THE ARRIVAL OF THE SPRING PACKET--WELCOME LETTERS--ARRANGEMENTS FOR THE
HOME-FLITTING--SAM'S RAILLERY--RACHEL AND WINNIE AT SAGASTA-WEEKEE--
HAPPY HOURS--CANOEING EXCURSIONS--THE CYCLONE--YOUNG EXCURSIONISTS
EXPOSED TO ITS AWFUL POWER--THE NARROW ESCAPE--THE REFUGE OF THE ROCK--
NAPOLEON, THE TAME BEAR, IN POSSESSION--GUN SIGNALS--THE HAPPY RESCUE.
The arrival of the spring packet was, and still is, an interesting event
to the dwellers in those remote northern regions. Not a letter or paper
had reached Sagasta-weekee since the Christmas packet, and now it was
June. And so when the first boats of the Hudson Bay Company arrived
from Red River and Fort Garry, with supplies and great bundles of
letters and periodicals, there was great excitement. A swift canoe was
in readiness at the fort, and so it was not long ere the large number
directed to Sagasta-weekee were hurried over to the expectant ones.
They were quickly assorted, and then each person with his own rushed off
to fairly devour the contents.
"Faith," said Sam, as he eagerly seized his bundle, "the sight of my
blessed mother's handwriting puts sand in my eyes and a lump in my
throat. Blessings on the darling! May she live a thousand years!"
Frank and Alec were equally as much interested, but they controlled
their feelings and left to the more demonstrative Sam these joyous
ebullitions, that were as natural as it was for him to breathe.
After Mr Ross had perused a number of his letters he quietly signalled
to Mrs Ross, and immediately they both left the room. He had received
a letter from Liverpool which informed him that a very serious disease
had begun to undermine the constitution of Frank's father, and while no
immediate fatal results were expected, it was thought best that Frank
should return by the speediest route possible. In Frank's own letters
from home all that had been mentioned in reference to the matter was
that, "father was not quite up to his usual health, and they would all
be glad to have him return as speedily as possible." Neither Mr nor
Mrs Ross said anything to the boys in reference to the matter of their
return until after the evening meal, when they were all in the cozy
study discussing the various events that had been occurring in the
outside world during the last six months, and of which they had all been
in profound ignorance until that day.
Each boy had read his letters to the others, and together they had been
delighted with all the news received, except that concerning Frank's
father. Then, for the first time, the matter of the return home was
seriously discussed. So happy had been the months since their arrival,
nearly a year before, that even the discussion of the return trip had
been kept in the background as much as possible. But now they were face
to face with it, and sharp and quick must be their decision if they
would avail themselves of the first opportunity for their departure.
This would be by the return of these Hudson Bay Company's boats to Red
River. In them they could travel as far as to Fort Garry. From that
point they would take the overland trail on the great plains to St.
Paul, and there, boarding the flat-bottomed steamers on the Mississippi,
would once more begin travelling in a civilised manner.
This plan was the one on which they finally settled. It would be much
more expeditious than the long waiting for the sailing ship at York
Factory, and then returning by the Hudson Bay and North Atlantic route.
This decided, the next question was how to make the best of the ten days
that would elapse ere the journey would begin.
"I'll wager my dog-whip against a pair of moccasins," said Sam, "that I
know where a good part of the time will be spent if a couple of young
gentlemen friends of mine can have their own way."
"All right," quickly responded Mrs Ross, "for although I consider a
wager, at best, is but a fool's argument, and so you may keep your whip,
I will accept your challenge and say that I know that here at Sagasta-
weekee is the spot where the two young gentlemen you have in your mind
will prefer to spend the time until the home journey is commenced."
The sudden extinguishment of Sam's pet phrases of "I'll wager" and "I'll
bet" by the gentle Mrs Ross was much relished by Frank and Alec, who
well knew that they were the young gentlemen to whom he referred, and on
whom he was about to turn his raillery. Generous, good-natured Sam was
quick to acknowledge the error of his ways, in the use of those
expressions from the betting world that had, he hardly knew how, found
their way into his vocabulary. Still, as he gracefully apologised to
Mrs Ross, there was a half-comical, half-perplexed look in his face,
and so, as he never could keep even his thoughts to himself, amidst the
laughter of all he blurted out:
"Sure I was thinking of the young ladies over the way there at the
mission, and that it would be in their sweet smiles my two chums would
wish to be basking."
