“Special car!” whispered Frank, tiptoeing as if afraid something might break the spell.
“Private,” added Phil, his lips apart.
“I thought only millionaires and railroad presidents rode in private cars,” went on Frank.
“Well,” whispered Phil, “ain’t your uncle a millionaire?”
“Millionaire?” repeated Frank. “What? Uncle Guy? I never heard he was. Is he?”
“The boys at the factory say he owns miles of pine timber all over the south. Anyway, I reckon he can have a private car if he wants it.”
“Say,” whispered Frank crowding closer to his chum. “I wonder how you do in ’em. It sounds as if it might be like livin’ in a parlor2 all the time.”
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“And that’s where you eat, too,” answered Phil.
Frank knit his brows.
“I kind o’ thought we could sit together and look out the windows and get off at all the stations when we got out west.”
“Now,” went on Phil, “I suppose we’ll have to watch our p’s and q’s. Say,” he added, “I’m kind o’ sore on this special car already.”
“What are you boys brooding over?” called out Mr. Mackworth at this moment. “I thought you’d be anxious to hear about our car and the plans.”
“We’ve been waitin’ a week or more,” answered Frank. “And there are a lot of things we’d like to know about, including the car. We are a little surprised.”
“Surprised is the word,” interposed Captain Ludington. “Do you mean to tell us, Mr. Mackworth, that we are about to be escorted to our hunting grounds in state—in all the exclusiveness of a private car?”
“Cheapest way to travel if you want comfort,” answered his host laughing. “I don’t like the food on trains. Then one usually gets[91] hungry at places where there are no eating houses.”
“Why, I never traveled in a private car in my life!” exclaimed Lord Pelton.
“Don’t be alarmed,” answered Mr. Mackworth. “They’re really not half bad. You’ll get used to it—”
“You don’t understand,” interrupted Lord Pelton, as if frightened. “Of course, it will be a jolly lark3. But, my word, Mr. Mackworth, roughing it in your wild west in a private car and scaling ice and snow covered peaks in a heated airship is quite too much.”
But, the automobile4 arriving just then, Mr. Mackworth only laughed and the older members of the party were whisked off to their hotel. Frank and Phil locked up the a?rodrome and walked to Phil’s home where Frank helped his chum sort over his outfit5.
“I don’t know what I’ll be allowed to take—especially in a private car,” Phil said significantly, glancing at his mother with a smile.
“A private car?” repeated Mrs. Ewing. “You’re not going in one of those things, are you?”
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“Certainly, mother. Why not?”
“If all’s true I’ve heard, those who ride in private cars don’t do anything but drink champagne6 and carry on.”
“Don’t bother about that, Mrs. Ewing,” laughed Frank. “I’ve heard that Uncle Guy never drinks anything of the kind. I know he won’t let Jake Green drink whisky.”
“Well, I do hope it won’t be the ruination of you boys, making you so important.”
“This don’t look much like it,” laughed Phil pointing to his fishing clothes which he was packing in a suit case. “In spite of our luxurious7 surroundings I’m fittin’ out just as if I were goin’ into the woods for deer.”
Phil’s outfit was not elaborate: extra suits of woolen8 underclothing; two gray flannel9 shirts; an old Norfolk jacket with cartridge10 pockets; laced waterproof11 boots that reached to the knees; buckskin mittens12 with a trigger finger; a cap with ear tabs; a soft cloth hat; his shotgun and a box of loaded shells; a rod and fish-box.
“I don’t think you’ll need the shotgun as much as you will a rifle,” suggested Frank.[93] “As for the trout13 rod and flies, what are you goin’ to do with them in the mountains?”
“Like as not you’re right. But the fact is, old man,” said Phil puckering14 his lips, “I haven’t a rifle, except father’s old Long Tom and that’s too heavy and big to be taken. As for the rod—you wait. Those mountain streams are the real trout factories and I expect to land many a breakfast with this old rod.”
