Eastern notions of propriety3 still clung to me. Of this I had immediate4 proof. When our rough crews were preparing to re-embark for the north, I was shocked beyond measure to see this frail5 girl come down with her father to travel in our company. Not counting her father, the priest, Duncan Cameron, Cuthbert Grant and myself, there were in our party three-score reckless, uncurbed adventurers, who feared neither God nor man. I thought it strange of a father to expose his daughter to the bold gaze, coarse remarks, and perhaps insults of such men. Before the end of that trip, I was to learn a lesson in western chivalry7, which is not easily explained, or forgotten. As father and daughter were waiting to take their[Pg 132] places in a boat, a shapeless, flat-footed woman, wearing moccasins—probably the half-breed wife of some trader in the fort—ran to the water's edge with a parcel of dainties, and kissing the girl on both cheeks, wished her a fervent8 God-speed.
"Oh!" growled9 the young Nor'-Wester, who had been carried from the banquet hall, and now wore the sour expression that is the aftermath of banquets. "Look at that fat lump of a bumblebee distilling10 honey from the rose! There are others who would appreciate that sort of thing! This is the wilderness11 of lost opportunities!"
The girl seated herself in a canoe, where the only men were Duncan Cameron, her father and the native voyageurs; and I dare vouch12 a score of young traders groaned13 at the sight of this second lost opportunity.
"Look, Gillespie! Look!" muttered my comrade of the banquet hall. "The Little Statue set up at the prow14 of yon canoe! I'll wager15 you do reverence16 to graven images all the way to Red River!"
"I'll wager we all do," said I.
And we did. To change the metaphor—after the style of Mr. Jack17 MacKenzie's eloquence—I warrant there was not a young man of the eight crews, who did not regard that marble-cold face at the prow of the leading canoe, as his own particular guiding star. And the white face beneath the broad-brimmed hat, tied down at each side in the fashion of those days, was as serenely19 unconscious[Pg 133] of us as any star of the heavenly constellations20. If she saw there were objects behind her canoe, and that the objects were living beings, and the living beings men, she gave no evidence of it. Nor was the Little Statue—as we had got in the habit of calling her—heartless. In spite of the fears which she entertained for her stern father, her filial affection was a thing to turn the lads of the crews quite mad. Scarcely were we ashore21 at the different encampments before father and daughter would stroll off arm in arm, leaving the whole brigade envious22 and disconsolate23. Was it the influence of this slip of a girl, I wonder, that a curious change came over our crews? The men still swore; but they did it under their breath. Fewer yarns24 of a quality, which need not be specified25, were told; and certain kinds of jokes were no longer greeted with a loud guffaw26. Still we all thought ourselves mightily27 ill-used by that diminutive28 bundle of independence, and some took to turning the backs of their heads in her direction when she chanced to come their way. One young spark said something about the Little Statue being a prig, which we all invited him to repeat, but he declined. Had she played the coquette under the innocent mask of sympathy and all other guiles with which gentle slayers ambush29 strong hearts, I dare affirm there would have been trouble enough and to spare. Suicides, fights, insults and worse, I have witnessed when some fool woman with a fair face came among such men. "Fool" woman, I say, rather than "false";[Pg 134] for to my mind falsity in a woman may not be compared to folly30 for the utter be-deviling of men.
With our guiding star at the prow of the fore6 canoe, we continued to wind among countless31 islands, through narrow, rocky channels and along those endless water-ways, that stretch like a tangled32, silver chain with emerald jewels, all the way from the Great Lakes to the plains. Somewhere along Rainy River, where there is an oasis33 of rolling, wooded meadows in a desert of iron rock, we pitched our tents for the night. The evening air was fragrant34 with the odor of summer's early flowers. I could not but marvel35 at the almost magical growth in these far northern latitudes36. Barely a month had passed since snow enveloped37 the earth in a winding38 sheet, and I have heard old residents say that the winter's frost penetrated39 the ground for a depth of four feet. Yet here we were in a very tropic of growth run riot and the frost, which still lay beneath the upper soil, was thawing40 and moistening the succulent roots of a wilderness of green. The meadow grass, swaying off to the forest margin41 in billowy ripples42, was already knee-high. The woods were an impenetrable mass of foliage43 from the forest of ferns about the broad trunks to the high tree-tops, nodding and fanning in the night breeze like coquettish dames44 in an eastern ball-room. Everywhere—at the river bank, where our tents stood, above the long grass, and in the forest—clear, faint and delicate, like the bloom of[Pg 135] a fair woman's cheek, or the pensive45 theme of some dream fugue, or the sweet notes of some far-off, floating harmonies, was an odor of hidden flowers. A trader's nature is, of necessity, rough in the grain, but it is not corrupt46 with the fevered joys of the gilded47 cities. Even we could feel the call of the wilds to come and seek. It was not surprising, therefore, that after supper father and daughter should stroll away from the encampment, arm in arm, as usual. As their figures passed into the woods, the girl broke away from her father's arm and stooped to the ground.
