In less than two hours the travellers reached the second ranche, which was little better, in appearance or accommodation, than the one they had left. Having no funds, they merely halted to water their cattle, and then pushed forward.
The country became more and more undulating and broken as they advanced, and beyond the second ranche assumed the appearance of a hill country. The valleys were free from trees, though here and there occurred dense1 thickets2 of underwood, in which Maxton told them that grizzly3-bears loved to dwell—a piece of information that induced most of the party to carry their rifles in a handy position, and glance suspiciously at every shadow. Large oaks and bay-trees covered the lower slopes of the hills, while higher up the white oak and fir predominated.
About an hour after midnight the moon began to descend4 towards the horizon, and Ned Sinton, who had been unanimously elected commander of the little band, called a halt in the neighbourhood of a rivulet5, which flowed round the base of an abrupt6 cliff whose sides were partially7 clothed with scrubby bushes.
“We shall encamp here for the night, comrades,” said he, dismounting; “here is water and food for our nags8, a fine piece of greensward to spread our blankets on, and a thick-leaved oak to keep the dew off us. Now, Maxton, you are an old campaigner, let us see how soon you’ll have a fire blazing.”
“I’ll have it ready before you get the camp kettles and pans out,” answered Maxton, fastening his horse to a tree, seizing an axe9, and springing into the woods on the margin10 of the stream.
“And, Captain Bunting,” continued Ned, “do you water the horses and mules11: our vaquero will help you. Jones will unpack12 the provender13. Tom Collins and I will see to getting supper ready.”
“Keep out of everybody’s way, and do what you pleases, Larry.”
“Which manes, I’m to make myself ginerally useful; so here goes.” And Larry, springing through the bushes, proceeded to fulfil his duties, by seizing a massive log, which Maxton had just cut, and, heaving it on his powerful shoulder, carried it to the camp.
Each was immediately busied with his respective duties. Bustling15 activity prevailed for the space of a quarter of an hour, the result of which was that, before the moon left them in total darkness, the ruddy glare of a magnificent fire lighted up the scene brilliantly, glanced across the sun-burnt faces and vivid red shirts of our adventurers, as they clustered round it, and threw clouds of sparks in among the leaves of the stout16 old oak that overspread the camp.
“Now, this is what I call uncommon17 jolly,” said Captain Bunting, sitting down on his saddle before the cheerful blaze, rubbing his hands, and gazing round, with a smile of the utmost benignity18 on his broad, hairy countenance19.
“It is,” replied Maxton, with an approving nod. “Do you know, I have often thought, captain, that an Indian life must be a very pleasant one—”
“Av coorse it must,” interrupted Larry, who at that moment was luxuriating in the first rich, voluminous puffs20 of a newly-filled pipe—“av coorse it must, if it’s always like this.”
“Ay,” continued Maxton, “but that’s what I was just going to remark upon—it’s not always like this. As a general rule, I have observed, men who are new to backwoods life, live at first in a species of terrestrial paradise. The novelty and the excitement cause them to revel21 in all that is enjoyable, and to endure with indifference22 all that is disagreeable; sometimes, even, to take pleasure in shewing how stoically they can put up with discomfort23. But after a time the novelty and excitement wear away, and then it is usual to hear the praises of Indian life spoken of immediately before and immediately after supper. Towards midnight—particularly if it should rain, or mosquitoes be numerous—men change their minds, and begin to dream of home, if they can sleep, or to wish they were there, if they can’t.”
“Get out! you horrid24 philosopher,” cried Tom Collin as he gazed wistfully into the iron pot, whose savoury contents, (i.e. pork, flour, and beans), he was engaged in stirring. “Don’t try to dash the cup of romance from our lips ere we have tasted it. Believe me, comrades, our friend Maxton is a humbug25. I am an old stager myself; have lived the life of an Indian for months and months together, and I declare to you, I’m as jolly and enthusiastic now as ever I was.”
“That may be quite true,” observed Maxton, “seeing that it is possible you may have never been jolly or enthusiastic at all; but even taking your words as you mean them to be understood, they only tend to enforce what I have said, for, you know, the exception proves the rule.”
