"Aw, Pat, that's no joke. You may think it's funny, but it isn't," he growled2, and there was a note of real anger this time.
"You know what—waking a feller up when he's just got to sleep and is dead tired and got a hard day coming!" flared4 Hal.
"Aisy, aisy, son! Do ye think I would be frying bacon in the middle of the night for a joke? 'Tis meself has been up this good hour and 'tis six o'clock this very minute. 'Twill be daylight by the toime we be ready to start," returned Pat good-humoredly.
Hal had it on the tip of his tongue to say that he didn't believe it, but by this time he was sufficiently5 awake to smell the bacon and hear it sizzle and sputter6 in the pan. Moreover, his companions were already kicking off their blankets, and he had the good sense to realize that Pat meant just what he said. Still, it was hard to believe, and it was not until he had reached for his watch that he was convinced that it really was time to prepare for another day's tramp. Then he hastily crawled from his blankets, his good humor fully7 restored, for Hal was a good sport, and there was nothing of the shirk about him.
"I beg pardon, Pat," said he, as he joined the two shivering figures crowding as close to the fire as they could comfortably get while they watched Pat stir up the pancake batter8. "I honestly thought you were up to one of your old tricks and putting something across on us. Doesn't seem as if I'd more than closed my eyes. Phew! but it's cold!"
It was. It was the hour just before the break of day when, perhaps because the blood has not yet begun to circulate freely, the cold seems to have reached its maximum of strength. Beyond the narrow radius9 of the glow from the fire it seemed to fairly bite to the bone.
"Get busy with the axe10 and you'll forget it," advised Pat, adding, "It is the courtesy of the woods to leave a little wood ready for the next fellow who may hit camp late, as we did yesterday. You'll have just about time enough to get warmed up before these flapjacks are ready."
"Good idea!" cried Walter, seizing an axe. "Come on, you fellows! Sparrer can lug11 it in as we split it."
At the end of ten minutes Pat called them to eat, and by that time they had forgotten the cold, for they were in a warm glow from exercise.
"I'll bet it was cold in the night," said Upton as they sat down to bacon, flapjacks and hot chocolate.
"Right you are, my boy," replied Pat. "When I got up the second time it was cold enough to freeze the tail off a brass12 monkey."
"When you got up the second time! What in the dickens were you up for?" exclaimed Hal.
"To kape yez from freezing to death," grinned Pat. "Did yez think the fire would feed itself?"
"I didn't think anything about it," confessed Hal. "Gee13, it must have been cold when you crawled out to start things this morning! Makes me shiver to think of it. I guess the rest of us are the lucky little boys to have everything started for us and a ripping good fire going before we turned out. Do you always get up before daylight in the woods, Pat?"
"Sure," replied Pat. "It's nothing when you're used to it. Most trappers are on the trail by break of day. The days are all too short in winter, anyway, especially when you've got a long trap line to work over. I expect Alec is on the line now. He'll be trying to get through early to-day so as to have things ready for us when we reach the cabin. It's going to be a stiff pull to-day for you fellows, and the sooner we get started the better."
As soon as breakfast was finished the toboggan was packed, the brush piled once more in front of the lean-to and the fire put out by the simple process of throwing snow on it. The cold light of the stars had given way to the colder gray of the dawn as they once more slipped on the shoes and hit the trail around Little Goose Pond. It was then that the three novices14 realized that they were indeed tenderfeet. They had not gone half a mile before it seemed as if every muscle from their thighs15 down was making individual and vigorous protest. But they were game, and if Pat guessed their feelings it was not from any word which they let drop.
Gradually the stiffness wore off, and at the end of a couple of hours they were traveling with some degree of comfort. Pat purposely set an easy pace for the first few miles and he kept a watchful16 eye on Sparrer, for whom he felt personally responsible. As a matter of fact the youngster was standing17 it even better than the other two. For one thing, he was considerably18 lighter19, and his shoes bore him up better than was the case with his companions. In places where the snow was packed he did not sink in at all, whereas the others broke through slightly, and on soft snow he did not begin to sink as far as they did. Of course this meant far less strain on his muscles, and greater ease in walking.
