“Wasn’t it strange that he escaped being hit?”
“It was providential,” replied Mrs. Evans. “I have heard Godfrey himself say that he could have shot a squirrel’s eye out at the distance he was from the gunboat. They began to shoot at him as soon as he left the house, and I sat there and looked through the window and saw them do it. They fired as fast as they could get a sight at him, and the guns popped so rapidly that they reminded me of a burning cane-brake. When they stopped, I managed to get up and go to the door. There was a big cotton field where this brier patch is now, and it was half a mile wide. On the other side of it was a rail fence that ran between the field and the woods, and there I saw[Pg 38] Godfrey’s white horse. I thought at first that Godfrey wasn’t with him, but he was. He was leaning over and throwing the top rails off the fence. When he had done that, he straightened up, and seeing me standing4 in the door, he waived6 his hat to let me know that he was safe. Then he jumped his horse over the fence into the woods, and rode away out of sight.
“At that minute you and Daniel began to cry, and when I turned about to see what the matter was, I found the road blue with Federals. The boat had landed in front of the house, and a party was coming off with an officer. They entered without ceremony, and asked me who it was that rode off on that white horse, and if I knew where there were any weapons. I told them that he was my husband and your father, and that he had taken all the weapons with him. They evidently did not believe the last statement, for they searched every room in the house, and tumbled things about at a great rate; but they didn’t break anything, and all I missed after they were gone was your father’s picture which he had just had taken for me in Rochdale.
“Having satisfied themselves that there were no weapons in the house, the sailors went back to the[Pg 39] boat, which moved off into the lake, and went down the Pass toward Coldwater. I was glad when they were gone, and glad too to be let off so easily, for I had been told that these gunboat men were awful fellows; but they never troubled us, although we saw hundreds of them afterward7. It was the soldiers that did the damage and our experience with them began the very next day. A transport loaded with them came into the lake, and the soldiers camped on our plantation8. When they first came, we had cows, pigs, chickens and milk and butter; but in less than an hour we had none of these things left, and but little furniture. They took the rocking-chairs out to sit in beside their camp-fires, and broke the tables, washstands and bureaus up into firewood, when there were plenty of fence-rails to be had for the taking. Then one of them said there wasn’t light enough for them to eat by, but he’d soon have more, and he did; for he pulled a straw bed into the middle of one of the rooms and touched a match to it.
“How I lived through that night I don’t know. When morning came the house was gone and so were the soldiers; and I was turned out of doors with two little children to take care of. Your father came back as soon as the soldiers were all out of sight, and[Pg 40] threw up a little brush shantee, that we lived in, until some of the neighbors could get together and build us some better shelter. They put up this cabin for us, and after we had time to collect the clothing and furniture the soldiers had left us, we found that we were not so badly off after all. But the war was hardly more than half through then, and we had a good deal to stand before peace was declared. The guerillas came next, and you see just what they left us. I thought things would go better with us when your father came home, but somehow they didn’t. Times have been growing harder instead of better. We’re getting poorer and poorer every year, and mercy knows what’s going to become of us!”
“Well, it’s one comfort to know that we can’t be much worse off than we are now,” said David. “It isn’t possible. But keep up a good heart, mother. I’ve got some news for you, and it’s better than that barrel business too, for it’s honest. I have a chance to make a hundred and fifty dollars.”
Mrs. Evans opened her eyes and looked at David without speaking.
“It’s a fact,” said the boy, “and Don Gordon is the one who put me in the way to do it. You know his father takes lots of papers, and among them is[Pg 41] the Rod and Gun, which tells all about fishing and hunting. Well, Don was reading this paper the other day, and he found in it an advertisement asking for live quail9—fifty dozen of them. He showed it to me last night, and asked me why couldn’t I catch them and send them to the man.”
“Who wants them, and what is he going to do with them after he gets them?” asked Mrs. Evans.
“O, somebody up North wants ’em. Don says they had a hard time up there last winter. The weather was awful cold, the snow was so deep that the birds couldn’t get anything to eat, and the quail all died. This man belongs to some kind of a club—a ‘sportsman’s club,’ I think Don called it—and he wants these quail to stock the country again. When he gets them, he’s going to turn them loose and let them go. He offers three dollars and a half a dozen. Don says it will cost something to send them there, but that I can make three dollars on every dozen just as easy as falling off a log. Say, mother, don’t say anything to father or Dan about it, will you?”
Mrs. Evans promised that she would not.