“Bah! you sophisticator,” ejaculated Tom, again inspecting the contents of the pot.
“Och, let him spake, an’ be aisy,” remarked Larry, with a look of extreme satisfaction on his countenance; “we’re in the navelty an’ excitement stage o’ life just now, an faix we’ll kape it up as long as we can. Hand me a cinder26, Bill Jones, an’ don’t look as if ye wos meditatin’ wot to say, for ye know that ye can’t say nothin’.”
Bill took no further notice of this remark than to lift a glowing piece of charcoal27 from the fire with his fingers, as deliberately28 as if they were made of iron, and hand it to O’Neil, who received it in the same cool manner, and relighted his pipe therewith.
“It strikes me we shall require all our jollity and enthusiasm to keep up our spirits, if we don’t reach the diggings to-morrow,” said Ned Sinton, as he busied himself in polishing the blade of a superb hunting-knife, which had been presented to him by a few college friends at parting; “you all know that our funds are exhausted29, and it’s awkward to arrive at a ranche without a dollar to pay for a meal—still more awkward to be compelled to encamp beside a ranche and unpack our own provisions, especially if it should chance to be a wet night. Do you think we shall manage to reach the diggings to-morrow, Maxton?”
“I am certain of it. Twelve miles will bring us to Little Creek30, as it is called, where we can begin to take initiative lessons in gold-washing. In fact, the ground we stand on, I have not a doubt, has much gold in it. But we have not the means of washing it yet.”
Larry O’Neil caught his breath on hearing this statement. “D’ye mane to tell me,” he said, slowly and with emphasis, “that I’m maybe sittin’ at this minute on the top o’ rale goold?”
“You may be,” answered Maxton, laughing.
“W’en ye don’t know,” remarked Bill Jones, sententiously, removing the pipe from his lips, and looking fixedly31 at his messmate, “W’en ye don’t know wot’s under ye, nor the coorse o’ nature, w’ich is always more or less a-doin’ things oncommon an’ out o’ the way, ye shouldn’t ought to speckilate on wot ye know nothin’ about, until ye find out how’s her head, an’ w’ich way the land lies. Them’s my sentiments.”
“Halloo! Larry,” cried the captain and Tom Collins simultaneously32, “look out for the kettle. It’ll boil over.”
Larry’s feelings had been deeply stirred at that moment, so that the union of the sudden shout, with the profundity33 of Bill’s remark, had the effect of causing him to clutch at the tea-kettle with such haste that he upset it into the fire.
“Oh! bad luck to ye!”
“Clumsy fellow!” ejaculated Ned. “Off with you to the creek, and refill it.”
Larry obeyed promptly34, but the mischance, after all, was trifling35, for the fire was fierce enough to have boiled a twenty-gallon caldron in a quarter of an hour. Besides, the contents of the iron pot had to be discussed before the tea was wanted. In a few minutes supper was ready, and all were about to begin, when it was discovered that O’Neil was missing.
“Ho! Larry, come to supper!” shouted one.
“Hi! where are you?” cried another.
But there was no reply, until the captain put both hands to his mouth, and gave utterance36 to the nautical37 halloo with which, in days gone by, he was wont38 to hail the look-out at the main-top.
“Ay, ay, comin’ sir–r,” floated back on the night wind; and, shortly afterwards, the Irishman stumbled into camp with his hands, his face, and his clothes plentifully39 bedaubed with mud.
“Why, what have you been about?” inquired Ned.
“Diggin’ for goold, sure. I’ve made a hole in the banks o’ the creek with me two hands that ye might bury a young buffalo40 in, an’ sorrow a bit o’ goold have I got for me pains.”
A general laugh greeted the enthusiastic digger, as he wiped his hands and sat down to supper.
“Musha! av I didn’t git goold, I’ve dug up a mortial big appetite, anyhow. Hand me the wooden spoon, Mister Collins; it’s more the gauge41 o’ me pratie-trap than the pewter wans42. D’ye know, comrades, I’m a’most sure I seed an Injun in the bush. Av it wasn’t, it was a ghost.”
“What like was he?”
“Look there, and judge for yourselves,” cried O’Neil, jumping suddenly to his feet, and pointing towards the wood, where a solitary43 figure was seen dimly against the dark background.
