Bare posts hacked6 to the ground were all that remained of Fort Gibraltar's old wall. I had not gone many paces across the former courtyard, when voices sounded from the gravel-pit that had once done duty as a cellar. The next thing I noticed was the shaggy face of Louis Laplante bobbing above the ground. With other vagabond wanderers, the Frenchman had evidently been rummaging7 old Nor'-West vaults8.
"Tra-la, comrade," he shouted, leaping out of the cellar as soon as he saw me. "I, Louis Laplante, son of a seigneur, am resurrecting. I was a Plante! Now I'm a Louis d'or, fresh coined from the golden vein9 of dazzling wit.[Pg 314] Once we were men, but they drowned us in a wine-barrel like your lucky dog of an English prince. Now we're earth-goblins re-incarnate! Behold10 gnomes11 of the mine! Knaves12 of the nethermost13 depths, tra-la! Vampires14 that suck the blood of whisky-cellars and float to the skies with dusky wings and dizzy heads! Laugh with us, old solemncholy! See the ground spin! Laugh, I say, or be a hitching-post, and we'll dance the May-pole round you! We're vampires, comrade, and you're our cousin, for you're a bat," and Louis applauded his joke with loud, tipsy laughter and staggered up to me drunk as a lord. His heavy breath and bloodshot eyes testified what he had found under the rubbish heaps of Fort Gibraltar's cellar. Embracing me with the affection of a long-lost brother, he rattled15 on with a befuddled16, meaningless jargon17.
"So the knife cut well, did it? And the Sioux did not eat you by inches, beginning with your thumbs? Ha! Très bien! Very good taste! You were not meant for feasts, my solemncholy? Some men are monuments. That's you, mine frien'! Some are champagne18 bottles that uncork, zip, fizz, froth, stars dancing round your head! That's me! 'Tis I, Louis Laplante, son of a seigneur, am that champagne bottle!"
Pausing for breath, he drew himself erect19 with ridiculous pomposity20. Now there are times when the bravest and wisest thing a brave and wise man can do is take to his heels. I have heard my Uncle Jack21 MacKenzie say that vice22 and liquor and[Pg 315] folly23 are best frustrated24 by flight; and all three seemed to be embodied25 in Louis Laplante that night. A stupid sort of curiosity made me dally26 with the mischief27 brewing28 in him, just as the fly plays with the spider-web, or the fish with a baited hook.
"There's a fountain-spout in Nor'-West vaults for those who know where to tap the spigot, eh, Louis?" I asked.
"I'm a Hudson's Bay man and to the conqueror29 comes the tribute," returned Louis, sweeping30 me a courtly bow.
"I hope such a generous conqueror draws all the tribute he deserves. Do you remember how you saved my life twice from the Sioux, Louis?"
"Generous," shouted the Frenchman, drawing himself up proudly, "generous to mine enemy, always magnificent, grand, superb, as becomes the son of a seigneur! Now I pay you back, rich, well, generous."
"Nonsense, Louis," I expostulated. "'Tis I who am in your debt. I owe you my life twice over. How shall I pay you?" and I made to go down to my canoe.
"Pay me?" demanded Louis, thrusting himself across my path in a menacing attitude. "Stand and pay me like a man!"
"I am standing," I laughed. "Now, how shall I pay you?"
"Strike!" ordered Louis, launching out a blow which I barely missed. "Strike, I say, for kicking me, the son of a seigneur, like a pig!"[Pg 316]
At that, half a dozen more drunken vagabonds of the Hudson's Bay service reeled up from the cellar pit; and I began to understand I was in for as much mischief as a young man could desire. The fellows were about us in a circle, and now, that it was too late, I was quite prepared like the fly and the fish to seek safety in flight.
"Sink his canoe," suggested one; and I saw that borrowed craft swamped.
"Strike! Sacredie! I pay you back generous," roared Louis. "How can I, Louis Laplante, son of a seigneur, strike a man who won't hit back?"
