Availing myself now of that wonderful power which we possess of projecting the mind instantaneously through space and time, I will leave our adventurous3 fur-traders, and, conveying my reader still deeper into the heart of the great wilderness, set him down on the margin4 of one of those lesser5 sheets of water which lie some distance in a south-westerly direction from that mighty6 fresh-water ocean called Athabasca.
This lake, although small when compared with the vast reservoirs which stud those northern wilds, is, nevertheless, of goodly dimensions, being about six miles in diameter, and studded here and there with numerous islets, some of which are almost bare rocks of a few yards in extent, while others are not less than a quarter of a mile in circumference7, and thickly wooded to the edge.
It is a somewhat peculiar8 lake. It does not lie, as many lakes do, in the bottom of a valley, from which the spectator lifts his eye to surrounding heights, but rests in a little hollow on a height of land from many points of which the eye looks down on the surrounding low country. It is true, that in one direction, westward9, a line of distant blue hills is seen, which are obviously higher than our lake, for the land rises gently towards them; but when you ascend10 a wooded knoll11 close by, the summit of which is free from underwood, it is seen at a glance that on all other sides the land is below you, and your eye takes in at one grand sweep all round the compass a view of woodland and plain, mound12 and morass13, lake, river, and rivulet14, such as is probably unequalled—certainly unsurpassed—in any other part of the known world.
Solitude15 profound—as far as men and their works are concerned—marked this lovely region at the time of our arrival, though there was the most telling evidence of exuberant16 animal life everywhere, to the ear as well as to the eye; for the air was vocal17 with the plaintive18 cries and whistling wings of wild-fowl which sported about in blissful enjoyment19 of their existence, while occasional breaks in the glassy surface of the water, and numerous widening circles, told that fish were not less jovial20 in the realms below. This was at last the longed-for Lake Wichikagan.
Man, however, was not altogether absent, though less obviously present, at that time. At the extreme western end of the lake, where the view of the regions beyond was most extensive as well as most beautiful, there was a bright green patch of land, free from underwood as well as trees—a sort of natural lawn—which extended with a gentle slope towards the lake; ending in a pebbly21 beach on which the waters rested so calm and pure that it was difficult to distinguish the line where dry land and water met.
A little to the right of this beautiful spot there grew a small clump22 of bushes, and in the midst of these there crouched23 two Indians. One was middle-aged24, the other was entering on the period of early manhood, and a strongly marked resemblance in feature and form indicated plainly that they stood to each other in the relation of father and son. Both were clothed in leather, with the usual ornamentation of beads25, scalp-locks, and feathers. Their faces, however, were not disfigured with war-paint—a sign that at that time they were at peace with all mankind.
It might have struck an observer, however, that for men of peace they were in suspiciously warlike attitudes. The elder savage stooped low to conceal26 himself behind the foliage27, and held a long single-barrelled gun in readiness for instant action, while the youth, also stooping low, held an arrow ready fitted to his short bow. The eyes of both glared with expressions that might have been indicative of joy, hope, hate, revenge, expectation, or anything else you please—for a glare is unquestionably an ambiguous expression at the best, needing a context to expound28 it.
“Let two die,” muttered the elder redskin—of course in his own tongue. (I had the details from his own lips afterwards, and translate them as literally29 as may be.)
“Ho!” replied the son, without moving his glare from the direction from which the two doomed30 ones were expected to emerge.
Presently a flock of grey wild-geese came majestically31 along, close to the margin of the lake—flying low, as well as slow, and following the curvings of the shore as if in search of a suitable feeding-place at which to alight. The green of the natural lawn had evidently attracted these birds, for they skimmed over the bushes behind which our Indians crouched almost within pistol-shot.
Like statues the red-men stood until the geese were over them; then an arrow from the son’s bow quivered in the heart of one bird, and brought it fluttering heavily to the ground. At the same instant the echoes around answered to the father’s gun, and another goose lay dead upon the sward.