As they rounded the end of the pond Pat pointed20 out the place where he had been mistaken for a deer by two city boys and got a bullet through his hat. A little beyond this point they saw the first sign of life since they had entered the woods, the tracks of a hare or snow-shoe rabbit, and with them other tracks which at first glance all but Pat mistook for those of another rabbit.
"You fellows wait here a minute," said he and followed the trail into a thicket21 of young hemlocks22. A few minutes later he called to them to join him. They found him at the farther side of the thicket. At his feet the snow had been considerably disturbed, and there were some blood-stains and torn scraps23 of white fur. Beyond a single trail led to the foot of a tree and there ended.
"Marten," explained Pat briefly24 in response to the looks of inquiry25. "He ran Mr. Longlegs down here, ate his dinner and took to the trees. I've had a hunch26 that there were marten in this neck of woods, but haven't had a chance to trap them yet."
Later they put up a flock of spruce grouse27, but it was out of season and the boys had too much respect for the spirit as well as the letter of the law to be even tempted28 to shoot. After the noon lunch Pat quickened the pace somewhat. The temperature had moderated rapidly and the sky was overcast29. "It's a weather breeder, and we're in for more snow," said Pat as he scanned the sky with some appearance of anxiety. "I don't like the looks of it. We want to reach the cabin before the storm breaks, and we've got to hit it up faster in order to do it. How are your legs?"
"Still doing business," replied Hal. "The stiffness is out, but I guess I won't object to reaching that little old cabin. How about you, Walt?"
"Same here," replied Upton. "I'm game for the rest of the distance, but the cabin will look good to me, all right, all right. Hope Alec will have dinner ready. I've no sooner eaten than I'm hungry again."
"My tummy, oh, my tummy!"
began Hal, but Pat cut him short with the order to fall in, and started off at a pace which left Hal no breath to waste on doggerel30. They now buckled31 down to the trail in earnest. Pat's fears proved well grounded, for they were still some three miles from the cabin when the first needle-like particles began to hiss32 through trees and sting their faces. By the time they entered the pass to Smugglers' Hollow the tracks of Big Jim had been entirely33 obliterated34 and Pat was holding the trail by the blazed trees, a feat35 by no means easy because of the difficulty of looking ahead in the face of the storm.
In the narrow pass they stopped for a few minutes for a breathing spell. There the force of the storm was broken, but when they emerged into the Hollow they found that they must force their way into the very teeth of it. The wind had risen, and it drove the fine icy particles with a force that almost cut the exposed skin. The blinding cloud swirled36 about them and completely hid their surroundings. Pat, in the lead, partly broke the force of the storm for those behind. It seemed to them as if he must be going by blind instinct, but if he was he had a dogged confidence that was at least reassuring38. At last when it seemed to the three city lads that they simply could not push on another foot Pat stopped and raised a warning hand. "Listen!" said he.
With straining ears they listened, but for a couple of minutes heard nothing. Then seemingly out of the heart of the storm there came a faint "Hello-o!"
"Alec," said Pat briefly. "He's getting worried."
Together they gave an answering shout, but the wind seemed to snatch the sound from their lips and whirl it behind them. "No use," said Pat. "Wind's the wrong way, and we better save our breath. We'll need it. It isn't far now, and he'll keep yelling to guide us."
Once more they buckled down to the task in hand. The few minutes' respite39 had eased the weary muscles, and the sound of Alec's voice was wonderfully stimulating40. Fifteen minutes later, panting and gasping41, powdered with snow from head to feet, they stumbled up to the cabin just as Alec Smith threw open the door to renew his signals. For a second he stared, then a look of intense relief swept across his rugged42 features.
"Glory be!" he cried, springing forward and unceremoniously shoving the exhausted43 boys into the cabin. "I was feared that ye would be having to spend the night in a snowdrift. Did ye no hear me shouting?"
Pat nodded as he sank on to a stool, panting for breath. "We heard you all right, Alec, but we couldn't make you hear us because the wind was the wrong way. Besides, we didn't have any breath to spare."
But Alec wasn't listening. He was delightedly shaking hands with Walter and Hal and helping44 them to strip off their mackinaws, not forgetting Sparrer, whose presence was a surprise, Pat having sent no warning of this addition to the party.
