Three weeks later the steam barge1 Pole Star sailed down the reach of Saginaw Bay.
Thorpe had received letters from Carpenter advising him of a credit to him at a Marquette bank, and inclosing a draft sufficient for current expenses. Tim Shearer2 had helped make out the list of necessaries. In time everything was loaded, the gang-plank hauled in, and the little band of Argonauts set their faces toward the point where the Big Dipper swings.
The weather was beautiful. Each morning the sun rose out of the frosty blue lake water, and set in a sea of deep purple. The moon, once again at the full, drew broad paths across the pathless waste. From the southeast blew daily the lake trades, to die at sunset, and then to return in the soft still nights from the west. A more propitious3 beginning for the adventure could not be imagined.
The ten horses in the hold munched4 their hay and oats as peaceably as though at home in their own stables. Jackson Hines had helped select them from the stock of firms changing locality or going out of business. His judgment5 in such matters was infallible, but he had resolutely6 refused to take the position of barn-boss which Thorpe offered him.
"No," said he, "she's too far north. I'm gettin' old, and the rheumatics ain't what you might call abandonin' of me. Up there it's colder than hell on a stoker's holiday."
So Shearer had picked out a barn-boss of his own. This man was important, for the horses are the mainstay of logging operations. He had selected also, a blacksmith, a cook, four teamsters, half a dozen cant-hook men, and as many handy with ax or saw.
"The blacksmith is also a good wood-butcher (carpenter)," explained Shearer. "Four teams is all we ought to keep going at a clip. If we need a few axmen, we can pick 'em up at Marquette. I think this gang'll stick. I picked 'em."
There was not a young man in the lot. They were most of them in the prime of middle life, between thirty and forty, rugged7 in appearance, "cocky" in manner, with the swagger and the oath of so many buccaneers, hard as nails. Altogether Thorpe thought them about as rough a set of customers as he had ever seen. Throughout the day they played cards on deck, and spat8 tobacco juice abroad, and swore incessantly9. Toward himself and Shearer their manner was an odd mixture of independent equality and a slight deference10. It was as much as to say, "You're the boss, but I'm as good a man as you any day." They would be a rough, turbulent, unruly mob to handle, but under a strong man they might accomplish wonders.
Constituting the elite11 of the profession, as it were,--whose swagger every lad new to the woods and river tried to emulate12, to whom lesser13 lights looked up as heroes and models, and whose lofty, half-contemptuous scorn of everything and everybody outside their circle of "bully14 boys" was truly the aristocracy of class,--Thorpe might have wondered at their consenting to work for an obscure little camp belonging to a greenhorn. Loyalty15 to and pride in the firm for which he works is a strong characteristic of the lumber-jack. He will fight at the drop of a hat on behalf of his "Old Fellows"; brag16 loud and long of the season's cut, the big loads, the smart methods of his camps; and even after he has been discharged for some flagrant debauch17, he cherishes no rancor18, but speaks with a soft reminiscence to the end of his days concerning "that winter in '81 when the Old Fellows put in sixty million on Flat River."
For this reason he feels that he owes it to his reputation to ally himself only with firms of creditable size and efficiency. The small camps are for the youngsters. Occasionally you will see two or three of the veterans in such a camp, but it is generally a case of lacking something better.
The truth is, Shearer had managed to inspire in the minds of his cronies an idea that they were about to participate in a fight. He re-told Thorpe's story artistically19, shading the yellows and the reds. He detailed20 the situation as it existed. The men agreed that the "young fellow had sand enough for a lake front." After that there needed but a little skillful maneuvering21 to inspire them with the idea that it would be a great thing to take a hand, to "make a camp" in spite of the big concern up-river.
Shearer knew that this attitude was tentative. Everything depended on how well Thorpe lived up to his reputation at the outset,--how good a first impression of force and virility22 he would manage to convey,--for the first impression possessed23 the power of transmuting24 the present rather ill-defined enthusiasm into loyalty or dissatisfaction. But Tim himself believed in Thorpe blindly. So he had no fears.
