The cheese is put into the press,
The pans and bowls, clean scalded all,
Reared up against the milk-house wall.
COTTON.
It seemed strange to Mabel Dunham, as she passed along on her way to find her female companion, that others should be so composed, while she herself felt as if the responsibilities of life and death rested on her shoulders. It is true that distrust of June’s motives1 mingled2 with her forebodings; but when she came to recall the affectionate and natural manner of the young Indian girl, and all the evidences of good faith and sincerity3 she had seen in her conduct during the familiar intercourse4 of their journey, she rejected the idea with the unwillingness5 of a generous disposition6 to believe ill of others. She saw, however, that she could not put her companions properly on their guard without letting them into the secret of her conference with June; and she found herself compelled to act cautiously and with a forethought to which she was unaccustomed, more especially in a matter of so much moment.
The soldier’s wife was told to transport the necessaries into the blockhouse, and admonished7 not to be far from it at any time during the day. Mabel did not explain her reasons. She merely stated that she had detected some signs in walking about the island, which induced her to apprehend8 that the enemy had more knowledge of its position than had been previously9 believed, and that they two at least, would do well to be in readiness to seek a refuge at the shortest notice. It was not difficult to arouse the apprehension10 of this person, who, though a stout-hearted Scotchwoman, was ready enough to listen to anything that confirmed her dread12 of Indian cruelties. As soon as Mabel believed that her companion was sufficiently13 frightened to make her wary14, she threw out some hints touching15 the inexpediency of letting the soldiers know the extent of their own fears. This was done with a view to prevent discussions and inquiries16 that might embarrass our heroine: she determining to render her uncle, the Corporal, and his men more cautious, by adopting a different course. Unfortunately, the British army could not have furnished a worse person for the particular duty that he was now required to discharge than Corporal M’Nab, the individual who had been left in command during the absence of Sergeant17 Dunham. On the one hand, he was resolute18, prompt, familiar with all the details of a soldier’s life, and used to war; on the other, he was supercilious19 as regards the provincials20, opinionated on every subject connected with the narrow limits of his professional practice, much disposed to fancy the British empire the centre of all that is excellent in the world, and Scotland the focus of, at least, all moral excellence21 in that empire. In short, he was an epitome22, though on a scale suited to his rank, of those very qualities which were so peculiar23 to the servants of the Crown that were sent into the colonies, as these servants estimated themselves in comparison with the natives of the country; or, in other words, he considered the American as an animal inferior to the parent stock, and viewed all his notions of military service, in particular, as undigested and absurd. A more impracticable subject, therefore, could not well have offered for the purpose of Mabel, and yet she felt obliged to lose no time in putting her plan in execution.
“My father has left you a responsible command, Corporal,” she said, as soon as she could catch M’Nab a little apart; “for should the island fall into the hands of the enemy, not only should we be captured, but the party that is now out would in all probability become their prisoners also.”
“It needs no journey from Scotland to this place to know the facts needful to be o’ that way of thinking.” returned M’Nab drily.
“I do not doubt your understanding it as well as myself, Mr. M’Nab, but I’m fearful that you veterans, accustomed as you are to dangers and battles, are a little apt to overlook some of the precautions that may be necessary in a situation as peculiar as ours.”
“They say Scotland is no conquered country, young woman, but I’m thinking there must be some mistak’ in the matter, as we, her children, are so drowsy-headed and apt to be o’ertaken when we least expect it.”
“Nay, my good friend, you mistake my meaning. In the first place, I’m not thinking of Scotland at all, but of this island; and then I am far from doubting your vigilance when you think it necessary to practise it; but my great fear is that there may be danger to which your courage will make you indifferent.”
“My courage, Mistress Dunham, is doubtless of a very pool quality, being nothing but Scottish courage; your father’s is Yankee, and were he here among us we should see different preparations, beyond a doubt. Well, times are getting wrang, when foreigners hold commissions and carry halberds in Scottish corps25; and I no wonder that battles are lost, and campaigns go wrang end foremost.”
Mabel was almost in despair; but the quiet warning of June was still too vividly26 impressed on her mind to allow her to yield the matter. She changed her mode of operating, therefore, still clinging to the hope of getting the whole party within the blockhouse, without being compelled to betray the source whence she obtained her notices of the necessity of vigilance.
“I daresay you are right, Corporal M’Nab,” she observed; “for I’ve often heard of the heroes of your country, who have been among the first of the civilized27 world, if what they tell me of them is true.”
“Have you read the history of Scotland, Mistress Dunham?” demanded the Corporal, looking up at his pretty companion, for the first time with something like a smile on his hard, repulsive28 countenance29.
“I have read a little of it, Corporal, but I’ve heard much more. The lady who brought me up had Scottish blood in her veins30, and was fond of the subject.”
