A Proposal of Marriage.--Bill's Rejection and
Revenge.--Pocket-picking.--Jack's Return.--Black Peter again.--Bush
ranging Merriment.--A Flight in the Dark.--An Emu-chase.--The
disappointed Hunters.--Pursuit.--A Stratagem.
Simple Davy, the whole family believed, would not prove irreclaimable,
and they used every persuasion to bring the poor man to a knowledge of
his faults, and to a desire to reform them; but his blind submission to
his "_eddicated_" brother proved a formidable obstacle, till his heart
became enlightened by the truths of religion. The cunning villain Bill
was a great annoyance to the family: he continually visited them, and
his absurd speeches no longer afforded them amusement, for he had now
signified his intention of becoming a candidate for the hand of
Margaret.
"Not that Miss would aggress," said the convict, "to live with these low
_ignis fatuus_ men, that we eddicated men terminate flea-beings, seeing
she is not customary to their ways. But you see, Miss, I preponderate
setting up a bush tavern, quite illimitable to the beat of the imperious
pollis; quite a genteel hottle, where you might prorogue like a lady,
and I'd not reject to adapt these lads, and give them a job at waiting;
and we might revive an opening for the old governor, if you mattered
having him."
Hugh and Gerald would have seized the impudent rascal and flung him out
of the hut, but Arthur restrained them, and arresting his father's
indignant remonstrance, he said, "Bill, my sister must never again hear
such absurd and offensive language; she is too young even to think of
such things, and quite unfitted by education and religion for mingling
with lawless bush-rangers."
"We'll see about that, young fellow," answered Bill with a diabolical
grin. "You might have permeated the young woman to speak for herself;
she's old enough to be deciduous. But wait a bit till I touch your
ransom, and then we'll considerate about her. She was not secluded in my
bargain, and you'll find as how I'm empirical here."
The terror and distress of Margaret were very great, and but for the
absence of Jack, who was always ingenious in affairs of difficulty,
Arthur would have yielded to her wish, and attempted their escape, which
by the aid of Baldabella in the out-works, and of David, who was much
ashamed of his brother's audacious proposal, in the citadel, they did
not think would be extremely difficult. The bark hut which was their
prison, was situated at the extremity of the range of huts, and close to
a thick wood, from which Baldabella made her nightly visits without
disturbance. David had supplied the young men with some sheets of bark
to partition off the back part of the hut for Margaret and her servants,
and from this apartment it would be easy to cut open the bark, and
escape into the wood, the savages usually sleeping on the ground before
the hut.
Still, unless they were driven to extremities, they desired to defer
their flight till the return of Jack, as, besides the hope that he might
bring them efficient aid from Mr. Deverell, they did not wish to abandon
him to the wrath of the disappointed rangers; but they explained their
intention to Baldabella, and begged her to be prepared; and they hoped
that they were prevailing on David to become their companion and guide.
Several days passed in the same dreary and distressing seclusion. If any
of the prisoners ventured to breathe the air outside the hut, they were
assailed with rude language, pelted and insulted by the rangers or the
blacks. Jenny and Ruth had gone out to cut some grass to spread over the
ground on which they slept, and were seized by the women, their clothes
torn, their hair pulled, and the contents of their pockets discovered
and torn from them.
"Ragged I am, and ragged I may be, now," said Jenny. "I wonder what good
my bit housewife will do them ondecent hussies; and neither thread,
needle, nor scissors have I left. And Miss Marget, my honey, there was
my silver thimble that you bought me in London, and my prayer-book from
Master Arthur,--God bless him!--and my spectacles that master gave me;
but that's little matter, I don't need them when I've nothing left to
read or sew."
Ruth sobbed out incoherently, "My bonnie purse; oh dear! oh dear! and my
two shillings, and my lucky crook't sixpence, and my Sunday ribbons and
cotton gloves, and my bonnie little Testament! Oh dear! where's I to get
mair?"
Mr. Mayburn consoled the women, and showed them his pocket Bible, which
he had still preserved, and from which he could daily read to them the
words of comfort and hope; and Margaret encouraged Jenny with the
prospect of one day reaching Daisy Grange, when she felt assured that
the orderly and prudent Mrs. Deverell would have needles and thread to
bestow on them.
One evening some very unusual sounds tempted Gerald who was always
restless in his confinement, to steal out of the hut. He was absent some
time, and Arthur had become very uneasy lest he should have been
arrested and punished for this disobedience of orders, when, with a face
full of news, he rushed back into the hut, exclaiming, "Jack is brought
back! there are three or four more of those ugly convicts; and, oh,
Arthur, there is Black Peter amongst them!"