"We have been thinking of them also," said Mrs Ross, "and before this,
I imagine, the canoe has reached the mission, with a cordial invitation
for both of them to come over, with as many others of the family as can
leave, and spend the time with us until the boats start for Red River."
"Hurrah!" shouted Frank and Alec in chorus, and ere they seemed aware of
what they were doing, in the exuberance of their boyish delight, they
had hold of Mrs Ross and were gyrating with her around the room, to the
great amusement of all, especially of Roderick and Wenonah, who speedily
joined in the sport.
This being settled, the next thing was to talk over the preparations
essential for the return trip. So many and varied were the trophies of
the chase, as well as Indian curios that each of the boys wished to take
back to the home land, that orders were at once given to the carpenters
for the requisite number of large cassettes. This is the name given in
that region to water-tight boxes made out of the spruce lumber of the
country. Indian women also were engaged to prepare the requisite
travelling outfits for both the water and prairie routes. Then they all
settled down to a loving talk over the happy months of the past and the
outlook of the future. Speaking for the three boys, Frank said:
"We can never sufficiently thank Mr and Mrs Ross for this memorable
year. It has been an education to us all that will, we are sure, be
helpful to us in years to come. We shall not only, in the many trophies
of these happy and sometimes exciting days, have before us in our
different homes the tangible reminders of our glorious sports and
adventures, but engraved in our memories will be the many remembrances
of the unfailing love and indulgent sympathy you have ever shown toward
us. We are all very grateful to you both, and, while naturally pleased
at the prospect of soon being with our loved ones across the sea, we are
very sorry that we shall soon have to say good-bye."
This touching and nicely worded speech of Frank's was too much for
tender-hearted Wenonah and Roderick, and so they burst out into weeping
and hurriedly left the room. Sam seemed to be suddenly attacked with a
bad cold and blew his nose vigorously, and for once had nothing to say.
Alec, more able to control himself, added a few kindly, grateful words
to these so well put by Frank.
Mr and Mrs Ross were deeply stirred, and in reply stated the happiness
that had come to them in having had within their home three young
gentlemen who had ever been a source of pleasure and inspiration to
them. Kindly were the words of counsel given them for their guidance in
the harder battles of life before them--to be manly, self-reliant, and
ever honest and true. "Remember this," added Mr Ross, "upright, honest
boys will make the true men the world needs."
The memory of that evening long lingered with them, and in after years,
in some fierce moral conflicts, in which they each had to wear a face as
of flint against temptation, the words of wisdom there heard, enabled
them to triumph against the fiercest attacks. "A word in season, how
good it is!"
Early the next morning the boys were up, and after breakfast and prayers
they began assorting their various collections gathered, for skillful
Indian hands to carefully pack up for the long, rough journey that lay
between them and their distant homes. A month or so before this they
had parted with their dogs. Kinesasis had taken them all out to the
distant island, where in idleness they could spend the few brilliant
summer months, ere another winter would call them back to their work
again. The boys had found it hard to part with the faithful animals.
Alec especially, who had, in his Scottish nature, formed a great
attachment to his gallant four that had found a warm place in his heart
by the way they had secured for him his victory in that memorable race,
was almost disconsolate. Two or three times had he secured a couple of
Indians and a good canoe, and had gone over to the island for a romp
with them.
The friends from the mission arrived in the afternoon, and were
cordially welcomed. They had accepted Mrs Ross's invitation in the
spirit in which it had been so genuinely given. In such a land there is
but little of the artificial and conventional. Friendship is true and
genuine, and loving words have but one meaning. Frank and Alec greeted
Rachel and Winnie in Oo-che-me-ke-se-gou fashion. They did not know
whether to be pleased or sorry when they saw tears in the bright eyes of
these young ladies, when the news was told them of the speedy departure
of the three young gentlemen to their distant homes across the sea.
Alec said he was rather proud of seeing the tears in Winnie's eyes, as
it made him more than ever think that she did really think something of
him, and he would try by hard and steady effort in the coming years to
prove himself worthy of her love. Frank, more open and impulsive, when
he saw the tears in the eyes of his beloved Rachel, could not restrain
his own, and was visibly affected. Sam, who had been an interested
spectator of the arrival and the various greetings, must of course make
a few remarks.
