"I should like to come across the red devils who did this," said Fletcher.
"What would you do with them?" asked Ferguson.
"Shoot them down like dogs, or if I could take them captive they should dangle6 upon the boughs7 of yonder tree."[193]
"I hope I shall be ready to die when my time comes," said Ferguson; "but I want it to be in a Christian8 bed, and not at the hands of a dirty savage9."
Just then Lawrence Peabody came up. He had been lagging in the rear, as usual.
"What have you found?" he inquired, not seeing the bodies at first, on account of the party surrounding them.
"Come here, and see for yourself, Peabody," said one of the company.
Lawrence Peabody peered at the dead men—he was rather near-sighted—and turned very pale.
"Yes, it's those devils. You can tell their work when you see it. Don't you see that they are scalped?"
"I believe I shall faint," said Peabody, his face becoming of a greenish hue11. "Tom, let me lean on your shoulder. Do—do you think it has been done lately?"
"Yesterday, probably," said Ferguson. "The bodies look fresh."
"Then the Indians that did it must be near here?"[194]
"Probably."
"These men were either traveling by themselves, or had strayed away from their party," said Fletcher. "It shows how necessary it is for us to keep together. In union there is strength."
The bodies were examined. In the pocket of one was found a letter addressed to James Collins, dated at some town in Maine. The writer appeared to be his wife. She spoke12 of longing13 for the time when he should return with money enough to redeem14 their farm from a heavy mortgage.
"Poor woman!" said Ferguson. "She will wait for her husband in vain. The mortgage will never be paid through his exertions15."
"He came on the same errand that I did," he said. "I hope my journey will have a happier ending."
"Always hope for the best, Tom," said his Scotch18 friend. "You will live happier while you do live, and, if the worst comes, it will be time enough to submit to it when you must."
"That is good philosophy, Mr. Ferguson."[195]
"Indeed it is, my lad. Don't borrow trouble."
"We must bury these poor men," said Fletcher. "We can't leave them out here, possibly to be devoured19 by wild beasts. Who will volunteer for the service?"
"Come, Peabody," said John Miles, a broad-shouldered giant, who had a good-natured contempt for the young man from Boston. "Suppose you and I volunteer."
Lawrence Peabody shrank back in dismay at the unwelcome proposition.
"I couldn't do it," he said, shivering. "I never touched a dead body in my life. I am so delicate that I couldn't do it, I assure you."
"It's lucky we are not all delicate," said Miles, "or the poor fellows would be left unburied. I suppose if anything happens to you, Peabody, you will expect us to bury you?"
"Oh, don't mention such a thing, Mr. Miles," entreated20 Peabody, showing symptoms of becoming hysterical21. "I really can't bear it."
"It's my belief that nature has made a mistake, and Peabody was meant for a woman," said Miles, shrugging his shoulders.[196]
"I will assist you, my friend," said the Scotchman. "It's all that remains22 for us to do for the poor fellows."
"Not quite all," said Tom. "Somebody ought to write to the poor wife. We have her address in the letter you took from the pocket."
"Well thought of, my lad," said Fletcher. "Will you undertake it?"
"If you think I can do it properly," said Tom modestly.
"It'll be grievous news, whoever writes it. You can do it as well as another."
In due time Mrs. Collins received a letter revealing the sad fate of her husband, accompanied with a few simple words of sympathy.
Over the grave a rude cross was planted, fashioned of two boards, with the name of James Collins, cut out with a jack-knife, upon them. This inscription23 was the work of Miles.
"Somebody may see it who knows Collins," he said.
It happened that, on the second night after the discovery of Collins and his unfortunate companion, Lawrence Peabody's turn came to stand watch. He was very uneasy and nervous[197] through the day. In the hope of escaping the ordeal24 he so much dreaded25 he bound a handkerchief round his head.
"What's the matter, Mr. Peabody?" asked Fletcher.
"Let me feel of it," said Fletcher.
"It doesn't feel hot; it doesn't throb," he said.
"It aches terribly," said Peabody. "I'm very subject to headache. It is the effect of a delicate constitution."
"The fellow is shamming," said Fletcher to himself; and he felt disgust rather than sympathy.
"It's a little curious, Mr. Peabody, that this headache should not come upon you till the day you are to stand on watch," remarked the leader, with a sarcasm27 which even the young man from Boston detected.
"Yes, it's strange," he admitted, "and very unlucky, for of course you won't expect a sick man to watch."
"You don't look at it in the right light, Mr.[198] Peabody. I regard it as rather lucky than otherwise."
Lawrence Peabody stared.
"I don't understand you, Mr. Fletcher," he said.
"If you have the headache, it will prevent you from going to sleep, and you remember you expressed yourself as afraid that you might. If you were quite well, I might feel rather afraid of leaving the camp in your charge. Now, I am sure you won't fall asleep."
Mr. Peabody listened in dismay. The very plan to which he had resorted in the hope of evading28 duty was likely to fasten that duty upon him.
"He'll be well before night," thought Fletcher shrewdly; and he privately29 imparted the joke to the rest of the party. The result was that Mr. Peabody became an object of general attention.
In half an hour the young man from Boston removed his handkerchief from his head.
"Are you feeling better, Mr. Peabody?" asked Tom.
"Very much better," said Peabody.[199]
"Your headache seems to pass off suddenly."
"Yes, it always does," said the young Bostonian. "I am like mother in that. She had a delicate constitution, just like mine. One minute she would have a headache as if her head would split open, and half an hour afterward30 she would feel as well as usual."
"You are very fortunate. I was afraid your headache would make it uncomfortable for you to watch to-night."
"Yes, it would; but, as the captain said, it would have kept me awake. Now I don't believe I can keep from sleeping on my post."
"Why don't you tell Fletcher so?"
"Won't you tell him, Tom? He might pay more attention to it if you told him."
"No, Mr. Peabody. You are certainly the most suitable person to speak to him. What makes you think he would pay more attention to me, who am only a boy?"
"He seems to like you, Tom."
"I hope he does, but really, Mr. Peabody, you must attend to your own business."
Fletcher was at the head of the train, walking beside the first wagon. Hearing hurried[200] steps, he turned, and saw Mr. Lawrence Peabody, panting for breath.
"Have you got over your headache, Mr. Peabody?" he asked, with a quiet smile.
"Yes, Mr. Fletcher, it's all gone."
"I am glad to hear it."
"It would have kept me awake to-night, as you remarked," said Peabody. "Now, I am really afraid that I shall fall asleep."
"That would be bad for you."
"Why so?"
"You remember those two poor fellows whom we found scalped the other day?"
"Better think of them to-night. If you go to sleep on watch, those very Indians may serve you in the same way."
"Oh, good gracious!" ejaculated Peabody, turning pale.
"They or some of their tribe are, no doubt, near at hand."
"No!" thundered Fletcher, so sternly that[201] the unhappy Bostonian shrank back in dismay.
For the credit of Boston, it may be said that John Miles—a broad-shouldered young giant, who did not know what fear was—more honorably represented the same city.
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