MY ADVENTURES WITH NATTY IN THE DESERT.

On re-entering the hut I found that Natty was still sleeping; but his

slumbers were greatly troubled, and he had evidently much fever on him.

Oh, how I wished that David had been with us; for, with all my anxiety,

I did not know how to treat him. One thing was certain, he was utterly

unable to travel. I was unwilling even to go out of sight of the hut,

lest some wild beast might in the meantime come near it. I must do so,

however, before long, I saw; for our slender stock of water was already

almost exhausted, and cold water, I felt sure, was absolutely necessary

for him. In what direction I was most likely to find it I could not

tell. The last stream we crossed was some distance back, and I might

have to go a long way across the plain before coming to another; indeed,

in no direction did the appearance of the country indicate a stream or

fountain. This thought caused me the greatest anxiety. I would have

endured any amount of thirst, I thought, rather than not give Natty what

he required. I remembered that the orphan boy was committed to my

charge by his father, and as a father would treat his son, so was I

bound to treat him.

After sitting by his side for some time and eating a slender breakfast,

I took my gun and walked about the hut, now going in one direction, now

in the other, in the hope of finding indications of water. Perhaps, I

thought, I may kill a parrot or pigeon, or some other bird, which may be

more palatable to him than stronger meat. I went further and further,

but still could find no signs of water. While I was at the furthest

point the dread seized me, that although the hut was in sight some

creature might have stolen in, and I hurried back, dreading to find my

fears realised. Not till I had entered the hut and knelt down by his

side was I satisfied that he was safe. He was still sleeping, and I

hoped he might thereby recover his strength. After sitting for some

time by his side, I again got up and cut a number of boughs. These I

stuck in round the entrance, so that no creature could possibly get in.

I now ventured to go rather further from the hut, but could not bring

myself to lose sight of the tree under which it was situated. I

continued looking about for birds; for though I saw some at a distance,

I could not get near enough to be certain of a shot; and as I said

before, I could not venture to throw any of my ammunition away. I was

beginning to feel very thirsty, and had recourse to chewing leaves,

hoping that it would relieve me. It had, however, but little effect.

At last, greatly out of spirits, I returned to the hut. Natty awoke as

I pulled aside the boughs. He scarcely seemed to know me, however. I

gave him a little water, and I thought, after taking it, he looked

rather better, so I gave him more. I had been sitting by his side for

some time, when I heard him whisper--"You had better go on, Andrew; I

will follow by-and-by, but do not stop for me."

"That will never do," I answered, thankful to hear him speak. "You will

get well shortly, and then we will go on together."

"I will try to go with you now," he said, trying to rise; but he sank

back immediately, unable to lift himself from the ground. He uttered a

sigh on discovering his weakness.

I passed the remainder of the day as I had the commencement. As I saw

evening approaching I collected a large supply of broken branches to

serve as firewood, and then made up a semicircular heap, which I

intended to keep blazing all the night. I was sorry that I had not

slept during the day, that I might the more easily keep awake while on

my watch. I took some supper, though, in consequence of the thirst from

which I was suffering, I felt little disposed to eat; but still I was

unwilling to exhaust our water by drinking more than a few drops. I

knew that the next day I must inevitably go in search of some. My young

companion's life might depend upon my finding it. To avoid the risk of

being surprised should I fall asleep, after I had lighted the fire and

seen that it blazed up thoroughly, I took my seat inside the hut, and

secured the boughs as before. In spite of my resolution to keep awake,

I had not been seated on the ground more than an hour or so before I

felt sleep stealing over me. At length I tried to arouse myself. I was

completely overpowered, though I still retained a consciousness of where

I was, and of the necessity of being on my guard. Suddenly I awoke,

feeling an undefined dread. I could hear Natty breathing, but all was

dark inside the hut. On looking out I discovered that I must have been

asleep for some time, for the fire was entirely extinguished. I sprang

up, leaving my gun on the ground. My first impulse was to re-light the

fire. I hurriedly felt about for the sticks, which I had placed on one

side, and carried them to the spot where the fire had been burning. I

placed them as before in a semicircle. Finding that I could not strike

the light in the open air, I retired into the hut to do so. Whilst thus

employed I fancied I heard some creature moving over the ground. I got

the match lighted, and then set fire to the bundle of twigs which I had

collected. With these in my hand, I went to the pile of wood. I tried

to light it. At last I set it on fire in one place. I was then moving

round to another, when I saw at about twenty paces off a dark object

creeping slowly towards me. On it came; and while blowing away at the

wood to cause it to ignite, I began to distinguish the outlines of a

huge lion. In a few seconds the savage monster might be upon me.

