Presently they hear a faint bark and that peculiar2 thumping3 noise which a badger makes when moving along its underground passages.
“He’s theere, sir,” says Andrew. By way of response the Squire4 winks5 his right eye as though to say “I can hear him.” A sharp struggle succeeds, and the yell of the dog echoes along the winding6 way. At last the Earthstopper catches what he has been listening for, the welcome yap, yap, yap . . . coming always from the same spot, which tells him that the terrier is face to face with the badger in an end of its earth.
Without a moment’s delay, Sir Bevil instructs the miners where to sink a shaft7 to intercept8 the badger and cut it off from its galleries. The surface is littered with boulders10, but fortunately there is a clear space some four feet wide between two outcropping rocks, and there the men set to work. Whilst they ply11 pick and spade, Andrew listens anxiously to the sounds that reach him from below, his fear being that the badger may force its way to some remoter part of its earth and render their labour of no avail. Hour after hour, six men working in reliefs continue to sink the shaft through the soft ground between the two walls of granite12. No child’s play is this. As the pit gets deeper and deeper, the effort required to throw the earth to the surface begins to tell on the miners, who are working away as energetically as if some of their mates were entombed below. And here let it be said that digging out a badger, always an arduous13 operation, is frequently impracticable. Some of the sets in use to-day, such as those at Toldavas, Bosistow and Boscawen-un, are of considerable depth and extent, and defy all efforts of the spade. Whether they are hundreds or thousands of years old must remain a matter of conjecture14, but as the badger is one of the oldest of living mammals there is little room for doubt that it has had its earths in the Cornish hillsides from a very remote past. Andrew is wondering as he lies there whether the set below him is one which will baffle all their efforts. As long as the terrier can keep the badger where it is there is hope of bagging it. But Vixen has already been for three hours in that stifling15 den16, and during that time has been throwing her tongue almost incessantly17. Incited18 by her yaping and an occasional cry of pain, the miners—they can hear her now—work bravely, despite their aching arms and backs. Suddenly the sound ceases, and shortly after, the Earthstopper hears Vixen as she makes her way slowly along the passages to the surface. Panting and exhausted19 out she staggers at last, and the next instant Turk, who has long been straining at his chain, is sent in to continue her work. Fatal interval20! Alive now to the insecurity the holt it had deemed impregnable, and unable to dig its way farther on account of the rocky nature of the ground, the harried21 creature has stolen quietly away—at least neither Earthstopper nor miners heard it—and by means of a side gallery reached another stronghold on the far side of the Cairn. The Earthstopper, ignorant of this strategic move, is wondering why it is that Turk, so long gone and generally so noisy, is not giving tongue. What he fears as he continues to listen is that the badger has buried itself during the few seconds it was left, in which case all hope of securing it is gone. . . . Ah! what was that? a very faint yap, a mere22 echo of a yap, reaches his ear. It seems to come—does come—from far away under the Cairn.
“Wonder if the men down below can hear anything, sir,” says Andrew to Sir Bevil.
“Not a sound,” is the Squire’s response after inquiry23.
“The badger’s shifted, sir; I can hear Turk, and that’s about all.”
Then the Squire takes the Earthstopper’s place and listens. “It’s a long way off, Andrew, it comes from under the Witch’s Cauldron.”
“Iss, sir, that’s where I maake et.” The note of despondency in the Earthstopper’s voice as he said this, served only to stimulate25 the Squire. The hopelessness of the situation would have daunted26 most people, but Sir Bevil had no thought of giving in, much less of owning that he was beaten.
Jumping up from the mouth of the earth, he rushes to the edge of the work and letting himself down the face of the rock, joins the two miners at the bottom of the shaft.
“Men,” says the Squire, “the badger has shifted from his old quarters, and we must drive a level under the Cairn. Andrew!”
“Plaase, sir?”
“Give me the direction; is that about it?” says he, stretching his arm across the shaft.
“Iss, sir, as near as can be.”
“Now, my man, give me your pick and let me have a turn: it’s not the first time I’ve used one.” Taking off his coat, he uses the tool with a vigour28 that astonishes the miner.
