Intense action is at all times an interesting object of contemplation to mankind. We therefore make no apology to the reader for dragging him unceremoniously into the middle of a grand primeval forest, and presenting to his view the curious and stirring spectacle of two white men and a negro running at their utmost possible speed, with flashing eyes and labouring chests—evidently running for their lives.
Though very different in aspect and condition, those men were pretty equally matched as runners, for there was no apparent difference in the vigour1 with which they maintained the pace.
The track or footpath2 along which they ran was so narrow as to compel them to advance in single file. He who led was a tall agile3 youth of nineteen or thereabouts, in knickerbocker shooting-garb, with short curly black hair, pleasantly expressive4 features, and sinewy5 frame. The second was obviously a true-blue tar—a regular sea-dog—about thirty years of age, of Samsonian mould, and, albeit6 running for very life, with grand indignation gleaming in his eyes. He wore a blue shirt on his broad back, white ducks on his active legs, and a straw hat on his head, besides a mass of shaggy hair, which, apparently7, not finding enough of room on his cranium, overflowed8 in two brown cataracts9 down his cheeks, and terminated in a voluminous beard.
The third fugitive10 was also a young man, and a negro, short, thickset, square, tough as india-rubber, and black as the Emperor of Zahara. Good-humour wrinkled the corners of his eyes, the milk of human kindness played on his thick lips and rippled11 his sable12 brow, and intense sincerity13, like a sunbeam, suffused14 his entire visage.
James Ginger15—for that was his name, though his friends preferred to call him Ebony—scorned a hat of any kind; his simple costume consisting merely of two garments—canvas trousers and a guernsey shirt.
The sailor wore a cutlass in his belt. Ebony was unarmed. The youthful leader carried a short fowling-piece.
A yell in the far distance, as if from a hundred fiends, told that the pursuers had discovered the trail of the fugitives17, and were gaining on them.
“We’ll have to fight for it, doctor,” growled18 the sailor in a savage19 tone, “better stop while we’ve got some wind left.”
“The wood seems more open ahead,” replied the youth, “let’s push on a bit further.”
“Hi!” exclaimed the negro in surprise, not unmingled with alarm, as they suddenly emerged on an open space and found themselves on the edge of a stupendous precipice21.
The formation of the region was curious. There was a drop in the land, as it were, to a lower level. From their elevated position the three men could see a turbulent river rushing far below, at the base of the cliffs on the edge of which they stood. Beyond lay a magnificent and varied22 stretch of forest scenery, extending away to the horizon, where the prospect23 terminated in a blue range of hills. No path was at first visible by which the fugitives could reach the plain below. The precipice was almost perpendicular24. They were about to leap recklessly over, and trust to descending25 by means of an occasional bush or shrub26 which grew on the rocky face, when the negro uttered one of his falsetto exclamations28.
“Hi! here am a track.”
He dashed aside the branches of an overhanging bush, and ran along a narrow path, or ledge29, which sloped gently downwards30. It was a fearfully giddy position, but this in the circumstances, and to men accustomed to mast-heads and yard-arms, was of small moment. On they ran, at a more cautious pace indeed, but still with anxious haste, until about a quarter of the distance down the face of the precipice, when, to their horror, they came to a turn in the path where it suddenly ended. A mass of rock, apparently detached from the cliff by recent rains, had fallen from above, and in its thundering descent had carried away fully31 ten yards of the path into the stream below, where they could see its shattered fragments in the rushing river. The gap in front of them was absolutely impassable. On the right, the cliff rose sheer upwards33. On the left, it went sheer down.
“What’s to be done now, Hockins?” he asked sharply, turning to the sailor.
“Die!” replied Hockins, in a tone of savage bitterness.
“Stuff an’ nonsense! we no’ die yit,” said the negro, pointing to the snake-like branches of a climbing plant which, spreading over the naked face of the cliff, turned into a crevice35 and disappeared round a jutting36 point.
“Will it bear our weight, lad?” asked the sailor doubtfully.
“It leads to nothing that I can see,” said the young doctor, “and would only ensure our being dashed to pieces instead of speared.”
“Nebber fear, massa Breezy. Dis not de fus’ time I’s hoed troo de forests. If you stop here you die. James Gingah he go on an’ lib.”
“Go on then, Ebony; we will follow,” returned Breezy, slinging37 his gun on his shoulder so as to leave his hands free.
A yell of disappointment on the cliffs above accelerated their movements. It was evident that the pursuers had come out on the open plateau, but had not observed the path by which they descended38. As it was certain, however, that they would find it in a few minutes, Ebony sprang upon the creeping plant and clambered along its tortuous39 limbs like a monkey. Young Breezy followed, and Hockins came last.