Already he was near enough, I thought, to make his spring with fatal

effect. I knew that my chief safety would depend on the fire blazing up

quickly. Taking the torch, therefore, and mustering all the nerve I

possessed, I tried to light the pile at another spot between the two

which were already beginning to burn, though feebly. Now I bent down

and blew, now looked up towards the lion. To my horror, I saw him

crouching down, and slowly creeping towards me. I knew he was doing so

preparatory to making his tremendous spring. Just then a breeze fanned

my cheek. It came stronger and stronger, and up blazed the fire. The

lion stopped. Giving a stir to the fire as I passed along it, I rushed

back to my hut and seized my gun. As the fire blazed up the monster

gave a tremendous roar of rage and disappointment, but still held his

ground. The sound awoke Natty, who asked, in a trembling voice, what

was the matter. "Remain quiet," I answered. "We have an unwelcome

visitor, but I hope to drive him away." Again the lion roared and

lashed his tail, but he could not bring himself to dash through the

fire, though he must have seen me moving about on the other side of it.

I stood up with my gun, which I had loaded with a bullet, hoping to hit

him should he make a spring. Still he did not move; and remembering the

effects of my shouts the night before, I suddenly rushed towards the

fire, kicking it about, so as to make the flames rise up more briskly

than before, and at the same time shouting out at the top of my voice.

The lion roared in return. The louder he roared, the more wildly I

shouted and shrieked; and then, seizing a number of burning sticks, I

sprang over the fire towards him. The effect was satisfactory, for,

turning round, away he bounded into the darkness, whilst I shouted out,

"Victory! victory!" I had heard that if lions are thus met by a bold

front, they often prove cowardly; and I hoped, therefore, that my

visitor would not return. I now made up the fire, and went back to

Natty. I found him trembling with alarm, but in other respects far more

like himself than he had been all the day. This raised my hopes of his

recovery. I gave him a little water and a few mouthfuls of cassava; and

I was glad to find that in a short time he again dropped off to sleep.

As may be supposed, I had no inclination, after my encounter with the

lion, again to close my eyes. Should Natty be better in the morning, I

resolved to start off at an early hour in search of water. I was

therefore thankful when the cheering light of day again returned. I

gave Natty some more food, and almost the last drops of water we

possessed. I had a small drinking-cup; into this I poured the

remainder, and told him to husband it carefully.

"I must go out, Natty, and try and find some more," I said. "I will

imprison you as securely as I can, and you must try to wait patiently

till I return. I will not be absent a moment longer than I can help."

Natty looked anxiously up at me. "Is it absolutely necessary?" he

asked.

"Yes, indeed," I said; "but I hope that before long I shall find what we

want, and in a day or two you will be able to accompany me home."

"I will try to get well; but it is not my fault, Andrew. I would walk

if I could," he said, in a faint tone.

I was not content with merely closing the entrance, but getting some

strong vines, I intertwined them round the walls and then got some large

boughs, and placed them over the whole building. I trusted that thus no

animal could possibly enter. I knew that sufficient air would be

obtained through the roof. All that I could do was to pray, for his

sake and my own, that I might return in safety to him.

"Good-bye, Natty," I said, when I had finished the work. "Keep up your

spirits, my boy. I hope soon to be back; but if I do not come as

quickly as you expect, do not be alarmed. I may have to go some way for

water."

My wisest course perhaps was to have gone back to the last stream we had

passed; but then I could not have returned the same night to our hut,

and what would poor Natty have done all that time without me? I

therefore determined to push on in an opposite direction, hoping that I

might meet with a fountain or rivulet. On and on I went. The sun, as

he rose in the sky, grew hotter and hotter. I had not a drop of water

to cool my dry tongue. I had never before really known the feeling of

want of water. I had been very thirsty; but now the whole inside of my

mouth and throat seemed to consist of a dry horny substance, or as if I

had swallowed some of the contents of a dust-bin. Still on and on I

went. I hoped by continuing in a direct course that I should obtain

water more speedily.

