CHAPTER I.

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[Illustration: The Fight with the Puma.--_Page 59._]

OUT ON THE PAMPAS

OR

_THE YOUNG SETTLERS_

BY

G. A. HENTY

AUTHOR OF 'THE YOUNG FRANC-TIREURS,' 'THE YOUNG BUGLERS,'

'THE MARCH TO MAGDALA,' ETC. ETC.

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY J. B. ZWECKER.

LONDON

GRIFFITH FARRAN & CO.

NEWBERY HOUSE, 39 CHARING CROSS ROAD

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Transcriber's Note:

Variations in hyphenation, capitalization, and spelling have been

retained as in the original. Minor printer errors have been amended

without note. Obvious typos have been amended and are listed at the

end of the text. Table of Contents has been added. OE/oe ligatures

have not been retained in this version.

Table of Contents.

CHAPTER I.

Mrs. Hardy's Resolution.

CHAPTER II.

The Start.

CHAPTER III.

A New Life.

CHAPTER IV.

The Pampas.

CHAPTER V.

The Settler's Home.

CHAPTER VI.

A Tale of the Mexican War.

CHAPTER VII.

Seth Continues His Narrative of the Mexican Adventure.

CHAPTER VIII.

Farm Work and Amusements.

CHAPTER IX.

Neighbourly Visits and Advice.

CHAPTER X.

The Lost Cattle.

CHAPTER XI.

Quiet Times.

CHAPTER XII.

A Steady Hand.

CHAPTER XIII.

The Indian Attack.

CHAPTER XIV.

Terrible News.

CHAPTER XV.

The Pampas on Fire.

CHAPTER XVI.

At the Stake.

CHAPTER XVII.

Rescued.

CHAPTER XVIII.

And Last.

OUT ON THE PAMPAS;

OR,

THE YOUNG SETTLERS.

CHAPTER I.

MRS. HARDY'S RESOLUTION.

'What are you thinking of, Frank?' Mrs. Hardy asked her husband one

evening, after an unusually long silence on his part.

'Well, my dear, I was thinking of a good many things. In the first

place, I think, I began with wondering what I should make of the boys;

and that led to such a train of thoughts about ourselves and our

circumstances, that I hardly knew where I was when you spoke to me.'

Mr. Hardy spoke cheerfully, but his wife saw at once that it was with an

effort that he did so. She put down the work upon which she was engaged,

and moved her chair nearer to his by the fire. 'It is a serious

question, Frank, about the boys. Charley is fifteen now, and Hubert

fourteen. I wonder myself sometimes what we shall do with them.'

'There seems no opening here in England for young fellows. The

professions are crowded, even if they were not altogether beyond our

means; and as to a clerkship, they had better have a trade, and stick to

it: they would be far happier, and nearly as well paid. The fact is,

Clara,' and here Mr. Hardy paused a little, as if to gain courage to say

what he feared would be very disagreeable to his wife,--'the fact is, we

are altogether too crowded here. The best thing for the children, by

far, and I think the best thing for ourselves, would be to emigrate.'

Mrs. Hardy gave a little sigh, but said nothing, and sat looking quietly

into the fire, as her husband went on: 'You see, my dear, I am just, and

only just earning enough for us to live upon. Nor is there any strong

probability of an increase of business. The boys, as you say, are

growing up, and I see no prospect of giving them a fair start in life.

Abroad it is altogether different: we can buy land and stock it for next

to nothing. We should live roughly, certainly; but at least there is no

fear for the future, and we should start our boys in life with a fair

certainty of success. Still, Clara, I do not of course mean that I have

made up my mind upon the subject. It is far too serious a matter to

decide upon hastily. I only threw out the suggestion; and if you, after

thinking it over, are against it, there is an end of the matter.'

