What a glorious day it was, and what spirits it put everybody in! The sun shone with an intensity1 almost torrid; the spot on which they had landed was green and bright, like a slice out of the realms of Fairy-land. No zephyr2 dared to disturb the leaves or the glassy water; great clouds hung in the bright blue sky—rotund, fat, and heavy, like mountains of wool or butter. Everything in nature seemed to have gone to sleep at noon, as if Spanish principles had suddenly imbued3 the universe.
And what a business they had, to be sure, with the spreading of the viands4 and the kindling5 of the fire! The latter was the first duty. Hector said he would undertake it, but after attempting to light it with damp sticks he gave it up and assisted the ladies to lay the cloth on the grass. Then George and Fred got the fire to kindle6, and Mr Sudberry, in attempting to mend it, burnt his fingers and put it out; whereupon McAllister came to his rescue and got it to blaze in right earnest. Jacky thereafter tried to jump over it, fell into it, and was saved from premature7 destruction by being plucked out and quenched8 before having received any further damage than the singeing9 of his hair and eyelashes. He was thus rendered a little more hideous10 and impish-like than Nature had intended him to be.
Jacky happened to be particularly bad that day. Not only was he more bent12 on mischief13 than usual, but Fortune seemed to enhance the value, (so to speak), of his evil doings, by connecting them with disasters of an unexpected nature. He tried to leap over a small stream, (in Scotland styled a burn), and fell into it. This necessitated14 drying at the fire—a slow process and disagreeable in all circumstances, but especially so when connected with impatience15 and headstrong obstinacy16. Then he put his foot on a plate of sandwiches, and was within an ace17 of sitting down on a jam tart18, much to his own consternation19, poor boy, for had he destroyed that, the chief source of his own prospective21 felicity would have been dried up.
It is not to be supposed that everyone regarded Jacky’s eccentricities22 with the forgiving and loving spirit of his mother. Mr Sudberry, good man, did not mind much; he was out for a day’s enjoyment23, and having armed himself cap-à-pie with benevolence24, was invulnerable. Not so the other members of the party, all of whom had to exercise a good deal of forbearance towards the boy. McAllister took him on his knee and gravely began to entertain him with a story, for which kindness Jacky kicked his shins and struggled to get away; so the worthy25 man smiled sadly, and let him go, remarking that Ovid himself would be puzzled to metamorphose him into a good boy—this in an undertone, of course.
Hector Macdonald was somewhat sanguine26 and irascible in temper. He felt a tingling27 in his fingers, and an irresistible28 desire to apply them to the ears of the little boy.
“Come here, Jacky!” said he.
Flora29, who understood his feelings, smiled covertly30 while she busied herself with cups, plates, and pannikins. Lucy, who did not understand his feelings, thought, “he must be a good-natured fellow to speak so kindly31 to a child who had annoyed him very much.” Lucy did not admit that she herself had been much annoyed by her little brother’s pertinacity32 in interrupting conversation between her and Hector, although she might have done so with perfect truth.
Jacky advanced with hesitation33. Hector bent down playfully and seized him by both arms, turning his back upon the party, and thus bringing his own bulky figure between them and young Hopeful.
“Jack, I want you to be good.”
“Oh, yes, you will!” A stern masculine countenance35 within an inch of his nose, and a vigorous little shake, somewhat disconcerted Jacky, who exhibited a tendency to roar; but Hector closed his strong hands on the little arms so suddenly and so powerfully, that, being unexpectedly agonised, Jacky was for a moment paralysed. The awful glare of a pair of bright blue eyes, and the glistening37 of a double row of white teeth, did not tend to re-assure him.
“Oh, yes, you will, my little man!” repeated Hector, tumbling him over on his back with a smile of ineffable38 sweetness, but with a little touch of violence that seemed inconsistent therewith.
Jacky rose, gasped39, and ran away, glancing over his shoulder with a look of alarm. This little piece of by-play was not observed by any one but Flora, who exchanged a bright glance and a smile with her brother.
The imp11 was quelled—he had met his match! During the remainder of the picnic he disturbed no one, but kept at the farthest possible distance from Hector that was consistent with being one of the party. But it is not to be supposed that his nature was changed. No—Jacky’s wickedness only sought a new channel in which to flow. He consoled himself with thoughts of the dire40 mischief he would perpetrate when the dinner was over. Meanwhile, he sat down and gloated over the jam tart, devouring41 it in imagination.
“Is that water boiling yet?” cried Mr Sudberry.
“Just about it. Hand me the eggs, Fred.”
“Here they are,” cried Flora, going towards the fire with a basket.
She looked very sweet at that moment, for the active operations in which she had been engaged had flushed her cheeks and brightened her eyes.
George and Fred gazed at her in undisguised admiration42. Becoming suddenly aware of the impoliteness of the act, the former ran to relieve her of the basket of eggs; the latter blushed, and all but upset the kettle in an effort to improve the condition of the fire.
“Fred, you goose, leave alone, will you?” roared George, darting43 forward to prevent the catastrophe44.
“This is really charming, is it not, Mr Macgregor?” said Mrs Sudberry, with a languid smile.
“Macdonald, madam, if I may be allowed to correct you,” said Hector, with a smile and a little bow.