"Look at Alec there," said he. "The self-opinionated young Scotchman!
He thinks so much of himself that he is pleased to see a sweet young
lady shedding some tears for him."
This was rather severe on the part of Sam, but he could not bear to see
anyone in tears, and so he was a little extra-critical just now. His
keen eyes had also narrowly watched Frank, and as he saw the tears in
his eyes and noticed his visible emotion, even fun-loving Sam was
touched, and he impulsively exclaimed:
"Frank, my darling, I love you for your great big heart. But my
feelings are all mixed, for why should a young gentleman, who has just
kissed his sweetheart, be after weeping and giving redness of eyes to
the rest of us?"
Then, with a merry laugh, he roused himself out of these dumps, as he
called them, and exclaimed:
"Frank, my boy, here is a conundrum for you: Of which of the venerable
men of the past does your conduct remind me?"
Various guesses were made, but none were considered satisfactory, and so
Sam was called upon to solve his own riddle. His answer was clever and
characteristic. "Well," said he, "when reading the blessed book my
mother gave me I found a portion which said, `And Jacob kissed Rachel,
and lifted up his voice, and wept.' Why he should have shed any tears
at such an interesting transaction bothered me. But now I think I get a
glimmering idea in reference to it, since I have seen the events of to-
day."
"Sam, Sam," said Mrs Ross, who had heard this quaint reference to the
old patriarch, "why do you thus bring in such names in your
pleasantries?"
"I don't know," replied the irrepressible Sam, "unless it is that it is
in my blood; for one of the last things I heard my mother say, ere I
left home, was that, to judge by the thinness of the milk furnished by
the farmer who supplied us, he much reminded her of Pharaoh's daughter,
as he took a _profit_ out of the water!"
"Chestnuts," said Alec. "I have heard that before."
It was new to the majority, and the droll way in which Sam gave it put
everybody in a good humour, and a very happy, delightful time was spent
by them all.
Rapidly sped on the few days that intervened between the arrival of the
packet and the return trip of the boats to Red River. These Hudson Bay
Company's boats had come loaded with furs caught the previous winter,
which would be sent down to York Factory with vast quantities from other
parts of the great country, and from that fort shipped to England.
Then, loaded with goods for the next winter's trade, the boats would
return to the different posts from which they had come. With the
exception of canoes, they afforded the only means of travel in the
summer time in those regions.
Mr Ross had gone over to the fort at Norway House, and had obtained
from the gentlemen there in charge permission to send Frank, Alec, and
Sam in these boats as far as Fort Garry. He also decided to accompany
them that far in their journey, and see that everything was secured
necessary for their long trip across the prairies to St. Paul.
As the weather had now become very pleasant for canoeing, several very
delightful outings were arranged by Mr and Mrs Ross for the young
folks. The boys had become expert canoeists, and in the long gloamings
of the lengthened days in June in those high north lands, they had many
memorable excursions.
As the Indian women and maidens are all experts in handling the paddle,
so it becomes a point of honour among the ladies, young and old, in the
Hudson Bay fort and mission to be able to, at least in a measure,
imitate the dusky, bronzed maidens of the wigwams. Mr Hurlburt had
wisely trained his daughters in this accomplishment. Living as they
did, where there were really no walks except the trails that immediately
led into the primeval forests, where lurking wild beasts were at times
so bold that they came up close to the dwellings of the villagers, it
was really dangerous to go far from home. Canoeing thus became the
great summer recreation and amusement. And for the upper part of the
body there is no better exercise. The result was that Rachel and Winnie
were both skillful and fearless canoeists, and very much enjoyed this,
which has well been called "the poetry of motion."
Mr Ross prided himself on his beautiful, graceful canoes for the summer
time, about as much as he loved his dogs in the long winter months. The
Indians, knowing his love for their graceful canoes, had presented him
with some great beauties, on which they had exercised all their
ingenuity and skill in construction, and their artistic taste in
ornamentation. These were all now in much demand, and merry and happy
indeed was the whole party, as perhaps in six or eight canoes they
started from the little land-locked harbour of Sagasta-weekee. Frank
and Rachel were company enough for one of the prettiest canoes, while
the same could be said of Alec and Winnie in another not less handsome.
