brought it smartly down on the backs of the whole team, which started
off with a yelp, and also with a bound that well-nigh left Tumbler and
Pussi behind. But she was not quick enough for Ujarak, who exclaimed
with a laugh, as he leaped on to the sledge and assumed the place of
driver--
"I too am fond of trapping, and will go with you."
He took the whip from Kabelaw, and guided the team.
A few minutes, at the speed they were going, brought them close to a
point or cape which, in the form of a frowning cliff two or three
hundred feet high, jutted out into the sea. To round this, and place
the great cape between them and the village, was Ujarak's aim. The ice
was comparatively smooth and unbroken close to the land.
"See!" exclaimed Nunaga, pointing towards the bushes on shore; "the trap
is there. That is the place."
Ujarak paid no heed to her. The die was cast. He had taken the first
step, and must now go through with it at all hazards. Plying the cruel
whip, so as to make the dogs run at their utmost speed, he drove on
until the other side of the cape was gained. Then he relaxed the speed
a little, for he knew that no shriek, however loud, could penetrate the
cliffs that lay between him and the Eskimo village.
Taking up a walrus-line with a running noose on it that lay on the
sledge beside him, the wizard turned, dropped the noose suddenly over
Kabelaw, and drew it tight, so as to pin her arms to her sides. Almost
before she could realise what had occurred, he took a quick turn of the
same line round Nunaga, drew the girls together, and fastened them to
the sledge. They knew now full well, but too late, that Ujarak meant
mischief. Screaming at the utmost pitch of their voices, they struggled
to free themselves, but were too well secured for that.
The wizard now glanced at the children. For a few moments he was
perplexed. They could be of no use on a long journey, and might be
troublesome--besides, they would have to be fed. There was one sure and
easy method of getting rid of them. He grasped his knife-handle.
The women observed the movement, and became instantly silent with
horror.
But the bold free air of Tumbler and the soft innocent look of Pussi
were too much for the wizard. He abandoned the half-formed thought,
and, turning to the women, said in a low, stern voice--
"If you cry or struggle again, these shall die."
This was enough. The poor creatures remained perfectly silent and still
after that, while the wizard guided the dogs out upon the floes on a
totally different route from that which led to Moss Bay.
Coming to a place where the ice had been cut up into many tracks by the
Eskimos' sledges during the winter work of traffic to and from the
hunting-grounds, Ujarak availed himself of the opportunity to lose, as
it were, his own track among the others, so that, in the sure event of
pursuit, the pursuers might be effectually baffled. The only point he
had to consider after that was the necessity of diverging from the track
with such care that the point of divergence should be impossible to
find.
In this he was again favoured by circumstances. Having driven at full
speed straight out from the land in a westerly direction, he came to a
place where the ice had been considerably broken up, so that the old
tracks ended abruptly in many places where lanes of water had opened up.
A sharp frost had set these lanes and open spaces fast again, and the
new ice was just strong enough to bear a sledge. There was some risk in
venturing on it, but what of that? Nothing bold can be successfully
carried out in this world without more or less of risk! At a spot where
the confusion of tracks was very great, he turned at a sharp angle, got
upon a sheet of new ice, and went off at greater speed than ever towards
the far-south.
His aim was to travel some hundreds of miles, till he reached the
Kablunet settlements on the south-western shores of Greenland, in regard
to which, various and strange reports had reached the northern Eskimos
from time to time. He said nothing, however, to his captives, but after
driving some twenty miles or so--which he did in a couple of hours--he
cast off their bonds, and bade them make themselves comfortable. The
poor creatures were only too glad to avail themselves of the permission,
for, although spring had set in, and the cold was not very severe, their
constrained position had benumbed their limbs.
Tumbler and Pussi, after gazing for a considerable time at each other in
a state of blank amazement at the whole proceedings, had finally dropped
off to sleep on a pile of deerskins. Nunaga and Kabelaw, wrapping
themselves in two of these, leaned against each other and conversed in
low whispers.
And now the wizard began in good earnest a journey, which was destined
to lead him, in more ways than one, far beyond the point at which he
originally aimed.
He plied the whip with vigour, for well did he know that it was a race
for life. If any of the men of his tribe should overtake him, he felt
assured that death would be his portion.