"And how can I strike a man who saved my life?" I urged, trying to mollify him. "See here, Louis, I'm on a message for my company to-night. I can't wait. Some other day you can pay me all you like—not to-night, some-other-time——"
"Some-oder-time! No—never! Some-oder-time—'tis the way I pay my own debts, always some-oder-time, and I never not pay at all. You no some-oder-time me, comrade! Louis knows some-oder-time too well! He quit his cups some-oder-time and he never quit, not at all! He quit wild Indian some-oder-time, and he never quit, not at all! And he go home and say his confess to the curé some-oder-time, and he never go, not at all! And he settle down with a wife and become a grand seigneur some-oder-time, and he never settle down at all!"
"Good night, Laplante! I have business for[Pg 317] the company. I must go," I interrupted, trying to brush through the group that surrounded us.
"So have we business for the company, the Hudson's Bay Company, and you can't go," chimed in one of the least intoxicated31 of the rival trappers; and they closed about me so that I had not striking room.
"Are you men looking for trouble?" I asked, involuntarily fingering my pistol belt.
"No—we're looking for the Nor'-West brigade billed to pass from Fort William to Athabasca," jeered32 the boldest of the crowd, a red-faced, middle-aged33 man with blear eyes. "We're looking for the Nor'-Westers' express," and he laughed insolently34.
"You don't expect to find our brigades in Fort Gibraltar's cellar," said I, backing away from them and piecing this latest information to what I had already heard of plots and conspiracies35.
Forthwith I felt strong hands gripping both my arms like a vise and the coils of a rope were about me with the swiftness of a lasso. My first impulse was to struggle against the outrage36; but I was beginning to learn the service of open ears and a closed mouth was often more valuable than a fighter's blows. Already I had ascertained37 from their own lips that the Hudson's Bay intended to molest38 our north-bound brigade.
"Well," said I, with a laugh, which surprised the rascals39 mightily40, "now you've captured your elephant, what do you propose to do with him?"
Without answering, the men shambled down to[Pg 318] the landing place of the fort, jostling me along between the red-faced man and Louis Laplante.
"I consider this a scurvy41 trick, Louis," said I. "You've let me into a pretty scrape with your idiotic42 heroics about paying back a fancied grudge43. To save a mouse from the tigers, Louis, and then feed him to your cats! Fie, man! I like your son-of-a-seigneur ideas of honor!"
"Ingrate44! Low-born ingrate," snapped the Frenchman, preparing to strike one of his dramatic attitudes, "if I were not the son of a seigneur, and you a man with bound arms, you should swallow those words," and he squared up to me for a second time. "If you won't fight, you shan't run away——"
"Off with your French brag45," ordered the soberest of the Hudson's Bay men, catching46 Louis by the scruff of his coat and spinning him out of the way. "There'll be neither fighting nor running away. It is to Fort Douglas we'll take our fine spy."
"I'll go with pleasure," I returned, thinking that Frances Sutherland and Hamilton and Father Holland were good enough company to compensate48 for any captivity49. "With pleasure, and 'tis not the first time I'll have found friends in the Hudson's Bay fort."
At that speech, the red-faced man, who seemed to be the ringleader, eyed me narrowly. We all embarked50 on a rickety raft, that would, I declare, have drowned any six sober men who risked[Pg 319] their lives on it; but drunk men and children seem to do what sober, grown folk may not are.