Fortunately, the ground admits of his working round the edge of the rock nearer the Cairn, in a direction almost at right angles to its already exposed face, and before long he has dug his way out of sight, and is shouting for a candle to enable him to see what he is about. A forlorn proceeding29 it might well seem to the old miner shovelling30 away the soil as the Squire fetches it down, for they are nearly a hundred feet from the badger, and at any moment may come on rocky ground and have to give up. The Squire knows this, but sticks to the apparently32 impossible task with his never-say-die tenacity33. And when things seem hopeless, fortune befriends him. For to his surprise, after driving several feet, and narrowly escaping injury from a rock that fell behind him and dented34 the miner’s shovel31, the pick penetrates35 the wall of mixed earth and stone at the end of the level. Putting his ear to the aperture36, he makes out distinctly the yapping of the terrier on the far side of what, judging from the hollow sound, appears to be a cave. The discovery stimulates37 him to further exertions39, and in a short time pick and spade clear away the partition that separates the workers from a cavernous chamber40. The flame of the candle held at arm’s length burns as steadily41 as in a room. Its light falls on huge columns of granite under the Cairn, and makes the mica42 sparkle. This is not the place to describe the grim remains43 that were subsequently found in this weird44 sepulchre. An article from the pen of that learned antiquary, the village doctor, in the records of the Cornubian Society, gives a detailed45 description of the bones of animals now extinct, discovered there, and of the skeletons of two men with their tattered46 plaids still about them.
“A queer place this,” says the Squire, forgetting the badger for a moment; “a place for bats, owls47, and buccaboos.”
“Yes, a wisht ould plaace, sure ’nuf, ’tis a soart o’ fogau, sir,” says Andrew, who has crept along the tunnel, and is peering over the Squire’s shoulder. “How deep es et, sir? I caan’t see the bottom.”
“Only a few feet, judging from the sound of the stones as they rattled48 down.”
Then the Earthstopper lets himself down the wall of the cave, and holds the candle whilst the Squire descends49. The flame, held at arm’s length, was nearly on a level with the floor of the tunnel. Guided by the sounds of the conflict, they thread their way between the rude pillars of granite, and at length reach the badger’s stronghold on the far side.
“They are no distance in, Andrew,” says the Squire, speaking of the terrier and the badger, who are going at it tooth and nail.
“No, sir, touchin’, do ee hear un gruntin’, wonder ef I can see un.” Whereupon he lies flat on the loose soil, and holding the candle in front of him, looks into the hole.
“Can you see the badger?”
“No, sir, the dog’s in the way, and the dust es enough to blind ee; but he’s ourn, sir, we shall get un; white or grey, we shall get un. Have ee got the tongs50, case they’re wanted?”
“Yes, I’m holding them.”
At this moment the man who had been shovelling comes up with another miner, with candles stuck in their hats, Shellal and the coachman, from the mouth of the tunnel, see the twinkling lights come and go as the miners make their way across the cave, and a spark or two struck by hobnailed boots, and they start at Andrew’s scream of encouragement to the dog, and the echoes it awakes.
“Es that your teeth chatterin’, Shellal?”
“Iss, you wonder, do ee? bra’ wisht auld24 place edna? don’t et strike thee that way? mowldy smill about un.”
“Arn’t you goin’ hover52 to ’em?”
“What? Shellal go over there? No, no, my son, not for the best dunkey this side New Brudge. Theer diggin’ again: hear ’em do ee? Bra’ fuss about an auld badger, semmin’ to me.”
Yes, they are digging again. The Earthstopper has taken a pick, and with his shirt-sleeves tucked up, is working away with a will, whilst one of the miners shovels53 the soil back, and keeps the hole open to enable the dog to breathe. The badger retreats as the sappers advance, and unfortunately the earth extends farther in than the Earthstopper imagined; but that is a trifling54 matter, as every stroke of the pick is bringing him nearer to the prize. It is only a question of time. The Squire leans against a huge rock, just behind the workers, holding the tongs in one hand, and pulling his moustache with the other. Every sound in the savage55 fray56 can now be heard, and at times the excitement is intense. Once the badger charges the dog to the mouth of the hole, and would have shown itself, but that the indomitable Turk pushes home the counter attack, and drives his foe57 right back to the corner of its earth. For half an hour longer the fight lasts, and at the end of it the dog comes out exhausted. For once the bull terrier has had as much fighting as it cared for but, though its under jaw58 is scored with wounds, its panting shows that its exhaustion59 is due rather to the stifling, dust-laden atmosphere in which the unequal struggle has been carried on.