“Ah, to be sure!” (with an attempt at a laugh.) “I have such a stupid habit of misnaming people.”
If Mrs Sudberry had told the exact truth she would have said, “I have such difficulty in remembering people’s names that I have made up my mind to call people by any name that comes first into my head rather than confess my forgetfulness.” But she did not say this; she only went on to observe that she had no idea it would have been so charming.
“Oh! you shocking man, how can you talk of food in the same breath with—”
“The salt!” exclaimed Lucy with a little shriek45. Was there ever a picnic at which the salt was not forgotten, or supposed to have been forgotten? Never!
Mr Sudberry’s cheerful countenance fell. He had never eaten an egg without salt in his life, and did not believe in the possibility of doing so. Everyone ransacked46 everything in anxious haste.
“Here it is!” (hope revived.)
“No, it’s only the pepper.” (Mitigated despair and ransacking47 continued.)
“Maybe it’ll be in this parcel,” suggested McAllister, holding up one which had not yet been untied48.
“Oh! bring it to me, Mr Macannister!” cried Mrs Sudberry with unwonted energy, for her happiness was dependent on salt that day, coupled, of course, with weather and scenery. “Faugh! no, it’s your horrid49 onions, Mr MacAndrews.”
“Why, you have forgotten the potato salad, Mr Macdonald,” exclaimed Lucy.
“No, I have not: it can be made in five minutes, but not without salt. Where can the salt be? I am certain it could not have been forgotten.”
The only individual of the party who remained calmly indifferent was Master Jacky. That charming creature, having made up his mind to feed on jam tart, did not feel that there was any need for salt. An attentive50 observer might have noticed, however, that Jacky’s look of supreme51 indifference52 suddenly gave place to one of inexpressible glee. He became actually red in the face with hugging himself and endeavouring to suppress all visible signs of emotion. His eye had unexpectedly fallen on the paper of salt which lay on the centre of the table-cloth, so completely exposed to view that nobody saw it!
“Why, here it is, actually before our eyes!” shouted George, seizing the paper and holding it up.
A small cheer greeted its discovery. A groan53 instantly followed, as George spilt the whole of it. As it fell on the cloth, however, it was soon gathered up, and then Mr Sudberry ordered everyone to sit down on the grass in a circle round the cloth.
“What a good boy Jacky has suddenly become!” remarked Lucy in some surprise.
“Darling!” ejaculated his mother.
Jacky said nothing. Hector’s eye was upon him, as was his upon Hector. Deep unutterable thoughts filled his swelling55 heart, but he spoke56 not. He merely gazed at the jam tart, a large portion of which was in a few minutes supplied to him. The immediate57 result was crimson58 hands, arms, and cheeks.
While Hector was engaged in concocting59 the potato salad the kettle upset, extinguished the fire, and sent up a loud triumphant60 hiss61 of steam mingled62 with ashes. Fortunately the potatoes were cooked, so the dinner was at last begun in comfort—that is to say, everyone was very hot, very much exhausted63 and excited, and very thirsty. Jacky gorged64 himself with tart in five minutes, and then took an opportunity of quietly retiring into the bushes, sheltered by which he made a détour unseen towards the place where the boat had been left.
Alas65 for the picnic party that day, that they allowed Hector to prevail on them to begin with his potato salad! It was partly composed of raw onions. After having eaten a few mouthfuls of it, their sense of taste was utterly66 destroyed! The chickens tasted of onions, so did the cheese and the bread. Even the whiskey was flavoured with onions. The beefsteak-pie might as well have been an onion-pie; indeed, no member of the party could, with shut eyes, have positively67 said that it was not. The potatoes harmonised with the prevailing68 flavour; not so the ginger-bread, however, nor the butter. Everything was oniony; they finished their repast with a sweet onion-tart! To make things worse, the sky soon became overcast69, a stiff breeze began to blow, and Mr McAllister “opined” that there was going to be a squall.
Intent on mischief; the imp had succeeded in pushing off the boat and clambering into it. For some time he rowed about in a circle with one oar36, much delighted with his performances. But when the breeze began to increase and blow the boat away he became alarmed; and when the oar missed the water and sent him sprawling71 on his back, he gave utterance72 to the shriek above referred to. Luckily the wind carried him past the place where they were picnicking. There was but one mode of getting at the boat. It was at once adopted. Hector threw off his coat and vest, and swam out to it!
Ten minutes later, they were rowing at full speed for the foot of the loch. The sky was dark and a squall was tearing up the waters of the lake. Then the rain came down in torrents73. Then it was discovered that the cloaks had been left at Hazlewood Creek74, as the place where they had dined was named. To turn back was impossible. The gentlemen’s coats were therefore put on the ladies’ shoulders. All were soaked to the skin in a quarter of an hour. Jacky was quiet—being slightly overawed, but not humbled75! His mother was too frightened to speak or scream. Mr Sudberry rubbed his hands and said, “Come, I like to have a touch of all sorts of weather, and won’t we have a jolly tea and a rousing fire when we get home?” Mrs Sudberry sighed at the word “home.” McAllister volunteered a song, and struck up the “Callum’s Lament,” a dismally76 cheerful Gaelic ditty. In the midst of this they reached the landing-place, from which they walked through drenched77 heather and blinding rain to the White House.
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