These sons of the wilderness were not, however, very communicative, for they spake never a word more. Perhaps they were hungry, and it is well-known that hungry men are not sociable33. At all events they maintained a profound silence while they cut down a small decayed tree, made a good fire, and prepared dinner, or—as the sun was beginning to decline at the time—I may call it supper.
The mode of preparation was simple. Of course they plucked the geese; an operation which revealed the fact that both birds were plump and fat. Next they split them open with their scalping-knives, and, going down to the lake, cleaned them out with the same weapons. Then, transfixing them on two pieces of stick, after the manner of red-men, they stuck them up before the fire to roast. The roasting did not take long, for they were either partial to underdone food or impatient, and began at once upon such portions of the birds as were first ready, by cutting them off and chewing away without removing the remainder of the roasts from the fire. By degrees the solid parts were devoured34. Then the drumsticks and other extremities35 were picked; after that the merry-thoughts and smaller bones were cleaned, and not until every fragment of edible36 matter was consumed did father or son cease his toil37 or utter a word.
“Waugh!” exclaimed the father at last, regarding the skeleton of his meal with a sad look, as if grieved that all was over.
“Hough!” responded the son with a sigh of satisfaction, as he wiped his fingers on the grass and sheathed38 his scalping-knife. Then, searching in their little pouches39, which contained flint steel, tinder, etcetera, they drew forth two little stone pipes with wooden stems, which they filled and began to smoke.
The first whiff seemed to break the magic spell which had hitherto kept them silent. With another emphatic40 “Waugh!” the elder savage declared that the goose was good; that it distended41 him pleasantly, and that it warmed the cockles of his heart—or words to that effect. To which the son replied with a not less emphatic “Hough!” that he was entirely42 of the same opinion. Thus, whiffing gently, letting the smoke slowly out of their mouths and trickling43 it through their nostrils44, so as to get the full benefit—or or damage!—of the tobacco, those sons of the wilderness continued for some time to enjoy themselves, while the sun sank slowly towards the western horizon, converting every lake and pond, and every river and streamlet, into a sheet, or band, or thread of burnished45 gold. At last the elder savage removed his pipe and sent a final shot of smoke towards the sky with some vigour46 as he said, rather abruptly,—“Mozwa, my brother must be dead!”
“I hope not, father,” returned the youth, whose name, Mozwa, signifies in the Cree language “moose-deer,” and had been given to the lad because he possessed47 an unusual power of running great distances, and for long periods, at a sort of swinging trot48 that left all competitors of his tribe far behind.
“I also hope not,” said his father, whose name was Maqua, or “bear,” “but I am forced to think so, for when Big Otter49 promises he is sure to perform. He said to Waboose that he would be home before the berries were ripe. The berries are ripe and he is not home. Without doubt he is now chasing the deer in the happy hunting-grounds with his fathers.”
Waboose, to whom this promise had been made, was a favourite niece of Big Otter, and had been named Waboose, or “rabbit,” because she was pretty innocent, soft, and tender.
“My father,” said Mozwa, rather solemnly, “Big Otter has not broken his word, for all the berries are not yet ripe.”
He plucked a berry which chanced to be growing near his hand, as he spoke50, and held it up to view.
“Waugh!” exclaimed the elder savage.
“Hough!” returned the younger.
What more might have been said at that time no one can tell, for the conversation was cut short by a sound which caused both Indians to listen with intense earnestness. Their eyes glittered like the eyes of serpents, and their nostrils dilated51 like those of the wild-horse, while each man gently moved his right hand towards his weapon.
And if the too inquisitive52 reader should ask me how I could possibly come to know all this, seeing that I was not there at the time, I reply that the whole matter was related to me with minute and dramatic power by young Mozwa himself not long afterwards.
There was indeed ground for the excitement and earnest attention of those red-men, for the sweet and distant notes of a Canadian canoe-song had at that moment, for the first time, awakened53 the echoes of that part of the Great Nor’-west.
