Now on the third day, which was January 18, after leaving Pyramid Lake, the lieutenant4 called a council, of Kit5 Carson, and Fitzpatrick the Bad Hand, and the German Preuss, and Mr. Talbot the Washington young man, Alexander Godey, Baptiste Bernier, and one or two others.
“I teenk,” said Baptiste Tabeau, “Meester the Lieutenant, he would try to cross the mountains to other side, where all is warm. Kit Carson say it very warm, with much grass an’ horse an’ deer over that side. Ma foi——” and Baptiste, who always was one[226] of the jolliest of the company, shrugged6 his shoulders, shiveringly. “I hope we go.”
“That snow look mighty7 deep, on those big mountains,” uttered Jacob the colored youth. “But I guess we gwine to freeze to deff as easy as we gwine to starve to deff. Marse Lieutenant an’ Mistuh Kit’ll get us through, though.”
The council broke up; Thomas Fitzpatrick, hastening to look after the animals, which were in his charge, made the announcement.
“We cross to the Valley of the Sacramento, boys,” he informed, passing through.
At the news a cheer rang out. Kit Carson added to the enthusiasm, that night, around the camp fires of cottonwood and sage8.
“I war in the Valley o’ the Sacramento, summer o’ Twenty-nine, with Ewing Young,” he related. “We’d crossed the desert from Touse. That war my fust trapping trip, an’ it war fifteen year an’ more ago; since then I’ve travelled pretty much over all the West, hunting the beaver, but I tell you, boys, that thar country o’ the Californy coast beats all. We entered from the south, an’ followed down the San Joachin, to the Sacramento, an’ trapped that a ways; an’ the beaver an’ the otter9 an’ the wild hosses an’ the elk10 an’ the deer an’ the trees an’ the forage11 war something wonderful. It snows on the mountains, we heard tell, but down in the valleys it air green an’ spring-like all[227] winter; a fat country. Thar’s whar we’re heading, to-morrow.”
“Hooray!” they cheered, again. “No more bad water and salt grass and starvation trail for us. Hooray!”
So the expedition turned west, for the towering white peaks not far.
While they were seeking for a pass (their eyes still eager to mark the least trace of the Buenaventura), a strange figure came running down a draw. While his legs worked steadily12, he held up an arm as signal. He was an old Indian, partially13 naked. He did not slacken until, out of breath, he had seized with one hand the first hand that he could reach, while with the other he extended a little skin bag, as an offering.
When he was done panting, and had been assured that he would not be killed, he accepted presents for the bag of pine seeds; and after a talk in sign language he was hired by scarlet14 cloth and beads15 and brass16 to act as guide for two days. He stated that he knew of a good pass, westward17.
The pass was not a pass over the range; it was only a pass over the first foot-hills. More Indians were induced by friendly signals to come close. They immediately held out their little skin sacks of pine seeds.
In council with them the lieutenant asked for guides, again, over the mountains to the country of the whites. But the Indians, squatting18 like rabbits and murmuring together, refused. Their spokesman,[228] standing19, pointed20 to the snow, and raised his palm to his chin, and then raised it above his head, to show how deep was the snow. He signed that the company should travel southward more, where there was another pass over a lower range; and here, in one day’s journey, lived a people who would guide through the pass of the great mountains themselves.
For bright cloth and goods the Indians agreed to supply a guide as far as the people of the first pass. Supplied with pine seeds oily and well-flavored and as large as small nuts, the company pressed southward once more, among the snowy foot-hills of the eastern base of the giant Sierras.
Mr. Preuss and party came toiling21 up the trail, from a secondary camp where they had remained in charge of the baggage, and reported that the howitzer was stuck fast. Even Samuel Neal, the blacksmith of the expedition, admitted that the battered22 cannon23 was beyond rescue. Many times had he repaired its carriage, during the months; it had been his pet; but now he could do nothing for it. Sergeant24 Zindel concurred25.