“I’ll warrant ye, the Sergeant no’ troubled himself to expatiate31 on the renown32 of the country where his regiment33 was raised?”
“My father has other things to think of, and the little I know was got from the lady I have mentioned.”
“She’ll no’ be forgetting to tall ye o’ Wallace?”
“Of him I’ve even read a good deal.”
“And o’ Bruce, and the affair of Bannockburn?”
“Of that too, as well as of Culloden Muir.”
The last of these battles was then a recent event, it having actually been fought within the recollection of our heroine, whose notions of it, however, were so confused that she scarcely appreciated the effect her allusion34 might produce on her companion. She knew it had been a victory, and had often heard the guests of her patroness mention it with triumph; and she fancied their feelings would find a sympathetic chord in those of every British soldier. Unfortunately, M’Nab had fought throughout that luckless day on the side of the Pretender; and a deep scar that garnished35 his face had been left there by the sabre of a German soldier in the service of the House of Hanover. He fancied that his wound bled afresh at Mabel’s allusion; and it is certain that the blood rushed to his face in a torrent36, as if it would pour out of his skin at the cicatrix.
“Hoot37! hoot awa’!” he fairly shouted, “with your Culloden and Sherriff muirs, young woman; ye’ll no’ be understanding the subject at all, and will manifest not only wisdom but modesty38 in speaking o’ your ain country and its many failings. King George has some loyal subjects in the colonies, na doubt, but ’twill be a lang time before he sees or hears any guid of them.”
Mabel was surprised at the Corporal’s heat, for she had not the smallest idea where the shoe pinched; but she was determined39 not to give up the point.
“I’ve always heard that the Scotch11 had two of the good qualities of soldiers,” she said, “courage and circumspection40; and I feel persuaded that Corporal M’Nab will sustain the national renown.”
“Ask yer own father, Mistress Dunham; he is acquaint’ with Corporal M’Nab, and will no’ be backward to point out his demerits. We have been in battle thegither, and he is my superior officer, and has a sort o’ official right to give the characters of his subordinates.”
“My father thinks well of you, M’Nab, or he would not have left you in charge of this island and all it contains, his own daughter included. Among other things, I well know that he calculates largely on your prudence41. He expects the blockhouse in particular to be strictly42 attended to.”
“If he wishes to defend the honor of the 55th behind logs, he ought to have remained in command himsel’; for, to speak frankly43, it goes against a Scotchman’s bluid and opinions to be beaten out of the field even before he is attacked. We are broadsword men, and love to stand foot to foot with the foe44. This American mode of fighting, that is getting into so much favor, will destroy the reputation of his Majesty’s army, if it no’ destroy its spirit.”
“No true soldier despises caution. Even Major Duncan himself, than whom there is none braver, is celebrated45 for his care of his men.”
“Lundie has his weakness, and is fast forgetting the broadsword and open heaths in his tree and rifle practice. But, Mistress Dunham, tak’ the word of an old soldier, who has seen his fifty-fifth year, when he talls ye that there is no surer method to encourage your enemy than to seem to fear him; and that there is no danger in this Indian warfare46 that the fancies and imaginations of your Americans have not enlarged upon, until they see a savage47 in every bush. We Scots come from a naked region, and have no need and less relish48 for covers, and so ye’ll be seeing, Mistress Dunham —”
The Corporal gave a spring into the air, fell forward on his face, and rolled over on his back, the whole passing so suddenly that Mabel had scarcely heard the sharp crack of the rifle that had sent a bullet through his body. Our heroine did not shriek49 — did not even tremble; for the occurrence was too sudden, too awful, and too unexpected for that exhibition of weakness; on the contrary, she stepped hastily forward, with a natural impulse to aid her companion. There was just enough of life left in M’Nab to betray his entire consciousness of all that had passed. His countenance had the wild look of one who had been overtaken by death by surprise; and Mabel, in her cooler moments, fancied that it showed the tardy50 repentance51 of a willful and obstinate52 sinner.
“Ye’ll be getting into the blockhouse as fast as possible,” M’Nab whispered, as Mabel leaned over him to catch his dying words.