The dogs, as we have said, were splendid animals. There were ten of
them, resembling wolves both in size and appearance, each being fastened
to the sledge by a single independent line. The vehicle itself was
Okiok's hunting-sledge, having spears, bow and arrows, lines, bladders,
etcetera, attached to it, so that, although there were no provisions on
it except one small seal, which its owner had probably thought was not
worth removing, the wizard knew that he possessed all the requisites for
procuring a supply. The women, being also well aware of this, were
filled with anxiety, for their one hope of rescue lay in their friends
discovering their flight and engaging in instant and hot pursuit.
Never since the commencement of his career had Ujarak displayed such
anxiety to increase the distance between himself and his tribe. Never
since that long-lashed, short-handled, heavy whip was made, had it given
forth such a rapid series of pistol-like reports, and never since they
were pups had those ten lanky wolfish dogs stretched out their long legs
and scampered over the Arctic sea as they did on that occasion. The old
ice was still sufficiently firm and smooth to afford a good road, and
the new ice was fortunately strong enough to bear, for the pace was
tremendous. With "the world before him where to choose," and death, as
he imagined, on the track behind, the wizard's spirit had risen to the
point of "neck or nothing." Mile after mile was passed at highest speed
and in perfect silence, except when broken by the crack of whip and yelp
of dogs. Occasional roughnesses in the way were crashed over. Small
obstructions were taken in flying leaps, which rendered it necessary for
the poor women to cling to each other, to the sledge, and to the
children, to prevent their being hurled off. Once or twice a hummock
which it seemed possible to leap turned out to be too high, and obliged
the driver to turn aside with such violence that the sledge went for a
few seconds on one runner, and all but turned over. This at last
induced some degree of caution, for to break the vehicle at the
beginning of the journey would have been almost certainly fatal to the
enterprise.
And oh! how earnestly Nunaga longed for a spill! In her despair, poor
thing, it did not occur to her that at such a pace an upset might break
the necks of the whole party.
Towards sunset they rounded a high cape, beyond which was a deep and
wide bay. On this the sun shone apparently on what appeared to be open
water. For one moment a look of alarm flitted over the wizard's face,
as he glanced quickly shoreward to see whether the ground-ice was
passable; but it was only for a moment, for immediately he perceived
that the light had dazzled and deceived him. It was not water, but new
ice--smooth and refulgent as a mirror. The fringe of old ice on shore
was disrupted and impassable. There was therefore only one course open
to him.
Knitting his brows and clenching his teeth, Ujarak resolved to take it
at all hazards. Bringing the cruel lash to bear with extreme violence,
he sent the dogs howling out upon the glassy surface. At first they
slipped and sprawled a good deal, but soon gathered themselves well
together. They were accustomed to such work, and the friction of the
sledge being reduced, they skimmed along with ease.
Although strong enough to bear, the ice undulated terribly as they swept
over it, and sent forth rending sounds, which cannot be conceived by
those whose experience of young ice has been derived chiefly from
lakelets and ponds. Dogs in such circumstances are apt to become
terrified and to stop, in which case immersion is almost certain. But
Ujarak gave his team no time to think. With lash and voice he urged
them on until they were nearly frantic. The undulations became greater
as they advanced, and the rending sounds continuous. Still the wizard
plied his whip and shouted. Indeed it was his only chance. At the
other side of the bay the old ice still adhered to the shore. If that
could be reached, they would be safe. Eagerly the women strained their
eyes, and even stretched out their hands as if to grasp the shore, for
the fear of instant death had banished all other thoughts. A few
minutes more, and Ujarak, standing up in his eagerness, flourishing the
great whip, and shouting at the pitch of his voice, drove the yelling
dogs off the crackling sheet of ice to a place of safety on the solid
floe.
It did not require the wizard's altered tone to inform the sagacious
animals that the danger was past. Down they flopped at once to rest,
panting vehemently, and with tongues out; but they were not permitted to
rest long, Ujarak's fear of pursuit was so great. Even while securing
on the sledge the articles that had been disarranged, he could not help
casting frequent suspicious glances in the direction from which they had
come, for guilt is ever ready to anticipate retribution even when it is
far distant. As soon as the fastenings were arranged he prepared to
continue the flight.
"Where do you take us to?" asked Kabelaw, in a tone of humility which
was very foreign to her nature.