A considerable portion of the day had passed away. The sun had attained

its greatest heat, when I thought I saw in the distance a line of trees,

which I felt sure indicated the presence of water. I pushed on more

eagerly, but as I advanced they changed their outline, and suddenly

disappeared. All I could see before me was a low line of grass and

bushes, which had evidently been magnified by a mirage into the

proportion of lofty trees. I went on, but continued to be deceived time

after time in the same way. In every direction the mirage danced on the

plain. I found that in reality the range of my vision was restricted to

a very moderate distance. Suddenly a herd of animals appeared, lifted

completely up in the air. They were deer of some species. I hoped by

killing one that I might somewhat quench my raging thirst with its

blood, but before I had got up to where I had seen them they had

scampered off. At length I saw what I felt sure was a pool of water.

Eagerly I hurried towards it. It was a long way off, I thought; but I

was willing to go any distance for the wished-for fluid, hoping that my

sufferings would find relief, and that I might return before nightfall

to my young companion. I was confirmed in my opinion by catching sight

of several gnus going in the same direction. "They are going there to

drink," I thought; and I felt ready even to encounter lions or any other

savage beasts for the sake of the water. The gnus did not perceive me,

as they were to windward. There was, however, so little wind that I had

to wet my finger and hold it up to discover the point from which it

came. I hoped that I should be able to get close up to the animals.

Now they stopped and fed, now they moved on again slowly. Presently I

saw them stop, when they began switching their tails, and sniffing the

air, and scraping the earth impatiently with their hoofs. As I was

concealed by the ground, which here was sufficiently uneven for the

purpose, I did not think that they could have discovered me. Presently

I was startled by the fierce growl of some animal at no great distance.

I stopped; and looking round, I saw to my horror a huge lion and lioness

at a short way off, just above me. It was evident that they had been

following the gnus, who had only at that instant begun to suspect their

presence. The lion must at the same time have discovered me, and

uttered the roar which I had heard, while his companion was still

creeping on after the gnus. I stopped and knelt down, holding my rifle

ready to fire should the lion approach me. Still there was the lioness,

and being sure that the report of my gun would attract her even should I

kill the lion, I determined not to fire till it was absolutely

necessary. The growl which the lion uttered at seeing me must have been

heard by the gnus, which now set off at a rapid pace to escape from

their pursuers. The lioness darted forward in pursuit, and the lion,

uttering a few more savage roars at me, turned round and followed her.

I was free from their company for the moment, but the knowledge that

they were in the neighbourhood added greatly to my anxiety. I could not

help fearing, too, that they or others might find their way to poor

Natty's hut during my absence. I had for the moment forgotten my

thirst, but now again the sufferings I had been enduring returned, and I

turned my eyes once more towards the spot where I had seen the pond.

Both the gnus and the lions had disappeared. I went on, thinking that I

must soon reach the water. After hurrying on till I felt ready to drop,

I found myself standing on an extent of hard-baked earth, while the

glittering pool I had hoped to reach had disappeared. I looked round.

Similar pools appeared in various places on the very ground I had come

over. I knew therefore that they were but deceptions caused by the

mirage. What had become of the lions I could not tell. I only hoped

that the gnus had led them a long chase, and that they were far away

from me.

Wearied out, I sat down under the shade of a rock, which just sheltered

my head and shoulders. My spirits were sinking. I began to fear that I

had death alone to expect as a termination to my sufferings. And poor

Natty, he would die too; for weak from fever, and unable to help

himself, he must inevitably be starved. "I will go back and die with

him," I exclaimed. "While a particle of strength remains, I will push

on. I cannot let him suffer alone!" While these thoughts were passing

through my mind, I saw some birds flying through the air, uttering as

they went a soft melodious cry, which sounded somewhat like "Pretty

dear! pretty dear!" I watched them anxiously. They were too far off

for me to hit them, but I judged from their flight that they were a

species of partridge which I had before seen. They came from the

south-east, directing their course towards the north-west. Presently I

observed, as I watched them anxiously, that they neared the ground, and

then seemed to me settling down at no great distance off.