“You see,” added David, by way of explanation, “they always want me to divide when I’ve got any money, but they never say a word about sharing[Pg 42] with me when they have any. Besides, what they get never does anybody any good, not even themselves; and, mother, if I get this hundred and fifty, I want it to do you some good. You need stockings, and shoes, and a new dress.”
Mrs. Evans placed her hand tenderly on the boy’s head, and told herself that if all her family cared as much for her comfort as he did, she would fare better.
“Do you think you can catch so many?” she asked. “Fifty dozen is a large number.”
“I know it, but just see what I’ve done already. Last winter, when we were so poor that nobody would trust us for anything to eat, and we couldn’t raise money to buy powder and shot to shoot game with, I kept the family in food, didn’t I?”
Mrs. Evans remembered it perfectly10, and knew that providing the family with something to eat was not all this fifteen year old boy had done during that hard winter. By the aid of his traps he had kept his mother comfortably clothed, and it was seldom indeed that he could not produce a dollar for the purchase of such luxuries as tea and coffee.
“Well,” continued David, “one trap did it all. It caught just as many quail as we could eat and sell. One day I took twenty-seven out of it. This winter[Pg 43] I shall set a dozen traps, and suppose I catch five a day in each one of them! If I do, it will take me just ten days to fill the order.”
“But wouldn’t it first be a good plan to write to this man and make a bargain with him? Suppose somebody traps and sends him the fifty dozen before you do?”
“O, that’s all provided for. Don said he would write to the man last night, and I shall not begin until I hear from him. One hundred and fifty dollars for the quail, and ten dollars for breaking the pointer. One hundred and sixty dollars in all. That will help us through the winter, and if father and Dan would only do something to bring in as much more, we’d get along well enough. But I must be off to the fields now, mother. I’ll have a quail for your supper, sure.”
As David said this he took a rusty11, single barrel shot gun down from some hooks over the door, threw a miserable12 apology for a game bag over his shoulder, kissed his mother and went out of the cabin. He unfastened the pointer, and with the animal trotting13 contentedly14 at his heels, made his way through the brier-patch toward the nearest open field.
“There’s one thing I didn’t tell mother,” thought[Pg 44] David, “and that is, I can get ten dollars just as soon as I have a mind to ask for it. It will take perhaps two months to break this dog so that he will work even passably well in the field; but I needn’t wait that long for the money, because Don told me I could have it whenever I wanted it. You see he isn’t afraid to trust me. If it wasn’t for the looks of the thing I’d ask him for it this very afternoon. But I’ll wait a day or two, and then won’t I astonish mother with the bundle of things I’ll bring her from the store? Dan and father shan’t see a cent of it, and neither will I spend any of it on myself. Mother needs it more than anybody else, and she shall have it all. Hallo!” exclaimed David, as the little piping note of warning the quail utters when suddenly disturbed, fell on his ear. “Come here, pup—I declare, I forgot to ask your master what your name is—come here, and let’s see how much or how little you know!”
David was standing close beside a fence which ran between the brier-patch and a stubble-field. He looked over into the field when he heard the notes of warning, and saw a flock of quails15 running through the stubble, and directing their course toward a little thicket16 of bushes that grew on the banks of[Pg 45] a bayou near by. Had Dan Evans been there with that shot gun in his hands, he would have blazed away at once, and could hardly have failed to kill or wound three or four of the flock, so closely were they huddled17 together. That was the kind of a hunter Dan was; but David, having learned what he knew of bird shooting from Don Gordon, who was a thoroughbred young sportsman, would have allowed the game to go off scot free before he would have made a “pot shot” at them. Shooting on the wing requires skill on the part of the hunter, and gives the game the best chance for its life; and this was the method David always adopted. He lifted the pup over the fence, got over himself, and with a waive5 of his hand and a “Hie on, old boy!” walked toward the spot where the flock had last been seen.
The dog seemed to understand him perfectly, and was off like a shot. Of course he would not quarter the ground in obedience18 to a motion of the boy’s hand—he had not learned that yet—but he searched the stubble thoroughly19, and when he struck the trail of the running flock, he began to follow it up like an old dog. Suddenly he stopped and stood as motionless as if he had been turned into stone. He was pointing a quail hidden in the stubble almost under[Pg 46] his nose. David walked up, flushed the bird, and when it was in the air stopped it as neatly20 with his old rusty gun as any champion shot could have done it. Then the training of the dog began. He did not drop to shot nor did he come to heel when ordered to do so; and these things, together with many others, must be taught him before he could be called an educated bird dog. With perfect confidence in David’s ability to break him to his owner’s entire satisfaction, we will leave him to the enjoyment21 of his afternoon’s sport, and go back to Godfrey and Dan, whom we left walking down the road toward the steamboat landing.