Every man leaped up and seized his weapons.
“Who goes there?” shouted Ned, advancing towards the edge of the circle of light.
“A friend,” was the reply, in English.
Relieved to find that he was not the advance-guard of a band of savages44, Ned invited the stranger to approach, and immediately he stepped within the sacred circle of the camp-fire’s light. This unexpected addition to the party was by no means a pleasant one. His complexion45 was exceedingly dark, and he wore a jet-black beard. In manners he was coarse and repulsive—one of those forbidding men who seem to be born for the purpose of doing evil in whatever position of life or part of the world they happen to be placed. The rude garments of the miner harmonised with the rugged46 expression of his bearded and bronzed face, and the harsh voice in which he addressed the party corresponded therewith.
“I s’pose ye’ll not object to let me rest by yer fire, strangers?” he said, advancing and seating himself without waiting for a reply.
“You’re welcome,” answered Ned, curtly47, for he neither liked the manners nor the aspect of the man.
“Ye might ha’ wished us the top o’ the mornin’, I think,” suggested Larry. “Here, try an’ soften48 yer sperrits with a sup,” he added, pushing a pewter plate of soup and a spoon towards him.
The man made no reply, but ate ravenously49, as if he had been starving. When he had finished, he lighted his pipe, and drew his knees up to his chin as he warmed his hands before the blaze. Little information of any kind could be drawn50 out of this taciturn wanderer. To Ned’s questions, he replied that he had been at the diggings on the Yuba River, which he described as being rich; that he had made enough gold to satisfy all his wants, and was on his way to San Francisco, where he intended to ship for England. His name, he said, was Smith.
He carried a short rifle, with a peculiarly large bore, and a heavy hunting-knife, the point of which was broken off. This last Bill Jones observed, as the man laid it down, after cutting up some tobacco, preparatory to refilling his pipe.
“A good knife! How did ye break it?” inquired Bill, taking up the weapon and examining it.
At this O’Neil regarded him with an angry expression.
“Faix, av ye wasn’t livin’, so to spake, in me own house, I’d make ye change yer tone.”
“I don’t mean no offence,” said Smith, endeavouring to speak a little less gruffly. “The fact is, gents, I’m out o’ sorts, ’cos I lost a grizzly bar in the hills an hour or two agone. I shot him dead, as I thought, and went up and drove my knife into his side, but it struck a rib51 and broke the pint54, as ye see; and a’most afore I could get up a tree, he wos close up behind me. He went away after a while, and so I got clear off.”
To the immense satisfaction of every one, this disagreeable guest arose after finishing his pipe, knocked the ashes out, shouldered his rifle, and, bidding his entertainers good-night, re-entered the forest, and disappeared.
“You’re well away,” remarked Tom Collins, looking after him; “I couldn’t have slept comfortably with such a fellow in camp. Now, then, I’m going to turn in.”
“So am I,” said Maxton, rolling himself in a blanket, and pillowing his head on a saddle, without more ado.
In a few minutes the camp was as silent as it had previously55 been noisy. Captain Bunting’s plethoric56 breathing alone told that human beings rested on that wild spot; and this, somewhat incongruously united with the tinkling57 of the rivulet hard by, and the howling of coyotes, constituted their lullaby. During the night the most of the travellers were awakened58 once or twice by a strange and very peculiar52 sensation, which led them to fancy the earth on which they reposed59 was possessed60 of life. The lazy members of the party lay still, and dreamily wondered until they fell asleep; those who were more active leaped up, and, lifting their blankets, gazed intently at the sward, which darkness prevented them from seeing, and felt it over with their hands, but no cause for the unwonted motion could be discovered, until the light of dawn revealed the fact that they had made their beds directly above the holes of a colony, of ground-squirrels, which little creatures, poking61 upwards62 with their noses in vain attempts to gain the upper world, had produced the curious sensations referred to.
Rough travelling, however, defies almost all disadvantages in the way of rest. Tired and healthy men will sleep in nearly any position, and at any hour, despite all interruptions, so that when our friends rose at daybreak to resume their journey, they were well refreshed and eager to push on.
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