How Louis Laplante was for fighting a duel51 en route with the man, who spoke52 of "French brag" and was only dissuaded53 from his purpose by the raft suddenly teetering at an angle of forty-five degrees with the water, which threatened to toboggan us all into mid-river; how I was then stationed in the centre and the other men distributed equally on each side of the raft to maintain balance; how we swung out into the Red, rocking with each shifting of the crew and were treated to a volley of objurgations from the red-faced man—I do not intend to relate. This sort of melodrama54 may be seen wherever there are drunken men, a raft and a river. The men poled only fitfully, and we were driven solely by the current. It was dark long before we had neared Fort Douglas and the waters swished past with an inky, glassy sheen that vividly56 recalled the murky57 pool about the beaver-dam. And yet I had no fear, but drifted along utterly58 indifferent to the termination of the freakish escapade in which I had become involved. Nature mercifully sets a limit to human capacity for suffering; and I felt I had reached that limit. Nothing worse could happen than had happened, at least, so I told myself, and I awaited with cynical59 curiosity what might take place inside the Hudson's Bay fort. Then a shaft60 of lantern light pierced the dark, striking aslant61 the river, and the men[Pg 320] began poling hard for Fort Douglas wharf62. We struck the landing with a bump, disembarked, passed the sentinel at the gate and were at the entrance to the main building.
"You kick me here," said Louis. "I pay you back here!"
"What are you going to do with him?" asked the soberest man of the red-faced leader.
"Hand him over to Governor Semple for a spy."
"The governor's abed. Besides, they don't want him about to hear H. B. secrets when the Nor'-West brigade's a-coming! You'd better get sobered up, yez hed! That's my advice to yez, before going to Governor Semple," and the prudent63 trapper led the way inside. To the fore55 was the main stairway, on the right the closed store, and on the left a small apartment which the governor had fitted up as a private office. For some unaccountable reason—the same reason, I suppose, that mischief is always awaiting the mischief-maker—the door to this office had been left ajar and a light burned inside. 'Twas Louis, ever alert, when mischief was abroad, who tip-toed over to the open door, poked64 his head in and motioned his drunken companions across the sacred precincts of Governor Semple's private room. I was loath65 to be a party to this mad nonsense, but the fly and the fish should have thought of results before venturing too near strange coils. The red-faced fellow gave me a push. The sober man muttered, "Better come, or they'll raise a[Pg 321] row," and we were all within the forbidden place, the door shut and bolted.
To city folk, used to the luxuries of the east, I dare say that office would have seemed mean enough. But the men had been so long away from leather chairs, hair-cloth sofa, wall mirror, wine decanter and other odds66 and ends which furnish a gentleman's living apartments that the very memory of such things had faded, and that small room, with its old-country air, seemed the vestibule to another world.
"Sump—too—uss—ain't it?" asked the sober man with bated breath and obvious distrust of his tongue.
"Mag—nee—feque! M. Louis Laplante, look you there," cried the Frenchman, catching sight of his full figure in the mirror and instantly striking a pose of admiration67. Then he twirled fiercely at both ends of his mustache till it stood out with the wire finish of a Parisian dandy.
The red-faced fellow had permitted me, with arms still tied, to walk across the room and sit on the hair-cloth sofa. He was lolling back in the governor's armchair, playing the lord and puffing68 one of Mr. Semple's fine pipes.
"We are gentlemen adventurers of the ancient and honorable Hudson's Bay Company, gentlemen adventurers," he roared, bringing his fist down with a thud on the desk. "We hereby decree that the Fort William brigade be captured, that the whisky be freely given to every dry-throated lad in the Hudson's Bay Company, that[Pg 322] the Nor'-Westers be sent down the Red on a raft, that this meeting raftify this dissolution, afterwards moving—seconding—and unanimously amending——"
"Adjourning—you mean," interrupted one of the orator's audience.
"I say," called one, who had been dazed by the splendor69, "how do you tell which is the lookin' glass and which is the window?" And he looked from the window on one side to its exact reflection, length and width, directly opposite.
The puzzle was left unsolved; for just then Louis Laplante found a flask70 of liquor and speedily divided its contents among the crowd—which was not calculated to clear up mysteries of windows and mirrors among those addle-pates. Dull wit may be sport for drunken men, but it is mighty71 flat to an onlooker72, and I was out of patience with their carousal73.
"The governor will be back here presently, Louis," said I.