“I say, Dan,” exclaimed Godfrey, as soon as they were out of hearing of David and his mother, “ye wouldn’t mind goin’ over to the gen’ral’s an’ axin’ some of his niggers fur the loan of a shovel22 fur a few days, would ye? We hain’t got nothin’ to dig up that thar bar’l with. Ye needn’t mind tellin’ what we want it fur, ye know. If anybody axes ye, ye might say yer mother’s poorly from the fever’n ager, an’ ye want to dig up some yarbs to make her some tea.”
“All right,” said Dan. “I’ll go.”
“I wish I had a dollar,” continued his father.[Pg 47] “Thar’s goin’ to be a shootin’ match fur beef down to the landin’ this arternoon, an’ if I could go in, I’d be a’most sartin to win one of the hind-quarters. Thar hain’t many can beat me shootin’, thar hain’t.”
“I reckon mebbe I mought find a dollar fur ye, if ye’ll promise honor bright to pay it back to me,” said Dan.
“Ye’ll find a dollar fur me?” exclaimed his father, opening his eyes in amazement23. “Whar?”
“Wal, now, it don’t make no odds24 to ye whar I git it, so long as I git it, does it?” asked Dan.
“Nary time,” replied his father, suddenly stopping in the road and extending his hand to his son. “Ye allers was a good boy, Dannie, an’ fur downright ’cuteness an’ smartness I’ll match ye agin them book-larnt fellers up to the gen’ral’s any time. In course it don’t make no sort of odds to me whar ye git the dollar, nor how ye git it nuther, so long as ye do git it. Ye ain’t a foolin’ me now?” added Godfrey, looking suspiciously at his son. It was not often that Dan had any money of his own, and his offer to lend so large an amount as a dollar, astonished and perplexed25 his father, who found it hard work to persuade himself that his ears had not deceived him.
[Pg 48]“No, I hain’t a foolin’ ye,” returned Dan. “Ye go on down to the landin’ now, an’ when I come thar I’ll have the dollar in my pocket, an’ the shovel hid away somewhar so’t I can easy find it again.”
“Yer a good boy, Dannie, an’ I’m monstrous26 proud of yer,” said Godfrey, once more giving his son’s hand a hearty27 gripe and shake. “An’, Dannie, if the time ever comes when——”
Godfrey suddenly paused, while an expression of great astonishment28 and even of pain settled on his face.
“Dannie,” said he, in a tone of voice very unlike that he had just used in addressing his son, “ye hain’t been an’ found that bar’l with the eighty thousand in it, has yer?”
“No, I hain’t,” replied Dan.
“Kase if ye have, and ye don’t go havers with yer poor ole pop, what’s fit the Yanks an’ worked so hard to support ye like a gentleman’s son had oughter be supported, ye’ll be the meanest boy that ever was wrapped up in ragged29 clothes, an’ I’ll take the cowhide to ye, big as ye be!”
“Wal, ye needn’t go to ravin’ that thar way, kase I hain’t found the bar’l,” said Dan; “if I had,[Pg 49] I should have brung it to ye the fust thing. I didn’t know it was thar till ye told me.”
“I am powerful glad to hear it, Dannie,” said Godfrey, greatly relieved; “ye’d oughter brung it to me if ye’d found it, kase I’m yer pop. I’m the oldest an’ know what’s best fur us all, an’ it’s the properest thing that I should have the dealin’ out of the money when we gets it. But ye’ll find I won’t be no ways stingy. I’ll dress ye up like a gentleman, an’ ye shall have a circus hoss too, if ye want one.”
“Now, pop, don’t forget that, will yer?” said Dan, a broad grin overspreading his face, when he thought how delighted he should feel if he could only ride about the country as neatly dressed and as well mounted as Don and Bert Gordon, whom he greatly envied. “An’ I wants one of them guns what breaks in two in the middle, an’ you shove the powder an’ shot in behind, ’stead of drivin’ them down with a ramrod. An’ I want one of them fishpoles that a feller can take all to pieces an’ carry under his arm, an’ sum of them shiny boots that ye can allers see yer face in no matter whether ye black ’em or not—sich as Don wears on Sundays.”