A little incident at the beginning of the voyage did much to reassure25 him. It was on the old question of whisky.
Thorpe had given orders that no whisky was to be brought aboard, as he intended to tolerate no high-sea orgies. Soon after leaving dock he saw one of the teamsters drinking from a pint26 flask27. Without a word he stepped briskly forward, snatched the bottle from the man's lips, and threw it overboard. Then he turned sharp on his heel and walked away, without troubling himself as to how the fellow was going to take it.
The occurrence pleased the men, for it showed them they had made no mistake. But it meant little else. The chief danger really was lest they become too settled in the protective attitude. As they took it, they were about, good-naturedly, to help along a worthy28 greenhorn. This they considered exceedingly generous on their part, and in their own minds they were inclined to look on Thorpe much as a grown man would look on a child. There needed an occasion for him to prove himself bigger than they.
Fine weather followed them up the long blue reach of Lake Huron; into the noble breadth of the Detour29 Passage, past the opening through the Thousand Islands of the Georgian Bay; into the St. Mary's River. They were locked through after some delay on account of the grain barges30 from Duluth, and at last turned their prow31 westward32 in the Big Sea Water, beyond which lay Hiawatha's Po-ne-mah, the Land of the Hereafter.
Thorpe was about late that night, drinking in the mystic beauty of the scene. Northern lights, pale and dim, stretched their arc across beneath the Dipper. The air, soft as the dead leaves of spring, fanned his cheek. By and by the moon, like a red fire at sea, lifted itself from the waves. Thorpe made his way to the stern, beyond the square deck house, where he intended to lean on the rail in silent contemplation of the moon-path.
He found another before him. Phil, the little cripple, was peering into the wonderful east, its light in his eyes. He did not look at Thorpe when the latter approached, but seemed aware of his presence, for he moved swiftly to give room.
"It is very beautiful; isn't it, Phil?" said Thorpe after a moment.
"It is the Heart Song of the Sea," replied the cripple in a hushed voice.
Thorpe looked down surprised.
"Who told you that?" he asked.
But the cripple, repeating the words of a chance preacher, could explain himself no farther. In a dim way the ready-made phrase had expressed the smothered33 poetic34 craving35 of his heart,--the belief that the sea, the sky, the woods, the men and women, you, I, all have our Heart Songs, the Song which is most beautiful.
"The Heart Song of the Sea," he repeated gropingly. "I don't know ...I play it," and he made the motion of drawing a bow across strings36, "very still and low." And this was all Thorpe's question could elicit37.
Thorpe fell silent in the spell of the night, and pondered over the chances of life which had cast on the shores of the deep as driftwood the soul of a poet.
"Your Song," said the cripple timidly, "some day I will hear it. Not yet. That night in Bay City, when you took me in, I heard it very dim. But I cannot play it yet on my violin."
"Has your violin a song of its own?" queried38 the man.
"I cannot hear it. It tries to sing, but there is something in the way. I cannot. Some day I will hear it and play it, but--" and he drew nearer Thorpe and touched his arm--"that day will be very bad for me. I lose something." His eyes of the wistful dog were big and wondering.
"Queer little Phil!" cried Thorpe laughing whimsically. "Who tells you these things?"
"Nobody," said the cripple dreamily, "they come when it is like to-night. In Bay City they do not come."
At this moment a third voice broke in on them.
"Oh, it's you, Mr. Thorpe," said the captain of the vessel39. "Thought it was some of them lumber-jacks, and I was going to fire 'em below. Fine night."
"It is that," answered Thorpe, again the cold, unresponsive man of reticence40. "When do you expect to get in, Captain?"
"About to-morrow noon," replied the captain, moving away. Thorpe followed him a short distance, discussing the landing. The cripple stood all night, his bright, luminous41 eyes gazing clear and unwinking at the moonlight, listening to his Heart Song of the Sea.
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