In a field of mowing-grass and again in the oats he caught the rank scent4 of an enemy—luckily in time to avoid it and withdraw without being discovered. Now and again he stopped to nibble5 a bit of tempting6 herbage; but he did not settle down to feed until the small hours, when he returned to the clover. Here he remained till the first flush in the sky warned him he must seek a retreat in which to pass the day. Twice he made towards the gate as if he were leaving the field, as often retraced7 his steps, presently repaired to the spot where the clover was most luxuriant, and lay there. No sooner, however, had he sat down than he realised that the stems which shut out the sight of everything prevented him from seeing an enemy, should one approach. The lack of outlook troubled him: soon he imagined that he could hear the faint sound of a stealthy footfall. To satisfy himself that he was mistaken he kept raising his head and looking round until, unable to endure the misery9 any longer, he stole from the seat and hurried back to the highest part of the farm, where a hedge had taken his fancy as he had crossed from the barley10 to the oats.
There, amongst the coarse grasses, beneath the fronds11 of a solitary brake-fern, he sat with his face to the dawn-wind, which played with his whiskers, swayed the ears of the barley, and buffeted13 the smoke rising from the chimney of the homestead. The light was still grey, but beyond the low roof of the byre the hills stood expectant of the sun, whose fiery14 disc soon bathed summit and slope with its richest rays. The conspicuous15 heights attracted the eyes of the leveret till the orb16 rose higher and made a glory of the dew on the leaves of the tree amidst the barley; then the sparkling beads17 won and held his gaze; later the tree itself so absorbed his attention that he seemed to be wondering what it did there. It certainly was a strange place for a tree, especially for a fruit-tree, though it was not strange to the people familiar with its story. The field, or rather a part of it, had formerly18 been a garden—it is still called Johanna’s Garden; and sentiment had caused the tree to be spared, though it interfered19 with the plough and attracted badgers21 who trod down the crop.
The leveret had not been long in his form before one of these animals crossed the opposite bank, shaking the dew from the wild roses that festooned the creep, and made its way through the barley and the oats to the sett at the foot of the steep slope. Here a colony of badgers lived. The lane in the corn was their highway, and the tree a convenient stretching-post, so that next to the crowing of the cocks, the scratching noise made by powerful claws was the most familiar noise of the grey dawn. Luckily the leveret had no fear of the badgers, no more fear of them indeed than of the long-tailed tit whom he watched coming and going with food for a brood of insatiable nestlings in the near furze-bush. The cries of the young tits, all eager for the food she brought, were at times the only sound that broke the silence of the sequestered22 spot; there were days when scarcely a breath stirred, when the stalks of the barley were as motionless as the stem of the tree, and the shadow of the frond12 looked like a stain on the leveret’s coat.
He enjoyed the slumbrous peace, and revelled23 in the noonday heat that shimmered24 above the array of barley ears and veiled with a pearly haze25 valley and hills and all the land between. It was a delightful26 time, which in his innocence27 he thought would last for ever. He knew nothing of the ways of husbandry, of the harvesting of crops by the dwellers28 of the homestead, whence by day came shout and song, and where the strange light glowed in the early hours of foraging29 time. He did not know that man was lord of the earth; as little did he realise that he himself was man’s guest. His own view was quite different. He thought that the clover, the corn, and the pinks grew for him, that fern and heather flourished to afford him cover, that hedge and hill rose above the level merely to furnish him with outlook. He even thought that the sun rose to warm him, that moon and stars shone to light his steps; and he found the world a most delectable30 place, despite the number of his enemies.
A somewhat rude awakening31 befell him on the thirteenth day of his independence, when the field was invaded by the farm folk. Their coming, or rather their inrush, had nothing to do with the harvesting of the barley, which was yet green; they were drawn32 thither33 by an incident of farm life that is attended with as much noise as human beings are capable of making. The hubbub34 broke out near the house some two furlongs away. Even at that distance the din35 was disquieting36, but it grew louder and louder and caused the leveret more and more perturbation. Whilst he wondered what it all meant, a swarm37 of bees came flying over the hedge and settled on the tree. In less than a minute three boys, two men, and a woman came tumbling pell-mell over the hedge, shouting “Brownie, Brownie,” and beating frying-pans and milk-pails. The boy who led soon espied38 the cluster of bees hanging to the branch, and cried, “Here they are, faither, fastened on the old medlar-tree.”
