"I'd like to live here, Dick," said Albert, "for some years, anyway. After we take out our furs and sell 'em, we can come back and use it as a base for more trapping."
"If the Indians will let up," said Dick.
"Do you think we'll meet 'em?"
"I don't know, but I believe the plains are alive with hostile
Sioux."
But Albert could not foresee any trouble. He was too young, to sanguine6, too full now of the joy of life to think of difficulties.
They chose their weapons for the march with great care, each taking a repeating rifle, a revolver, a hunting knife, and a hatchet7, the latter chiefly for camping purposes. They also divided equally among themselves what was left of the ball cartridges8, and each took his sunglass and half of the remaining matches. The extra weapons, including the shotguns and shot cartridges, they hid with their furs. They also put in the caves many more of their most valuable possessions, especially the tools and remnants of medical supplies. They left everything else in the houses, just as they were when they were using them, except the bark hut, from which they took away all furnishings, as it was too light to resist the invasion of a large wild beast like a grizzly9 bear. But they fastened up Castle Howard and the Annex10 so securely that no wandering beast could possibly break in. They sunk their canoes in shallow water among reeds, and then, when each had provided himself with a large supply of jerked buffalo11 and deer meat and a skin water bag, they were ready to depart.
"We may find our houses and what is in them all right when we come back, or we may not," said Dick.
"But we take the chance," said Albert cheerfully.
Early on a spring morning they started down the valley by the same way in which they had first entered it. They walked along in silence for some minutes, and then, as if by the same impulse, the two turned and looked back. There was their house, which had sheltered them so snugly13 and so safely for so long, almost hidden now in the foliage15 of the new spring. There was a bit of moisture in the eyes of Albert, the younger and more sentimental16.
"Good-by," he said, waving his hand. "I've found life here."
Dick said nothing, and they turned into the main valley. They walked with long and springy steps, left the valley behind them, and began to climb the slopes. Presently the valley itself became invisible, the mountains seeming to close in and blot17 it out.
"A stranger would have to blunder on it to find it," said Dick.
"I hope no one will make any such blunder," said Albert.
The passage over the mountains was easy, the weather continuing favorable, and on another sunshiny morning they reached the plains, which flowed out boundlessly19 before them. These, too, were touched with green, but the boys were perplexed20. The space was so vast, and it was all so much alike, that it did not look as if they could ever arrive anywhere.
"I think we'd better make for Cheyenne in Wyoming Territory," said Dick.
"But we don't know how far away it is, nor in what direction," said Albert.
"No; but if we keep on going we're bound to get somewhere. We've got lots of time before us, and we'll take it easy."
They had filled their skin water bags, made in the winter, at the last spring, and they set out at a moderate pace over the plain. Dick had thought once of visiting again the scene of the train's destruction in the pass, but Albert opposed it.
"No," he said, "I don't want to see that place."
This journey, they knew not whither, continued easy and pleasant throughout the day. The grass was growing fast on the plains, and all the little steams that wound now and then between the swells21 were full of water, and, although they still carried the filled water bags, Dick inferred that they were not likely to suffer from thirst. Late in the afternoon they saw a small herd22 of antelope23 and a lone24 buffalo grazing at a considerable distance, and Dick drew the second and comforting inference that game would prove to be abundant. He was so pleased with these inferences that he stated them to Albert, who promptly25 drew a third.
"Wouldn't the presence of buffalo and antelope indicate that there are not many Indians hereabouts?" he asked.
"It looks likely," replied Dick.
They continued southward until twilight26 came, when they built in a hollow a fire of buffalo chips, which were abundant all over the plain, and watched their friendly mountains sink away in the dark.
"Gives me a sort of homesick feeling," said Albert. "They've been good mountains to us. Shelter and home are there, but out here I feel as if I were stripped to the wind."
"That describes it," said Dick.
They did not keep any watch, but put out their fire and slept snugly in their blankets. They were awakened27 in the morning by the whine28 of a coyote that did not dare to come too near, and resumed their leisurely29 march, to continue in this manner for several days, meeting no human being either white or red.
They saw the mountains sink behind the sky line and then they felt entirely30 without a rudder. There was nothing to go by now except the sun, but they kept to their southern course. They were not greatly troubled. They found plenty of game, as Dick had surmised31, and killed an antelope and a fat young buffalo cow.
"We may travel a long journey, Al," said Dick with some satisfaction, "but it's not hard on us. It's more like loafing along on an easy holiday."
On the fifth day they ran into a large buffalo herd, but did not molest32 any of its members, as they did not need fresh meat.