"My, but ye be a sight for sore eyes!" he declared as he bustled45 about preparing hot chocolate and in other ways striving to make his guests comfortable. "Saving Big Jim, who spent one night here, I haven't laid eyes on a living soul since Pat left, and that was three weeks gone, though I mistrust that there be others no so very far away."
Pat looked up quickly. "What's that?" he demanded sharply.
Alec's face clouded. "I've seen signs which I dinna like. I'll be telling ye more aboot it after dinner," said he briefly.
"And the catch since I've been away?" asked Pat.
"Is no what it should be. There's na doot aboot that; it's no what it should be." The face of the young Scotchman darkened still more. Pat flashed him a look of understanding. "We'll talk that over by and by," said he. "Just now we're half famished46. My, but that stew47 smells good. I'll unpack48 while you are getting the stuff ready. With that toboggan in here there isn't room to turn around."
The toboggan had been dragged in when they first arrived and it occupied most of the available room. Walter helped him unload, piling the stuff on one of the bunks49 for the time being. Presently Alec called for their eating outfit50, confessing that his establishment didn't possess dishes enough for so many. At length he announced dinner ready and bade the four draw up to the little rough deal table spread with a piece of white oilcloth. For seats there were two five-foot benches made by splitting a log, smoothing the flat sides and inserting four stout51 birch legs in the convex side of each. These were drawn52 up on either side of the table, and at one end Alec drew up an empty box for his seat.
Alec had, as Walter expressed it, laid himself out on that dinner. There was venison stew with dumplings, and a rich thick gravy53. There were baking-powder biscuits as light as feathers. There were baked potatoes and canned string beans. And last but not least there was a great brown loaf of hot gingerbread.
"How's your tummy now?" asked Walter as Hal at last was forced to refuse a third helping of stew.
"It's too small," Hal complained. "I want more. I want a lot more, and I can't eat another mouthful."
Pat insisted on helping Alec do up the dishes and flatly refused to allow any one else take a hand, so the others spent the time in stowing away their duffle and inspecting the interior of the cabin. To Sparrer it was, of course, all new and strange. As for that, it was hardly less so to Harrison and Upton. When they had last seen it it had been windowless, doorless and the roof at the rear had been but temporarily patched. Now there was a stout door. Four small windows had been fitted into the openings left for this purpose. The temporary repairs which Pat had made on the roof at the rear end had been replaced with a permanent roof. In fact, the whole roof had been put in first class shape. The side walls had been repacked with moss54 between the logs, the four side bunks repaired and a new one built at the back, and all filled with freshly cut balsam. The floor had been repaired. So also had the fireplace and chimney. A small cupboard and shelves had been added. On the floor were two big deerskins.
But the thing which caught and held the attention of the boys most was a big bearskin which had been thrown on one of the upper bunks.
"When and where did you get him?" asked Upton eagerly.
"Shot him within less than half a mile of the cabin just before real cold weather set in," replied Alec. "He was just gettin' ready to den37 up for the winter. I misdoot he was the same one that give that young feller you called Sister the scare the day he was alone here last fall. Tracked him in a light snow and was lucky enough to see him first. Regular old he feller, and he sure took some killing55. First shot got him right back of the shoulder and made him squall a plenty, but it didna stop him. Knew by that that I had hit him and hit him hard, but the way he beat it you never'd have guessed he was hurt at all. When I see the blood on the trail I kenned56 he was hard hit and would no travel far if left alone, so I sat down and smoked a pipe. Then I took up the trail and sure enough he had laid down behind a windfall about a quarter of a mile from where I first see him. The old fox heard me coming and sneaked57 away again, but he was getting weak and didna go far before he laid down again. This time I got another shot and broke his backbone58, but at that it took two more shots to finish him. You ain't never killed a bar till he's dead. What do you think that feller Ely will say when he gits that skin?"
"Spud? Is that for Spud? Do you mean to say that you are going to send that skin to Spud Ely?" cried Walter.
Alec nodded. "I promised him a barskin when he left, and I reckon that that's hisn. Hope he'll like it."