This was really melancholy news, and Mr. Mayburn in deep distress looked
appealingly to Arthur.
"Margaret must be taken away," he said; "I cannot have her remain among
these reprobates. Then there is Wilkins, poor fellow! That wicked wretch
has ever persecuted and hated him; he is not safe with us; we must care
for him, and send him away. But ought we not all to depart? I feel that
I am unable to judge the matter calmly; decide for us, my son."
"I shall be better able to do that, papa," answered Arthur, "when I
learn what extraordinary circumstance has induced Jack to return. It is
quite impossible that he can have executed his mission; and I cannot
imagine that these robbers have relinquished their desire for the
ransom-money. I am very anxious to see him."
The sounds of riot and discord were now heard through the hamlet; the
prisoners concluded that more brandy had been brought in, and it was
producing its usual delusive and fatal effects among men and women. The
intoxication proceeded to madness; horrid oaths and blasphemy were the
only words to be distinguished; first uttered by the white man,
erroneously named a Christian, and then eagerly imitated by his heathen
brother. In the midst of the confusion, Jack stole in unnoticed by the
savages to his anxious friends. He was pale with fatigue,
disappointment, and alarm; for he saw that the frenzy of the intoxicated
wretches might at any moment lead them to murder.
"Mr. Arthur," said he, hurriedly, "I have got hold of a gun and a few
charges, and David will follow me here with another, as soon as the
fellows drink themselves into stupor; then we must make off without
delay, or we are lost. Black Peter has determined to have his own way,
and you know what his way is; and depend on it, if he had not been led
off with the brandy, he would have been here to bully and threaten
before now."
"Alas! alas!" said Mr. Mayburn, "how did it happen, my good lad, that
you fell into the hands of that abandoned man?"
"We met him on our way, sir," answered Jack, "mounted on a handsome
horse that he'd stolen from somebody's station; he was dressed like a
gentleman, and three more fellows, all bush-rangers, I'll be bound, were
along with him, well mounted too. They were carrying kegs of liquor and
bales of tobacco to barter for the stolen cattle, which they mean to
drive down the country to sell. Peter knew me as soon as he set eyes on
me, and hailed me to know what had become of my comrades. Then the sulky
black fellow that rode with me took on him to tell, in his lingo, what
we were after. It would have made your blood run cold, master, to hear
how that brute Peter cursed Bill; he said he was nought but a poor,
pitiful, long-tongued fool, to swap such a prize for a hundred pounds;
and he swore he would have ten times as much for the bargain, and have
it for himself too. 'I've got shot of my cowardly troop, ye see,' he
said to my guide; 'they didn't suit me; they ran away at the sight of
blood. I'll see now if I can't put that set-up fellow, Bill, down a peg,
and manage your folks a bit better, blackey.' Then he went back to his
white colleagues, and said, 'You might make a penny of these two
runaways; there's money on their heads; what say ye to carrying them
off?'
"I cannot tell how they settled their treacherous plan; but as they had
arms, they forced us to turn back with them; and Bill looked so cowed
when he saw Black Peter, that I make no doubt the craftier rogue of the
two will be master by to-morrow; and there will be a poor chance for us,
if we do not overreach him to-night. Well, Davy, how are they getting
on?" he added, as the simple fellow entered cautiously.
"They'll not be lang fit for wark," answered he. "Some's down now, and
Bill and Peter had come to fighting; but them new chaps, as corned with
you, parted 'em; and I seed 'em wink at Peter, and they said as how it
could be settled to-morrow. But it would hardly be safe to stop for
that; and if ye're ready and willing, I'se get ye off cannily afther
it's dark."
"We are willing and ready, David," said Arthur, "and most thankful to
have you for our guide. I will engage that Mr. Deverell will pardon and
protect you, if we are fortunate enough to reach Daisy Grange; but how
my father and sister are to accomplish the journey, I cannot think."
"It's all pat, sir; see to me for that," answered David. "Not a chap
amang 'em was fit to hobble t' horses but me, I had it all my own way,
and I brought our two, and their four, all round to t' back of this here
wood, and tied 'm up ready saddled. Afore midnight, light on me to be
there, and all fettled and ready. I'se get Baldabella to warn ye at t'
reet minute, and then ye can make yer way out backwards, and she'll
bring ye through t' wood, and we'se get a good start afore day-leet.
They've no more horses fit for t' saddle, if they were fit themselves;
but it will be a fair bit afore they sleep off their drunken fit."
