“A thousand of them, you say?”
“Yes, we came on a fresh trail of a large war-party, three hundred at the least. They are all Mohawks and Cayugas with a sprinkling of Oneidas. We had a running fight for a few miles, and we have lost five men.”
“All dead, I trust.”
“I hope so, but we were hard pressed to keep from being cut off. Jean Mance is shot through the leg.”
“I saw that he was hit.”
“We had best have all ready to retire to the house if they carry the stockade5. We can scarce hope to hold it when they are twenty to one.”
“All is ready.”
“And with our cannon6 we can keep their canoes from passing, so we might send our women away to-night.”
“I had intended to do so. Will you take charge of the north side? You might come across to me with ten of your men now, and I shall go back to you if they change their attack.”
The firing came in one continuous rattle7 now from the edges of the wood, and the air was full of bullets. The assailants were all trained shots, men who lived by their guns, and to whom a shaking hand or a dim eye meant poverty and hunger. Every slit8 and crack and loop-hole was marked, and a cap held above the stockade was blown in an instant from the gun barrel which supported it. On the other hand, the defenders9 were also skilled in Indian fighting, and wise in every trick and lure10 which could protect themselves or tempt11 their enemies to show. They kept well to the sides of the loop-holes, watching through little crevices12 of the wood, and firing swiftly when a chance offered. A red leg sticking straight up into the air from behind a log showed where one bullet at least had gone home, but there was little to aim at save a puff13 and flash from among the leaves, or the shadowy figure of a warrior14 seen for an instant as he darted15 from one tree-trunk to the other. Seven of the Canadians had already been hit, but only three were mortally wounded, and the other four still kept manfully to their loop-holes, though one who had been struck through the jaw16 was spitting his teeth with his bullets down into his gun-barrel. The women sat in a line upon the ground, beneath the level of the loop-holes, each with a saucerful of bullets and a canister of powder, passing up the loaded guns to the fighting men at the points where a quick fire was most needful.
At first the attack had been all upon the south face, but as fresh bodies of the Iroquois came up their line spread and lengthened17 until the whole east face was girt with fire, which gradually enveloped18 the north also. The fort was ringed in by a great loop of smoke, save only where the broad river flowed past them. Over near the further bank the canoes were lurking19, and one, manned by ten warriors20, attempted to pass up the stream, but a good shot from the brass21 gun dashed in her side and sank her, while a second of grape left only four of the swimmers whose high scalp-locks stood out above the water like the back-fins of some strange fish. On the inland side, however, the seigneur had ordered the cannon to be served no more, for the broad embrasures drew the enemy’s fire, and of the men who had been struck half were among those who worked the guns.
The old nobleman strutted22 about with his white ruffles23 and his clouded cane24 behind the line of parched25 smoke-grimed men, tapping his snuff-box, shooting out his little jests, and looking very much less concerned than he had done over his piquet.
“What do you think of it, Du Lhut?” he asked.
“I think very badly of it. We are losing men much too fast.”
“Well, my friend, what can you expect? When a thousand muskets26 are all turned upon a little place like this, some one must suffer for it. Ah, my poor fellow, so you are done for too!”
The man nearest him had suddenly fallen with a crash, lying quite still with his face in a platter of the sagamite which had been brought out by the women. Du Lhut glanced at him and then looked round.
“He is in a line with no loop-hole, and it took him in the shoulder,” said he. “Where did it come from then? Ah, by Saint Anne, look there!” He pointed27 upwards28 to a little mist of smoke which hung round the summit of a high oak.
“The rascal29 overlooks the stockade. But the trunk is hardly thick enough to shield him at that height. This poor fellow will not need his musket again, and I see that it is ready primed.” De la Noue laid down his cane, turned back his ruffles, picked up the dead man’s gun, and fired at the lurking warrior. Two leaves fluttered out from the tree and a grinning vermilion face appeared for an instant with a yell of derision. Quick as a flash Du Lhut brought his musket to his shoulder and pulled the trigger. The man gave a tremendous spring and crashed down through the thick foliage30. Some seventy or eighty feet below him a single stout31 branch shot out, and on to this he fell with the sound of a great stone dropping into a bog32, and hung there doubled over it, swinging slowly from side to side like a red rag, his scalp-lock streaming down between his feet. A shout of exultation33 rose from the Canadians at the sight, which was drowned in the murderous yell of the savages34.
“His limbs twitch36. He is not dead,” cried De la Noue.