"Seems to me," said Dick, "that Sioux would be after this herd if they weren't busy elsewhere. It looks like more proof that the Sioux are on the warpath and are to the eastward33 of us, fighting our own people."
"The Sioux are a great and warlike tribe, are they not?" asked
Albert.
"The greatest and most warlike west of the Mississippi," replied Dick. "I understand that they are really a group of closely related tribes and can put thousands of warriors34 in the field."
"Bright Sun, I suppose, is with them?"
"Yes, I suppose so. He is an Indian, a Sioux, no matter if he was at white schools and for years with white people. He must feel for his own, just as you and I, Al, feel for our own race."
They wandered three or four more days across the plains, and were still without sign of white man or red. They experienced no hardship. Water was plentiful36. Game was to be had for the stalking and life, had they been hunting or exploring, would have been pleasant; but both felt a sense of disappointment—they never came to anything. The expanse of plains was boundless18, the loneliness became overpowering. They had not the remotest idea whether they were traveling toward any white settlement. Human life seemed to shun37 them.
"Dick," said Albert one day, "do you remember the story of the Flying Dutchman, how he kept trying for years to round the Cape38 of Storms, and couldn't do it? I wonder if some such penalty is put on us, and if so, what for?"
The thought lodged39 in the minds of both. Oppressed by long and fruitless wanderings, they began to have a superstition40 that they were to continue them forever. They knew that it was unreasonable41, but it clung, nevertheless. There were the rolling plains, the high, brassy sky, and the clear line of the horizon on all sides, with nothing that savored42 of human life between.
They had hoped for an emigrant43 train, or a wandering band of hunters, or possibly a troop of cavalry44, but days passed and they met none. Still the same high, brassy sky, still the same unbroken horizons. The plains increased in beauty. There was a fine, delicate shade of green on the buffalo grass, and wonderful little flowers peeped shy heads just above the earth, but Dick and Albert took little notice of either. They had sunk into an uncommon45 depression. The terrible superstition that they were to wander forever was strengthening its hold upon them, despite every effort of will and reason. In the hope of better success they changed their course two or three times, continuing in each case several days in that direction before the next change was made.
"We've traveled around so much now," said Albert despondently46, "that we couldn't go back to our mountains if we wanted to do it. We don't know any longer in what direction they lie."
"That's so," said Dick, with equal despondency showing in his tone.
His comment was brief, because they talked but little now, and every day were talking less. Their spirits were affected47 too much to permit any excess of words. But they came finally to rougher, much more broken country, and they saw a line of trees on the crest48 of hills just under the sunset horizon. The sight, the break in the monotony, the cheerful trees made them lift up their drooping49 heads.
"Well, at any rate, here's something new," said Dick. "Let's consider it an omen50 of good luck, Al."
They reached the slope, a long one, with many depressions and hollows, containing thick groves of large trees, the heights beyond being crowned with trees of much taller growth. They would have gone to the summit, but they were tired with a long day's tramp and they had not yet fully12 aroused themselves from the lethargy that had overtaken them in their weary wanderings.
"Night's coming," said Albert, "so let's take to that hollow over there with the scrub ash in it."
"All right," said Dick. "Suits me."
It was a cozy51 little hollow, deeply shaded by the ash trees, but too rocky to be damp, and they did not take the trouble to light a fire. They had been living for some time on fresh buffalo and antelope, and had saved their jerked meat, on which they now drew for supper.
It was now quite dark, and each, throwing his blanket lightly around his shoulders, propped52 himself in a comfortable position. Then, for the first time in days, they began to talk in the easy, idle fashion of those who feel some degree of contentment, a change made merely by the difference in scene, the presence of hills, trees, and rocks after the monotonous53 world of the plains.
"We'll explore that country to-morrow," said Dick, nodding his head toward the crest of the hills. "Must be something over there, a river, a lake, and maybe trappers."
"Hope it won't make me homesick again for our valley," said Albert sleepily. "I've been thinking too much of it, anyway, in the last few days. Dick, wasn't that the most beautiful lake of ours that you ever saw? Did you ever see another house as snug14 as Castle Howard? And how about the Annex and the Suburban54 Villa55? And all those beautiful streams that came jumping down between the mountains?"
"If you don't shut up, Al," said Dick, "I'll thrash you with this good handy stick that I've found here."
"All right," replied Albert, laughing; "I didn't mean to harrow up your feelings any more than I did my own."