Mrs. Hardy was silent for a little, and a tear sparkled on her cheek in

the fire-light; then she said, 'I am not surprised, Frank, at what you

have said. In fact I have expected it for some time. I have observed you

looking over books upon foreign countries, and have seen that you often

sat thoughtful and quiet. I guessed, therefore, what you had in your

mind. Of course, dear, as a woman, I shrink from the thought of leaving

all our friends and going to quite a strange country, but I don't think

that I am afraid of the hardships or discomfort. Thousands of other

women have gone through them, and there is no reason why I should not do

the same. I do think with you that it would be a good thing for the

boys, perhaps for the girls too; and that, when we have got over the

first hardships, we too should be happier and more free from care than

we are now. So you see, Frank, you will meet with no opposition from me;

and if, after deliberation, you really determine that it is the best

thing to do, I shall be ready to agree with you. But it is a hard

thought just at first, so please do not say any more about it to-night.'

Mr. Hardy was an architect, as his father had been before him. He had

not, however, entered the office at the usual age, but when eighteen had

gone out to the United States, to visit an uncle who had settled there.

After spending some time with him, the love of adventure had taken him

to the far west, and there he had hunted and shot for nearly three

years, till a letter, long delayed on the way, entreated him to return

to England, as his father's health was failing. He at once started for

England, and found that his father was in a feeble state of health, but

was still able to carry on the business. Frank saw, however, that he was

unequal to the work, and so entered the office, working hard to make up

for lost time. He was a good draughtsman, and was shortly able to take a

great burden off his father's shoulders.

He had not been long at home, however, before he fell in love with Clara

Aintree, the daughter of a clergyman; and his father making over to him

a share in the business, they were married just as Frank attained his

twenty-fourth year, his wife being about nineteen. Two years after the

marriage Mr. Hardy sen. died, and from that time Frank had carried on

the business alone.

B---- was a large provincial town, but it scarcely afforded remunerative

employment for an architect; and although Mr. Hardy had no competitor in

his business, the income which he derived from it was by no means a

large one, and the increasing expenses of his family rendered the

struggle, to make ends meet, yearly more severe. His father had been

possessed of a small private fortune, but had rashly entered into the

mania of railway speculation, and at his death had left about £3000 to

his son. This sum Frank Hardy had carefully preserved intact, as he had

foreseen that the time might come when it would, for his children's

sake, be advisable to emigrate. He had long looked forward to this, but

had abstained from taking any step until his sons were of an age to be

able to make themselves useful in a life in the bush or upon the

prairies.

Frank Hardy, at the time our story begins, was about forty. He was a

tall, active man, and the life he had led in America when young had

hardened his muscles, and given him the full use of every faculty.

Mrs. Hardy was five years younger than her husband, and scarcely looked

thirty years old. She was a high-spirited woman, well fitted to be her

husband's companion in the dangers and hardships of a settler's life.

The subject of emigration once started, was frequently continued, and

presently books and maps began to be consulted, and the advantages and

disadvantages of the various countries and colonies to be debated.

Finally, Mr. and Mrs. Hardy agreed that the Argentine Republic, in its

magnificent rivers, its boundless extent of fertile land, in its

splendid climate, its cheap labour, and its probable prospects, offered

the greatest advantages.

The decision once arrived at, it was determined to announce it to the

children, who had up to this time no idea of the great change decided

upon. Breakfast was over, and the boys, whose holidays had just begun,

were about to leave the table, when their father said: 'Wait a moment,

boys; there is something we want to talk to you about.'

The boys resumed their seats. 'Your mamma and I have been wondering what

you boys are to become, and we do not see any openings likely to occur

here. Now, what should you say to us all emigrating?'

'What, going abroad, papa!' they both exclaimed joyously.

'Yes, boys, settling in the back woods or in the prairies.'

'Oh that would be jolly,' Charley said, 'I know, papa, having fights

with Indians, and all that sort of thing. Oh it would be glorious!'

'Well, Charley,' his father said, smiling, 'I do not know that we shall

have fights with Indians, nor do I think it would be very jolly if we

did. But we should have to rough it, you know; you boys would have to

work hard, to help me in everything, and to look after the cattle and

sheep.'

'What fun! what fun!' the boys both shouted; 'we should like it of all

things in the world.'

