SPECULATIONS AND RESOLVES--FISHING--INVENTORY OF GOODS AND
CHATTELS--ROASTED FISH--PALMETTO CABBAGE--TOUR--SEA-SHELLS, THEIR
USES--THE PELICAN--NATURE OF THE COUNTRY--STILL HUNTING--WILD TURKEYS
AGAIN--WORK ON THE TENT
The little company did not retire early that night. Sorrow kept them
awake. They sat for a long time speculating upon the probable
destination of the vessel, and upon their own expectations in the case.
To one it seemed probable that their father had obtained the use of the
cutter, for the purpose of examining the coast; to another, that he had
been brought by it to the place where they had last been seen, and that
he was now not far away; to another, that he would go down as far as the
Florida Keys, and there employ some of the wreckers to join him in the
search. At any rate they were sure that a search was going on, and that
it would not be long before they were discovered, and taken home.
Ere retiring to rest that night they adopted a series of resolutions,
the substance of which was that they should live every day in the
expectation of being taken off, and yet husband their resources, as
though they were to continue there for months.
1st. They were to keep their signal always flying.
2d. To be as much as possible on the lookout.
3d. To have a pile of wood ready for a smoke near the signal.
4th. To keep on hand a store of provisions sufficient for several
weeks.
5th. To examine, and know exactly what stores they possessed.
6th. To use no more of their permanent stock than was absolutely
necessary, but to live upon the resources of the island.
7th. To fit up their habitation more securely, that in case of being
assailed by such another storm as that of Sunday night, they should
enjoy a more perfect protection.
8th. In every possible way to be ready either for departing home, or
continuing there an indefinite length of time.
In consequence of these resolutions, the first business to which they
attended on the following morning, was the preparation of the pile of
wood for their signal by smoke; and the next, the provision of a stock
of food. As a temporary fulfilment of this last named duty, Harold went
with Frank to obtain a supply of fish, leaving Robert and Mary at the
tent, to make out the proposed inventory of goods. Both parties
fulfilled their contracts, and on coming together, Harold reported eight
large trout, besides a number of crabs, and a small turtle; and Robert
read a list, showing that besides the stores put up by their father for
Riley, and those brought by Sam and Riley in their boat, consisting of
bread and bacon, parched corn and dried venison, there were rations for
a full fortnight or more.
Of the trout brought by Harold, all except one had been cleaned, and
presented to Mary; the last he reserved for the purpose, he said, of
giving them another specimen of wild-woods’ cookery. Before sitting
down to dinner, he took this one without any preparation whatever of
scaling or cleansing, and wrapping it in green leaves, laid it in the
ashes to roast. It was soon done. Then peeling off the skin, he helped
each to the pure white meat in such a way as to leave the skeleton and
its contents untouched. Mary’s taste was offended by the sight of a
dish so rudely prepared; but hearing the others speak in surprise of its
peculiarly delicate flavour, she also was tempted to try, and then
partook of it as heartily as any one else.
While Harold was absent on his fishing excursion, Robert, having
completed his inventory, had obtained another stick of palmetto cabbage.
By Sam’s instruction, this was freed from every particle of the green
and hard covering, boiled in three separate waters, in the last of which
was put a little salt. When thoroughly done, it was laid in a dish, and
seasoned with butter. Prepared thus it was a real delicacy, partaking of
the combined flavours of the cauliflower and the artichoke.
Bent resolutely upon living as real "marooners" on the productions of
the island, the boys felt that it was necessary for them first to know
something more of the country around. It was therefore agreed that they
should devote that day to a combined tour of hunting and exploration.
To this Mary also consented, for she had now become more accustomed to
her situation, and moreover had Sam with her as an adviser.
Taking an early breakfast, and calling Mum, they departed, leaving
Fidelle as a protector to Mary and Frank. The course which they pursued
was along the coast. For a mile they walked on the smooth hard beach,
and saw it covered with innumerable shells, of all sorts and sizes.
Some were most beautifully fluted; others were encircled with spurs or
sharp knots; some were tinted with an exquisite rose colour; others were
snowy white, and others of a dark mahogany. Conchs of a large size were
abundant, and there were myriads of little rice-shells.