“Well, I’ll take father’s old single shot rifle—I haven’t anything of my own,” said Frank. “That’ll do for both of us. And you take the fishin’ outfit.”
The same sorting of equipment took place at Frank’s home a little later. Mrs. Graham offered many suggestions of needed additions, all of which the boys rejected except a small medicine kit15 which they accepted with a half protest. The boys, having finished the packing of Frank’s bag and case, washed up and withdrew to the lawn to hold their last council of war.
Can any boy, eager for travel and adventure, imagine a more pleasant moment? To Frank[94] especially the possibilities of the near future were already unrolling a panorama16 of all that he had read and dreamed—the great wonderland of America into which he and Phil were about to plunge17. Not all Europe, he explained to Phil, contained more awe18 inspiring and sublime19 scenery.
“Uncle said we are going to Fernie, across the line in British Columbia,” explained Frank as he and his chum made themselves comfortable on the grass. “He can go two ways; by the United States or through Canada. But, whichever way he goes, we’ll end up in a bunch of scenery that’ll open your eyes.”
“If there are mountain goats and Bighorn sheep there I suppose there’ll be a mountain,” suggested Phil.
“A mountain,” sneered20 Frank. “There ain’t anything but mountains for hundreds of miles in all directions. We’ll be just west of the continental21 divide where the big Rockies turn the rivers to the Pacific and Atlantic. To the north of us you’ll see the Purcell range and west of us the Selkirks. The only place you won’t find mountains you’ll find snow-fed rivers and ice-bottomed lakes—”
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“Sounds good, just now,” chuckled22 Phil drawing his handkerchief across his face. “But how are you goin’ to take a private car out there?”
“By sneakin’ through the mountain passes and crawlin’ along the canyon23 bottoms through snowsheds,” explained Frank. “There are little branch roads that leave the big lines and climb up and up.”
“And when they can’t go any further,” exclaimed Phil, “it’s ‘presto, change’ out comes the Loon24 and we’re off through the air.”
When Mr. Mackworth and his friends reappeared the latter carried no signs of the accident. After all had been made comfortable on the wide porch there was general talk for awhile and then, previous to dinner, the party began to separate into groups. Mrs. Graham carried her brother into the house; Mr. Graham and Lord Pelton began to discuss water plants, of which there was a fine collection in an artificial pool in one corner of the big yard and, for the first time, the boys found themselves alone with Captain Ludington.
“Mr. Mackworth says you’ve had all kinds[96] of experiences with big game,” began Phil at once. “Won’t you tell us some of your adventures?”
“He can’t mean all kinds of experiences,” laughed the Englishman. “He means many kinds. That’s true. But I’m afraid they are a bit monotonous25. In fact,” he continued modestly, “I’m afraid he exaggerates my hunting experiences. Really,” he went on, straightening up in his chair, “I’m quite sure we have better adventures before us in your airship than I have behind me. I’ve never gone in quest of any game with quite the enthusiasm that I have for this sheep shoot.”
“More’n tigers?” exclaimed Frank.
Captain Ludington smiled.
“Shooting tigers from the back of an elephant, with a hundred natives to beat the bush and drive the panic-stricken beast within range of a half dozen express rifles is not my idea of the best sport.”
The two boys, somewhat surprised, listened intently.
“What makes the Bighorn sheep such fine[97] sport?” asked Frank suddenly. “I suppose it’s because they are rare and hard to get.”
Captain Ludington was looking silently across the sloping yard into the deep blue of the gathering26 evening, as if thinking.
“Are they very much different from common sheep an’ goats?” added Phil, innocently.
The Englishman roused himself and laughed.
“It isn’t because they are so rare or so hard to kill,” he exclaimed in answer. “And they are not at all like common sheep and goats. The latter answers you partly. As for the rest, who can explain the charm of the chase? In this case we must allow for the fascination27 of the surroundings; the snow-tipped mountain peaks; the solitude28 of the rugged29 mountain slopes; the baffling gorges30 that turn the hunters back; the bottomless chasms31, wherein the green glacier32 waters leap and roar beyond the sound of human ear—”
“You must o’ been there, then?” ventured Frank, carried away by Captain Ludington’s eloquence33.