Then came over our heroine the full consciousness of her situation and of the necessity of exertion53. She cast a rapid glance at the body at her feet, saw that it had ceased to breathe, and fled. It was but a few minutes’ run to the blockhouse, the door of which Mabel had barely gained when it was closed violently in her face by Jennie, the soldier’s wife, who in blind terror thought only of her own safety. The reports of five or six rifles were heard while Mabel was calling out for admittance; and the additional terror they produced prevented the woman within from undoing54 quickly the very fastenings she had been so expert in applying. After a minute’s delay, however, Mabel found the door reluctantly yielding to her constant pressure, and she forced her slender body through the opening the instant it was large enough to allow of its passage. By this time Mabel’s heart ceased to beat tulmultuously and she gained sufficient self-command to act collectedly. Instead of yielding to the almost convulsive efforts of her companion to close the door again, she held it open long enough to ascertain55 that none of her own party was in sight, or likely on the instant to endeavor to gain admission: then she allowed the opening to be shut. Her orders and proceedings56 now became more calm and rational. But a single bar was crossed, and Jennie was directed to stand in readiness to remove even that at any application from a friend. She then ascended57 the ladder to the room above, where by means of a loophole she was enabled to get as good a view of the island as the surrounding bushes would allow. Admonishing58 her associate below to be firm and steady, she made as careful an examination of the environs as her situation permitted.
To her great surprise, Mabel could not at first see a living soul on the island, friend or enemy. Neither Frenchman nor Indian was visible, though a small straggling white cloud that was floating before the wind told her in which quarter she ought to look for them. The rifles had been discharged from the direction of the island whence June had come, though whether the enemy were on that island, or had actually landed on her own, Mabel could not say. Going to the loop that commanded a view of the spot where M’Nab lay, her blood curdled59 at perceiving all three of his soldiers lying apparently60 lifeless at his side. These men had rushed to a common centre at the first alarm, and had been shot down almost simultaneously61 by the invisible foe whom the Corporal had affected62 to despise.
Neither Cap nor Lieutenant63 Muir was to be seen. With a beating heart, Mabel examined every opening through the trees, and ascended even to the upper story or garret of the blockhouse, where she got a full view of the whole island, so far as its covers would allow, but with no better success. She had expected to see the body of her uncle lying on the grass like those of the soldiers, but it was nowhere visible. Turning towards the spot where the boat lay, Mabel saw that it was still fastened to the shore; and then she supposed that by some accident Muir had been prevented from effecting his retreat in that quarter. In short, the island lay in the quiet of the grave, the bodies of the soldiers rendering64 the scone65 as fearful as it was extraordinary.
“For God’s holy sake, Mistress Mabel,” called out the woman from below; for, though her fear had become too ungovernable to allow her to keep silence, our heroine’s superior refinement66, more than the regimental station of her father, still controlled her mode of address — “Mistress Mabel, tell me if any of our friends are living! I think I hear groans67 that grow fainter and fainter, and fear that they will all be tomahawked!”
Mabel now remembered that one of the soldiers was this woman’s husband, and she trembled at what might be the immediate68 effect of her sorrow, should his death become suddenly known to her. The groans, too, gave a little hope, though she feared they might come from her uncle, who lay out of view.
“We are in His holy keeping, Jennie,” she answered. “We must trust in Providence69, while we neglect none of its benevolent70 means of protecting ourselves. Be careful with the door; on no account open it without my directions.”
“Oh, tell me, Mistress Mabel, if you can anywhere see Sandy! If I could only let him know that I’m in safety, the guid man would be easier in his mind, whether free or a prisoner.”
Sandy was Jennie’s husband, and he lay dead in plain view of the loop from which our heroine was then looking.
“You no’ tell me if you’re seeing of Sandy,” the woman repeated from below, impatient at Mabel’s silence.
“There are some of our people gathered about the body of M’Nab,” was the answer; for it seemed sacrilegious in her eyes to tell a direct untruth under the awful circumstances in which she was placed.
“Is Sandy amang them?” demanded the woman, in a voice that sounded appalling71 by its hoarseness72 and energy.
“He may be certainly; for I see one, two, three, four, and all in the scarlet73 coats of the regiment.”
“Sandy!” called out the woman frantically74; “why d’ye no’ care for yoursal’, Sandy? Come hither the instant, man, and share your wife’s fortunes in weal or woe75. It’s no’ a moment for your silly discipline and vain-glorious notions of honor! Sandy! Sandy!”
Mabel heard the bar turn, and then the door creaked on its hinges. Expectation, not to say terror, held her in suspense76 at the loop, and she soon beheld77 Jennie rushing through the bushes in the direction of the cluster of the dead. It took the woman but an instant to reach the fatal spot. So sudden and unexpected had been the blow, that she in her terror did not appear to comprehend its weight. Some wild and half-frantic notion of a deception78 troubled her fancy, and she imagined that the men were trifling79 with her fears. She took her husband’s hand, and it was still warm, while she thought a covert80 smile was struggling on his lip.
“Why will ye fool life away, Sandy?” she cried, pulling at the arm. “Ye’ll all be murdered by these accursed Indians, and you no’ takin’ to the block like trusty soldiers! Awa’! awa’! and no’ be losing the precious moments.”
