here you sit, like an Indian idol38; taking no exercise, having no fun, and doing nothing! Come now, you’ve got to go with us.”
“Charley,” Steve whispered, “don’t joke with me, nor make fun of me, for I can’t stand it. Charley, if you should have some old fire-crackers done up in a box, and you should put ’em into a fire, what do you suppose they would do?”
“Do?” said Charley. “Why, if they were old, as you say, they might be mildewed39, for all you or I know, and burn up with the box, like so much solid wood—or else squib and hiss40 a little, and then go out.”
This novel and striking idea was too much for Steve’s fevered brain. Mildewed fire-crackers! His head swam; but with an effort he recovered himself, and flashed Charles such a look of gratitude41 that the plot came within an inch of crumbling42 into a woeful ruin.
“Poor fellow!” thought Charles. “Here he is fretting43 about those crackers yet! It is mean to play this trick on him, when he is so worried and excited. But then he is male-spirited, as my father says, and I know he would like to get hold of as good a trick himself.”
“Well, Steve, will you go?” Will asked impatiently.
“’Pon my word, I believe Steve has been afraid to get into a boat ever since we were out on the lake!” Jim exclaimed maliciously44.
“Don’t stay on my account, bub,” sneered45 the man in the water-soaked garments. “I shall not be lonely without you.”
Stephen had been recovering his spirits ever since the boys arrived; and Jim’s taunt46 roused him to anger, while these last outrageous47 words stung him to the quick.
“Bub!” he repeated to himself. “That’s twice he called me bub! I can’t stand being called that; I never[142] knew a boy that could. Botheration! I’ve a great mind to go with them, after all! They will treat me well, and not bother me, nor call me—no, I won’t say that horrid48 word again. Well, surely, whatever was in the box, is burnt up now!”
Seeing that Stephen still hesitated, Mr. Sarjent took in the situation, bent49 a gorgon50 look on him, and again acted the huffer. “I made a blood-curdling threat a while ago,” he said; “I see I shall have to put it into execution, or else you will have to leave. Go, all of you!”
“My stars, Timor! I’ll show you whether I’m afraid to get into that boat, or to do anything else!” Steve cried, in desperation.
Then he caught up a stick and thrust it into the fire here and there, in spite of the peevish51 and browbeating52 stranger’s remonstrances53. Of course he saw nothing of the box. Though not quite satisfied,—for it was impossible to get entirely54 over his uneasiness so quickly,—he stopped with a sharp—
“Boys, I’ll go!”
Jim, as recorded above, had no burning desire to go with the boys; but, for all that, he found himself in the boat, and the boat on its way from the island. Then he became alarmed, but seeing no help for it, determined to make the best of it. Two facts are well-established: first, he who accuses another of cowardice55 is commonly a downright coward himself; second, no right-minded boy can be called a coward without doing some foolhardy thing to prove the contrary.
Poor Steve! The artful boys had quietly had him sit with his face towards the island, and he stole uneasy glances towards it, as if still fearing an explosion. By degrees he became calmer; the fresh, sparkling water revived him; and at length he became even merry. Yet his gaiety was more assumed than real, though the others did not know it. They were delighted with the success of their plot, and thought that he would be as pleased as anybody when the shock of the explosion should be over.
“Let me row,” he said suddenly.
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“No, no!” Charles said hastily. “We are going to give you a free ride, Steve; so, sit where you are, with your back against the gunwale, and watch the picnickers.”
Steve complied with this request, little knowing why it was made.
The boat glided56 along smoothly57 and swiftly, and presently a bend in the river hid the island from sight, and soon afterwards the merry-makers. Stephen still lolled comfortably in the same position. But as the distance between them and the island increased, he became restless again.
They were now approaching the falls, and would soon be opposite to George and his mine—the “arsenal,” as Charley called it.
Charley was afraid that Stephen might ask embarrassing questions about the fire-crackers, or their course, and he kept up so lively a flow of conversation that the poor boy could not edge in a word.
It was downright cruelty to humbug58 the boy in this deliberate and underhand way, and we do not wish to palliate their guilt59. The reader, however, must bear in mind that these boys are not the sinless and noble-hearted youths who generally figure in stories, but are at all times mischievous60, though rarely cruel or wicked.
As they neared the falls, Charles suddenly ceased to talk, and Steve seized the opportunity to ask eagerly, “Will, can you tell me what was in that box? I almost concluded that some mistake had been made, and that perhaps you had found it out since. Were they fire-crackers?”
Will answered hesitatingly, as though ashamed of himself: “Why, yes, Steve, sure enough, a mistake was made. This morning I discovered that instead of fire-crackers, I gave you a box of my father’s, full of wet gunpowder.”
Steve’s face blanched61. Not being so learned as George, it seemed to him, in his present state of mind, that wet gunpowder must be more dangerous than any other kind.
“That’s why it didn’t go off; but, if it’s there, it will go off yet!” he muttered.