The plant was tough. It stood the strain well. If it had given way, death on the jagged rocks below would have been the result. But death by savage spears was behind them, so they did not hesitate. A few seconds and all three had passed round the jutting rock and into the crevice, where they were completely hidden from the view of any one standing40 on the path they had just left.
In the crevice they found a ledge or platform sufficiently41 large to admit of their standing together. They had scarcely obtained a footing on it when another shout announced that the pursuer had traced their trail to the head of the track.
We know not, reader, whether you have ever experienced that heart-melting qualm which comes over one at the sudden and unexpected approach of what, at least, appears to be death. If you have, you will be able to understand the intense relief and thankfulness felt by the fugitives when, safe from immediate42 danger, they listened to their pursuers as they held excited conversation at the end of the broken track. Not knowing the language they could not, of course, understand what was said, and being just beyond the range of vision—owing to the jutting cliff that concealed43 them—they could not see what their pursuers were doing, but they heard a suggestive crash and a sharp exclamation27.
Had they been able to see, they would have understood the situation well enough without the aid of language.
Two of the natives, who were dark-skinned and almost naked savages44, had come to the place where the track had been broken away. They gazed at the profound depths on the left and the inaccessible45 cliffs on the right, and then glanced at each other in solemn surprise.
No doubt the creeping plant would in a few seconds have attracted special attention, had not an incident turned their minds in another direction. While the foremost savage was craning his neck so as to see as far round the projecting cliff as possible, the piece of rock on which his advanced foot was dislodged, and he had the narrowest possible escape from plunging46 headlong after the rock, which went bounding and crashing into the gulf47 below.
Instantly the faces of the two men gleamed with intelligence; they nodded with energy, grinned with satisfaction, and pointed48 to the abyss in front of them with the air of men who had no doubt that their enemies were lying down there in quivering fragments.
Something of this James Ginger did indeed manage to see. Curiosity was so powerfully developed in that sable spirit, that, at the imminent49 risk of his life, he reached out by means of a branch, and so elongated50 his black neck that he got one of his brilliant eyes to bear for a moment upon his foes52. He appreciated the situation instantly, and drew back to indulge in a smothered53 laugh which shut up both his eyes and appeared to gash54 his face from ear to ear.
“What’s wrong with you, Ebony?” whispered Mark Breezy, who was in anything but a laughing mood just then.
“Oh! nuffin’, nuffin’, massa; only dem brown niggers are sitch asses55 dat dey b’lieve a’most anyting. Black niggers ain’t so easy putt off de scent32. Dey tinks we’s tumble ober de precipis an’ busted56 ourselbes.”
“Lucky for us that they think so,” said Hockins, in a soft tone of satisfaction. “But now, what are we to do? It was bad enough clamberin’ up here in blazin’ excitement to save our lives, but it will be ten times worse gettin’ down again in cold blood when they’re gone.”
“Time enough to consider that when they are gone,” muttered Breezy. “Hush! Listen!”
The sounds that reached their place of concealment57 told clearly enough that a number of the savages had descended the cliffs, presumably to look at the place over which the white men had fallen. Then there was much eager conversation in an unknown tongue, mingled20 with occasional bursts of laughter—on hearing which latter the huge mouth of our negro enlarged in silent sympathy. After a while the voices were heard to retire up the narrow track and become fainter until they died away altogether, leaving no sound save the murmur58 of the rushing river to fill the ears of the anxious listeners who stood like three statues in a niche59 on the face of that mighty60 precipice.
“Now, you know,” said Breezy, with a sigh of relief, “this is very satisfactory as far as it goes, and we have reason to be thankful that we are neither speared nor dashed to pieces; nevertheless, we are in an uncomfortable fix here, for night is approaching, and we must retrace61 our steps somehow or other, unless we make up our minds to sleep standing.”
“That’s so, doctor. There’s not room to lie down here,” assented62 the sailor, glancing slowly round; “an’, to tell ’ee the plain truth, I feel as funky64 about trustin’ myself again to that serpent-like creeper as I felt the first time I went up through the lubber-hole the year I went to sea.”
“What you’s ’fraid ob, Mr ’Ockins?” asked Ebony.
“Afraid o’ the nasty thing givin’ way under my weight. If it was a good stout65 rope, now, I wouldn’t mind, but every crack it gave when I was comin’ aloft made my heart jump a’most out o’ my mouth.”
“What have ’ee found there, doctor?” asked the seaman66, on observing that his companion was groping behind a mass of herbage at the back part of the niche in which they stood.
“There’s a big hole here, Hockins. Perhaps we may find room to stay where we are, after all, till morning. Come here, Ebony, you’ve got something of the eel63 about you. Try if you can wriggle67 in.”
The negro at once thrust his head and shoulders into the hole, but could not advance.
“Bery strange!” he said, drawing out his head, and snorting once or twice like a dog that has half-choked himself in a rabbit-hole. “Seems to me dere’s a big block o’ wood dere stoppin’ de way.”