In her desperate efforts, the woman pulled the body of her husband in a way to cause the head to turn completely over, when the small hole in the temple, caused by the entrance of a rifle bullet, and a few drops of blood trickling81 over the skin, revealed the meaning of her husband’s silence. As the horrid82 truth flashed in its full extent on her mind, the woman clasped her hands, gave a shriek that pierced the glades83 of every island near, and fell at length on the dead body of the soldier. Thrilling, heartreaching, appalling as was that shriek, it was melody to the cry that followed it so quickly as to blend the sounds. The terrific war-whoop arose out of the covers of the island, and some twenty savages84, horrible in their paint and the other devices of Indian ingenuity85, rushed forward, eager to secure the coveted86 scalps. Arrowhead was foremost, and it was his tomahawk that brained the insensible Jennie; and her reeking87 hair was hanging at his girdle as a trophy88 in less than two minutes after she had quitted the blockhouse. His companions were equally active, and M’Nab and his soldiers no longer presented the quiet aspect of men who slumbered89. They were left in their gore90, unequivocally butchered corpses91.
All this passed in much less time than has been required to relate it, and all this did Mabel witness. She had stood riveted92 to the spot, gazing on the whole horrible scene, as if enchained by some charm, nor did the idea of self or of her own danger once obtrude93 itself on her thoughts. But no sooner did she perceive the place where the men had fallen covered with savages, exulting94 in the success of their surprise, than it occurred to her that Jennie had left the blockhouse door unbarred. Her heart beat violently, for that defence alone stood between her and immediate death, and she sprang toward the ladder with the intention of descending95 to make sure of it. Her foot had not yet reached the floor of the second story, however, when she heard the door grating on its hinges, and she gave herself up for lost. Sinking on her knees, the terrified but courageous97 girl endeavored to prepare herself for death, and to raise her thoughts to God. The instinct of life, however, was too strong for prayer, and while her lips moved, the jealous senses watched every sound beneath. When her ears heard the bars, which went on pivots98 secured to the centre of the door, turning into their fastenings, not one, as she herself had directed, with a view to admit her uncle should he apply, but all three, she started again to her feet, all spiritual contemplations vanishing in her actual temporal condition, and it seemed as if all her faculties99 were absorbed in the sense of hearing.
The thoughts are active in a moment so fearful. At first Mabel fancied that her uncle had entered the blockhouse, and she was about to descend96 the ladder and throw herself into his arms; then the idea that it might be an Indian, who had barred the door to shut out intruders while he plundered100 at leisure, arrested the movement. The profound stillness below was unlike the bold, restless movements of Cap, and it seemed to savor101 more of the artifices102 of an enemy. If a friend at all, it could only be her uncle or the Quartermaster; for the horrible conviction now presented itself to our heroine that to these two and herself were the whole party suddenly reduced, if, indeed, the two latter survived. This consideration held Mabel in check, and for full two minutes more a breathless silence reigned103 in the building. During this time the girl stood at the foot of the upper ladder, the trap which led to the lower opening on the opposite side of the floor; the eyes of Mabel were riveted on this spot, for she now began to expect to see at each instant the horrible sight of a savage face at the hole. This apprehension soon became so intense, that she looked about her for a place of concealment104. The procrastination105 of the catastrophe106 she now fully107 expected, though it were only for a moment, afforded a relief. The room contained several barrels; and behind two of these Mabel crouched108, placing her eyes at an opening by which she could still watch the trap. She made another effort to pray; but the moment was too horrible for that relief. She thought, too, that she heard a low rustling109, as if one were ascending110 the lower ladder with an effort at caution so great as to betray itself by its own excess; then followed a creaking that she was certain came from one of the steps of the ladder, which had made the same noise under her own light weight as she ascended. This was one of those instants into which are compressed the sensations of years of ordinary existence. Life, death, eternity111, and extreme bodily pain were all standing24 out in bold relief from the plane of every-day occurrences; and she might have been taken at that moment for a beautiful pallid112 representation of herself, equally without motion and without vitality113. But while such was the outward appearance of the form, never had there been a time in her brief career when Mabel heard more acutely, saw more clearly, or felt more vividly. As yet, nothing was visible at the trap, but her ears, rendered exquisitely114 sensitive by intense feeling, distinctly acquainted her that some one was within a few inches of the opening in the floor. Next followed the evidence of her eyes, which beheld the dark hair of an Indian rising so slowly through the passage that the movements of the head might be likened to that of the minute-hand of a clock; then came the dark skin and wild features, until the whole of the swarthy face had risen above the floor. The human countenance seldom appears to advantage when partially115 concealed116; and Mabel imagined many additional horrors as she first saw the black, roving eyes and the expression of wildness as the savage countenance was revealed, as it might be, inch by inch; but when the entire head was raised above the floor, a second and a better look assured our heroine that she saw the gentle, anxious, and even handsome face of June.
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