'And what do you think of it, Maud and Ethel?' their mamma asked the

two little girls, who were looking very surprised, but rather doubtful

as to the pleasure of the fights with Indians which their brothers had

spoken so delightedly about. 'You will have to be two very useful little

women, and will have to help me just as the boys will have to help your

papa. Very likely we may not be able to get a servant there, and then we

shall have to do everything.'

'That will be fine, mamma,' said Maud, who was rather over twelve, while

her sister was just eleven. 'I don't think I could cook, but you should

cook, and I could scrub and do all the hard work, and Ethel could wash

up, and lay the table, and that sort of thing. That would be fine,

mamma.'

Ethel, who almost always agreed with her elder sister, did so now, and

the four young ones became quite uproarious in their plans for making

themselves useful. At last Mr. Hardy called for order.

'Now silence all, and listen to me. This affair is a serious business;

and although I hope and believe that we shall all enjoy our life very

much, still we must prepare for it, and look upon it in earnest, and not

as a sort of game. I have business here which I cannot finish before

another eight or nine months. Let us all make the most of our time

before we start. In the first place, the language of the people among

whom we are going is Spanish, and we must all learn to speak it well

before we leave. For the next three months we will work together at

grammar and exercises, and then I will try and get some Spanish teacher

to live in the house, and speak the language with us until we go. In the

next place, it will be well that you should all four learn to ride. I

have hired the paddock next to our garden, and have bought a pony, which

will be here to-day, for the girls. You boys have already ridden a

little, and I shall now have you taught in the riding school. I went

yesterday to Mr. Sarls, and asked him if he would allow me to make an

arrangement with his head gardener for you to go there to learn

gardening. He at once agreed; and I have arranged with the gardener that

you are both to be there every morning at six o'clock, and are to work

until nine. At nine you will come in to breakfast. From breakfast to

dinner you will have to yourselves, except upon the days you take riding

lessons; and I should wish you to spend this time at your usual studies,

except Latin, which will be of no use to you. From two till half-past

four you are to learn carpentering. I have made an agreement with Mr.

Jones to pay him so much to take you as a sort of apprentices for the

next nine months. In the evening we will all work together at Spanish.

It will be hard work; but if you want to be of any real use to me, it

is absolutely necessary that you should be able to use a spade and to do

rough carpentering. As the time draws on, too, I shall ask one of the

farmers near to let you go out with his men and get some notion of

ploughing. Well, what do you say to all that?'

Hubert looked a little downcast at this recital of the preparatory work

to be gone through, but Charley said at once, 'It sounds rather hard,

papa, but, as you say, we shall have to work hard out there, and it is

much better to accustom one's self to it at once; besides, of course, we

should be of no use at all to you unless we knew something about work.'

'And what are we to learn, mamma?' Maud asked.

'Not a very great deal, my dear,' Mrs. Hardy said. 'Spanish to begin

with, then cooking. I shall teach you, at any rate, to make simple

dishes and puddings, and to boil vegetables properly. I shall myself

practise until I am perfect, and then I shall teach you. Besides that,

it will be as well for you to learn to attend to poultry; and that is

all I know of at present, except that you must both take pains to

improve yourselves at sewing. We shall have to make everything for

ourselves out there.'

'I suppose we shan't do any more regular lessons, mamma?'

'Indeed you will, Maud. You do not imagine that your education is

finished, do you? and you cannot wish to grow almost as ignorant as the

poor Indians of the country. You will give up the piano, and learn

Spanish instead of French, but that will be all the difference; and I

shall expect you both to make as much progress as possible, because,

although I shall take you both out there, and shall teach you whenever I

find time, your lessons must of necessity be short and irregular. And

now you can all go out into the garden and talk the matter over.'

'But you have not told us yet where we are going to, papa,' Charley

said.

'We are going to farm upon the banks of one of the great South American

rivers,--probably the Parana, in the Argentine Republic.'

Mr. and Mrs. Hardy watched their children from the window. They went out

in a group to the summer-house in the corner of the garden, all talking

excitedly. Then Maud ran back again to the house, and in a minute or two

returned with the schoolroom atlas, and opening it upon the table, they

all clustered over it in eager consultation.