The yells and screams of the mad drunkards grew louder and more
discordant, and the trembling women clung fearfully to each other in the
back apartment of the hut, where they had already cut an opening large
enough to allow them to escape; but they were anxious to defer the
attempt till Davy thought the moment favorable. At length they heard the
oaths and curses muttered in fainter tones; and, one after another, the
voices died away. Gladly the anxious captives marked the deep silence
that succeeded, which was finally broken by David whispering through the
opening behind the hut,--
"Come along; be sharp, and tread soft. There's a lot of chaps lying
afore t' hut: ye cannot come out that way. Mind ye dinnot waken 'em.
Here's Baldabella; she'll trail ye through t' bush, and I'll on afore,
and make ready."
Trembling and breathless, one after another they followed Baldabella,
forcing their way through the thick underwood, scarcely conscious of
bruises, scratches, and rent garments, till, by the faint light of the
moon through a gathering mist, they saw David holding the harnessed
horses outside the tangled wood.
"Manage as ye like," said he; "there's twelve on us, reckoning t' babby,
but some on ye is leet weights."
Baldabella refused to mount, and, giving her child to Wilkins, she
walked on; and so light and swift was her pace, that she kept up well
with the doubly-laden horses, though they proceeded as speedily as they
could over the grassy plains. For six hours they continued to travel due
south, silently and uninterruptedly; then the morning light cheered
their spirits, they realized the fact of their freedom, and they
rejoiced as they rested on a rich plain while the horses fed, and lifted
up their voices in praise and thanksgiving that they were once more free
in a savage land; and even poor David, with tears of penitence, united
humbly with them in prayer.
All the party needed the refreshment they knew not where to seek, when
Baldabella produced a netted bag of cakes and nuts, with which they were
obliged to content themselves; and hoping that they might meet with
water before they were again compelled to rest, they set forward with
gratitude and cheerfulness. But they were somewhat disheartened as they
proceeded; for though herbage and trees were plentiful, water was rarely
to be met with. Hollows in the earth, which contained a muddy remnant of
the well-filled pools of the rainy season, were their sole dependence--a
scanty and unpleasant supply. They had long ago lost sight of the river,
from which they had designedly diverged in order to mislead their
pursuers, leaving it on their left hand. Fig-trees were common on the
plains, but no longer bearing fruit; still, they continued to be
frequented by the cockatoos and pigeons, and having made bows and
arrows, they procured as many as they wished for food.
On the fourth day, Baldabella, who was before them, summoned them by the
welcome cry, "_Yarrai! yarrai!_--water! water!" and they saw a narrow
full streamlet, rushing to the south-east, probably to swell some large
river; a consideration very tempting to the travellers, who could not
venture on the direct track which David was acquainted with, lest they
should be overtaken. They resolved, therefore, to continue by the water,
so necessary to preserve their own strength and that of their horses;
and though the approach towards a large river might place them amongst
the black tribes again, they would still be on the highway which led to
civilization.
They now selected their resting-places close by the refreshing stream,
and without adventure, till it happened that one day they had indulged
for some hours in a noonday repose under the shelter of some trees. Then
the young men set out to beat the wood for birds; but Gerald soon cried
out, "To horse! to horse! bold hunters. Emus are in view!" and, on
skirting the wood, the whole family had a view of a flock of those huge
birds, at some distance on the plain, grazing with all the tranquillity
of domestic cattle.
"We are not in want of emus, Gerald," said Mr. Mayburn. "These creatures
are as free to live as we are ourselves. Why will men become hunters
from mere wantonness?"
"We could do cannily with one, master," said Jenny. "They're fair good
eating, and ye see, sir, great strong men gets tired of these bits of
birds."
Mr. Mayburn sighed at the necessity of disturbing the peace of the happy
creatures, and duly impressed on Arthur his wish that only one bird
should be killed. All the young men, roused at the thoughts of the
chase, sprang upon their horses, and, armed with spears and bows,
galloped off to the field. Crafty and swift as these birds are, they
were not entirely able to elude their mounted enemies, who attacked them
with spears and arrows, and at last succeeded in separating from the
rest and surrounding one large bird, in which several arrows had been
previously lodged. Infuriated with pain and fright, the bird ran
frantically round the circle, in fruitless endeavors to escape between
the horses; and Gerald, piercing it with his long spear to oppose its
retreat, it turned suddenly round, and, striking out backwards with its
powerful leg, inflicted such a blow on the horse he was riding, that it
staggered and fell.
Alarmed at the accident, the hunters all rode up to assist Gerald; and
the wounded emu profited by the opportunity, and effected a retreat to
its companions, to the great vexation of the sanguine young men. They
soon raised the horse and his rider. Gerald had escaped unhurt; but the
horse was so bruised by the kick of the powerful creature, that Arthur
saw with consternation that their journey must be delayed some time,
till it recovered from the blow; if, indeed, it was not rendered
entirely incapable of further service.