But where is the other terrier? why is not Nell at hand to engage the badger and prevent him from digging his way farther in? Unpardonable over-sight! There can be no excuse. Squire and Earthstopper must have known that “fighting Turk,” as he was called, could not last very long against the badger in that cramped60, suffocating61 hole. “Look sharp and fetch Nell,” says Sir Bevil. “She should have been here”—and would have been, had he but given the word. The keeper has no difficulty in getting Turk to follow him across the mirky cave, but what a time he is, getting the terrier up to the dimly-lighted tunnel from which Shellal and the coachman have already withdrawn62. Hurry man! What an age he is, making his way along the level! A child would crawl faster. Every second is of the utmost value. The instant the terrier came out of the earth, the badger, most formidable of all sappers, began to dig his way farther in, gaining at every stroke of his powerful claws on Andrew and the miner. Then the Earthstopper, impelled64 by a curiosity excusable perhaps, but certainly ill-timed, drops his pick, believing he has hit upon a means of seeing whether the creature before him is really the white badger or not. Taking the shovel from the miner, he sticks a piece of candle on the end of it and pushes it into the earth as far as his arm allows. Then he peers into the hole. Better that he had kept on with the pick instead of wasting his time! Not a glimpse does he get of the creature. The flame burns feebly in the stifling air, and through the dust he can barely discern the heaped-up soil behind which the badger has effectually concealed65 itself since the terrier came out. He hears the untiring beast working away with the power and regularity66 of a machine, though he sees not a hair of it; but where are his quick, faultless eyes that he fails to descry67 that bit of furze root amidst the soil? It would, at least, have warned him that the badger is near the surface. As he withdraws the light he sees to his dismay that a big boulder9 arches over the hole, a little way in, rendering68 further digging impracticable. “I’m afeerd we shall lose un after all, sir,” says he turning his face towards Sir Bevil.
“Lose him, lose him, why? why lose him, my man?”
“We’ve got into hard ground, sir, the rocks have closed in like the walls of a drain, nawthin’ but a drill and dynamite69 can get through this cappin’ stone,” and the sound as he strikes it with the iron of the shovel reaches Sir Bevil’s ears above the pounding of the indefatigable70 creature within, and makes painful discord71 to the music of the badger’s claws. “Halloo!” says the astonished Earthstopper as he withdraws the shovel; for at this instant a current of fresh air fans his heated face, the noise from the earth almost immediately ceases, and he realises—what he had known happen but once before—that the badger has dug his way through to the open. “He’s broke out, sir,” says he excitedly, as he jumps to his feet. Seizing a candle he hurries with Sir Bevil and the miners across the cave, climbs the wall of it, and crawls along the tunnel into the trench72. In a twinkling he reaches the surface and rushes in frantic73 haste round the rocks, shouting as he runs, “Loose the dogs, loose the dogs.”
On the other side of the Cairn he expects to get a glimpse of the badger hurrying down the rugged74 hill at its best pace. But when he gets there, no sign of fugitive75, white or grey, meets his disappointed gaze. Climbing a rock he looks down on the somewhat sparse76 brake, his eyes searching the motionless furze and waving bents to detect by tell-tale movements of bush or withered77 grass the whereabouts of the quarry78. If it is stealing away under their shelter, the cover keeps its secret well. From its unresponsive surface the Earthstopper gleans79 no inkling of its presence, and with surprise, so quickly have the hours sped, sees that the gathering80 shadows are stealing over the base of the sunlight slope. Suddenly with a wild scream he leaps from the rock into the stunted81 furze and plunges82 through it like one possessed83. It was only the snapping of a brittle84 stick he had heard, but it was enough; it betrayed the whereabouts of the heavy beast that had unwisely dwelt near the Cairn until it heard the hue85 and cry raised by the Earthstopper.
Attracted by Andrew’s scream, Vixen and Nell fly to him, and getting on the line of the badger soon overtake it. “Where’s the badger?” shouts Sir Bevil as he and the others come tearing down the hill. No need is there of other answer than Vixen’s yell to tell him where badger and dogs are keeping up a running fight by that big boulder half-way down the slope. All eyes are riveted86 on the spot, but till now only the terriers have seen the creature. A somewhat barren patch lies right ahead of where the bushes are being violently shaken. Has the badger slackened its pace that it seems so tantalisingly long in reaching the edge of the furze? . . .
“?’Tes, ’tes the whi——, the white wan51, sure ’nuf, sir, and a beety,” cries the Earthstopper, as the clean-cut head projects beyond the bush.
“What a grand beast! but how are we to secure him?”
“Dust ee want un livin’ or dead, sir?” shouts the excited Andrew in his broadest vernacular87, running to keep abreast88 of the creature.
“Alive, alive, my man,” replies the Squire rather testily89, as the quarry crosses a belt of ground Shellal had recently burnt, and its hair, that all but sweeps the ground, shows as white as snow against the charred90 surface. With the tongs underground—the Squire had dropped them as he scrambled91 up the wall of the cave—and no man volunteering to go and fetch them for fear of losing the fun, here is a nice business for Andrew. He must secure the badger with his bare hands: an order easily given but difficult to execute. The dogs too, good as they are at sticking a badger up in its earth, game as they are at meeting its terrible rushes underground, are powerless to hold such a monster as that brushing on there through the bushes and treating their savage attentions with disdain92. Through close furze and brambly thicket93 it presses forward as if through gossamer94, stopping but to make the terriers yell with pain.