To the last, Sam's joy was to have with him the little children, Wenonah
and Roderick. To him was assigned a large, safe canoe, and a couple of
trusty Indians to aid in the paddling. The rest of the party went out
more or less frequently, as it best suited them. So much had to be done
to complete the arrangements for the journey that often the young folks
went out alone on their joyous trips.
One afternoon Mr Ross was a little troubled, and at first seemed
inclined to ask all to give up their excursions on the water for that
day and amuse themselves at home. His trusty barometer, that had stood
so steady for fine settled weather for days, was now acting in a most
erratic manner. A change of some kind was evident, and so Sam and the
children did not venture out. Still, as the sky was cloudless and the
blue waters of the island-studded lake looked so peaceful and quiet, he
did not prevent Frank and Alec, with the young ladies, from venturing
out, but gave them some words of caution and then let the happy
canoeists embark, and saw them strike out in unison as away they glided
over the little sun-kissed waves. For a little while the music of their
laughter and song fell on the ears of those who had gone to see them
off. When they had disappeared among the beautiful fir-clad islands the
spectators returned to the house, and were soon busy in their various
duties.
Crash! Boom! What is that?
Too well was it known by Mr Ross and those who had lived in that land.
It was a dreadful thunderbolt, the precursor of the fierce cyclone, the
sudden storm that is coming upon them at the rate of something near a
hundred miles an hour. Worst of all, four young people are out in it,
in a couple of frail canoes, and who can tell what may happen to them
when in its full fury it bursts upon them?
And how fares it with the young folks about whom there is now naturally
so much anxiety at Sagasta-weekee? With laughter and song we saw them
dash away, as under their skillful strokes their light canoes, like sea
birds, glided along over the peaceful waters. Now, drenched and half
dazed by the blinding glare of the terrific storm, they are battling for
life in a very maelstrom of waters. Suddenly had the storm struck them.
They had remarked the strange actions and the frightened cries of the
birds, that all seemed hurrying in one direction. Then they had
observed the dead calm that had settled down on everything. Even the
aspen leaves on the trees, on the islands along which they glided, for
once were ominously still. Every wavelet on the waters hushed itself
asleep, and the whole surface of the lake was as a sea of polished
glass.
Rachel was the first to take alarm from this deadly calm, and she
exclaimed:
"This is unnatural, and means danger. Let us return at once."
Quickly they turned their canoes, and now only a few yards apart they
began the race before the coming storm, although as yet it had not
revealed itself. The first intimation they had of its approach was the
rapidly rising wind, which fortunately arose directly behind them. It
was at first different from any ordinary breeze. It seemed to come
along like a thing of life, now catching up a handful of water and
scattering it like sand, then bounding up in wanton sport, and then once
more trailing on the waters and making it ripple in lines or lanes, as
in mad sport it now more rapidly hurried along.
Then, as they looked back over their shoulders to the north-west, they
saw coming up the cyclonic cloud. It was dark as midnight, ragged at
its edges, and above it was a rim of sky so green and so unnatural that
our brave young people for a moment almost recoiled with terror at the
sight.
"Paddle for that island!" shouted Rachel. "No canoe can live in such a
storm as will soon be on us."
Hardly had she uttered these words ere there shot out a thunderbolt so
vivid that they were all nearly blinded by its intense brightness. It
seemed to fill the whole heavens around them with its dazzling
whiteness, and then as suddenly it was gone.
"One, two, three, four," began Rachel, who, although paddling with
wondrous effectiveness, was calm and collected.
"O, don't stop to count," called Winnie, who was like the rest
desperately yet cautiously using her paddle. "It would be better to
pray than do that."
"We'll do that shortly, but paddle for dear life now, and don't
interrupt the count. Where was I? Ten, eleven, twelve--" and at
eighteen there came the crash of the thunder of that lightning flash
that had so nearly blinded them. It was as though a thousand great
cannon had simultaneously been fired.
"Hurrah!" shouted the brave girl the instant it died away. "We have two
minutes and a half yet ere the cyclone reaches us. In two minutes we
must reach the other side of that high rocky point, and in the remaining
half minute we must get on the lee side of the great sheltering rocks.
Courage all, and let every stroke tell!"