“Let him die there,” said the old pioneer callously37, ramming38 a fresh charge into his gun. “Ah, there is the gray hat again. It comes ever when I am unloaded.”
“I saw a plumed40 hat among the brushwood.”
“It is the Flemish Bastard41. I had rather have his scalp than those of his hundred best warriors.”
“Is he so brave then?”
“Yes, he is brave enough. There is no denying it, for how else could he be an Iroquois war-chief? But he is clever and cunning, and cruel— Ah, my God, if all the stories told are true, his cruelty is past believing. I should fear that my tongue would wither42 if I did but name the things which this man has done. Ah, he is there again.”
The gray hat with the plume39 had shown itself once more in a rift43 of the smoke. De la Noue and Du Lhut both fired together, and the cap fluttered up into the air. At the same instant the bushes parted, and a tall warrior sprang out into full view of the defenders. His face was that of an Indian, but a shade or two lighter44, and a pointed black beard hung down over his hunting tunic45. He threw out his hands with a gesture of disdain46, stood for an instant looking steadfastly47 at the fort, and then sprang back into cover amid a shower of bullets which chipped away the twigs48 all round him.
“Yes, he is brave enough,” Du Lhut repeated with an oath. “Your censitaires have had their hoes in their hands more often than their muskets, I should judge from their shooting. But they seem to be drawing closer upon the east face, and I think that they will make a rush there before long.”
The fire had indeed grown very much fiercer upon the side which was defended by De Catinat, and it was plain that the main force of the Iroquois were gathered at that point. From every log, and trunk, and cleft50, and bush came the red flash with the gray halo, and the bullets sang in a continuous stream through the loop-holes. Amos had whittled51 a little hole for himself about a foot above the ground, and lay upon his face loading and firing in his own quiet methodical fashion. Beside him stood Ephraim Savage35, his mouth set grimly, his eyes flashing from under his down-drawn brows, and his whole soul absorbed in the smiting53 of the Amalekites. His hat was gone, his grizzled hair flying in the breeze, great splotches of powder mottled his mahogany face, and a weal across his right cheek showed where an Indian bullet had grazed him. De Catinat was bearing himself like an experienced soldier, walking up and down among his men with short words of praise or of precept54, those fire-words rough and blunt which bring a glow to the heart and a flush to the cheek. Seven of his men were down, but as the attack grew fiercer upon his side it slackened upon the others, and the seigneur with his son and Du Lhut brought ten men to reinforce them. De la Noue was holding out his snuff-box to De Catinat when a shrill55 scream from behind them made them both look round. Onega, the Indian wife, was wringing56 her hands over the body of her son. A glance showed that the bullet had pierced his heart and that he was dead.
For an instant the old nobleman’s thin face grew a shade paler, and the hand which held out the little gold box shook like a branch in the wind. Then he thrust it into his pocket again and mastered the spasm57 which had convulsed his features.
“The De la Noues always die upon the field of honour,” he remarked. “I think that we should have some more men in the angle by the gun.”
And now it became clear why it was that the Iroquois had chosen the eastern face for their main attack. It was there that the clump58 of cover lay midway between the edge of the forest and the stockade. A storming party could creep as far as that and gather there for the final rush. First one crouching59 warrior, and then a second, and then a third darted across the little belt of open space, and threw themselves down among the bushes. The fourth was hit, and lay with his back broken a few paces out from the edge of the wood, but a stream of warriors continued to venture the passage, until thirty-six had got across, and the little patch of underwood was full of lurking savages. Amos Green’s time had come.
From where he lay he could see the white patch where he had cut the bark from the birch sapling, and he knew that immediately underneath60 it lay the powder bag. He sighted the mark, and then slowly lowered his barrel until he had got to the base of the little trees as nearly as he could guess it among the tangle61 of bushes. The first shot produced no result, however, and the second was aimed a foot lower. The bullet penetrated62 the bag, and there was an explosion which shook the manor-house and swayed the whole line of stout stockades63 as though they were corn-stalks in a breeze. Up to the highest summits of the trees went the huge column of blue smoke, and after the first roar there was a deathly silence which was broken by the patter and thud of falling bodies. Then came a wild cheer from the defenders, and a furious answering whoop64 from the Indians, while the fire from the woods burst out with greater fury than ever.
But the blow had been a heavy one. Of the thirty-six warriors, all picked for their valour, only four regained65 the shelter of the woods, and those so torn and shattered that they were spent men. Already the Indians had lost heavily, and this fresh disaster made them reconsider their plan of attack, for the Iroquois were as wary66 as they were brave, and he was esteemed67 the best war-chief who was most chary68 of the lives of his followers69. Their fire gradually slackened, and at last, save for a dropping shot here and there, it died away altogether.