“Th—that’s lucky, lad,” replied the father breathlessly as his face showed above the hedge, “I feared we’d seed the laist of ’em. Go and fetch a skep and my hat, and don’t forget the bellows39, for I’ve hardly a brith left in me. But, dang me,” he added angrily, on sighting the lane in the barley, “what a mess they badgers have made of the corn. It’s all through that theer tree, and down it shall come.”
“What, Johanna’s tree? Cut down Johanna’s tree? You’ll do nawthin’ of the kind, maister. ’Twas her pride, good soul, so I’ve heered granny say. Cut it down? Why, ’twould be enough to make her turn in her grave, and perhaps visit ’ee, who do knaw? And only think a minit, you’d have lost that swarm of bees, and a handsome swarm it is. Iss fay, and worth a bra bit; ‘a swarm of bees in June is worth a silver spoon,’ and you’d have lost it if the tree hadn’t been theere.”
“Well, well, Betty, most likely you’re right. I never looked at it that way.”
“Ah, maister, it don’t take much to make people forget their obligations.”
“Now, now, Betty, have done, theere’s a good woman; I spoke40 in haste. I’ll never lay hands on Johanna’s tree. And here comes our Jesse already. The lad’s as fast as a hare, and if he’s forgotten the bellows he’s remembered the cloth to ground the hive on.”
Taking the skep, the farmer shook the bees into it and laid it on the cloth which Jesse had spread at the foot of the tree. “They’ll do all right theere till the sun is gone, when I’ll come myself and fetch ’em. Now let’s make haste back and finish our fish and taties, or they’ll be too cold to be worth eating. What do you say, Dick?”
“You’re right, maister, a cold pilcher ed’n much account, nor a cold tatie nother. I’d as soon sit down to a basin of sky blue and sinker,[2] and that ed’n sayin’ much.” With that, man and master, Betty and the boys quitted the field, leaving the hare to his reflections.
The whole proceeding41 was a mystery to the timid wildling, who had kept to his seat notwithstanding Betty’s shrill42 voice and gesticulations. Some hares would have slipped away, but it was instinctive43 in him to lie close until found; a trait of his strain which went far to explain the survival of his forbears amidst the gradual disappearance44 of their kind. But though satisfied that he was not the object of the visit as he had at first feared, he was glad when the party went away and left him to solitude45. The rest of the day was without incident, save that the farmer, true to his word, came and fetched the bees at sundown.
The swarming46 of the bees and their capture was followed a week later by a further disquieting incident, the cutting of the clover. It quite took his breath away one morning when he reached the gate, to find the crop levelled and the look of the enclosure changed almost beyond recognition: the hedges too had grown so much taller. The timid fellow shrank from entering the field; indeed the presence of three rabbits feeding there would alone have sufficed to prevent it. On several occasions these very rabbits had shown themselves hostile and driven him off. Rabbits were by no means plentiful47 on his beats; he had not seen more than a score; and as for hares, he had not only not met with one, he had not crossed a single trail. He was the solitary survivor48 of his kind, with enemies on every hand. Nevertheless, confident in the protection which his wiles49 and speed afforded him, he enjoyed life to the full, roaming over the farms in the highest of spirits.
But though he exulted50 in his powers he ran no risks; even the buck51 his father had not been so wary52 as he. Whilst feeding he kept to the middle of the field, where at frequent intervals53 he sat up and looked about him, first to leeward54, then to windward, his nostrils55 working all the time, to assure himself that no enemy was near. Then he always slowed down when approaching a gate or creep, in order to learn by sight or smell whether a fox or one of the farm cats was lying in wait for him; once he winded a fox and withdrew noiselessly as a shadow, leaving the fox none the wiser. He was quick in distinguishing marauders by their footfall and by the rustling56 they made in threading the ripe corn.