Albert was tired, and the measure of content that he now felt was soothing56. Hence, his drowsiness57 increased, and in ten minutes he went comfortably to sleep. Dick's eyes were yet open, and he felt within himself such new supplies of energy and strength that he resolved to explore a little. The task that had seemed so hard two or three hours before was quite easy now. Albert would remain sleeping safely where he was, and, acting58 promptly, Dick left the hollow, rifle on shoulder.
It was an easy slope, but a long one. As he ascended59, the trees grew more thickly and near the ascent61 were comparatively free from undergrowth. Just over the hill shone a magnificent full moon, touching63 the crest with a line of molten silver.
Dick soon reached the summit and looked down the far slope into a valley three or four hundred yards deep. The moon shed its full glory into the valley and filled it with rays of light.
The valley was at least two miles wide, and down its center flowed a fine young river, which Dick could see here and there in stretches, while the rest was hidden by forest. In fact, the whole valley seemed to be well clothed with mountain forest, except in one wide space where Dick's gaze remained after it had alighted once.
Here was human life, and plenty of it. He looked down upon a circle of at least two hundred lodges64, tent-shaped structures of saplings covered with bark, and he had heard quite enough about such things to know these were the winter homes of the Sioux. The moonlight was so clear and his position so good that he was able to see figures moving about the lodges.
The sight thrilled Dick. Here he had truly come upon human life, but not the kind he wished to see. But it was vastly interesting, and he sought a closer look. His daring told him to go down the slope toward them, and he obeyed. The descent was not difficult, and there was cover in abundance—pines, ash, and oak.
As he was very careful, taking time not to break a twig65 or set a stone rolling, and stopping at intervals66 to look and listen, he was a half hour in reaching the valley, where, through the trees, he saw the Indian village. He felt that he was rash, but wishing to see, he crept closer, the cover still holding good. He was, in a way, fascinated by what he saw. It had the quality of a dream, and its very unreality made him think less of the danger. But he really did not know how expert he had become as a woodsman and trailer through his long training as a trapper, where delicacy67 of movement and craft were required.
He believed that the Indians, in such a secure location, would not be stirring beyond the village at this late hour, and he had little fear of anything except the sharp-nosed dogs that are always prowling about an Indian village. He was within three hundred yards of the lodges when he heard the faint sound of voices and footsteps. He instantly lay down among the bushes, but raised himself a little on his elbow in order to see.
Three Indians were walking slowly along a woodland path toward the village, and the presence of the path indicated the village had been here for many months, perhaps was permanent. The Indians were talking very earnestly and they made gestures. One raised his voice a little and turned toward one of his companions, as if he would emphasize his words. Then Dick saw his face clearly, and drew a long breath of surprise.
It was Bright Sun, but a Bright Sun greatly changed. He was wholly in native attire—moccasins, leggings, and a beautiful blue blanket draped about his shoulders. A row of eagle feathers adorned68 his long black hair, but it was the look and manner of the man that had so much significance. He towered above the other Indians, who were men of no mean height; but it was not his height either, it was his face, the fire of his eyes, the proud eagle beak69 which the Sioux had not less than the Roman, and the swift glance of command that could not be denied. Here was a great chief, a leader of men, and Dick was ready to admit it.
He could easily have shot Bright Sun dead as he passed, but he did not dream of doing such a thing. Yet Bright Sun, while seeming to play the part of a friend, had deliberately70 led the wagon71 train into a fatal ambush—of that Dick had no doubt. He felt, moreover, that Bright Sun was destined72 to cause great woe73 to the white people, his own people, but he could not fire; nor would he have fired even if the deed had been without danger to himself.
Dick, instead, gave Bright Sun a reluctant admiration74. He looked well enough as the guide in white men's clothes, but in his own native dress he looked like one to be served, not to serve. The three paused for a full two minutes exactly opposite Dick, and he could have reached out and touched them with the barrel of his rifle; but they were thinking little of the presence of an enemy. Dick judged by the emphasis of their talk that it was on a matter of some great moment, and he saw all three of them point at times toward the east.
"It's surely war," he thought, "and our army if somewhere off there in the east."
Dick saw that Bright Sun remained the dominating figure throughout the discussion. Its whole effect was that of Bright Sun talking and the others listening. He seemed to communicate his fire and enthusiasm to his comrades, and soon they nodded a vigorous assent75. Then the three walked silently away toward the village.
Dick rose from his covert76, cast a single glance at the direction in which the three chiefs had disappeared, and then began to retrace77 his own steps. It was his purpose to arouse Albert and flee at once to a less dangerous region. But the fate of Dick and his brother rested at that moment with a mean, mangy, mongrel cur, such as have always been a part of Indian villages, a cur that had wandered farther from the village than usual that night upon some unknown errand.
