Hot haste now marked the proceedings1 of the rescue party, for Paul and his friends felt that they had no time to lose. Fortunately the weather favoured them. That very night a sharp frost set in, hardening the moist and swampy2 grounds over which they had to pass. Strongbow, on being made acquainted with the state of matters, willingly agreed to lead the party to the place to which he thought it likely the captives had been taken, or where, at least, information about them might be obtained from members of his own tribe.
Little Oscar, at his own urgent request, was allowed to accompany them, and Trueheart, Goodred, and the family baby and nurse were left in charge of an old Indian whose life had once been saved by Hendrick, and who, although too old to go on the war-path, was still well able to keep the family in provisions.
Although the party was small—numbering only six, two of whom were boys—it was nevertheless formidable, each man being more than usually powerful, as well as valiant4, whilst the boys, although comparatively small, possessed5 so much of the unconquerable spirit of their sires as to render them quite equal to average men.
The frost, which seemed to have fairly set in, kept them cool during the day while walking, and rendered their bivouac-fires agreeable at nights. Little time, however, was allowed for rest or food. They pressed on each day with unflagging energy, and felt little disposition6 to waste time in conversation during the brief halts for needed rest and food.
Occasionally, however, some of the party felt less disposed than usual for sleep, and sought to drive away anxiety regarding their old shipmates by talking of things and scenes around them.
“Does Strongbow think that the frost will hold?” asked Hendrick, one evening after supper, as he reclined in front of the fire on a pile of brushwood.
“Strongbow cannot tell,” returned the Indian. “It looks like thaw7, but the Great Spirit sometimes changes his mind and sends what we do not expect.”
Having uttered this cautious reply with sententious gravity he continued his supper in silence.
“The Great Spirit never changes his mind,” said Paul. “Perfection cannot change, because it need not.”
“Waugh!” replied the Indian. It was evident that he did not agree with Paul, but was too polite to say so.
“I like this sort o’ thing,” remarked Captain Trench8, looking up from the rib3 on which he was engaged, and gazing round at the magnificent sweep of hill and dale of which they had a bird’s-eye view from their camp.
“So do I, daddy; with lots to eat an’ a roarin’ fire a fellow feels as happy as a king,” said Oliver.
“Happier than most kings, I doubt not,” returned Hendrick.
“But, Olly, you have mentioned only two of the things that go to produce felicity,” said Paul. “Food and fire are certainly important elements, but these would be of little avail if we had not health, strength, and appetite.”
“To say nothin’ of the fresh air o’ the mountains, and the excitement o’ the wilderness9, and the enthusiasm of youth,” added the captain.
“Are you not as happy as me, daddy?” asked the boy, with a sudden glance of intelligence.
“Happier a great deal, I should say,” replied the father, “for I’m not so much of a goose.”
“Why then, daddy, if you are happier than we, what you call the enthusiasm of youth can have nothing to do with it, you know!”
“You young rascal10, the enthusiasm of middle age is much more powerful than that of youth! You let your tongue wag too freely.”
“D’ye hear that, Osky?” said Oliver to his little companion in an audible whisper. “There’s comfort for you an’ me. We’ll be more enthusiastic and far happier when we come to middle age! What d’ye think o’ that?”
Oscar—who, although much inclined to fun and humour, did not always understand the curious phases of them presented to him by his civilised friend—looked innocently in his face and said, “Me no tink about it at all!” Whereupon Olly burst into a short laugh, and expressed his belief that, on the whole, that state of mind was about the happiest he could come to.
“How long, think you, will it take us to reach the wigwams of your kindred from this point?” asked Hendrick of their guide, as he prepared to lie down for the night.
“Two days,” answered the Indian.
“God grant that we may be in time,” murmured Paul, “I fear a thaw, for it would delay us greatly.”
That which was feared came upon them the next day. They were yet asleep when those balmy influences, which alone have power to disrupt and destroy the ice-king’s reign11, began to work, and when the travellers awoke, the surface of the land was moist. It was not soft, however, for time is required to draw frost out of the earth, so that progress was not much impeded12. Still, the effect of the thaw depressed13 their spirits a good deal, for they were well aware that a continuance of it would render the low grounds, into which they had frequently to descend14, almost impassable.
It was, therefore, with anxious forebodings that they lay down to rest that night, and Paul’s prayer for strength and guidance was more fervent15 than usual.
About this period of the year changes of temperature are sometimes very abrupt16, and their consequences curious. During the night frost had again set in with great intensity17. Fatigue18 had compelled the party to sleep longer than usual, despite their anxiety to press forward, and when they awoke the rays of the rising sun were sweeping19 over the whole landscape, and revealing, as well as helping20 to create, a scene of beauty which is seldom, if ever, witnessed elsewhere.
When rain falls with a low thermometer near the earth it becomes frozen the moment it reaches the ground, and thus a regular deposit of pure glassy ice takes place on every branch and twig21 of the leafless shrubs22 and trees. The layer of ice goes on increasing, sometimes, till it attains23 the thickness of half an inch or more. Thus, in a few hours, a magical transformation24 is brought about. The trees seem to be hung with glittering jewels; the larger limbs are edged with dazzling ice-ropes; the minutest twigs25 with threads of gleaming crystal, and all this, with the sun shooting on and through it, presents a scene of splendour before which even our most vivid conceptions of fairy-land must sink into comparative insignificance26.
Such, then, was the vision presented to the gaze of the rescue party on awaking that morning. To some of them it was a new revelation of the wonderful works of God. To Hendrick and the Indian it was familiar enough. The Newfoundlanders of modern times know it well by the name of a “silver thaw.”