I remembered having heard that springs have been discovered by

travellers in the desert by watching the flight of birds, and I hoped

that these were on their way to some fountain. I arose, and hurried on

as fast as my weakness would allow in the direction they had taken.

Still I could not help dreading that I might be again disappointed. I

caught sight at length of some rocks, on the other side of which they

had disappeared. The rocks rose high above the dry, hard ground. As

yet there was no indication of water. My heart sunk within me, but I

persevered. I had not strength to climb the rocks, which rose high up

before me, but I circled round them. I got to the other side, when my

eyes were gladdened by the sight of green herbage and luxuriant shrubs,

which I knew delight in water. Hurrying on, I saw beneath the rocks a

calm, clear crystal pool. Oh, how delighted I felt! But on getting to

the edge I found that the water was too far below me to be easily

reached. I scrambled along the rocks, till at length I discovered a

spot which appeared not more than a foot or two above the water. I

reached it at length, and throwing myself on the ground, bent over till

I could clip my hands in the pure liquid. I eagerly lapped it up. I

felt that I could never drink enough. By degrees my parched tongue and

mouth began to feel cool, and I rose like another person. After resting

a few minutes, I filled my water-bottle. Evening was approaching, but I

could not bear the thought of leaving Natty all the night without

attempting to return to him. Once more I drank my fill. While

drinking, I saw several other flights of birds arrive at the water. A

covey of them pitched thickly on a rock near me. They would afford

valuable nourishment to my young friend. I withdrew the bullet from my

rifle and loaded it with small shot. It was an ungrateful act I was

about to perpetrate, I confess; I thought so even at the time. The

birds, too, seemed fearless of me. I raised my gun and fired. Greatly

to my delight, I saw three lying on the rock, and two others fluttering

near. I hurried forward to secure them. Scarcely had I done so when,

looking round, I saw a lion and lioness--probably the same which had

pursued the gnus--approaching the pool. Strange to say, I felt but

little fear of them. Still I thought it unwise to stand in their path

should they be on their way to drink, as I had no doubt they were. I

accordingly scrambled along the rock to a high point, whence I could

look down upon them as they passed. On seeing me they stopped, and

seemed to be consulting together whether they should attack me. "I will

be ready for you, old fellows," I said aloud, as I reloaded my rifle and

carefully rammed down the bullet. "If you do not interfere with me, I

will let you enjoy your draught unmolested; but if you attack me, look

out for the consequences--Ha! ha! ha!" My own voice struck my ear as

strangely loud and wild. The effect was to make the lions decide on

letting me alone; and while they went on towards the water, I scrambled

down from the rock, and began to make the best of my way towards where I

had left Natty.

I hurried on, though I scarcely expected to reach the hut before dark.