“Near enough to know what it means,” went on the speaker. “I’m afraid you youngsters don’t know all about your own country.”
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“I can see we’re goin’ to find out something if we stay near you,” ventured Phil.
“I’m sure I can think of no more agreeable companions,” returned Captain Ludington with a smile which fixed34 him fast in the hearts of both boys.
“And where’d you see these glacier waters?” persisted Frank.
“I’ve been in America only once before,” explained the captain as he helped himself to a thin little cigar from a gold case, “and that was about four years ago, while on a quick mission home by way of the Pacific. I traveled through Canada and stopped a few days in the heart of the Canadian Rockies—at the foot of the Great Glacier of the Selkirks. Here, surrounded by mountains towering eleven thousand feet in the air; listening to the rush and play of the glacier streams cooled by never melting snows, I heard the story of the Bighorn and the snow white goat. I was led along dizzy heights and shown where, for three hundred miles, this wilderness35 of peak and crag led to the south. Between the snowy ranges, I was told, great streams and riverlike lakes led to the distant United States.[99] And in this land—one of Nature’s solitudes—the Bighorn sheep and the ebon-horned goat have made their last stand. In a few years the flag of the railway engineer will have marked their end. Fortunately,” concluded the captain, “we shall precede him.”
This was the sort of talk that pleased poetical36 Frank. More practical Phil did not give way to sentiment so easily.
“Well, what are they like if they aren’t like common sheep and goats?”
“The Bighorn sheep,” answered Captain Ludington, “is known in the books as Ovis Canadensis and the goat is called by zo?logists, Oreamnus Montanus. The latter isn’t a goat at all. It is really an antelope37 and is related, in a way, to the chamois.”
“Where the skins come from?” suggested Phil.
Neither Captain Ludington nor Frank seemed to think this especially funny and the military man continued.
“There isn’t much question but what these animals reached this continent from Asia by way of Bering strait, for we have animals much[100] like them in the Himalayas. In America they are most commonly found in Alaska and British Columbia. But, according to old hunters, fifty years ago they had penetrated38 the United States as far as Idaho. Old horns are yet found in the mountains of that state and Montana, but now the greatest herds39 of each seem to have collected in the Selkirk and Purcell Mountains south of the Great Selkirk glacier, and along the United States boundary line.”
“And that’s where we’re goin’!” exclaimed Frank.
“As I understand it,” answered the captain. “We can reach this region through the Rockies by way of the Crow Nest Pass on a branch of the Canadian Pacific, or we can come up from the States from Rexford in Montana direct to Fernie.”
“Does a mountain goat look like a billy goat?” went on Phil.
“A mountain goat may stand between three and four feet high,” explained the captain, “and its long, snow-white hair hangs straight down like the fringe of a curtain. Its horns, never much more than six inches long, are black[101] as night, straight and pointed40 like stilettos. They are inclined slightly to the rear and woe41 unto the man or beast that meets the animal in contest—a lunge forward with lowered head; a brace42 of its clinging hoofs43; a thrust upward to impale44 its enemy, and then the backward jerk that rends45 its victim with two long fatal gashes46.”
“And the sheep?” continued Phil.
“Almost as large, with great, deep, oxlike eyes; close, short, brownish to black hair; no tail, and heavy sweeping47 horns that are the envy of every big game hunter. Where you find the sheep you do not find the goat. But we shall find both. As for my own personal hunting experiences you’ll have to excuse me to-day. If we find a dull hour in camp out there in the mountains I may tell a story I heard on the glacier—an Indian tale of a Bighorn sheep—the King of the Glacier. But it is a story for the camp where the snow is in sight and deep chasms echo the sound of buried waterfalls.”
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