And there was need for courage, for already the white caps were around
them, and behind them the waters hissed and shrieked like demons let
loose and howling for their victims. The heavens were rapidly being
overwhelmed with the blackness of darkness. But here is the point!
Skillfully the two girls, who were in the stern of the canoes, steered
them sharply around, and the strong strokes of Frank and Alec did the
rest, and they were in the shelter of the rock. But it would only be
safe for an instant.
"Now all spring for your lives!" again cried Rachel; "and let everything
go, Frank, but your gun and some cartridges."
"Can we not save the canoes?" shouted Alec.
"No, no!" cried Rachel. "It is our lives here only that we must think
about, for the sake of those who even now, perhaps, are mourning us as
dead."
The shelter of the rocks was within a few flying bounds, and they were
safe. It was an enormous rock that towered up some scores of feet, and
on the lee side, where our young folks had found shelter, hung over for
perhaps twenty feet. Fortunate indeed were they to have reached such a
refuge.
A few seconds later, when, with backs against the mighty rock, they were
in a measure recovering from the violent exertion of that fearful
struggle, Winnie cried out, "O, where are the canoes?"
Not a vestige of them was ever after seen. They had been caught up in
that cyclone that came thundering on so close behind that in the brief
seconds in which the young people had run from them to the rock they had
been picked up and whirled into oblivion.
"It is well," said Alec, "I did not stop to try and save the one I was
in. But why, Rachel, did you ask Frank to bring along his gun and
ammunition?"
"You will soon see," said the brave, thoughtful girl, "that they will be
worth more to us and our anxious friends than the canoes."
In the meantime, the storm in passing the point had spread out over the
whole place, and the rain, which was now descending in torrents, began
to be very uncomfortable. A rim of light was still in the distance, and
with the now almost incessant flashings of the lightning it was possible
to grope around for a dry and more sheltered spot under the great rock.
Alec, who had volunteered to go out and try to find a drier place, and
who was now groping along in one direction as the lightning lit up his
path, was heard to suddenly let out a cry of alarm and then almost
immediately after burst into a hearty peal of laughter.
"What in the world have you found in such a place to cause you to act
like this?" said Frank, who was really annoyed at the merriment of Alec
after such a narrow escape.
"Come here and you will see," was the only reply they could secure from
Alec, who was acting in a manner so strange and unaccountable.
So, waiting for the lightning flashes to enable them to pick their way
over the rough stones under the sheltered place, they cautiously moved
toward him. As they came within a few feet and were now in the gloom,
waiting for another flash to light up the way, Alec said: "Don't be
frightened at what you will see. It is only old Napoleon, and he is as
frightened as he can be, and seems glad to have me with him."
The sight that met them as the next vivid flash blazed out was indeed
enough to try older and stronger nerves, for there was Alec with his
back against the dry rock and one of his arms around the neck of an
enormous bear.
"Don't be alarmed," shouted Alec. "It is old Napoleon, and he is more
frightened by the cyclone than any of us."
"How do you know it is Napoleon?" asked Winnie, who was noted for her
extreme cautiousness.
"Know him? Why, of course I know him, and he was as pleased as an
affectionate dog to see me. And see, here are the two brass rings I put
in his little round ears last winter at the fort, some time before
Christmas."
This was convincing proof that their comrade was a tame, harmless bear,
and so without any more alarm they all crowded into what proved to be a
dry and safe retreat from the fearful storm that still raged outside.
"Bears know a thing or two," said Alec, "and so old Nap in selecting
this spot was quite confident that it could stand a cyclone."
Meantime the storm continued to rage with awful fury, but sheltered by
the rocks they were safe from its ravages. All they could do was to
patiently wait until its fury was spent. So they sang some sweet hymns,
and the girls gave some reminiscences of previous storms and adventures.
As soon as the storm began to abate Rachel said, "I think, Frank, it is
time you began to use your gun."
"What, would you have him shoot this affectionate old bear?" asked Alec.
A merry laugh burst from the lips of both of the girls, and Winnie asked
him if he had any idea of the reason why Rachel so urged Frank to save
his gun and ammunition, even if everything else should be lost.
"Not the slightest idea," was his answer.
"Well," replied Rachel, "as the fury of the storm is about spent, it is
time to be beginning to explain the mystery. And so now suppose you
take the gun and go out on the beach and fire three times in quick
succession."