"Tired of being a tombstone, ha—ha! Better be a champagne bottle!" he laughed with slightly thickened articulation74 and increased unsteadiness in his gait.
"If you don't hide that bottle in your hand, there'll be a big head and a sore head for you men to-morrow morning." I rose to try and get them out of the office; but a sober man with tied arms among a drunken crew is at a disadvantage.[Pg 323]
"Ha—old—wise—sh—head! To—be—sh—shure! Whur—d'—y'—hide—it?"
"Throw it out of the window," said I, without the slightest idea of leading him into mischief.
"Whish—whish—ish—the window, Rufush?" asked Louis imploringly75.
The last potion had done its work and Louis was passing from the jovial76 to the pensive77 stage. He would presently reach a mood which might be ugly enough for a companion in bonds. Was it this prospect78, I wonder, or the mischievous79 spirit pervading80 the very air from the time I reached the ruins that suggested a way out of my dilemma81?
"Throw it out of the window," said I, ignoring his question and shoving him off.
"Whish—ish—the window—dammie?" he asked, holding the bottle irresolutely82 and looking in befuddled distraction83 from side to side of the room.
"Thur—both—windows—fur as I see," said the man, who had been sober, but was no longer so.
"Throw it through the back window! Folks comin' in at the door won't see it."
The red-faced man got up to investigate, and all faith in my plan died within me; but the lantern light was dusky and the red-faced man could no longer navigate84 a course from window to mirror.
"There's a winder there," said he, scratching his head and looking at the window reflected in perfect proportion on the mirrored surface.[Pg 324]
"And there's a winder there," he declared, pointing at the real window. "They're both winders and they're both lookin'-glasses, for I see us all in both of them. This place is haunted. Lem-me out!"
"Take thish, then," cried Louis, shoving the bottle towards him and floundering across to the door to bar the way. "Take thish, or tell me whish—ish—the window."
"Both winders, I tell you, and both lookin'-glasses," vowed85 the man. The other four fellows declined to express an opinion for the very good reason that two were asleep and two befuddled beyond questioning.
"See here, Louis," I exclaimed, "there's only one way to tell where to throw that bottle."
"Yesh, Rufush," and he came to me as if I were his only friend on earth.
"The bottle will go through the window and it won't go through the mirror," I began.
"Dammie—I knew that," he snapped out, ready to weep.
"Well—you undo86 these things," nodding to the ropes about my arms, "and I'll find out which opens, and the one that opens is the window, and you can throw out the bottle."
"The very thing, Rufush, wise—sh—head—old—old—ol' solemncholy," and he ripped the ropes off me.
Now I offer no excuse for what I did. I could have opened that window and let myself out some distance ahead of the bottle, without involving[Pg 325] Louis and his gang in greater mischief. What I did was not out of spite to the governor of a rival company; but mischief, as I said, was in the very air. Besides, the knaves had delayed me far into midnight, and I had no scruples87 about giving each twenty-four hours in the fort guardroom. I took a precautionary inspection88 of the window-sash. Yes, I was sure I could leap through, carrying out sash and all.
"Hurry—ol' tombshtone—governor—sh-comin'," urged Louis.
"This doesn't open," said I, which was quite true, for I did not try to budge90 it. Then I went across to the mirror. "Neither does this," said I.
"Wha'—wha'—'ll—we do—Rufush?"
"I'll tell you. You can jump through a window but not through a glass. Now you count—one two—three,"—this to the red-faced man—"and when you say 'three' I'll give a run and jump. If I fall back, you'll know it's the mirror, and fling the bottle quick through the other. Ready, count!"
"One," said the red-faced man.
Louis raised his arm and I prepared for a dash.
"Two!"
Louis brought back his arm to gain stronger sweep.
"Three!"
I gave a leap and made as though I had fallen[Pg 326] back. There was the pistol-shot splintering of bottle and mirror crashing down to the floor. The window frame gave with a burst, and I was outside rushing past the sleepy sentinel, who poured out a volley of curses after me.
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