It need hardly be said that we all sprang up when the thunder-clap shook the earth, and began hastily to make preparation for the coming storm. The broad flat branches of a majestic1 pine formed a roof to our encampment. Dragging our provisions and blankets as near as possible to the stem of the tree, we covered them up with one of our oiled-cloths, which were somewhat similar in appearance and texture2 to the tarpaulings of seafaring men, though light in colour. Then we ran down to the lake, carried all our goods hastily to the same spot, covered them up in like manner, and finally dragged our boat as far up on the beach as possible.
Several blinding flashes and deafening3 peals4 saluted5 us while we were thus employed, but as yet not a drop of rain or sigh of wind disturbed us, and we were congratulating ourselves on having managed the matter so promptly6, when several huge drops warned us to seek shelter.
“That will do, boys,” cried Lumley, referring to the boat, “she’s safe.”
“Voilà! vite!” shouted Marcelle, our volatile7 son of Vulcan, as the first big drops of rain descended9 on him.
He sprang towards the sheltering tree with wild activity. So, indeed, did we all, but the rain was too quick for us. Down it came with the suddenness and fury of a shower-bath, and most of us were nearly drenched10 before we reached our pine. There was a good deal of shouting and laughter at first, but the tremendous forces of nature that had been let loose were too overwhelming to permit of continued levity11. In a few minutes the ground near our tree became seamed with little glancing rivulets12, while the rain continued to descend8 like straight heavy rods of crystal which beat on the earth with a dull persistent13 roar. Ere long the saturated15 soil refused to drink in the superabundance, and the crystal rods, descending16 into innumerable pools, changed the roar into the plash of many waters.
We stood close together for some time, gazing at this scene in silent solemnity, when a few trickling17 streams began to fall upon us, showing that our leafy canopy18, thick though it was, could not protect us altogether from such a downpour.
“We’d better rig up one of the oiled-cloths, and get under it,” I suggested.
“Do so,” said our chief.
Scarcely had he spoken when a flash of lightning, brighter than any that had gone before, revealed to us the fact that the distant part of the hitherto placid20 lake was seething21 with foam22.
“A squall! Look out!” shouted Lumley, grasping the oiled-cloth we were about to spread.
Every one shouted and seized hold of something under the strong conviction that action of some sort was necessary to avert23 danger. But all our voices were silenced in a dreadful roar of thunder which, as Donald Bane afterwards remarked, seemed to split the universe from stem to stern. This was instantly followed by a powerful whirlwind which caught our oiled-cloth, tore it out of our hands, and whisked it up into the tree-tops, where it stuck fast and flapped furiously, while some of our party were thrown down, and others seemed blown away altogether as they ran into the thick bush for shelter.
For myself, without any definite intentions, and scarce knowing what I was about, I seized and clung to the branches of a small tree with the tenacity24 of a drowning man—unable to open my eyes while sticks and leaves, huge limbs of trees and deluges25 of water flew madly past, filling my mind with a vague impression that the besom of destruction had become a veritable reality, and that we were all about to be swept off the face of the earth together.
Strange to say, in this crisis I felt no fear. I suppose I had not time or power to think at all, and I have since that day thought that God perhaps thus mercifully sends relief to His creatures in their direst extremity—just as He sends relief to poor human beings, when suffering intolerable pain, by causing stupor26.
The outburst was as short-lived as it was furious. Suddenly the wind ceased; the floods of rain changed to slight droppings, and finally stopped altogether, while the thunder growled27 itself into sullen28 repose29 in the far distance.
But what a scene of wreck30 was left behind! We could not of course, see the full extent of the mischief31, for the night still remained intensely dark, but enough was revealed in the numerous uprooted32 trees which lay all round us within the light of our rekindled33 camp-fire. From most of these we had been protected by the great pine under which we had taken shelter, though one or two had fallen perilously35 near to us—in one case falling on and slightly damaging our baggage.
Our first anxiety, of course, was our boat, towards which we ran as if by one impulse, the instant the wind had subsided36.
To our horror it was gone!
Only those who know what it is to traverse hundreds of leagues of an almost tenantless37 wilderness38, and have tried to push a few miles through roadless forests that have grown and fallen age after age in undisturbed entanglement39 since the morning of creation, can imagine the state of our minds at this discovery.
“Search towards the woods, men,” said Lumley, who, whatever he might have felt, was the only one amongst us who seemed unexcited. We could trace no sign of anxiety in the deep tones of his steady voice.
It was this quality—I may remark in passing—this calm, equable flow of self-possession in all circumstances, no matter how trying, that rendered our young leader so fit for the work with which he had been entrusted40, and which caused us all to rely on him with unquestioning confidence. He never seemed uncertain how to act even in the most desperate circumstances, and he never gave way to discontent or depression. A gentle, good-humoured expression usually played on his countenance41, yet he could look stern enough at times, and even fierce, as we all knew.
While we were stumbling in the dark in the direction indicated, we heard the voice of Salamander shouting:—
“Here it am! De bot—busted on de bank!”
And “busted” it certainly was, as we could feel, for it was too dark to see.