“Is it possible that they are going to abandon the attack?” cried De Catinat joyously70. “Amos, I believe that you have saved us.”
But the wily Du Lhut shook his head. “A wolf would as soon leave a half-gnawed bone as an Iroquois such a prize as this.”
“But they have lost heavily.”
“Ay, but not so heavily as ourselves in proportion to our numbers. They have fifty out of a thousand, and we twenty out of threescore. No, no, they are holding a council, and we shall soon hear from them again. But it may be some hours first, and if you will take my advice you will have an hour’s sleep, for you are not, as I can see by your eyes, as used to doing without it as I am, and there may be little rest for any of us this night.”
De Catinat was indeed weary to the last pitch of human endurance. Amos Green and the seaman71 had already wrapped themselves in their blankets and sunk to sleep under the shelter of the stockade. The soldier rushed upstairs to say a few words of comfort to the trembling Adele, and then throwing himself down upon a couch he slept the dreamless sleep of an exhausted72 man. When at last he was roused by a fresh sputter73 of musketry fire from the woods the sun was already low in the heavens, and the mellow74 light of evening tinged75 the bare walls of the room. He sprang from his couch, seized his musket, and rushed downstairs. The defenders were gathered at their loop-holes once more, while Du Lhut, the seigneur, and Amos Green were whispering eagerly together. He noticed as he passed that Onega still sat crooning by the body of her son, without having changed her position since morning.
“What is it, then? Are they coming on?” he asked.
“They are up to some devilry,” said Du Lhut, peering out at the corner of the embrasure. “They are gathering76 thickly at the east fringe, and yet the firing comes from the south. It is not the Indian way to attack across the open, and yet if they think help is coming from the fort they might venture it.”
“The wood in front of us is alive with them,” said Amos. “They are as busy as beavers77 among the underwood.”
“Perhaps they are going to attack from this side, and cover the attack by a fire from the flank.”
“That is what I think,” cried the seigneur. “Bring the spare guns up here and all the men except five for each side.”
The words were hardly out of his mouth when a shrill yell burst from the wood, and in an instant a cloud of warriors dashed out and charged across the open, howling, springing, and waving their guns or tomahawks in the air. With their painted faces, smeared78 and striped with every vivid colour, their streaming scalp-locks, their waving arms, their open mouths, and their writhings and contortions79, no more fiendish crew ever burst into a sleeper’s nightmare. Some of those in front bore canoes between them, and as they reached the stockade they planted them against it and swarmed80 up them as if they had been scaling-ladders. Others fired through the embrasures and loop-holes, the muzzles81 of their muskets touching82 those of the defenders, while others again sprang unaided on to the tops of the palisades and jumped fearlessly down upon the inner side. The Canadians, however, made such a resistance as might be expected from men who knew that no mercy awaited them. They fired whilst they had time to load, and then, clubbing their muskets, they smashed furiously at every red head which showed above the rails. The din52 within the stockade was infernal, the shouts and cries of the French, the whooping83 of the savages, and the terrified screaming of the frightened women blending into one dreadful uproar84, above which could be heard the high shrill voice of the old seigneur imploring85 his censitaires to stand fast. With his rapier in his hand, his hat lost, his wig49 awry86, and his dignity all thrown to the winds, the old nobleman showed them that day how a soldier of Rocroy could carry himself, and with Du Lhut, Amos, De Catinat and Ephraim Savage, was ever in the forefront of the defence. So desperately87 did they fight, the sword and musket-butt88 outreaching the tomahawk, that though at one time fifty Iroquois were over the palisades, they had slain89 or driven back nearly all of them when a fresh wave burst suddenly over the south face which had been stripped of its defenders. Du Lhut saw in an instant that the enclosure was lost and that only one thing could save the house.
“Hold them for an instant,” he screamed, and rushing at the brass gun he struck his flint and steel and fired it straight into the thick of the savages. Then as they recoiled90 for an instant he stuck a nail into the touch-hole and drove it home with a blow from the butt of his gun. Darting91 across the yard he spiked92 the gun at the other corner, and was back at the door as the remnants of the garrison93 were hurled94 towards it by the rush of the assailants. The Canadians darted in, and swung the ponderous95 mass of wood into position, breaking the leg of the foremost warrior who had striven to follow them. Then for an instant they had time for breathing and for council.
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stockade
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warrior
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lengthened
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lurking
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