With the arrival of harvest, however, he was completely puzzled by the loud outcry that arose on the farm-lands. It was always the same, and caused by the reapers57 hailing the cutting of the last sheaf.[3] Sometimes while he was in the form, sometimes when he was afoot, the silence would be broken by a voice proclaiming aloud, “I haben, I haben,” followed by many voices asking, “What have ’ee? What have ’ee?” and the instant response, “A neck, a neck,” welcomed by loud hurrahs. Save for these acclamations of farmer and farm-hands, he was wise in the lore58 of the countryside; and with knowledge came confidence, which led to his wandering farther and farther afield. He roamed as far as three miles from the seat, to which he nevertheless continued to return, until he happened on a wild bottom which the country folk have named Golden Valley.
It was a beautiful starlight night when he came to the brow overlooking it, and sat down to gaze at the mill, the pool above it, and the glimpses of stream showing in the gorse like silver stitched on black velvet60. A will o’ the wisp was flitting to and fro near the bend of the valley, and a white owl59 was searching the stubble before the miller61’s cottage; otherwise nothing stirred; so presently the leveret made his way down and down the rugged62 hillside to the stream. This he followed as far as the mill-pool; then, after glancing round the rushy margin63, he retraced his steps and crossed the stream below the mill. Sometimes along the bank, sometimes within a stone’s throw as the bushes allowed, he held on to the swampy64 ground where the weird65 light still floated hither and thither and, passing between patches of iris66 and watermint, came to some mounds67 carpeted with thyme, on which he remained to feed. From there he overlooked a sheet of water, half-circled with alders69, a fowler’s hut peeping from beneath a cluster of them. No bird rested on the water, which was marked only by the rings made by trout70 rising at the white moths71 that came within their reach. It was a very peaceful scene, with no breath of wind to diffuse72 the scent given out by meadow-sweet and camomile.
The hungry fellow nibbled73 unceasingly at the aromatic74 herb, avoiding the glow-worms which dotted the mounds. On the furze they were even more numerous, so that their golden-green lamps lit up the beads of dew on the spiders’ webs. But the leveret rarely interrupted his feast to look about him; only once did he scratch his ears, and whilst so engaged had his attention attracted by a shrill whistle from the stream below the pool. Turning his head, he saw an otter75 and two cubs76 come over the bank which dammed the pool, and enter the water with so little disturbance77 as to make them seem uncanny. When they dived, their progress would have been most difficult to follow had it not been for the leaping of the trout, for the waves they raised were hardly noticeable even where the water was shallowest. The otters78 rose at different parts of the pool, each with a trout in its mouth, swam to the bank, and there lay at full length to devour79 their take. After fishing for nearly half an hour the animals fell to playing, now in the water, now on the bank, at times even in the open spaces among the bushes. From one of these the cubs espied the leveret. At once ceasing their gambols80, they watched him nibble the herbage, their nostrils working all the time. The leveret, who showed no fear of the strange, short-legged creatures, was still feeding when the otter recalled her cubs and led them up the stream, but he was nearly satisfied, and shortly made his way along the dam and up the opposite hill to the downs, over which he kept wandering and wandering as if in search of a seat. Yet this was not his object. He had already made up his mind where he would pass the coming day, took the hint from a homing badger20 that it was time to be ensconced, returned to the valley, and hid amongst the rushes bordering the mill-pool, at a spot almost midway between the inflow and the hatch.