"Like it! Alec, he'll be tickled59 silly. He wrote me that you had promised him one," cried Walter. "It's perfectly60 bully61! Good old Spud! I wish he could be here with us now to make a little sunshine. Not that we need it," he hastened to add, "but he sure would enjoy this. I bet he's green with envy if he knows that we fellows are up here now."
"He knows, all right," Hal broke in. "Wrote him when I first thought of this trip, but he couldn't get away."
"I wanted to get that skin to him for Christmas, but didn't have a chance to pack it out," explained Alec. "Guess I'll send it out when you fellers go. A little old barskin don't begin to pay what I owe that boy. If it hadn't been for him I'd probably died up there in that hide-out where he found me. And if it hadn't been for the little doctor here I'd likely have died anyway. Anyhow I'd have lost my leg. There's a barskin coming to you too, some day."
Walter flushed. It made him uncomfortable to be called the little doctor, as Alec persisted in calling him, yet at the same time he was conscious of a warm glow of pride which he tried hard to stifle62. "Pooh, Alec, that was no more than any of the other fellows would have done if I hadn't been here. You know all Scouts63 know what to do for first aid to the injured," said he.
"Just the same I don't believe there was one of us would have had the nerve to tackle that broken leg of Alec's. I wouldn't for one," declared Hal.
To relieve Walter's embarrassment64 Pat abruptly65 changed the subject. "What was that you hinted at when we first got here about signs of some one else in these diggings?" he asked, turning to Alec.
The Scotchman's face darkened. He threw a couple of big logs on the fire and then as the others made themselves comfortable he told his story briefly. For the last two weeks there had been little fur in the traps, especially on the forty mile line to the north. He had made the round of this line twice in this time with only one marten, a fox and a few rats to show for it, but he had found signs which led him to believe that some of the traps had been robbed. He was morally certain that some one had been systematically66 making the rounds of the traps, timing67 the visits so that there would be no danger of running into him and so cunningly following his trail that it was only by the closest study of the tracks that he had made sure that a stranger had been on the line. At one unsprung marten trap he had found a couple of drops of blood which indicated that there had been something in the trap. At another there had been the faint imprint68 of the body of an animal laid in the snow off at one side. In one trap he had found the foot of a muskrat69, nothing unusual in itself, but it had been cut off with a knife and not twisted or gnawed70 off.
These things he had discovered on his trip two weeks ago, and on his return trip he had thrust tiny twigs71 into the snow of the trail in such a way that they would not be noticed. On his second round from which he had returned only the day before, he had found some of these crushed into the snow, sure evidence that they had been stepped on. He had kept a sharp watch for a strange trail joining his own, but had discovered none, doubtless due to the fact that the thief or thieves had come across the bare ice of one of the lakes near the farther end of the line and then it had been an easy matter to step into his trail where it skirted the edge of the lake. On this last trip he had found an empty rifle shell which apparently72 had been dropped unnoticed.
Pat's face had hardened as he listened to the recital73. "Any signs of the bloody74 minded thaves in the Holler or on the short lines?" he asked.
Alec shook his head. "They've kept away from here. The catch on the short lines has been fair, and on the long line it ought to have been better."
Pat stood up and shook himself. "Arrah now, 'tis time I was back on me job," he growled. "Wance I lay the two hands av me on the thafe 'tis the last time he will be wantin' to look wid the eyes av envy on fur thot don't belong to him. A thafe who would shtale another man's fur would rob his own grandmother. This storm will cover up all tracks, but 'tis like there will be a chance for some real scouting75 after it is over. 'Tis thaves we'll be trappin' and not fur for a while. Did Big Jim say anything about a silver fox when he was here?"
"He told Doctor Merriam that he saw one on his way out, and we've been wondering if it was over this way," Hal broke in eagerly.
"Likely he saw it on his way out of the Hollow," replied Alec. "There's one here. I've seen him twice, but didn't get a shot. I've got traps set for him, but he's been too smart for me so far. He's a big feller, and his skin will grade No. 1 prime. If we can get him the thieves are welcome to all the rest of our furs."
"No, they're not!" retorted Pat. "They're going to fork over every pelt77 they've taken, to the smallest rat, or Pat Malone will know the reason why." He shook a big fist by way of emphasis. "Now, let's turn in and forget our troubles," he ended with a mildness that brought a general laugh.
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