“Strange indeed, Ebony. A block of wood could not have grown there. Are you sure it is not a big root?”
“Sartin’ sure, massa. I hab studied roots since I was a babby. Hold on, I try again.”
The negro tried again, and with such vigour that he not only displaced the block of wood, but burst in several planks68 which concealed the entrance to a cavern69. They fell on the stone floor with a crash that aroused a multitude of echoes in the dark interior. At the same moment something like a faint shriek70 or wail71 was heard within, causing the hearts of the three listeners to beat faster.
“Did you hear that, Hockins?”
“Ay, I heard it sure enough. What is it, think ’ee, lad!” said the seaman to the negro.
Ebony, who was gazing into the dark cavern with glaring eyeballs and distended72 nostrils73, replied—
“My advice to you is, let’s go back de way we come. Dis no place for ’spectable Christians74.”
“Do you fear ghosts?” asked Mark, smiling, yet at the same time bringing his gun into a convenient position, with his finger ready on the trigger.
“I fears nuffin,” returned the negro with a proud look, while beads75 of perspiration76 stood on his brow.
“Then ye’re a braver man than I am, Ebony, for I fear that climbin’ plant worse than a ghost; so here goes to find out what it is.”
Although the sailor spoke77 thus boldly, and tried to look cool, it is certain that he also was afflicted78 with sensations of an unusual description, which, of course, he would have scorned to admit were the result of fear! His power of will, however, was stronger than his fears. Drawing his cutlass, he was about to enter the cavern, when Mark laid a hand on his shoulder.
“Come, Hockins, you have accepted my lead hitherto. It is not fair to take it out of my hands at this critical point.”
“Softly, softly, doctor,” whispered the seaman, as he followed, “there may be holes or pits within—”
“All right; I’m feeling my way carefully. Keep close.”
As he spoke a slight, indescribable sound was heard—almost like a sigh.
“Hist! Did ’ee hear that?” said Hockins in the lowest possible whisper.
“Oh! massa, let’s go back de way we come,” urged Ebony, in the same low but earnest tone.
Mark Breezy did not reply, but the click of his gun as he cocked it showed that he was on the alert.
For nearly a minute the three men stood in absolute silence, listening for a repetition of the mysterious sound, and, though it did not recur80, there was an indescribable feeling in the heart of each that they were not alone in that cavern.
“Have you not flint and steel?” asked Mark.
“Yes; but to strike a light would only show our whereabouts if there is any one here.”
The seaman accidentally touched Ebony on the elbow as he spoke, and sent that worthy’s heart, or something like it, into his throat with such violence as nearly to choke him.
“Git along, massa,” he said in a gaspy whisper, when able to articulate, “we’s got to go troo wid it now.”
Acting82 on this advice the young man continued to advance cautiously, feeling his way step by step and fully expecting every moment to reach the inner wall of the cavern.
Presently the explorers were again brought to a stand by the sudden appearance of a light in the far distance. As, however, it did not move, they continued to advance, and soon were convinced that it was daylight shining through an opening in that direction. Every step convinced them more and more that they were right, and their spirits rose with the hope of escaping, though the light made no appreciable83 difference as yet in the darkness that surrounded them.
Suddenly a sharp, loud, short cry filled the cavern for an instant, and almost froze their blood! The loudness and abrupt84 stoppage of the cry left the impression that the creature which uttered it had been suddenly and effectively killed, for it ended in a sharp gasp81 or gurgle, and then all was still,—but only for a moment, for the shock to Mark’s nerves was such that his finger inadvertently pressed the trigger of his gun, which exploded with a deafening85 crash, and awoke shrieks86 and cries that were not to be accounted for by mere16 echoes.
This was too much for ordinary human beings. Fabled87 knights88 of old in armour89 of proof might have stood it, but the two white men and the black, being ordinary heroes, regardless of pride and honour, went in for a regular stampede, and it is but simple justice to say that Ebony won, for he reached the outlet90 of the cavern first, and sprang through it into daylight like a black thunderbolt. It is also due to his comrades to add that they were not far behind him.
Their courage, however, was soon restored. Daylight has a celebrated91 power of restoring courage. On clearing the bushes which concealed the entrance to the cave they simultaneously92 stopped, turned round, and resolutely93 faced their foe51!
But no foe was to be seen! Once again all was still as death. After glaring for a few seconds at the spot whence the expected enemy should have issued, the three fugitives relaxed their frowning brows and turned inquiring eyes on each other.
“Dis beats cockfightin’ a’most,” said Ebony, with a sigh of intense relief.
“Ay, an’ every other sort o’ fightin’ as I ever heard on,” responded Hockins.
“Come, friends,” said their young leader, “whatever it may have been, it behoves us to get as far away from this spot as possible, and that as fast as we can.”
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