"You shall know that in time," was the stern reply.
Nunaga was too much frightened to speak, but little Tumbler was not.
"Bad--bad man!" he exclaimed, with a fierce look that caused the wizard
for a moment to smile grimly.
Little Pussi was so horrified at the reckless presumption of the remark,
that she hid her face in Nunaga's lap and did not venture to look up for
some time.
Getting on the sledge without another word, the wizard gave a hint to
the dogs which was so unmistakable that they sprang up and resumed their
journey at full gallop. Slowly the sun went down, and sea and berg and
snow-clad cliff grew grey in the light of departing day. Still the
panting team sped on over the frozen sea. Soon it became too dark to
travel with safety. The pace was slackened. The run became a canter,
then a trot, and then a walk. At last the driver stopped, jumped off
the sledge, and ordered the women to get out the seal and feed the dogs.
He also gave them permission to help themselves, but as there was no
lamp or fire, it was evident that he meant them to eat their supper raw.
Leaving them while thus engaged, he walked away out of sight.
"I won't have raw seal," said Tumbler, in that tone of petulant resolve
which tells of spoilt-childism.
"An' me won't too," said Pussi, profiting by example.
"But there's nothing else," said Nunaga, gently.
"Yes, there is. I have got some cold seal in my boots--from this
morning's breakfast," said Kabelaw, extracting a goodly-sized morsel; "I
never go on a journey, however short, without a bit of cooked meat."
Lest the reader should be perplexed here, we may explain that some
Eskimo ladies often make the wide tops of their long sealskin boots do
duty for pockets.
The party was still engaged in discussing the delicacy referred to, and
commenting in pitiable tones on their situation, when Ujarak returned,
bade them resume their places, jumped on the sledge, and continued to
advance. In half an hour the moon rose in a clear sky. The stars shone
brightly, and to add to the beauty of the scene, the aurora borealis
played and shot about vividly overhead, enabling them to resume a rapid
gallop.
It was not till the night was far advanced, and his dogs were nearly
worn-out, and full sixty miles lay between him and his native village,
that Ujarak felt himself to be comparatively safe, and halted for a
prolonged rest.
Without a word, he made for himself a shelter with a bear-skin under a
low bush, devoured a lump of raw seal's flesh, and then went to sleep,
leaving the women to look after themselves, the dogs, and the children,
as best they might. Fortunately, they were well able to do so, and,
being very weary, were not long in doing it. While they went about the
work, however, they could not help remarking the unusually morose and
surly manner of their master, and expressed the opinion that he was
already troubled with that mental complaint to which we give the name of
remorse.
And they were right. Bad as the wizard was, he had hitherto kept within
the bounds of Eskimo propriety; but now at last he had overstepped those
bounds and become a criminal--an outlaw. By one hasty act he had cut,
for ever, the cords which had united him to his kindred.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
TELLS OF DESPAIR AND A WILD PURSUIT.
On discovering that Nunaga and the children were not at Moss Bay, and
that there were no fresh sledge tracks in that region to tell of their
whereabouts, Simek drove back to the village at a wild scamper, in a
state of mind very much the reverse of jovial. His hope was that the
girl might have been to some other locality, and had perhaps returned
during his absence; but the first glance at Nuna put that hope to
flight, for the poor woman was in a state of terrible anxiety.
Cheery little Kunelik and her mild son did their best to comfort her,
but without success, for she knew well the determined character of the
man who had probably carried off her children.
"Has she not come back?" demanded Simek, appearing, like an infuriated
Polar bear, at the inside opening of the passage to Okiok's mansion.
"No," gasped Nuna.
Simek said no more, but backed out faster than he had come in. Ippegoo
followed him.
"Run, Ippe; tell all the men to get all their sledges and dogs ready,
and come here to me."
Ippegoo ran off at once, while the energetic hunter rearranged the
fastenings of his own sledge and team as if for a long journey.
He was thus engaged when Okiok and Angut were seen approaching the
village at an easy trot. Evidently they knew nothing of what had
occurred. Simek ran out to meet them. A few words sufficed to explain.