"I wonder if these shells can be put to no use?" asked Harold.
"Certainly," Robert responded. "If we need lime we can obtain it by
burning them. These large round shells may be cut so as to make
handsome cups and vases. The long ones are used by many poor people for
spoons. And the conch makes a capital trumpet; our negroes on the
seaboard make a hole in the small end for this purpose. We often hear
the boatmen blowing their conchs at night; and when the sound comes to
us across the water, as an accompaniment to their boat songs, it is
particularly sweet."
On learning these uses of the conch shell, Harold selected several fine
specimens, and threw them higher on the beach, remarking, that in case
they remained upon the island they would need other signals than those
of the gun or the smoke for calling each other’s attention; and that he
intended to try his skill in converting some of these shells into
trumpets.
Pocketing some of the most delicate varieties for Mary and Frank, they
continued down the coast, attracted by a large white object near the
water-side. At first it appeared to be a great heap of foam thrown
there by the sea, but soon they saw it move, and Robert pronounced it to
be a pelican. "It is a pity that it is not eatable," said he, "for one
bird would furnish more flesh than a larger gobbler. But it is fishy."
"O, if that be its only fault we can correct it," replied Harold. "I
recollect one day when you were sea-sick, hearing the captain say that
he had eaten every sea-bird that flies, except Mother Cary’s chickens;
and that he took off the skin as you would that of a deer or rabbit, and
soaked the flesh in strong brine; or if he was on shore he buried it for
a day or two in the earth, and that then the flesh was pleasant enough.
He said, moreover, that the fishy taste of water-fowl comes mostly from
the skin. Come, let us get that fellow. I cannot help thinking what a
nice shawl, in cold or rainy weather, his skin would make for Mary, if
properly cured with all its feathers on."
The pelican, however, saved them all future trouble on account of either
its flesh or its skin, for, being a very shy bird, it flew away long
before they came within gunshot. Having ascended the bluff, they stood
upon a bank of sand, and looking far down the coast saw it curve out of
sight, without offering any inducement to pursue it further.
Immediately upon the bluff, and for a quarter of a mile inland, the
country was bare of trees, except here and there a cluster of dwarfish
cedars, overtopped by tall palmettoes; but in the interior the forest
trees appeared rising into loftier magnificence the farther they grew
from the sea. Striking across this barren strip--which, however, was
pleasantly varied by patches of cacti loaded with superb crimson pears,
and by little wildernesses of chincopin (dwarf-chestnut) bushes, whose
open burrs revealed each a shining jet black cone--and entering the kind
of forest where game might be expected, Harold gave Mum the order to
"Hie on"; and he was soon dashing about in every direction.
"I suppose," said Robert, "that you intend to _still hunt_. But if so,
you must remember that I have the art yet to learn; and if you wish not
to be interrupted by my blunders, you had better describe now, before we
go to work, how it is that still hunters find their game, and then how
they approach it."
"They find their game by various means," Harold replied, acknowledging,
at the same time, the justice of Robert’s remarks. "Some by their own
keen eyes alone in watching or in tracking; others by a dog trained for
the purpose, as we expect to do. This last is the easier if the dog is
good. When Mum has discovered a trail, he will keep directly before us,
and as the trail freshens he will grow more cautious, until at last his
step becomes as stealthy and noiseless as a cat. We must then be
cautious too. If the woods are close so that we cannot see the deer,
nor they see us until we are upon them, our success will depend upon the
quickness of our shots, and the certainty of our aim; but if the woods
are open, so that we can see them afar off, we must use the cover of a
hill or of a thicket to conceal our approach, or else one of us must
leave the dog with the other, and advance upon them in the open woods."
"But you do not mean to say," Robert argued, in surprise, "that deer
will allow you to come upon them in broad day-light, and shoot them
down?"
"Yes, I do," he replied; "and it is easy enough if you will pursue the
right plan. When a deer feeds, he directs his eyes to the ground; and
during that time he sees nothing except what is just at his nose. That
is the opportunity you must take to advance. The moment he lifts his
head you must stand stock still; and if you can manage to be of the
colour of a stump, he will be apt to take you for one."