Mrs. Hardy turned to her husband with a smile. 'You will have to get up

the subject, Frank, so as to be able to answer the innumerable questions

you will be asked.'

'I shall always refer them to you.'

There was quite a talk in B---- when it was known that Mr. Hardy was

going to emigrate with his wife and family. He, and his father before

him, had been so long established in the town, that there were few

people who did not know him, more or less.

Emigration in the year 1851 was far less common than it is now, and the

interest was proportionately greater. Charley and Hubert became quite

popular characters among their late schoolfellows, who, whenever they

met them, would always stop to have a talk about the distant country to

which they were going. The boys, however, had now but little time for

talking; for upon the week after their father had first told them of his

intention, they had set-to regularly at the work he had laid down for

them. They rose every morning at five, had a slice of bread and a cup of

milk, and were off to the gardener's, where they worked hard until

half-past eight. Mr. Hardy had requested that they should be specially

instructed in the raising of vegetables, and in the planting and pruning

of fruit-trees. The culture of flowers could be of no utility. The

digging made the boys' backs ache at first, and blistered their hands,

but they stuck to it manfully, and soon became accustomed to the work,

returning to breakfast with glowing cheeks and tremendous appetites.

In the afternoon they might be seen in the carpenter's shop with their

coats and waistcoats off, working away with saw or plane.

Although both made good progress in both pursuits, yet their tastes

differed; Charley preferring the carpentering, while Hubert was the

gardener's most promising pupil. The former was therefore christened the

head carpenter by his sisters, while the latter was promoted to the post

of chief gardener.

Four or five months of this work made a visible difference in the boys'

appearance. They both widened out across the shoulders, their arms

became strong and muscular, and they looked altogether more healthy and

robust. Nor did their appearance belie them; for once when spending a

holiday in the cricket-field with their former schoolfellows, wrestling

matches being proposed after the game was over, they found that they

were able to overcome with ease boys whom they had formerly considered

their superiors in strength.

In the meantime Mr. Hardy had succeeded in obtaining the services of a

young Spanish lady, who had come to England to learn the language, as

governess; and of an evening the whole family worked at Spanish, and

made such progress that they were soon able to establish the rule that

no other language should be spoken at meal-times. The girls here soon

surpassed their brothers, as they had the advantage of morning lessons

in the language, besides which young children can always pick up a

language sooner than their elders; and they had many a hearty laugh at

the ridiculous mistakes Charley and Hubert made in their efforts to get

through a long sentence. In six months, however, all could speak with

tolerable fluency.

Maud and Ethel were as amused and as diligent at learning household work

as their brothers were in their departments, and might have been seen

every afternoon in the kitchen, in their little white pinafores, engaged

in learning the mysteries of cooking.

One day, after they had been so engaged for about four months, Mrs.

Hardy said at breakfast: 'I am going to try an experiment. I have given

the cook leave to go out for the day. Mr. and Mrs. Partridge are coming

to dinner, and I intend handing over the kitchen to the girls, and

letting them make their first essay. We are going to have soup, a leg of

mutton with potatoes and spinach, a dish of fried cutlets, and a cabinet

pudding. I shall tell Sarah to lift any saucepan you may want on or off

the fire, but all the rest I shall leave in your hands. The boys will

dine with us. The hour will be half-past five, punctually.'

The little girls' eyes flashed with pleasure, and they quite coloured up

at the thought of the importance and difficulty of the task before them.

At lunch the boys pretended to eat an extra quantity, saying that they

felt very doubtful about their dinner. In the afternoon Mrs. Hardy felt

strongly tempted to go into the kitchen to see how things were getting

on; but she restrained herself, resolving to let Maud and Ethel have

entirely their own way.