"Pickin' flowers," was the laconic48 remark of the trader, who had helped me with Louis Laplante on the beach; and the man lay back full length against a rising knoll49 to drink in the delicious freshness of the night. Every man of us watched the vanishing forms.
"Smell violets?" asked a heterogeneous50 combination of sun-brown and buckskin.
"This ground's a perfect wheat-field of violets," exclaimed the whiskered youngster.
"Lots o' Mayflowers and night-shades in the bush," declared a ragged51 man, who was one of the worst gamblers in camp, and was now aimlessly shuffling52 a greasy53, bethumbed pack of cards.
"Oh!" came simultaneously54 from half a dozen. Personally, it struck me one might pick flowers for a certain purpose in the bush without being observed.
"Aye, babe! Mayflowers in June! May is June in these here regions," asserted the man. "Ladies-and-gentlemen, too, many's you could pick in the bush!"
"Ladies-and-gentlemen! Sounds funny in this desert, don't it?" asked the lad. "What are ladies-and-gentlemen?"
"Don't you know?" continued the gambler, unfolding a curious lore56 of flowers. "Those little potty, white things, split up the middle with a green head on top—grow under ferns. Come on. Cards are ready! Who's going to play?"
"Durn it! Them's Dutchman's breeches!" exclaimed the sun-browned trapper. "O Goll! If that Little Stature57 finds any Dutchman's breeches, she that's so scared of us men! O Goll! Won't she blush? Say, babe, why don't y'r fill y'r hat with 'em and put 'em in her tent?" and the big trapper set up a hoarse58 guffaw which led a general chorus. Then the men gathered round, to play.
"Faith, lads!" interrupted the voice of the Irish priest, who had come upon the group so quietly the gambler scarcely had time to tuck the tell-tale cards under his buckskin smock, "I'm thinking ye've all developed a mighty59 sudden interest in botany. Are there any bleeding hearts in the bush?"
"There may be here," suggested the boy.
"Oh! You and your Stature and Statute![Pg 137] Why can't you say Statue?" asked the lad with the pompous61 scorn of youthful knowledge.
"Because, oh, babe with the chicken-down," answered the man, giving his corrector a thud with his broad palm and sticking heroically by his slip of the tongue, "I says the words I means and don't play no prig. She don't pay more attention to you than if you wuz a stump63, that's why she's a statue, ain't it? And the fellows've got to stretch their necks to come up to her ideas of what's proper, that's why she's a stature, ain't it? And not a man of us, if His Reverence'll excuse me for saying so, dare let out a cuss afore her. That's why she's a statute, ain't it?"
And when I walked off to the bush with as great a show of indifference64 as I could muster65, I heard the priest crying "Bravo!" to the man's defence. How came it that I was in the woods slushing through damp mold up to my ankles in black ooze66? I no longer had any fear of an ambushed67 enemy; for Le Grand Diable, the knave68, had forfeited69 his wages and deserted70 at Fort William. He was not seen after the night of the meeting with the Hudson's Bay canoe off the flats. I drew Father Holland's attention to this, and the priest was no longer so sceptical about that phantom71 boat. But it was not of these things I thought, as I tore a great strip of bark from the trunk of a birch tree and twisted the piece into a huge cornucopia72. Nor had I the slightest expectation of encountering father and daughter in the woods. That marble face was[Pg 138] too much in earnest for the vainest of men to suppose its indifference assumed; and no matter how fair the eyes, no man likes to be looked at, by eyes that do not see him, or see him only as a blur73 on the landscape. Still that marble face stood for much that is dear to the roughest of hearts and about which men do not talk. So I went on packing damp moss74 into the bottom of the bark horn, arranging frail lilies and night shades about the rim18 and laying a solid pyramid of violets in the centre. The mold, through which I was floundering, seemed to merge75 into a bog76; but the lower reaches were hidden by a thicket77 of alder78 bushes and scrub willows79. I mounted a fallen tree and tried to get cautiously down to some tempting80 lily-pads. Evidently some one else on the other side of the brush was after those same bulbs; for I heard the sucking sound of steps plunging81 through the mire82 of water and mud.
"Why, Gillespie," called a voice, "what in the world are you doing here?" and the boy emerged through the willows gaping83 at me in astonishment84.
"Just what I want to know of you," said I.
He presented a comical figure. His socks and moccasins had been tied and slung85 round his neck. With trousers rolled to his knees, a hatful of water-lilies in one hand and a sheaf of ferns in the other, he was wading86 through the swamp.
"You see," he began sheepishly. "I thought she couldn't—couldn't conveniently get these for[Pg 139] herself, and it would be kind of nice—kind of nice—you know—to get some for her——"
"You know, Gillespie," he continued quite confidentially88, "when a man's been away from his mother and sisters for years and years and years——"
"Yes, I know, babe; you're an octogenarian," I interrupted.