After the first gaze of surprise and admiration27, our travellers made hasty preparation to resume the journey, and the frost told beneficially on them in more ways than one, for while it hardened the ground it rendered the atmosphere clear and exhilarating, thus raising their spirits and their hopes, which tended greatly to increase their power of action and endurance.
That night they encamped again on a commanding height, and prepared supper with the hopeful feelings of men who expect to gain the end of their journey on the morrow.
As if to cheer them still more, the aurora28 borealis played in the heavens that night with unwonted magnificence. It is said that the northern lights are grander in Newfoundland even than in the Arctic regions. At all events they were finer than anything of the kind that had ever before been seen by Paul Burns or Captain Trench and his son, insomuch that the sight filled them with feelings of awe29.
The entire heavens seemed to be ablaze30 from horizon to zenith, not as with the lurid31 fires of a great conflagration32, which might suggest only the idea of universal devastation33, but with the tender sheen of varied34 half-tints, playfully shooting athwart and intermingling with brighter curtains of light of every conceivable hue35.
The repose36 of the party was somewhat interfered37 with by the wonders that surrounded them that night, and more than once they were startled from slumber38 by the loud report of great limbs of trees, which, strong though they seemed to be, were torn off by the load of ice that had accumulated on them.
Daybreak found the party again passing swiftly over the land. It really seemed as if even the boys had received special strength for the occasion, for they neither lagged behind nor murmured, but kept well up during the whole forced march. No doubt that youthful enthusiasm to which Captain Trench had referred kept Olly up to the mark, while Osky—as his friend called him—had been inured39 to hard labour of every kind from infancy40.
At last, about noon that day, their leader came to a sudden halt, and pointed41 to something on the ground before him.
“What does he see?” asked Paul, in a low voice.
“Footprints,” said Hendrick.
“No—natives. Perhaps his friends.”
While they were whispering, the Indian was on his knees examining the footprints in question. Rising after a few minutes’ survey, with a grave look he said—
“Strongbow is not sure. The prints look like those of his tribe, but—he is not sure!”
“At all events we can follow them,” said Hendrick. “The land is open; we cannot easily be surprised, and we have our weapons handy.”
As he spoke43 he drew an arrow from his quiver, and, affixing44 the notch45 to the bow-string, carried the weapon in his left hand. The others followed his example. Oliver felt his belt behind, to make sure that the axe46 was there, and glanced at the mighty47 club that hung from his shoulder.
Oscar, regarding with a slight degree of wonder the warlike arrangements of his friend, also fitted an arrow to his little bow, and then, with cautious steps and inquiring glances, the party continued to advance.
But Hendrick was wrong in supposing that a surprise was not probable, for suddenly from behind a frowning rock or cliff there appeared a band of armed men who confronted them, and instantly raised their bows to shoot. Quick as lightning the white men did the same. Evidently both parties were taken by surprise, for if the Indians had been a party in ambush48 they would have shot at the others without showing themselves. This or some such idea seemed to flash into the minds of both parties, for there was a slight hesitation49 on the part of each. Just at that moment a large black dog which accompanied the Indians, and had displayed all its formidable teeth and gums on seeing the strangers, was observed to cover its teeth and wag its tail interrogatively.
Hendrick gave a low whistle.
Instantly the dog bounded towards him, and began to fawn50 and leap upon and around him with every demonstration51 of excessive joy, at sight of which both parties lowered their weapons.
“The dog is an old friend,” explained Hendrick to Paul. “Good dog,” he added, addressing the animal in the Indian tongue, “you are a faithful friend—faithful in time of need.”
Then, dropping his bow and advancing unarmed to the Indians, he said—
“This dog belongs to the Bethucks of Grand Lake. Did you obtain him from them?”
“No, we did not,” replied one of the Indians, who seemed from his bearing to be a chief, “but we are kinsmen52 of the men of Grand Lake. One of their braves, Little Beaver53, took one of our girls, Rising Sun, for his wife. We come from yonder (pointing northward). Some moons have passed since Little Beaver, who came to revisit us with his wife, left us to return to his wigwam on Grand Lake.”
“I know Little Beaver well,” said Hendrick, as the chief paused at this point; “the dog belongs to him.”
Without noticing the remark the chief continued—
“When Little Beaver and Rising Sun left us they went on alone by the shores of the great salt lake. We never saw our brave in life again. Some time after, a party of our warriors54 came upon a grave. They examined it, and found the dead body of Little Beaver. It was bruised55, and many bones were broken. A party of white men had built lodges56 near to the place. It was they who had murdered Little Beaver, we knew, for there was no sign of others near, and his dog was with them. So our braves went to the kinsmen of Rising Sun, and we returned and attacked the palefaces.”
Hendrick thought it best to reserve in the meantime his communication of all this to Paul and his friends.
“I am your kinsman59 also,” he said to the chief, “for Trueheart is my wife. I have much to say to you, but our business is pressing. Will you walk with me while we talk?”
The chief bowed his head, and ordered his party to fall to the rear and follow, while he walked in advance with the pale-faced hunter.
Hendrick then explained to the Indian as much about the wreck60 of the Water Wagtail and the dismissal of Captain Trench and his comrades as he thought necessary, and then said that although his three friends were indignant at the treatment they had received from their comrades, they would be grieved to hear that any of them were to be killed, and he greatly wished to prevent that. “Would the chief guide him to the place where the prisoners were?”
“I will guide you,” said the chief, “but you will find it hard to save them. Palefaces have slain61 Little Beaver and stolen Rising Sun, and palefaces must die.”
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