Dick had gone about thirty yards when he became conscious of a light, almost faint, pattering sound behind him. He stepped swiftly into the heaviest shadow of trees and sought to see what pursued. He thought at first it was some base-born wolf of the humblest tribe, but, when he looked longer, he knew that it was one of the meanest of mean curs, a hideous78, little yellowish animal, sneaking79 in his movements, a dog that one would gladly kick out of his way.
Dick felt considerable contempt for himself because he had been alarmed over such a miserable80 little beast, and resumed his swift walk. Thirty yards farther he threw a glance over his shoulder, and there was the wretched cur still following. Dick did not like it, considering it an insult to himself to be trailed by anything so ugly and insignificant81. He picked up a stone, but hesitated a moment, and then put it down again. If he threw the stone the dog might bark or howl, and that was the last thing that he wanted. Already the cur, mean and miserable as he looked, had won a victory over him.
Dick turned into a course that he would not have taken otherwise, thinking to shake off his pursuer, but at the next open space he saw him still following, his malignant82 red eyes fixed83 upon the boy. The cur would not have weighed twenty cowardly pounds, but he became a horrible obsession84 to Dick. He picked up a stone again, put it down again, and for a mad instant seriously considered the question of shooting him.
The cur seemed to become alarmed at the second threat, and broke suddenly into a sharp, snarling85, yapping bark, much like that of a coyote. It was terribly loud in the still night, and cold dread86 assailed87 Dick in every nerve. He picked up the stone that he had dropped, and this time he threw it.
The cur returned the compliment of names with compounded many times over. His snarling bark became almost continuous, and although he did not come any nearer, he showed sharp white teeth. Dick paused in doubt, but when, from a point nearer the village, he heard a bark in reply, then another, and then a dozen, he ran with all speed up the slope. He knew without looking back that the cur was following, and it made him feel cold again.
Certainly Dick had good cause to run. All the world was up and listening now, and most of it was making a noise, too. He heard a tumult89 of barking, growling90, and snapping toward the village, and then above it a long, mournful cry that ended in an ominous91 note. Dick knew that it was a Sioux war whoop92, and that the mean, miserable little cur had done his work. The village would be at his heels. Seized with an unreasoning passion, he whirled about and shot the cur dead. It was a mad act, and he instantly repented93 it. Never had there been another rifle shot so loud. It crashed like the report of a cannon94. Mountain and valley gave it back in a multitude of echoes, and on the last dying echo came, not a single war whoop, but the shout of many, the fierce, insistent95, falsetto yell that has sounded the doom96 of many a borderer.
Dick shuddered97. He had been pursued once before by a single man, but he was not afraid of a lone warrior35. Now a score would be at his heels. He might shake them off in the dark, but the dogs would keep the scent62, and his chief object was to go fast. He ran up the slope at his utmost speed for a hundred yards or more, and then remembering in time to nurse his strength, he slackened his footsteps.
He had thought of turning the pursuit away from the hollow in which Albert lay, but now that the alarm was out they would find him, anyway, and it was best for the two to stand or fall together. Hence, he went straight for the hollow.
It was bitter work running up a slope, but his two years of life in the open were a great help to him now. The strong heart and the powerful lungs responded nobly to the call. He ran lightly, holding his rifle in the hollow of his arm, ready for use if need be, and he watch warily98 lest he make an incautious footstep and fall. The moonlight was still full and clear, but when he took an occasional hurried glance backward he could not yet see his pursuers. He heard, now and then, however, the barking of a dog or the cry of a warrior.
Dick reached the crest of the hill, and there for an instant or two his figure stood, under the pines, a black silhouette99 against the moonlight. Four or five shots were fired at the living target. One bullet whizzed so near that it seemed to Dick to scorch100 his face.
He had gathered fresh strength, and that hot bullet gave a new impetus101 also. He ran down the slope at a great speed now, and he had calculated craftily102. He could descend103 nearly twice as fast as they could ascend60, and while they were reaching the crest he would put a wide gap between them.
He kept well in the shadow now as he made with long leaps straight toward the hollow, and he hoped with every heart beat that Albert, aroused by the shots, would be awake and ready. "Albert!" he cried, when he was within twenty feet of their camp, and his hope was rewarded. Albert was up, rifle in hand, crying:
"What is it, Dick?"
"The Sioux!" exclaimed Dick. "They're not far away! You heard the shots! Come!"
He turned off at an angle and ran in a parallel line along the slope, Albert by his side. He wished to keep to the forests and thickets104, knowing they would have little chance of escape on the plain. As they ran he told Albert, in short, choppy sentences, what had happened.