He had hardly settled down when the otter and her cubs hurried by along the opposite bank, on their way to a reedy marsh81 a mile above. Then all was quiet till, at peep of day, a kingfisher came and fished from a branch of the alder68 overhanging the inflow; the tinkle82 of the water as she struck it made a pretty sound in the silent dawn. Later, just as the smoke rose from the miller’s chimney, a moorhen led out her brood as if to teach them the geography of the pool, for she kept taking them from creeklet to creeklet till the miller came to raise the hatch and drove them all away. The hum of the water-wheel brought back to the leveret’s memory the swarm of bees and the unforgettable din of the reapers; but if he looked for the invasion of his new quarters by a posse of men and boys he must have been agreeably disappointed when, early in the forenoon, there came only a solitary angler, whose entry was so noiseless as scarcely to disturb the peace of the quiet spot. Indeed the newcomer stood for a second or two surveying the pool from the opening between the withies before the leveret was aware of his presence. On the discovery the timid creature thought, naturally enough, that the pair of restless black eyes were scanning the bank in search of him; he did not know they were drawn now here, now there, by the rising trout. The angler was a tall, spare man of aquiline84 features, attired85 in grey tweed suit and wearing a dove-coloured top-hat, about which some fly-casts were neatly86 wound. His upright figure, thick black curly hair, in which the few grey hairs seemed out of place, above all the comeliness87 of face, marked him as a man between thirty and forty years of age. So one would have judged as he stood, though the ease with which he leapt the ditch to the sedges spoke rather of twenty-five.
He took his position on the turfy bank over against the leveret, and at once began whipping together the three pieces of the rod he had removed from the cloth case, working with extreme haste as if he feared that the fish would cease to rise before he was ready. When the joints88 were securely tied, he fixed89 the reel, ran the line through the rings, and attached the cast with coch-y-bondhu for end fly, and red palmer for dropper. Surely he is too impatient to soak the gut90 before casting; no, he flings it into the little creek83 at his side and, to kill the time of waiting, paces nervously91 up and down the bank. After four turns he took up the rod and began casting, the flies falling lightly on the rippled92 surface. At the third throw he was fast in a fish, but just failed to steer93 it clear of a bed of weeds for which it made, and consequently lost it. At the very next cast, when the flies fell close to the hatch, he rose and hooked a bigger fish. This leapt out of the water and broke its hold. He was much vexed94, as the suddenly compressed lips showed, but as he was about to give vent8 to his feelings a still larger fish rose under the bank, close to the leveret. This sight checked the word on the very tip of his tongue. The cast, a long one even from the edge of the bank to which he now moved up, was rendered difficult if not impossible by the withies, which twice caught the tail-fly at the beginning of the forward cast and as often caused the Squire95 to give utterance96 to a monosyllable delivered with staccato sharpness. At length he succeeded in clearing the withies and getting the line out to its full length. It was a good, clean cast, and would have been perfect had the pool been a yard wider; as it was, the coch-y-bondhu caught in the rushes and, despite the coaxing97 treatment to which the Squire subjected it, refused to come away, the only result being to alarm the hare and raise the ire of the angler. Worse was to come; for presently the trout, which kept rising with irritating persistence98, seized the dropper, hooked itself, and in the violent struggle that followed broke the tackle and got away with the red palmer in its jaw99.
The situation was beyond the power of words, and it was strange to see how the Squire met it. He dashed the rod to the ground, he paced up and down the bank like a man demented, he shook his fist at the withies, he shook it at the rushes, and kept shaking it till at length, after having beaten a path on the turf, he had worked off his rage. Then he sat down on the bank, filled his pipe and blew clouds of smoke. The tobacco had a soothing100 effect: soon he was debating with himself whether to break the cast or go and release the hook. He resolved to go round, but first he would try to free it where he sat. So he took up the rod, flicked101 the line, and then, as bad luck would have it, the fly came away. Yes, it was bad luck, for few things would have surprised and delighted the Squire more than the sight of a hare, whom he must have disturbed had he been compelled to go round. He would have been thrilled by the discovery that the hare was not, as he believed, extinct on his land. But it was a joy postponed102; he was to see the hare before the year was out, in circumstances as different from those as imagination can conceive.
And meanwhile the hare, whose immunity103 from molestation104 had been remarkable105, was destined106 to undergo a series of terrible trials, the first of which, strangely enough, befell it that very night.
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70 trout | |
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71 moths | |
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74 aromatic | |
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76 cubs | |
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80 gambols | |
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81 marsh | |
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82 tinkle | |
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83 creek | |
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86 neatly | |
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92 rippled | |
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99 jaw | |
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103 immunity | |
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