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Will observed the look of dismay on the boy’s face, and said soothingly62, “Pshaw, Steve! Don’t be frightened; wet gunpowder has no virtue; don’t trouble about it or the fire.”
Charles and Will, having thus eased their conscience, and Steve’s anxiety, felt that all the warning that duty required had been given; and unshipping their oars, let the boat drift with the stream—taking care, however, to keep close to the bank where George lurked63 in ambush64.
But Stephen, in his awakened65 uneasiness, did not heed66 Will’s comforting remark, nor did he wonder how Will could know anything about what had been done with the box.
“Boys, we’re near the falls!” Jim cried, in terror. “Stop the boat!”
But this warning was disregarded, and Charley struck up “Yankee Doodle,” the signal agreed upon with George.
Stephen, of course, did not know what this meant; but Jim did, and he was oppressed with gloomy forebodings.
Mark this: Stephen faced the right bank of the river, while George was on the left bank. The island was hidden by a bend in the river. Consequently, if an explosion should take place, Stephen would naturally jump to the conclusion that it had taken place on the island.
The boat slowly but steadily67 neared the falls. It certainly would have been prudent68 to stop their downward course, but no one, except Jim, appeared to be aware of this. Charley whistled bravely, though he wondered why no sign came from George, whom the high bank, fringed with bushes, effectually concealed69.
Then the archplotters themselves became uneasy; and concluding that the powder had no virtue whatever they shipped their oars in mournful silence.
What was George doing meanwhile? As soon as the boys left him, he set about digging his mine. “Now,” he mused70, “I shall not be so foolish as Stephen; I shall pry71 the box open, and see what is in it. It may be only a paint box, for all I know.”
By means of his jack-knife he forced off the lid, and[145] found that it was powder—genuine powder—perfectly dry. But alas72! the tried and trusty business blade of his knife was snapped off short!
Now, as the reader knows, George was a philosopher, and he took his good fortune and mishap73 philosophically74. “By the end of the week,” he said, “I may be sorry about this knife, but I can’t be now!”
Then, picking up and gloating over the box: “Dry as the sun! How capital! Won’t I make the most of it! But what a blundering family those Lawrences are! Even Mr. Lawrence himself has made a mistake; he thought the powder had got wet. Well, they beat all the folks to blunder that I ever saw; it must run in the family.”
With a chuckle75 of ineffable76 satisfaction, he sat down to map out his mode of procedure. “I understand how to make the most of good gunpowder,” he mused; “what fun it would be to have a loud explosion—one that would stun15 even Will and Charley! I can do it, and I will!”
He arose and began to work as only a boy whose mind is bent on mischief77 can work, gathering78 up heaps of stones and rubbish; that soiled his picnic clothes, almost beyond restoration. Then he laid the box of powder in the bottom of his mine, placed a heavy stone on the wrenched-off lid, and piled the accumulated stones and rubbish over it so scientifically that a warlike explosion would be a foregone conclusion. The “train” was very simple—only a little pile of chips, twigs79, and shavings, and a cotton string that led down to the powder.
When he heard the signal, he set fire to the train; but it took the fire some time to burn its way down to the powder. In his anxiety to see whether it would ignite, he neglected to place sufficient space between himself and his mine; therefore—but the consequence may be guessed; it is sufficient to say that he was neither killed nor seriously wounded.
Charles and Will had taken only a few strokes with the oars, when suddenly a tremendous explosion took place. With a roar like that of St. George’s Dragon the mine had sprung, and a cloud of stones and sundry80 other[146] things rushed up into the air, only to descend81 with fury on the surrounding regions. Its effects were startling. Charles and Will were wholly unprepared for such a finale, and their faces showed the liveliest amazement82 as they stared blankly at each other, struck dumb with consternation83.
Before they had time to think, the stones came whistling down all around them—the larger ones striking the water with a heavy and sonorous84 thud—the smaller ones singing and hissing85 like bullets.
There was no help for it; they were obliged to sit still and take their chances. Jim screamed himself black in the face, while Marmaduke vainly attempted to realize grandeur86 or romance in their perilous87 situation. Poor Stephen! with a ghastly face he kept his seat, apparently88 unable to move or speak.
All excepting Stephen escaped injury. He, poor fellow, had his arm broken by a falling piece of stone. The boat, however, did not come off so well; two stones bored two large holes through the bottom of it.
The water poured in through these holes, and Jim, boohooing and fearing he knew not what, jumped overboard. This roused the two plotters, Charles and Will, and they shouted, “The oars are gone—we can’t row! Jump out and swim for the shore, or we’ll all be taken over! Come, Steve, don’t be frightened; don’t mind. We did it all, Steve; we did it, and George fired it.”
But Stephen’s brain was in a whirl, and he did not understand them.
“Save Jim! He’ll be too frightened to swim,” Will cried. “Steve and Marmaduke can swim well enough. Hurry! we’re near the falls!”