The two men were not indeed ignorant of the fact that such songs were sung by Canadian voyageurs—Maqua had even heard some of them hummed once by the men of Muskrat54 House, when, a good while before, he had paid a visit to that remote trading-post—but never before had father or son listened to the songs sung in full chorus as they now heard them.
Spell-bound they waited until the sound of oars55 mingled57 with the gradually strengthening song. Then their fingers closed convulsively upon their weapons and they sprang up.
“What does my son think?”
“He thinks that the white man may be on the war-path, and it behoves the red-man like the serpent to creep into the grass and lie still.”
The elder savage shook his head.
“No, Mozwa. The white man never goes on the war-path, except to track down murderers. When he goes through the land he travels as the red-man’s friend. Nevertheless, it is well to be on our guard.”
As he spoke, the song, which had been increasing in strength every moment, suddenly burst forth with great power in consequence of the boat which bore the singers rounding a rocky point and coming into full view.
To sink into the grass, imitate the serpent and vanish from the scene, was the work of a few seconds on the part of Maqua and his son.
Meanwhile the boat, which I need scarcely say was ours, came sweeping58 grandly on, for the fineness of the evening, the calmness of the lake, the splendour of the scene, and the prospect59 of a good supper, to be followed by a good night’s rest lent fresh vigour to the arms as well as to the voices of our men.
“Hold on a bit, boys,” cried Jack60 Lumley, standing61 up in the stern and looking shoreward, “this seems a pretty good place to camp.”
“There is a better place a few yards further on,” said Big Otter, who pulled the stroke oar56. “I know every foot of the country here. It is a soft—”
“What does Big Otter see?” asked Lumley, for the Indian had come to a sudden stop, and was gazing earnestly ahead.
“He sees the smoke of a fire.”
“Is it likely to be the fire of an enemy?”
“No—more like to be the camp of some of my people, but their wigwams are two days beyond this lake. Perhaps hunters are out in this direction.”
“We shall soon see—give way, lads!” said Lumley, sitting down.
In a few minutes the boat was on the beach. We sprang ashore62, and hastened to the spot where a thin wreath of smoke indicated the remains63 of a camp-fire.
Of course we carried our arms, not knowing whom we should meet with.
After examining the spot carefully, Big Otter stood up and was about to speak to our chief, when a slight peculiar chirp64 was heard in the bushes. It is probable that we should have deemed it that of some small bird and paid no attention to it if our Indian had not suddenly bent65 his head on one side as if to listen. At the same time he replied to the chirp. Again the sound was heard, and Big Otter, turning round quickly, without uttering a word, entered the bushes and disappeared.
“Stand ready, lads!” said Lumley in a quiet voice, bringing forward the muzzle66 of his gun, “there’s no saying what may come of this.”
Scarcely had he spoken when a rustling67 was heard in the bushes. Next moment they were thrust aside and Big Otter reissued from them, followed by two Indians, whom he introduced to us as his brother and nephew. At the same time he gave us the gratifying information that his tribe had moved up from the region in which they usually dwelt for the purpose of hunting and fishing in the neighbourhood of the lake, and that the camp was not more than six or seven miles distant from the spot on which we stood.
To this Lumley replied by expressing his gratification at the news, and shaking hands with the two Indians, who, however, received the shake with some distrust and much surprise, until Big Otter explained the nature and meaning of the white man’s salutation. He also explained the meaning of “What cheer.” On hearing which Maqua, not to be outdone in politeness, extended his hand for another shake, and exclaimed “Watchee!” with profound gravity. Mozwa, with some hesitation68, imitated his father’s example.
While we were thus pleasantly engaged, a sonorous69 trumpet70 sound was heard behind the clump of small trees near us. A moment later and two magnificent wild swans sailed over the tree-tops and above our heads. They made a tumultuously wild swoop72 to one side on discovering the near proximity73 of their enemy man but were too late. Almost before any of the party had time to move a muscle, two sharp cracks were heard, and both swans fell stone dead, with a heavy splash, at the margin of the lake.