Therefore, after its 3000 miles of service, from St. Louis of the State of Missouri to the Salt Lake, and to the Columbia, and down into the desert, here upon the upper West Walker River of the Nevada-California border was left the brass howitzer.
Snow fell heavily, the cold increased; and all the[229] shivering Indians, except the young man guide, dropped away, to return to their village. Frowning indeed appeared the stormy mountains, where awaited the first pass, and the guide himself seemed ready to desert.
“Kit, you and Godey put him between you,” directed the lieutenant. “Show him your rifles, so he’ll understand.”
And trudging27 afoot, like the majority of the company, to save the horses, Kit Carson and Alexander Godey took each a side of the nervous Indian and patted their rifle-stocks significantly. He rolled his eyes in mute despair. The snowflakes had coated his dark skin, for he sillily carried his blue and red cloth tightly rolled, in a wad, rather than don it and perhaps soil it. Presently the lieutenant called:
“All right, Kit. Let him go. The trail looks plain.”
“Wall,” answered Kit; “mout as well. He says thar’s a hut near whar he’ll stay till after the storm.” And with a single motion of his arm he bade the guide be free—whereupon away scudded28 the glad youth, as hard as he could run, for shelter.
As had been promised by the Indians behind, into the camp here at the inner foot of the pass came other Indians. They thronged29, mysteriously as wild animals, to the fires; they were without fear, and were very inquisitive30. The lieutenant held again a council, to ask for a guide.
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Kit Carson made the sign-talk for the company; for the Indians an old man responded. The fires blazed brightly, illuminating31 the snow, and the trees, and the Indians, squatting in a row upon logs or ground, and the company lying about, rifles handy. It was a wild scene.
“Tell them,” instructed the lieutenant, to Kit, “that we have come from very far, almost a twelve-months’ journey to the east, and that we wish only to get across these mountains, into the country there of the other whites.”
Thus Kit did. The old man answered more rapidly even than speech—for a gesture conveyed a whole sentence.
“He says,” translated Kit, “that we can’t get over, now. Before snow fell it war six sleeps across to t’other side, whar whites live; now the snow air over our heads. He says we must follow this hyar river down, an’ whar it empties into a lake thar air fish, an’ people, an’ no snow, an’ we can stay thar till spring. Reckon he means that same lake we war at—Pyramid Lake.”
“Tell him that we are strong and our horses are strong, and that we will break a way through the snow. Tell him that we will give all this cloth and those beads and other valuables, for a guide on across the mountains to the country of the white people there.”
Kit did, evidently; gesturing as rapidly as had[231] the Indian himself, and pointing to the scarlet and blue cloth, and the beads, temptingly outspread.
“Tah-ve! Tah-ve!” chorused all the Indians, shaking their heads. “Snow! Snow!”
The old man plucked from the ground a bunch of dried grass; he gesticulated, and grunted, and shut his eyes; and suddenly he left the circle, in a great hurry.
“He says,” translated Kit, “that if we can break the snow, in three days we’ll come to whar thar’s grass about six inches high. He’s been that fur hunting elk; but beyond that his eyes air shut—he’s seen nothing. Now he’s gone to get somebody who’s been further.”
Almost immediately the old man returned with a young man, and posting him in the circle made a talk about him. Kit translated.
“Hyar’s a young man who’s been an’ seen the whites. The old man sw’ars by the sky, an’ by the ground, that it air the truth. Mebbe we can get this buck32 to be guide. I’ll try.”
“Melo, melo,” insisted the old man.
“Melo, melo,” nodded the young man.
And——
“Melo, melo,” grunted all the squatting semi-circle.
“That must mean ‘friend,’” mused33 the lieutenant. “‘Melo’ for friend; ‘tah-ve’ for snow; we know two words, anyway.”
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“Yes, he says he’ll go, if we give him enough,” announced Kit, after a talk with the young man.