"But can you stop soon enough to imitate a stump!"
"Of course you must be quick; but this brings me to speak of another
fact. A deer never puts down nor raises his head without first shaking
his tail. Keep your eye therefore steadily fixed upon him, and guide
your motions by his signs. Old Torgah used to give me an amusing
account of the difference between deer and turkeys in this respect; for,
with all their sagacity, in some things deer are very simple, while the
turkey is so keen and watchful as to be called by hunters ’the wit of
the woods.’ Old Torgah’s account, given in his broken English is this:
’’Ingin,’ said he, ’see deer feed, and creep on him when his head down.
Deer shake ’ee tail; Injin stop still. Deer look hard at him, and say
"stump! stump! nothing but stump!" Presently Injin creep close, and
shoot him down. But Injin see turkey feed, and creep on him. Turkey
raise ’ee long neck to look, and Injin stand still like a stump; but
turkey never say "stump!" once; he say, "dat old Injin now!" and he
gone.’ But see, Mum has struck the trail of something. Notice how
eager he is, yet how patiently he waits for us. Come, let us follow."
In Robert’s opinion, Mum’s reputation for patience was, on the present
occasion, not deserved; for his pace was so rapid that it was difficult
for them to keep within sight, and moreover he soon sprang ahead, and
burst into a full loud cry. "I thought you said that he hunted in
silence," he remarked, almost out of breath with running.
"I said he was silent on the trail of _deer_," replied Harold, "but
these are turkeys. Do you not see the deep print of their toes in
running! Mum knows what he is about. His racing after them will cause
them to fly into the trees; and then as he stands below and barks, they
will keep their eyes fixed on him, and never notice us. There they are!
See in that oak! Robert, do you advance behind the cover of yonder
mossy tree. I will find some other place. But as my rifle will carry
farther than your smooth bore, do not mind me, except to await my
signal. As soon as you are ready to fire, let me know by a whistle; if
I am ready, I will answer you; and then do you fire about a second after
you hear me. I will take the highest turkey."
They advanced silently but rapidly. Each came within a fair distance.
Mum kept up a furious barking as the hunters approached. One whistle
was heard, then another; three reports followed in quick succession; and
four turkeys, two of them magnificent gobblers, tumbled heavily from the
tree.
"Well done for us! Hurra!" shouted the boys, rushing upon their prey.
It was indeed good shooting, although part of it was accidental. Robert
fairly won the credit of his two shots, having brought down the birds he
aimed at; but the ball from Harold’s rifle had passed through the eye of
the one which he had selected, and broken the legs of another unseen by
him beyond, and it now lay floundering upon the ground unhurt, except in
its fractured limbs, but unable to rise.
The young hunters swung their prizes over a pole, of which each took an
end, and then turned their faces homewards. The distance was not more
than two miles, but burdened as they were with guns and game, and
compelled to cut their way through frequent network of the grape-vine
and yellow jessamine, and dense masses of undergrowth, they were nearly
two hours in making it. Frank spied them from afar, and giving Mary a
call, bounded to meet them. "Whew!" he whistled, on seeing their load,
"what a bundle of turkeys!" He offered to help them carry a part of the
load, but they were too weary to stop and untie. They preferred that
Mary and Frank should show their kindness, by providing them with some
cool water. "We will pay you for your trouble," said they, patting
their pockets, which were stuffed full of something heavy; "make haste,
and let us have it."
By the time they had wiped their wet brows, and begun to enjoy their
rest, the water came. The boys first emptied their pockets of the
shells and chincopins, found during their ramble, then cooled themselves
by bathing their wrists; after which they drank, and casting themselves
at length upon their couches of moss, they talked across the tent to
Sam, who seemed to be as much elated as any of them with their success.
It was now past the middle of the day. The afternoon was spent in
working upon their tent. Their object was to make it more impervious to
rain and drift, in case of another storm; and this they effected by
raising the floor, and by spreading the sail of their boat as a sort of
outer awning.