“Fetch a blazing stick, one of you,” cried Lumley.
A light revealed the fact that our boat, in being rolled bodily up the bank by the gale42, had got several of her planks43 damaged and two of her ribs44 broken.
“Let’s be thankful,” I said, on further examination, “that no damage has been done to keel or gun’le.”
“Nor to stem or stern-post,” added Lumley. “Come, we shan’t be delayed more than a day after all.”
He was right. The whole of the day that followed the storm we spent in repairing the boat, and drying such portions of the goods as had got wet, as well as our own garments. The weather turned out to be bright and warm, so that when we lay down to rest, everything was ready for a start at the earliest gleam of dawn.
“Lumley,” said I, next day, as we rested after a good spell at the oars45, “what would have become of us if our boat had been smashed to pieces, or bodily blown away?”
“Nothing very serious would have become of us, I think,” he replied with an amused look.
“But consider,” I said; “we are now hundreds of miles away from Muskrat46 House—our nearest neighbour—with a dense47 wilderness and no roads between. Without a boat we could neither advance nor retreat. We might, of course, try to crawl along river banks and lake shores, which would involve the wading48 or swimming of hundreds of rivulets and rivers, with provisions and blankets on our backs, and even then winter would be down on us, and we should all be frozen to death before the end of the journey. Besides, even if we were to escape, how could we ever show face after leaving all our supply of goods and stores to rot in the wilderness?”
“Truly,” replied my friend with a short laugh, “the picture you paint is not a lively one, but it is I who ought to ask you to consider. There are many ways in which we might overcome our supposed difficulties. I will explain; and let me begin by pointing out that your first error lies in conceiving an improbability and an impossibility. In the first place it is improbable that our boat should get ‘smashed to pieces.’ Such an event seldom occurs in river navigation, except in the case of going over something like Niagara. In the second place it is impossible that a boat should be blown bodily away. But let us suppose that, for the sake of argument, something of the kind had happened, and that our boat was damaged beyond repair, or lost; could we not, think you, fabricate a couple of birch-bark canoes in a country where such splendid birch-trees grow, and with these proceed to our destination?”
“Very true,” said I, “that did not occur to me; but,” I continued, waxing argumentative, “what if there had been no birch-trees in this part of the country?”
“Why then, Max, there would be nothing to prevent our placing most of our goods en cache, construct a small portable raft for crossing streams, and start off each man with a small load for Big Otter49’s home, at which we should arrive in a week or two, and there set about the erection of huts to shelter us, begin a fishery, and remain until winter should set fast the lakes and rivers, cover the land with snow, and thus enable us to go back for our goods, and bring them forward on sledges50, with aid, perhaps, from the red-men.”
“True, true, Lumley, that might be done.”
“Or,” continued my friend, “we might stay where the disaster overtook us, remain till winter, and send Big Otter on to tell his people that we were coming. When one plan fails, you know, all you’ve got to do is to try another. There is only one sort of accident that might cause us a deal of trouble, and some loss—and that is, our boat getting smashed and upset in a rapid, and our goods scattered52. Even in that case we might recover much of what could swim, but lead and iron would be lost, and powder damaged. However we won’t anticipate evil. Look! there is a sight that ought to banish53 all forebodings from our minds.”
He pointed54 as he spoke19 to an opening ahead of us, which revealed a beautiful little lake, whose unruffled surface was studded with picturesque55 bush-clad islets. Water-fowl of many kinds were swimming about on its surface, or skimming swiftly over it. It seemed so peaceful that I was led to think of it as a miniature paradise.
“Come, Henri, chante, sing,” cried Lumley, with a touch of enthusiasm in eye and tone.
Our carpenter, Coppet, was by general consent our leading singer. He possessed56 a sweet tenor57 voice, and always responded to a call with a willingness that went far to counteract58 the lugubrious59 aspect of his visage. On this occasion he at once struck up the canoe-song, “A la claire fontaine,” which, besides being plaintive60 and beautiful, seemed to me exceedingly appropriate, for we were at that time crossing a height of land, and the clear, crystal waters over which we skimmed formed indeed the fountain-head of some of the great northern rivers.
The sudden burst of song had a wonderful effect upon the denizens61 of Clear Lake, as we named the sheet of water; for, after a brief momentary62 pause in their chatter—as if of incredulity and blazing surprise—they all arose at once in such myriads63 that the noise of their wings was not unlike what I may style muffled64 thunder.
Before the song was well finished we had reached the other end of the lakelet, and found that a deep river ran out of it in a nor’easterly direction. The current of the river was powerful, and we had not proceeded many miles down its course when we came to a series of turbulent rapids.
As we entered them I could not help recalling Lumley’s remarks about the risks we ran in descending rapids; but no thought of actual danger occurred to me until I saw Blondin, who was our bowman, draw in his oar14, grasp a long pole with which he had provided himself, and stand up in the bow, the better to look out inquiringly ahead.