The news seemed to stun both men at first, but the after-effect on each
was wonderfully different. The blood rushed to Okiok's face like a
torrent. He clenched his hands and teeth, glared and stamped, and went
on like one deranged--as indeed for the moment he was. Angut, on the
other hand, was perfectly self-possessed and subdued, but his heaving
chest, quivering nostrils, compressed lips, and frowning brows told that
a volcano of emotion raged within.
Turning suddenly to Okiok, he seized him by both arms as if his hands
were vices.
"Listen," he said, with a sort of subdued intensity, that had the effect
of quieting his friend; "get out your sledge and dogs."
"All are ready," interposed Simek, eagerly.
Angut waited for no more, but, leaving his friends, ran off at full
speed towards the village. Okiok and Simek leaped on their respective
sledges and followed.
On arriving, it was found that most of the active men of the tribe were
already assembled, with dogs harnessed, provisions and hunting-gear
strapped down, and all ready for a journey of any length.
To these Angut gave directions in a tone and manner that deeply
impressed his friends. Not that he was loud or eager or violent; on the
contrary, he was unusually calm, but deadly pale, and with an air of
tremendous resolution about him that made the men listen intently and
obey with promptitude. In a very few minutes he had sent off one and
another in almost every direction, with instructions where to go, what
to do, and how and when to return, in the event of failure. Then he
leaped on his own sledge, and turned to Red Rooney, who was standing by.
"Ridroonee," he said, in a somewhat sad tone, "I go to find Nunaga. If
I succeed not, you will see me no more."
He held out his hand to take farewell in the Kablunet's fashion.
"What say you?" exclaimed Rooney, taken by surprise, "Nonsense! see you
no--Pooh!--hold on a bit."
He ran into his friend's hut, and quickly returned with his bear-skin
sleeping-bag and a small wallet which contained his little all.
"Now then," he cried, jumping on the sledge, "away you go as soon as you
like. I'm with 'ee, lad."
Angut shook his head.
"But the Kablunet is not yet strong enough to travel," said the Eskimo,
doubtfully.
"The Kablunet is strong enough to pitch you over his head; and he'll do
it too, if you don't drive on."
With another doubtful look and shake of the head, Angut seized his whip.
The dogs, knowing the signal well, sprang up. At that moment Angut
observed the little eyes of Kannoa peering at him wistfully.
"Come," he said, holding out a hand.
The old woman's visage beamed with joy, as she seized the hand, and
scrambled on the sledge. Then the lash came round with the wonted
crack. The dogs winced, but did not suffer, for Angut was merciful to
his beasts, and away they went at full speed--Okiok having dashed off in
similar fashion with his two sons and Simek in another direction a few
minutes before them.
North, south, east, and west, on land and sea, did those Eskimos search
for tracks of the fugitives; but the whole immediate neighbourhood was
so cut up in all directions by the daily out-going and in-coming of
their own hunters, that the discovering of a special track was not
easy--indeed, almost impossible. All day they sped over the ice and
snow in widening circles. When night came, they waited till the moon
arose, and then continued the search. It was not till the forenoon of
the following day that the unsuccessful searchers began to drop in one
by one, worn-out and disheartened.
Nuna and the other women had breakfast ready for them. Little was said,
for the women were depressed, and the men, after eating, immediately
sought much-needed repose. It was nearly evening before Okiok and his
sons returned.
"No sign anywhere," he said in reply to his poor wife's mute inquiry.
"Ippegoo," he added, turning to the youth, whose woe-begone expression
at another time would have been ludicrous, "I will sleep for some time.
Let the dogs be well fed all round, and be ready to start with me when
the moon rises."
Without another word, he stretched himself on the floor, pillowed his
head on a deerskin, and went to sleep almost on the instant.
Meanwhile Angut had driven straight to Moss Bay. His search was not one
of a wild haphazard nature. Despite the agitation of his breast, his
mind was clear and his head cool. Judging that Nunaga must at least
have started for her intended destination, whatever might afterwards
have induced her to change her mind, he drove slowly along, observing
with a lynx eye everything that looked in the slightest degree like a
divergence from the route. The consequence was, that on reaching the
place where the divergence had actually taken place, he pulled up, and
got off the sledge to examine.
"You're right," remarked Rooney, who accompanied his friend, while old
Kannoa remained with the dogs. "It's easy to see that a sledge has
turned off here."
"Quite easy," responded the Eskimo, with suppressed eagerness; "we will
follow."