Will and Charles sprang out of the boat for Jim, grappled him, and, after a violent struggle with the current, towed him ashore89, safe, but perilously90 near the brink91 of the falls. All three had nearly been swept over! Marmaduke joined them a moment later. They did not know that Stephen’s arm was broken, and believing that he was safe on shore above them, their first thought was for George.
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“Oh! he must have been blown to atoms!” Will groaned.
His agony far exceeded Stephen’s on the island—in fact, the tables had been turned in an unlooked-for manner.
“Yes, we must see about him,” said Charles, with pale face and unsteady voice, a gnawing92 pain in the region of his heart—a sensation that is experienced only when a person is strongly moved.
Scrambling93 up the bank, they saw George—bruised94 and bleeding, but looking supremely95 happy—peering into a jagged hole in the ground.
“Hallo, George!” Will called out. “Are you hurt?”
“Oh, a little,” said George. “Yes,” he added, “I—I’m pretty sore.”
“We were afraid you were destroyed.”
“Well, I never thought of the stones flying about so; I only thought of the noise;” George avowed96. “But,” with a self-satisfied smile, “how did you like it?”
“Like it?” said Charles. “Why, it was awful! I’d no idea that gunpowder is such strong stuff: this must have been pretty virtuous97, after all!”
“Well, boys, I opened the box, and the powder was as dry as a bonfire. So I fixed98 things to make a noise; but I never thought the stones would shoot so—I mean, I knew it, of course; but I didn’t calculate for it. It was a fine sight, though, to see them shoot up into the air. How did it appear to you?”
“‘Appear!’ Well, the stones broke two holes through the boat!” Will growled99. “But where is Steve? haven’t you seen him?”
“Seen him? No, where can he be? How did he take it, anyway?”
“I think he was very much frightened, he looked so queer,” said Charles. “Oh, boys! where is he? Perhaps he was hurt!”
Then they flew to the bank. But the most searching glances failed to discover either the boat or Stephen.
“Steve! Steve!” they shouted, in convulsive grief.
“Oh, who saw him last?” Will asked. “Was he in the boat, or swimming?”
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No one could answer the question, and the boys’ pale faces betrayed how their conscience was reproaching them.
In truth, Stephen’s broken arm, together with the shock of the explosion, had rendered him helpless, and he had been swept over the falls in the boat.
It would be dramatic to break off here, leaving the reader a prey100 to fruitless inquiries101 as to Stephen’s fate, drop down among the hungry-eyed little picnickers in the grove102 that bordered the river, and give a glowing description of what was going on. But as this story has very little to do with the picnic, and as most readers would a little rather hear about Stephen, I will deliberately103 transgress104 the laws of romance, and tell how it fared with him.
The explosion was distinctly heard by the merry-makers, and the picnic broke up in confusion. Crowds of excited people were soon skirting the winding105 banks of the river, and Stephen was found and fished out of the water, more dead than alive. He was immediately taken to his home, and a surgeon was called in. The surgeon set the broken arm, and after examining the boy carefully, said that although severely106 bruised, he was not hurt internally. But Stephen’s sufferings were not over yet. The fright and the shock proved too much for him; fever set in; and it was long before he rejoined his school-fellows, and several months before he recovered his health and strength.
Mr. Lawrence, “a sadder and a wiser man,” blamed himself for having indirectly107 contributed to the disaster. He reproved his son in these words: “I must say, Will, that you and your companions showed a deplorable want of honor in your dealings with poor Stephen this day.”
The man in whose field the explosion had taken effect set up a howl of righteous indignation on seeing the “chasm” in the ground; and did not stop to consider that the youngsters had only altered the physical features of a little plot of stony108 and untilled ground by changing the position of a few ancient stones, and by removing a few others into the bed of the river.
The portly and benevolent109 old gentleman said sadly, as[149] he gazed upon the wreck110 of his sometime gay little boat, “Well, it is now manifested that a boat cannot be taken over these falls without being shattered to flinders. But, of course, nothing can kill a modern boy; he is indestructible.”
The observing reader of this history will remark that whatever these boys meddled111 with generally came to a dishonorable end.
And the “reformers” themselves, what of them? Probably, in the whole United States there could not have been found three more miserable112 boys than Will, Charles, and George, as they trudged113 home that day from the scene of their exploits—the clothing of the first two uncomfortably wet—the frame of the other smarting with pain. But their forlorn and dilapidated appearance excited no pity from the horrified villagers.
Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence, in despair, sent their son to his aunt Eleanor’s, to spend a few days, hoping that he would there reflect on the folly114 of his doings, and amend115. He and the others suffered tenfold more shame than Stephen after the scandal about the “mad dog.”
Boys, listen to the moral of this unconscionably dreary116 chapter:
It is quite right and desirable that you should, under proper tuition, learn the uses and the usefulness of gunpowder; but, if you know of any trick in which it is to be an agent, think of Stephen, and hang back.
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