It was our chief, Jack Lumley, who had brought them down with his double-barrelled fowling-piece. I have omitted to mention that Lumley was one of the noted74 crack-shots of the country at that time—noted not only for the deadly precision, but also for the lightning-like rapidity of his aim.
The Indians, albeit75 themselves pretty fair marksmen, were deeply impressed with this evidence of skill, and it went far to strengthen the influence which our chief’s manly76 proportions and genial77 countenance78 had already begun to exercise.
“That’s a good beginning, Lumley,” said I, “for it not only impresses our new friends favourably79, but provides excellent fresh meat for supper.”
“Yonder comes better meat for supper,” he replied, pointing towards a neighbouring height, where we could see the forms of two men approaching, with the carcase of a deer between them.
It was Donald Bane and James Dougall who had been thus successful. These sons of the Scottish Highlands, being ardent80 sportsmen as well as good marksmen, had been appointed to the post of hunters to our party, and were frequently sent ashore to procure81 fresh meat.
“The country is swarmin’ wi’ game, Muster82 Lumley,” said Bane, as they came up, and flung down the deer. “Not only teer an’ rabbits, but tucks an’ geese, an’ all sorts o’ pirds. Moreover, Tougall, she got into a bog83 after wan71 o’ the peasts, an’ I thought I wass goin’ to lose him altogither. ‘Shames Tougall,’ says I, ‘don’t you go anither step till I come to you, or you’re a lost man,’ but Shames went on—he was always an obstinate84 loon—”
“Dat is true,” remarked Salamander.
“Hold yer noise!” said Bane. “Well, sur, Tougall went on, an’ sure enough the very next step down he went up to the neck—”
“No, Tonald,” interrupted Dougall, “it wass not up to the neck; it wass only to the waist. The nixt after that it wass up to the neck, but then I wass soomin’.”
“Well, Dougall,” interrupted Lumley at this point, “it will be better to dry your garments than discuss the question just now. We will encamp here, so go to work, boys.”
There was no need for more. During our long journey into these far-off wilds each man had fallen into his allotted87 place and work, and the force of habit had made us so like machines that I think if we had suddenly become a party of somnambulists we would have gone through the same actions each evening on landing.
Accordingly, Lumley and I gathered small branches and rekindled88 the Indians’ fire, which had by that time almost gone out. Marcelle Dumont being professionally a forger89 of axes, and Henri Coppet, being an artificer in wood, went off to cut down trees for firewood; and Donald Bane with his friend set about cutting up and preparing the venison, while Blondin superintended and assisted Salamander and the others in landing the cargo90, and hauling up the boat.
“Max,” said Lumley to me that evening during an interval91 in our devotion to steaks and marrow-bones, “look around for a moment if you can tear your gross mind from the contemplation of food, and tell me what you see?”
He made a sweep with his arm to indicate the surrounding scenery, which was at the moment irradiated by the after-glow of the setting sun, as well as the brightening beams of the full moon.
“I see,” said I, looking up, “a lovely lake, dotted with islets of varied92 shape and size, with the pale moon reflected almost unbroken in its glassy waters.”
“What else do you see?” asked Lumley.
“I see around and beyond a prospect of boundless93 woodland, of plain, mound, hill, lake, and river, extending with a grand sweep that suggests ideas which can only be defined by the word Immensity. I see altogether a scene the like of which I never looked upon before—a scene of beauty, peacefulness, and grandeur94 which gladdens the eye to behold95 and fills the heart with gratitude96 to its Maker97.”
“You say well, Max,” returned my friend, “and it seems to me that we may regard this Lake Wichikagan which we now look upon as our inheritance in the wilderness, and that the spot on which we now sit shall be, for some time at least, our future home.”
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