Ned now arrives breathless with the sack, and not a minute too soon, for Andrew, despite his excitement, sees that the beast is heading for an old drain in the valley, in which it would find safe refuge. “Stand handy, Ned,” says he to the keeper, in a voice so ominously95 calm and firm as to make even the coachman feel that the crisis has arrived and that the next few minutes will be worth living to a spectator. A barren space, it might be twenty yards wide, lies in the badger’s path; and there Andrew awaits. He is only just in time. A movement of the furze, and its sharp muzzle96 protrudes97, then the eyes are seen—they were not pink—then the massive body. Vixen and Nell, bleeding from their wounds, make feints at it, one on each side. Listen to the snapping of the jaws98 as the badger bites right and left at them. Clear of the bush, not a tussock screens the plucky99, friendless creature. Across the bare patch lies a close brake at the foot of which is the unstopped drain. The cover gained, he is safe. The badger knows it, and is resolved to reach its shelter. Andrew is equally determined100 to dispute the passage. The Earthstopper is not hampered101 for space; the semicircle of spectators give him plenty of elbow-room. With every fibre strung but under control, he closes in on the badger, with nimble, springy movement learnt in the wrestling ring. He looks the incarnation of wariness102. He knows his enemy, he knows the risk he is running. Ill-timed onset103 may mean the loss of finger or hand.
With a cry that thrills man and dog but does not daunt27 the quarry he calls on Vixen and Nell to seize the badger, and stooping the instant its attention seems occupied by the terriers, he tries to seize its tail. Quick as lightning the supple104 creature, shaking off the dogs, turns on him, just missing his hand as suddenly withdrawn. Fired by failure and desperate from the nearness of the brake now scarce two yards away, Andrew renews the attempt, and this time getting a firm grip of the tail lifts the heavy beast clear of the ground, totters105 and staggers under the weight, but by an effort recovers his balance and holds his prize at arm’s length. Then raising it above the mouth of the canvas bag which Sir Bevil and the keeper are holding open with trembling fingers, he twirls the writhing106, snapping brute107 round and round, and plunges it into the sack. It was the work of a few seconds, but the exertion38 brought the sweat to the Earthstopper’s face.
“Bravo, Andrew,” shouts the Squire, who with the others had been looking on breathlessly, “very neatly108 done: twice I was afraid he’d got you.” After tying the mouth of the sack, the keeper slung109 the badger on his back and made for the wagonette. The rest of the party, with the exception of Sir Bevil, Trevaskis and Shellal, returned to the Cairn to collect their belongings110. Though it was dusk, they succeeded in recovering everything except the tongs, which were afterwards found by the exploring party. Lights were already twinkling in the windows of the farmhouse111 as they descended112 the hill; and before they entered the yard, Ned had lit the lamps of the carriage, where they found him standing113 guard over the badger, locked up in the boot.
“A good day’s sport, Andrew,” said the Squire as he put on his coat which the Earthstopper had brought him.
“A grand finish, sir; but a very poor start.”
The next minute Shellal brought out the horse which he had been saddling by the light of the stable lantern and held it for the Squire to mount. After a cheery “good night, sir,” from the miners, whom he had liberally rewarded, Sir Bevil hurried home along the dark lanes as light-hearted as a schoolboy, tossing a crown-piece through the open door of the toll-house as he galloped114 past.
He was anxious to select a safe kennel115 for his precious and formidable capture. He chose a strongly-built stye, once the abode116 of a savage boar, and had it well littered with straw. One of the troughs in the enclosure was half-filled with milk; into a smaller one Sir Bevil himself poured a jar of honey. An hour later the badger was turned loose in this luxurious117 snuggery, securely fastened in, and left to himself. Early next morning Sir Bevil went to see how the captive had fared. The milk and honey had not been touched, but in the space between the troughs was a pile of bricks, mortar118, and soil. The heap lay at the mouth of a U-shaped tunnel that passed under the foundations and came out on the other side of the wall.
“The devil! he’s gone!”
Yes, the badger had dug his way out and escaped.
Hue and cry and search till nightfall proved of no avail. He had sought a cairn that overlooks the ocean, drearier119 and safer than Cairn Kenidzhek. Had he been content to stay in the Squire’s pigstye, his would have been the life of a prisoner, pampered120, but pining for liberty. He chose the bare subsistence and the freedom of the wild; and from that day to this, the eyes of cliff-owl and fox alone have seen his white form as he wanders mid63 gorse and bracken and fallen cromlech, within easy reach of his lonely refuge.
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