"And feels himself going utterly89 to the bow-wows without any stop-gear to keep him from bowling90 clean to the bottom, a person feels like doing something decent for a girl like the Little Statue," and the youth plucked half a dozen yellow flowers as well as the coveted91 white ones. "Have some for your basket," said he. His face was puckered92 into pathetic gravity. "It's so hanged easy to go to the bow-wows out here," he added.
"Not so easy as in the towns," I interjected.
"Ah! but I've been there, gone all through 'em in the towns," he explained. "That's why the pater packed me off to this wilderness."
And that, thought I, is why the west gets all the credit for the wild oats gathered in old lands and sown in the new world. I pulled him up to the log on which I was balanced, and seating himself he dangled93 his feet down and began to souse the mud off his toes.
"Say!" he exclaimed. "How are you going to get 'em to her?"[Pg 140]
"Take them to the tent."
"Well, Gillespie, when you take yours up, take mine along, too, will you? There's a good fellow! Do!" He was drawing on his socks.
"Can't say I think he would."
"He'd let you hear about it to all eternity96, too, wouldn't he?" reflected the lad. "Come on, then; but you go first." And he followed me up the log, both of us feeling like shame-faced schoolboys. We stole into the tent, the one tent of all others that had interest for us that night, and deposited our burden of flowers on the couch of buffalo97 robes.
"Hurry," whispered my companion. "Stack these ferns round somewhere! Hurry! She'll be back." And leaving me to do the arranging he bolted for the tent flaps. "Oh! Open earth and swallow me!" he almost screamed, and I heard the sound of two persons coming in violent collision at the entrance.
"The babe, as I live! The rascally98 young broth99 of a babe! Ye rogue100, ye!" burred the deep bass101 tones of the trader whom I had met over Louis Laplante. "What are ye doin' here?"
"Oh, is it only you? Thank fortune!" ejaculated the boy, dodging102 back. "What are you doing yourself? Great guns! You scared the[Pg 141] wits out of me! Ho! Here's a lark103! Gillespie, my pal62, look here!" I turned to see the sheepish, guilty, smirking104 faces of the trader, the rough-tongued, sunburned trapper and the ragged gambler grouped at the entrance, and each man's arms were full of flowers.
"Well, I'm durned!" began the rough man.
"As she's jack-spotted us all," drawled the gentle, liquid tones of the gambler, "we'd better go ahead and——"
"And decorate a bit of statuary," shouted the lad with a laugh.
It was a long tent, like the booth of a fair, with supports at each end, and we were festooning it from pole to pole with moss and ferns when somebody rasped at the door. "Mon alive! What's goin' on here?" We started from our work with the guilty alacrity105 of burglars. There stood Frances Sutherland's father, much aghast at the proceedings106, and by his side was a face with cheeks flaming poppy red and lips twitching107 in merriment. There was a sudden snow-storm of flowers being tossed down, and five men brushed past the two spectators and dashed into the hiding of gathering108 dusk. At the foot of the knoll I ran against the priest.
"That," roared Father Holland, shaking with laughter. "That's what I call good stuff in the rough! Faith, but ye'll give me good stuff in the rough. I want none o' yer gilded chivalry from the tinsel towns!"
There was a wreath of night-shades in the Little[Pg 142] Statue's hat when the canoes set out next morning. Mayflowers were at her throat, violets in her girdle and I know not what in a basket at her feet. The face was unconscious of us as ever, but about the downcast eyelids109 played a tender gentleness which was not there before. Once I caught her glancing back among us as if she would pick out the culprits; and when her eyes for a moment rested on me, my heart set up a silly thumping111. But she looked just as pointedly112 at the others, and I know every man's heart of them responded; for the boy began such a floundering I thought he would spill his canoe. A quick trip brought us to the mouth of Red River, where the Hudson's Bay voyageurs under Colin Robertson were resting. Here I was surprised to learn that Eric Hamilton had not waited but had hastened up Red River to Fort Douglas. I could not but connect this southward move of his with the sudden flight of Le Grand Diable from Fort William.
After brief pause at the foot of Lake Winnipeg, our brigade turned southward and made speed up the Red through the rush-grown sedgy swamps which over-flood the river bed. Farther south the banks towered high and smoke curled up from the huts of Lord Selkirk's settlers. Women with nets in their hands to scare off myriad113 blackbirds that clouded the air, and men from the cornfields ran to the river edge and cheered us as we passed. Here the Sutherlands landed. Some of the traders thought it a good omen110, that Hudson's Bay settlers[Pg 143] cheered Nor'-Wester brigades; but in one bend of the muddy Red, the bastions of Fort Douglas, where Governor McDonell of the rival company ruled, loomed114 up and the guns pointing across the river wore anything but a welcome look.
We passed Fort Douglas unmolested, followed the Red a mile farther to its junction115 with the Assiniboine and here disembarked at Fort Gibraltar, the headquarters of the Nor'-Westers in Red River.
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