Still I hoped that even at night I might find my way. I will not say

that I was very sanguine about it, as the mirage had deceived me, and

often made objects appeal very different to what they really were. The

sun in a short time sunk behind me. Still, as long as I could move over

the ground, I determined to persevere. I was keeping, I believed, in a

direct line. At length the stars came out, and the moon rose and shed

her pale light over the scene. I knew that lions and other wild beasts

will seldom attack a person while the moon is shining. This encouraged

me to proceed. The stars, whose brilliancy even the moon could scarcely

dim, assisted me in steering my course. I own, however, that now and

then I cast an anxious look over my shoulder, lest the lion and the

lioness might be following me. Where the ground was open I hoped that I

might be able to discover them, should they approach; but in some places

it was rocky, scattered over with thick bushes, within which beasts of

prey might lurk. I was somewhat heavily laden, with my water-bottle and

birds. While suffering from thirst I had no inclination to eat, but now

I began to feel the pangs of hunger, and my knees trembled from the

exertion I had been for so long making. I therefore sat down with my

back against a tree to rest, and to eat the few mouthfuls I had in my

pocket. I scarcely knew till then how tired I was. Anxious as I was to

get on, I yet could not help indulging in a short rest. "I shall be

able to move the faster after it," I thought to myself. Whilst thus

sitting and meditating, what was my dismay to see the two lions stalk

slowly up to me, while behind them appeared a vast troop of the savage

dogs I had encountered on the previous night! I felt spell-bound--

unable to fly, or even to move. The lions whisked their tails and

ground their teeth as they uttered low savage growls, while the dogs

kept barking and yelping behind them. Nearer and nearer they drew. In

vain I tried to lift my rifle and have one shot for my life. No; I

could not even do that. There I sat. In another moment their sharp

fangs would be planted in my throat. Suddenly I gave a start. The

whole panorama of savage eyes and the two central monsters disappeared,

and to my infinite relief I found that I had been asleep, and that the

whole was a phantom of my brain. I really think I must have slept some

time, for after I had recovered from the alarm into which my dream had

thrown me, I felt sufficiently strong to resume my journey. As long as

the moon shone, it was far pleasanter travelling at night than in the

day. Again I went on, but still I could not help acknowledging to

myself that I might very likely after all not be on the right road.

Still I should not gain it by hesitation, and I tried to make up my mind

to be prepared for a disappointment, should I be mistaken. I was doing

my best; I could do no more. At length I saw in the distance a line of

dark trees, which I hoped was the wood on the borders of which our hut

was situated. As I marked the outline, I stepped on with more elastic

tread, thinking of the delight my reappearance would give my poor young

companion. As I was thus walking on, I felt my foot sink into the

earth, and before I could recover myself I fell flat on my face. I

quickly sprang up, for the thought seized me that I might have stepped

into the hole of some snake, and that in another instant he might be

issuing out to attack me. I ran on for some paces, when I stopped and

looked back, but nothing appeared. Not till then did I discover that I

had sprained my ankle. It might be a slight matter under ordinary

circumstances, but, in my case, if it stopped my walking it might be

serious. It pained me considerably, still I found that I could walk. I

went on, but soon began to limp. There was no elasticity in my step

now. My great consolation was that I was near Natty, for I was sure the

wood I saw was that I had left in the morning. The pain had damped my

spirits, and I now began to fear that perhaps after all Natty had grown

worse, or that some wild beasts had found out our hut, and managed to

penetrate into the interior. I was wrong to allow these thoughts to

enter my mind, I know, but under my circumstances it was but natural.

At length I caught sight, under a tree, of what in the moonlight looked

like a mound. It was our hut; but just then I observed several objects

moving about round it, and as I drew near a loud barking and yelping

saluted my ears. I rushed forward. "Those brutes of dogs have found

out Natty!" I exclaimed. Even then I thought that I might be too late

to save him. Shouting out in a stern, strong voice, which I had found

successful before, I ordered them to depart, waving my gun with furious

gestures before me. The dogs saw me, and began to retreat; but some of

them, I thought, seemed to come out of the very hut itself. "Natty!

Natty!" I cried out, "are you safe? Tell me! oh, tell me!"

I got no answer, but the barking and yelping might have drowned Natty's

voice. I dashed frantically forward. I could not fire without the risk

of sending the ball through the hut I doubted, indeed, whether the sound

of my rifle would have much effect on them. The yelping, barking pack

retired as I advanced. "Natty, Natty, speak to me!" I again cried out.

My heart bounded with joy when a faint voice proceeded from within. "O

Andrew! have you really come? I was afraid you must have been killed."

"I am all safe," I answered; "but I must drive these brutes to a

distance before I come to you."

There was a good supply of sticks. I hastily drew them together, and

lighting a match, quickly had a brisk fire burning. The light and my

shouts finally drove off the pack, and I now ventured to open the

entrance to our hut. Natty was sitting up. He pointed to his mouth. I

hastily poured out some of the water, and gave him an ample draught; and

then I sank down on the ground, overcome with fatigue and the pain which

my sprained ankle gave me. I recovered sufficiently, however, to

exchange a few sentences with him, when he told me of the anxiety he had

been suffering, and of the dread he had had that the dogs would force

their way into the hut. I then briefly narrated my adventures. He

seemed, I thought, somewhat better. Having secured the entrance, I lay

down by his side, and, in spite of the pain I was suffering from, was

soon asleep.

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