The dinner was a great success, although the soup was rather hot, from

Ethel, in her anxiety, having let too much pepper slip in; and the

cabinet pudding came up all over the dish, instead of preserving its

shape, it having stuck to the mould, and Maud having shaken it so

violently that it had come out with a burst and broken up into pieces,

which had caused a flood of tears on the part of the little cook. It did

not taste any the worse, however. And when the little girls came in to

dessert in their white frocks, looking rather shy, and very scorched in

the face, from their anxious peeping into pots to see that all was going

on well, they were received with a cheer by the boys; and their friends

were not a little astonished to hear that the dinner they had partaken

of had been entirely prepared and cooked by these little women.

After four months' gardening, Mr. Hardy placed the boys with a farmer

who lived a mile distant, and made an arrangement for them to breakfast

there, so that they now remained at work from six in the morning until

twelve. Here they obtained some idea of harnessing and driving horses,

of ploughing, and of the other farming operations.

They now only went four days a week to the carpenter's, for their papa

had one day said to them when they were alone with him before dinner:

'Do not put on your working clothes this afternoon, boys; I am going to

take you out with me, but do not say anything about it at dinner. I will

tell you why afterwards.'

Rather surprised, they did as he told them, wondering where they could

be going. Their father said nothing on the subject until they reached

the town, which was a quarter of a mile distant from their house. Then

he said: 'Now, boys, you know we are going out to a country of which a

great portion is still unsettled; and as land is a good deal cheaper at

a short distance from the inhabited parts, we shall perhaps have no one

within many miles of us. Now it is just possible that at first the

Indians may be disposed to be troublesome. I do not suppose that they

will, but it is just as well to be prepared for everything. There is no

reason why you boys should not be able to shoot as straightly as a man,

and I have therefore bought two carbines. They are the invention of an

American named Colt, and have a revolving breach, so that they fire six

shots each. There is a spare chamber to each, which is very quickly

shifted in place of the one discharged; so that each of you could fire

twelve shots in a very short time. They will carry up to five hundred

yards. They are a new invention, but all accounts agree that they are

an excellent one. I have obtained leave from Mr. Harcourt, who lives

three miles from here, to put up a target at the foot of some bare hills

on his property, and we will walk over there twice a week to practise. I

used to be considered a first-rate shot with a rifle when I was a young

man in America, and I have got down a rifle for my own use. I do not

want you to speak about what we are doing to your mamma, or indeed to

any one. We shall keep our rifles at a cottage near where we shoot, and

no one need know anything about it. It is not likely that we shall have

any trouble with the Indians, and it is of no use making your mamma

uncomfortable by the thought of the probability of such a thing.'

As Mr. Hardy spoke, the boys were ready to dance with delight, and this

was increased when they turned into the gunsmith's shop, and were shown

the arms which their father had bought for this expedition.

Mr. Hardy had already an excellent double-barrelled gun, and he had now

purchased a long and heavy rifle carrying a conical ball. In addition to

the boys' carbines, he had bought them each a light double-barrelled

gun. Besides these were two brace of Colt's revolving pistols. These

were all new; but there were in addition two or three second-hand

double-barrelled guns for the use of his servants, in case of necessity,

and three light rifles of the sort used for rook-shooting. Altogether,

it was quite an armoury. The carbines were in neat cases; and the boys

carried these and a box of cartridges, while Mr. Hardy took his rifle;

and so they started off to their shooting ground.

Here their father instructed them in the use of their revolving

carbines, and then, after some practice with caps only, allowed them to

fire a few shots each. The firing was certainly rather wild, owing to

the difficulty they felt at first of firing without shutting their eyes;

but after a few weeks' practice they became very steady, and in three or

four months could make pretty certain of a bull's-eye at three hundred

yards. Of all this Mrs. Hardy and the girls knew nothing; but there was

not the same secrecy observed with reference to their shot-guns. These

they took home with them, and Mr. Hardy said that he understood that the

plains of South America swarmed with game, and that, therefore, it was

well that the boys should learn how to shoot. He insisted, however, that

only one gun should be taken out at a time, to diminish the danger of

accidents. After that the boys took out their guns by turns when they

went to work of a morning, and many a dead blackbird soon attested to

their improving skill.

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