Running back, they turned the dogs into the fresh track, and soon came
to the place where Ujarak had joined the women. Angut pointed to the
footprints with a gleam of unusual ferocity in his eyes. For some time
they could easily follow the track, and went along at a rapid pace; but
when it led them to the point where it joined other tracks, the
difficulty of following became great. Of course Angut at once
understood the object of this ruse, and became more attentive to every
mark that seemed in the remotest degree to indicate another divergence,
but failed to hit upon the spot, and finally came to a halt when far out
on the floes where drift had obliterated the old sledge-marks, and a
recent track could not have escaped notice. Then he made a wide
circular sweep, which was meant to cut across all the tracks that
radiated from the village.
In this manoeuvre he was more successful.
Towards evening he came upon a recent track which led straight to the
southward.
"Got him at last!" exclaimed Rooney, with a shout of excitement and
satisfaction.
"I think so," said Angut, as he went down on his knees and carefully
examined the marks on the floe. His opinion was clearly shown by his
starting up suddenly, jumping on the sledge again, flourishing his whip
savagely, and setting off at a pace that obliged Rooney to seize the
lashings with both hands and hold on tight. Old Kannoa did the same,
and stuck to the sledge like a limpet, with her chin resting on her
knees and her sharp little eyes gazing anxiously ahead.
Soon they came to the rough ground that had tried the quality of the
wizard's sledge, and the vehicle bumped over the ice at such a rate that
the poor old woman was almost pitched out.
"Hallo! hold on!" cried Rooney, as they went over a hummock with a crash
that made Kannoa gasp, "you'll kill the poor thing if you--"
He stopped short, for another crash almost tumbled himself over the
stern of the vehicle.
Angut was roused to desperation. He scarcely knew what he was doing, as
he lashed the yelping team furiously, hoping that when he should pass
the cape ahead of him he would come in sight of the fugitives.
"Here, catch hold of me, old woman," cried Rooney, putting an arm round
the poor creature's waist; "sit on my legs. They'll act something like
a buffer to your old bones."
Kannoa gave a sort of lively chuckle at the novelty of the situation,
let go her hold of the sledge, and made a sudden plunge at Rooney,
grasping him tight round the neck with both arms. She was little more
than a baby in the seaman's huge grasp, nevertheless, having only one
arm to spare, and with a sledge that not only bumped, but swung about
like a wild thing, he found her quite as much as he could manage.
The night had fairly set in when the cape was rounded, so that nothing
could be distinguished, not even the track they had been following--and
travelling became dangerous.
"No use to push on, Angut," remarked Rooney, as his friend pulled up;
"we must have patience."
"Yes; the moon will be up soon," returned his friend; "we will now rest
and feed."
The resting meant sitting there in the dark on the side of the sleigh,
and the feeding consisted in devouring a lump of seal's flesh raw.
Although not very palatable, this was eminently profitable food, as
Angut well knew. As for Rooney, he had learned by that time to eat
whatever came in his way with thankfulness--when hungry, and not to eat
at all when otherwise.
The moon rose at last, and revealed the sheet of glassy ice which had
previously disconcerted Ujarak. Angut also beheld it with much concern,
and went on foot to examine it. He returned with an anxious look.
"They have crossed," he said moodily, "but the ice has cracked much, and
my sledge is, I fear, heavier than theirs."
"We can walk, you know, and so lighten it," said Rooney.
"No; it is only by a dash at full speed that we can do it. Will my
friend run the risk?"
"He would not be your friend if he were not willing," returned the
seaman gravely; "but what about Kannoa? It's not fair to risk her
life."
"We cannot leave her behind," said Angut, with a perplexed glance at the
cowering figure on the sledge. "She could not return to the village on
foot. That would be greater risk to her than going on with us."
At this point the old woman looked up with a sort of pleasant grin, and
croaked--
"Kannoa is not heavy. Take her with you. She is quite willing to live
or die with Angut and Ridroonee."
With a slight smile the Eskimo resumed his place and whip. Rooney
patted Kannoa on the head as he sat down beside her, and called her a
"brave old girl."
Another moment, and the dogs were out on the glassy plain, galloping as
well as they could, and yelping as much from fear of the rending and
bending ice as the cracking whip.