Frank and Alec at once comprehended the riddle, and laughed at their own
stupidity. The firing of the gun would bring their rescuers speedily to
them.
Unfortunately for these young people, their retreat was too distant from
Sagasta-weekee for the report of their gun to reach that place.
However, just as soon as Mr Ross saw the storm approaching he summoned
every available man, and had boats in readiness to begin the search as
soon as it was possible to risk the angry waves which a cyclone of this
description stirs up. For at least three hours they had to wait ere
they could make a start. Then in the still angry waters they shoved out
their boats, and in different directions started on the search.
In the meantime let us again go back to the young people in their
strange place of refuge. Noting the increasing brightness, as the black
clouds were now rapidly rolling away, Rachel suggested that three more
shots be fired. In a few minutes more they were repeated, and soon
after, as the rain had now nearly ceased, the whole party came out from
their gloomy cave retreat. On every side were evidences of the terrific
power of the cyclone. Great trees had been torn up by the roots, while
others had been snapped off, leaving the stumps standing from twenty to
fifty feet high.
Apart from the sad evidences of the storm, everything was soon simply
delightful. In those high latitudes the June evenings are very long.
Here was now one of wondrous beauty. The angry waves were quickly dying
away into pleasant ripples. The sun was setting behind some lovely
clouds of gold and crimson, and the air, purified by the cyclone, seemed
exhilarating in the extreme.
"Keep up your firing, Frank," said Rachel, "for doubtless there are
boats out long ere this, looking for what is left of us."
"Listen!" said Winnie, who, being wonderfully gifted in hearing, had
been the first to detect an answering gun. "One, two, three, four.
Fire again!" she cried. "They have heard, but are uncertain as to the
direction."
Again the three reports of the gun sounded in quick succession, and soon
there was the answer of two guns, which meant, "We hear you now and will
soon be with you."
To Mr Ross's great relief and satisfaction, it was the boat, manned by
four oarsmen, of which he himself had charge that was the first to hear
the firing of Frank's gun. Some of his Indian crew had detected reports
before he had, but nothing would satisfy him until the welcome sound
fell on his own ears.
"Pull, men!" he fairly shouted, "and let us see how many of those loved
ones have survived that storm. If any of them are drowned, you need not
take me home."
Not a man in that boat, white or Indian, needed any urging. Such was
the love they all had for those young people that gladly would any one
of them have risked his own life for theirs.
Around the next point, now not far away, again rang out the three
reports, and soon a most welcome sight greeted the eyes of Mr Ross and
his crew. For there, distinctly visible on the shore, were four happy
young people waving their welcomes.
"Thank God," reverently said Mr Ross. "They are all safe." And,
strong man that he was, he wept like a child. Other eyes than his were
moist also. With an effort he checked his deep emotion, and was so able
to control himself that ere the shore was reached he was calm and
collected.
When within hailing distance hearty words of congratulation rapidly
passed back and forward. Such was the nature of the shore that a good
place where they could step into the boat from the shore was not easily
found, and so the men at the oars rowed up on the sandy beach as far as
they could, and then, running out three oars, made a walk that answered
very well.
Good Mr Ross was so wild with delight at the fact of the preservation
of these young folks, whom he loved so well, that he was the first to
rush out and try and gather them all in his arms.
In the excitement of the rescue Napoleon, the tame bear, had been quite
forgotten, but now he acted as though he had been doing his share of
thinking, and had come to the conclusion that, if his liberty was to be
associated with cyclones, he had had enough of it; and so, just as Mr
Ross and the young people were about to go on board the boat, he
deliberately came marching out of the cave and, carefully balancing
himself, walked up on the oars and took a comfortable position in the
boat.
His unexpected appearance very much startled the men, and there was a
general scramble for guns. Alec, quick to see his danger, rushed up,
and taking a position beside Napoleon forbade any shooting, and speedily
made some very necessary explanations, much to the relief and amusement
of all.
It did not take long to return to Sagasta-weekee, and great indeed were
the rejoicings there.
Soon the other search boats returned, and the anxieties of all were thus
speedily relieved. After the recital of the story of their narrow
escape an impressive thanksgiving service was held, and every heart was
full of gratitude for their deliverance.