“Tell him we’ll give him blankets and scarlet cloth and beads and moccasins and leggins, and more. He’ll be rich,” quoth the lieutenant.
The young man seemed satisfied; but to make certain of him the lieutenant kept him and two others in the headquarters lodge34, that night—with Kit lying just within, across the doorway35. And before they all went to sleep, Kit and the lieutenant showed the three, by signs, how from the rifles and carbines could speed a bullet and bore them through and through.
KIT AND THE LIEUTENANT SHOWED THE THREE, BY SIGNS, HOW FROM THE RIFLES AND CARBINES COULD SPEED A BULLET AND BORE THEM THROUGH AND THROUGH
All the night raged a snow-storm. In the morning the prospect36 was not very inviting37, but Lieutenant Frémont made a short address. Lean and bronzed, hair and beard untrimmed, buckskin suit stained and patched, he stood slender, erect38, undaunted, his voice sounding with clear emphasis.
“To-day, my men, we rest and make ready,” he said. “To-morrow we cross. We might as well do it now, as at any time. It is our best chance. To go back to the lake, among savages39 of whom we know naught40, would be folly41; to go on southward, seeking some better passage, would be folly. Here we are; there are the mountains; just on the other side is the Valley of the Sacramento. It can’t be more than a hundred miles. We’ve all heard Kit tell of the beautiful Valley of the Sacramento, with its rich pastures and its fat game, where there is no winter. Only that[233] hundred miles away is summer, men. Think of it! Who would stay here, on this side, in winter! My instruments tell me (and you know they do not lie) that directly west from us, and less than one hundred miles—in fact, about seventy—is the settlement of Captain Sutter: that Swiss-American who went down into California from Oregon in Thirty-nine, and has founded a post and a farm in the Valley of the Sacramento. He’s a Missourian, too, and he’ll be glad to see us. Why, I’ll wager42 that from the top of the divide, yonder, we can see into the very valley. One strong effort, lads—one more strong effort, and we’ll be in the midst of plenty. Will you follow the guide?”
“Hooray!” they cheered. “Hooray for the Sacramento and summer doings!”
“How about it, boy?” asked Kit, pausing as he passed Oliver. “Do you wish you’d gone back to Touse with Ike?”
“No,” asserted Oliver, stoutly43, as with stiffened44 fingers he stitched at his ragged45 moccasin, to repair it.
“Thar’s the lieutenant. I reckon he wants you a minute,” continued Kit, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he surveyed Oliver.
“Boy, we’re about out of meat, except for the animals which we need to break the trail, and for a couple of rabbits; and we ought to be strong to make a good start, in the morning. The men of your mess[234] ask if they may kill your dog, so that we can eat. He’s grown fat, I notice, while the rest of us have been growing thin. What do you say?”
“If—if you think best, sir,” he stammered48. “But there’s that other dog. Mine—mine sleeps with me. He’s—a—good—dog; an awful good dog.”
“I know it, Oliver,” replied Lieutenant Frémont. “I know just how you feel. But he may be the means of saving our lives; he couldn’t die in better cause, could he? That Tlamath dog is only a pup; we must save him, to grow. Probably we’ll have to eat him later. But now——” and hesitating, the lieutenant with his piercing blue eyes examined Oliver anxiously. “We wouldn’t ask it if it wasn’t necessary. It will be a little sacrifice, on your part, for the general good.”
“Well——” faltered49 Oliver, his voice so weak that he was ashamed of it. “I remember—you and Kit told me I might have to eat dog; but I won’t eat him. I won’t! The rest can.” And quickly turning away, for fear that he was going to cry, he stumbled off among the trees.
Soon he heard a shot. That was it. Now his dog never again would nose his hand, or chase rabbits, or snuggle upon his feet, at night.
When Oliver sidled back to camp, trying to appear unconcerned, as befitted a mountain-man, suspicious pieces of fat meat already were laid out upon the snow in anticipation50 of the pot.
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