Now, it must be explained that the bowman’s is the most important post in river navigation in the Nor’-west—equal, at all events, to that of steersman. In fact the two act in concert; the bowman, whose position commands the best view of rocks and dangers ahead, giving direction, and the watchful65 steersman acting66 sympathetically with his long oar or sweep, so that should the bowman with his pole thrust the head of the boat violently to the right the steersman sweeps its stern sharply to the left, thus causing the craft to spin round and shoot aside from the danger, whatever it may be. Of course the general flow and turmoil67 of a rapid indicates pretty clearly to skilled eyes where the deepest water lies; nevertheless, in spite of knowledge, skill, and experience, disasters will happen at times.
“Monsieur,” said Blondin in French to Lumley, as we gained a smooth piece of water at the foot of a short rapid, “I know not the rocks ahead. It may be well to land and look.”
“Do so, Blondin.”
We ran the boat’s head on shore, and while the bowman and our leader went to look at the rapids in advance, most of our men got out their pipes and began to chat quietly.
Our scouts68 quickly returned, saying that the rapids, though rough, were practicable. Soon we were among them, darting69 down with what would have seemed, to any inexperienced eye, perilous34 velocity70. The river at the place was about a hundred yards wide, with an unusually rugged71 channel, but with a distinctly marked run—deep and tortuous—in the middle. On both sides of the run, sweeping72 and curling surges told of rocks close to the surface, and in many places these showed black edges above water, which broke the stream into dazzling foam.
“Have a care, Blondin,” said our chief, in a warning voice, as the bowman made a sudden and desperate shove with his pole. A side current had swept us too far in the direction of a forbidding ledge51, to touch on which might have been fatal. But Henri Coppet, who acted as steersman as well as carpenter, was equal to the occasion. He bent73 his lanky74 form almost double, took a magnificent sweep with the oar, and seconded Blondin’s shove so ably that we passed the danger like an arrow, with nothing but a slight graze.
That danger past we were on the brink75 of another, almost before we had time to think. At the time I remember being deeply impressed, in a confused way, with the fact that, whatever might await us below, there was now no possibility of our returning up stream. We were emphatically “in for it,” and our only hope lay in the judgment76, boldness, and capacity of the two men who guided our frail77 bark—doubly frail, it seemed to me, when contrasted with the waters that surged around, and the solid rocks that appeared to bar our way in all directions. Even some of our men at the oars, whose only duty was to obey orders promptly, began to show symptoms of anxiety, if not of fear.
“Smooth water ahead,” muttered Lumley, pointing to a small lake into which the turbulent river ran about a quarter of a mile further down.
“All right soon,” I said, but just as I spoke the boat lightly touched a rock. Blondin saw that there was not sufficient depth in a passage which he had intended to traverse. With a shout to the steersman he thrust his pole over the side with all his might. The obedient craft turned as if on a pivot78, and would have gone straight into a safe stream in another second, if Blondin’s pole had not stuck fast either in mud or between two rocks.
In a moment our bowman was whisked over the side as if he had been a feather. Letting go the pole he caught the gunwale and held on. The boat was carried broadside on the rocks, and the gushing79 water raised her upper side so high that she was on the point of rolling over when all of us—I think instinctively—sprang to that side and bore her down.
“Over the side, some of you,” cried Lumley, leaping into the water on the lower side, followed by six of us, including myself. Some of us were breast deep; others, on rocks, stood higher.
“Now—together—shove!—and hold on!”
There was no need to give us the latter caution.
Our boat shot into deep water and we all held on for life. Fortunately the more open part of the rapid had been gained. The steersman without aid could keep us in deep water, and, before we had fairly scrambled80 back into our places, we were floating safely on the quiet lake into which the river ran.
You may be sure that we had matter not only for gratulation but for conversation that night at supper; for, after discussing our recent adventure in all its phases, nearly every one of our party had numerous similar incidents to tell of—either as having occurred to himself, or to his friends. But the pleasure of that night’s intercourse81 and repose was materially diminished by a pest with which for some time previously82 we had not been much afflicted83.
Who has not heard of mosquitoes? We may inform those who have never seen or felt them that they are peculiarly virulent84 and numerous and vicious and bloodthirsty in the swampy85 lands of North America, and that night we had got into a region of swamps. It may also, perhaps, be unknown to some people that mosquitoes do not slumber—unless, indeed, they do it on a preconcerted plan of relieving guard. Either there is a “day and night shift” or they do not rest at all. As a consequence we did not rest. Groans86 and maledictions were the order of the night. We spent much time in slapping our own faces, and immolated87 hundreds of the foe88 at each slap, but thousands came on to refill the ranks. We buried our heads under our blankets, but could not sleep for suffocation89. Some of the men left their faces exposed, went to sleep in desperate exhaustion90, after hours of fruitless warfare91, and awoke with eyes all but shut up, and cheeks like dumplings. Others lay down to leeward92 of the fire and spent the night in a compound experience of blood-sucking and choking. One ingenious man—I think it was Salamander—wrapped his visage in a kerchief, leaving nothing exposed save the point of his nose for breathing purposes. In the morning he arose with something like a huge strawberry on the end of his prominent feature.
Indeed, it was a wearing night to follow such a trying day!
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