"I don't hear anything," said Albert, after ten minutes. "Maybe they've lost us."
"No such good luck! Those curs of theirs would lead them. No,
Al, we've got to keep straight on as long as we can!"
Albert stumbled on a rock, but, quickly recovering himself, put greater speed in every jump, when he heard the Indian shout behind him.
"We've got to shoot their dogs," said Dick. "We'll have no other chance to shake them off."
"If we get a chance," replied Albert.
But they did not see any chance just yet. They heard the occasional howl of a cur, but both curs and Indians remained invisible. Yet Dick felt that the pursuers were gaining. They were numerous, and they could spread. Every time he and Albert diverged105 from a straight line—and they could not help doing so now and then—some portion of the pursuing body came nearer. It was the advantage that the many had over the few.
Dick prayed for darkness, a shading of the moon, but it did not come, and five minutes later he saw the yellow form of a cur emerge into an open space. He took a shot at it and heard a howl. He did not know whether he had killed the dog or not, but he hoped he had succeeded. The shot brought forth106 a cry to their right, and then another to the left. It was obvious that the Sioux, besides being behind them, were also on either side of them. They were gasping107, too, from their long run, and knew that they could not continue much farther.
"We can't shake them off, Al," said Dick, "and we'll have to fight. This is as good a place as any other."
They dropped down into a rocky hollow, a depression not more than a foot deep, and lay on their faces, gasping for breath. Despite the deadly danger Dick felt a certain relief that he did not have to run any more—there comes a time when a moment's physical rest will overweigh any amount of mortal peril108.
"If they've surrounded us, they're very quiet about it," said Albert, when the fresh air had flowed back into his lungs. "I don't see or hear anything at all."
"At least we don't hear those confounded dogs any more," said Dick. "Maybe there was only one pursuing us, and that shot of mine got him. The howls of the cur upset my nerves more than the shouts of the Sioux."
"Maybe so," said Albert.
Then they were both quite still. The moonlight was silvery clear, and they could see pines, oaks, and cedars109 waving in a gentle wind, but they saw nothing else. Yet Dick was well aware that the Sioux had not abandoned the chase; they knew well where the boys lay, and were all about them in the woods.
"Keep close, Albert," he said. "Indians are sly, and the Sioux are the slyest of them all. They're only waiting until one of us pops up his head, thinking they're gone."
Albert took Dick's advice, but so long a time passed without sign from the Sioux that he began to believe that, in some mysterious manner, they had evaded110 the savages111. The belief had grown almost into a certainty, when there was a flash and a report from a point higher up the slope. Albert felt something hot and stinging in his face. But it was only a tiny fragment of rock chipped off by the bullet as it passed.
Both Dick and Albert lay closer, as if they would press themselves into the earth, and soon two or three more shots were fired. All came from points higher up the slope, and none hit a living target, though they struck unpleasantly close.
"I wish I could see something," exclaimed Albert impatiently.
"It's not pleasant to be shot at and to get no shot in return."
Dick did not answer. He was watching a point among some scrub pines higher up the slope, where the boughs112 seemed to him to be waving too much for the slight wind. Looking intently, he thought he saw a patch of brown through the evergreen113, and he fired at it. A faint cry followed the shot, and Dick felt a strange satisfaction; they were hunting him—well, he had given a blow in return.
Silence settled down again after Dick's shot. The boys lay perfectly114 still, although they could hear each other's breathing. The silvery moonlight seemed to grow fuller and clearer all the time. It flooded the whole slope. Boughs and twigs115 were sheathed116 in it. Apparently117, the moon looked down upon a scene that was all peace and without the presence of a human being.
"Do you think they'll rush us?" whispered Albert.
"No," replied Dick. "I've always heard that the Indian takes as little risk as he possibly can."
They waited a little longer, and then came a flare118 of rifle shots from a point farther up the slope. Brown forms appeared faintly, and Dick and Albert, intent and eager, began to fire in reply. Bullets sang by their ears and clipped the stones around them, but their blood rose the higher and they fired faster and faster.
"We'll drive 'em back!" exclaimed Dick.
They did not hear the rapid patter of soft, light footsteps coming from another direction, until a half dozen Sioux were upon them. Then the firing in front ceased abruptly119, and Dick and Albert whirled to meet their new foes120.
It was too late. Dick saw Albert struggling in the grasp of two big warriors, and then saw and heard nothing more. He had received a heavy blow on the head from the butt121 of a rifle and became unconscious.
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