“Ye shall have ’em all, my son,” said Godfrey,[Pg 50] encouragingly, “an’ as many more things us ye want. Now here we are at the gen’ral’s lane. I’ll go on, an’ when I see ye agin I shall look fur that dollar sartin. I’ll be an awful tuk back, deceived an’ upsot man if I don’t have a hand in that shootin’ match,” added Godfrey, hoping by the use of adjectives to convey to Dan’s mind some idea of the intense and bitter disappointment he should feel if the expected dollar was not forthcoming.
Dan repeated the promise which he had made so often that he was tired of it, and the two separated, Godfrey keeping on towards the landing, while Dan turned up the lane that led toward General Gordon’s house. The boy made his way at once to the barn, and there found a negro hostler, who, after listening to his request, brought out a shovel, which he handed to Dan with many injunctions to be careful of it, and to return it the minute he was done using it. Dan readily promised, and, wondering what the hostler would think if he knew that the implement30 was to be used to unearth31 some of the general’s buried wealth, leaned the shovel up in one corner where he could find it again when he wanted it. Then placing his rifle beside it, he bent32 his steps toward the house, and passing around one of the[Pg 51] wings, in which he knew the boys’ room was located, discovered Bert Gordon sitting by an open window reading a book.
“Hello, Dan,” said the latter, “are you looking for any one?”
“I come over to see Mr. Don,” said Dan, touching33 his hat respectfully and being very careful to put in the mister. Dan was always very polite when he had an object in view.
“He’s gone off somewhere—down to the landing, I think,” said Bert; “can I do anything for you?”
“I reckon,” replied Dan, “Mr. Bert, if ye please, sar, Dave axed me would I come up here an’ ax Mr. Don would he give him five of the ten dollars he promised him fur breakin’ that pinter pup, now.”
“Um!” said Bert, somewhat surprised at the request. “Why didn’t David come himself?”
“Wal, ye see, he hated fur to pester34 ye. Kase you’ns has allers been so good to us, an’ we’re so dog-gone poor that we hain’t got no money to buy a new dress fur mother.”
“Oh!” said Bert, throwing down his book and jumping to his feet. “I haven’t so much money of my own, but perhaps I can borrow it of mother.”
[Pg 52]He disappeared as he ceased speaking, while Dan stood chuckling35 over his good fortune, and hardly able to restrain himself, so delighted was he at the success of his stratagem36.
“In course he’ll get it of his mother,” said Dan, “he’d get her head if he axed fur it. Didn’t I tell the ole man that I’d give him that dollar? I reckon we can both go to that shootin’ match now. Sarvent, Mr. Bert; much obliged to ye, sar,” he added aloud, as the boy came down the steps at that moment and handed him a crisp, new five-dollar bill; “if we an’ Dave can ever do ye a good turn, I hope ye’ll call on us.”
Bert said he would, and went back to his chair and his book, while Dan retraced37 his steps to the stable, picked up the shovel and his rifle, and went out into the lane. The shovel he hid in a fence corner, taking care to mark the spot so that he could find it again in the dark, if necessity should require it, and then shouldered his rifle and turned toward the landing. The money he carried in his hand, and feasted his eyes on it as he walked along. He could not admire it enough. He had owned but few bills so large as this in his lifetime, and he thought them the most beautiful things he had ever seen.
[Pg 53]“I must make it go as fur as I can,” said he, to himself, “an’ I must have the other one, too. How am I goin’ to get it, I wonder? Mother can’t want another new dress right away, in course not; but she can be tuk awful sick with the ager, an’ want some money to buy some store tea, an’ we hain’t got none to give her. Won’t Dave jaw38 though when he finds it out? Who keers! He spends every cent he gits fur mother, an’ I reckon me an’ pop has a right to some of it. Pop’ll be awful oneasy to find out whar I got it, but if I tell him he’ll go back an’ get the other hisself; so I won’t tell him. I must get it broke too at the store afore I see him; kase if he knows I’ve got so much, mebbe he’ll want it all. ’Tain’t best to trust pop too fur.”
Perhaps the reader will now see why Dan was so anxious that his father should not prevent David from promising39 to break Don Gordon’s pointer. He wanted those ten dollars very badly, had made up his mind to have them; and now that he had half the amount in his pocket, he was supremely40 happy. He had robbed his brother, and abused Bert’s confidence, but those were matters that did not trouble him in the least. He had the money, and that was all he cared for.
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