Mortified and dejected, the discomfited hunters returned to the
encampment, where they were received by Mr. Mayburn with a lesson on
humanity to animals, by Margaret with friendly raillery, and by Jenny
with ill-repressed murmurs; but all were grieved at the sufferings of
the poor horse.
"That beast must just lie where he is for one day, however," said
Wilkins; "and I question whether that'll sarve to mend a bad job. I say,
some of ye slips of lads, run up them trees, and take a look round, to
see if t' coast's clear."
It was at once employment and amusement for the active boys, Hugh and
Gerald, to climb two tall fig-trees that grew in front of the wood, and
scan the wide scene around.
"Now, sentinels," cried Margaret from below, "please to report what you
have observed."
"I can see our little rivulet," said Hugh, "winding like a silver thread
over the plains to the south-east, even to the very horizon, where a
gray line terminates the view. That may be the hem of the large river
Arthur has planned."
"I say, Arthur, come up," cried Gerald; "I want you to look at a dark
mass far away north. I could almost fancy I saw it moving."
Arthur was soon by his side, and, after examining the object pointed
out, he said with a sigh, "You are right, Gerald, it does move; and I
fear we are pursued at this unlucky moment, when we cannot, I fear,
continue our flight. You, boys, remain to watch, while I descend to hold
a council about our perilous situation."
"Hand us up the guns, then, Arthur," answered Gerald, "and see if we
will not guard the pass. Not a single rogue shall advance, but we will
mark him and bring him down from our watch-tower."
"That plan will not do, Gerald," said Arthur. "Your office is to watch,
and, as soon as you can, to ascertain their strength."
Then the distressed youth descended to report his lamentable tidings to
the tranquil party below, and great was the dismay felt by the timid.
"We might send off master and Miss Margaret," said Jack. "What think you
of that, Mr. Arthur? We could hold out here a good bit, to let them have
a good start down south; and then, if God helped us, we might get after
them."
"Margaret, what do you say to this plan?" asked Mr. Mayburn. "There is
Davy, who seems honest, could we not trust him to conduct us and our two
poor women to our friends the Deverells?"
"It must not be so, dear papa," answered Margaret; "we must live or die
together. Think how unhappy we should be to leave them exposed to
dangers for our sakes. But could we not hide in this thick wood? It
might be that the pursuers would not discover us."
"But the trail, Margaret," answered Arthur,--"the trail would betray us.
Is there any mode left us to escape, do you think, Wilkins?"
"Ay, ay, Mr. Arthur, ye fancy it's best to set one rogue to cheat
another," replied Wilkins. "Keep up your heart, Miss; I'se thinking we
can lead 'em on a wrong scent yet."
The wood behind them spread for a considerable way along the side of the
rivulet, from which it was about a hundred yards distant. The opposite
banks were hemmed up to the water with a broad growth of reeds, beyond
which lay a vast entangled scrub.
"We'll see if we cannot manage to send 'em ower yonder," continued
Wilkins, pointing to the opposite side; "so bring t' horses here, and
come along wi' ye."
By the orders of Wilkins the men mounted the five sound horses, having
first led the lame one, with Margaret, Mr. Mayburn, and the women, into
the intricacies of the wood, and left them, carefully arranging the
bush, so that no trail could be seen. Then the horsemen, making a broad
track, by riding abreast, proceeded to the shallow rivulet, crossed it,
and breaking down the reeds before them, forced a pass to the scrub.
Here it was unnecessary to proceed, as on the brush-covered ground it
was easy to suppose the trail might be lost; they therefore returned,
carefully retracing their steps to the river, and riding the horses in
the water about a hundred yards down the stream, from which, at distant
intervals, they brought them up singly to the wood, obliterating the
trail with scrupulous care; and, finally, through several convenient
openings, they introduced them into the heart of the wood, where a small
grassy spot enabled them to leave the animals to graze, after carefully
securing them. Here all the party assembled, to wait the event, except
the three boys, who, taking guns and bows, returned to the fig-trees
from whence they had first perceived the pursuers, re-ascended, and
concealed themselves in the thick foliage, to watch the foe, and, if
necessary, to defend the fortress.
The pursuers were now plainly visible, and the watchers discovered that
the party consisted of the bush-rangers, driving before them a herd of
cattle, and accompanied by a band of the natives. The procession
certainly formed an imposing body, but the men were on foot, and must
necessarily proceed slowly with the cattle; and if all the horses had
been fit for the road, Arthur saw they might easily have escaped
pursuit, and he bitterly regretted the imprudent and unprofitable chase
of the emu. He now considered that the most advisable plan would be, if
possible, to allow the men to pass, and then to follow them.