WAHIKA'S STRONGHOLD.

The reason for Wahika's last halt was plainly enough marked now that day

had dawned. They were in a _cul-de-sac_--a natural fortress, which it

must now be their aim to defend against attack. Assault could come but

from below, along the narrow winding way of the bed of the stream, up

which their assailants, should they trace the little party, would have

to climb slowly and arduously, exposed to their fire; and would their

ammunition but hold out, Murray felt that those would indeed be daring

foes who would force their way up, step by step, along the narrow path.

Could Bray have been trusted, Murray would have felt comparatively safe;

but he could not avoid recalling the night of the fire, the cruel blow

so treacherously dealt; and it was but rarely that the eyes of the young

men met.

Bray, too, had his thoughts upon their position. In spite of his rage,

he knew that he would fight to the death in Katie's defence; but it was

gall and bitterness to him to see the gentle care she bestowed upon his

rival; and more than once, with a vengeful curse, he turned from them to

make his way lower down the gully, and sit there brooding over his

wrongs.

No sunshine fell where the fugitives sat; but the heights around grew

radiant; and poor Katie shuddered as they reminded her of her bright and

peaceful home, over which so fearful a change had been brought.

Feeling the impossibility of making farther progress, Murray was

surprised to see Wahika, after a little reconnoitring, begin to climb

the face of the precipice, finding foothold in tiny crevices, and

grasping at tufts of grass, till he had surmounted an almost

perpendicular portion of the face of the rock. But his object soon

became plain: some thirty feet up there appeared to be a shelf and a

dark opening, but so full of verdure that it was impossible to make out

its extent; and here, it seemed, that the savage intended to make his

stronghold, for, having reached the shelf, he drew out his knife, and,

in a very short time, from the hanging creepers had woven a kind of

rough rope, sufficiently strong to bear the weight of his companions;

and this he at length let down.

Katie shrank from it at first; but a whisper from Murray sufficed. The

loop made was passed over her, so that she was seated within it; a

couple of handkerchiefs bound her securely, lest her courage should

fail; and then the young men watched her, trembling, as Wahika stood

striding on the crag above, his brow knit, and the muscles upon his arms

standing out like knotted cords, as he, by sheer strength,

hand-over-hand, drew up the frightened girl.

Twice Murray, his heart beating rapidly, stood with outstretched hands

to break her fall; for it seemed that Wahika had over-rated his powers,

and that he must be drawn over the edge. But slowly and steadily he

hauled up his rough cord, Katie swinging to and fro, and clinging with

closed eyes the while, till by an effort the savage drew her to the

edge; and the next instant she was in safety.

In a few minutes the rope was lowered; and Murray tied to it the guns

and such provisions as still remained; and when, once more, the rope

descended, Bray seized it, and half drawn, half climbing, reached the

top, just as a shout from below told that not only had the gully been

discovered, but that he had been seen.

The next instant a bullet flattened itself against the stone, a little

below the edge, and fell at Murray's feet, while the rocks above echoed

and re-echoed the report with a roll as of thunder.

Wahika would have lowered the line again; but Bray held to it, and kept

him back; for the temptation was strong upon him to leave Murray to his

fate. They had there, where he was, the arms and provisions; and it was

impossible for the convicts to reach them. Help must come sooner or

later; and then there was the future. Should he not be successful in

winning Katie, he would be revenged, and he would not have the agony of

seeing her in his rival's arms. The temptation was strong, and he

yielded to it. Murray might die. But Wahika, too, was strong, and

heedless of a couple more shots fired, he struggled hard for the rope,

sending Bray back upon the precipice, so that it seemed that both must

fall; but by an effort Bray recovered himself, and the savage was forced

back; when, with a harsh cry, he loosened his hold of the rope, and

darted to Katie, whose agitation had alarmed him, for she had seemed as

if about to leap down to her lover.

But if such had been her intention, Wahika restrained her, pulling her

down into shelter; and, seizing his gun, he took rapid aim, fired; and

one of the convicts who was about to fire at Murray bounded into the

air, and then fell into the little trickling stream.

Imitating his example, Bray too fired; and another man sank into a

sitting posture, and then crawled into the shelter of the rocks; while

half-a-dozen shots fired at the defenders of the gully flattened

themselves on the rock, or dislodged little clouds of dust and stones.

Knowing his peril, Murray sank at the first discharge, and behind a mass

of rock crouched with anxious heart, waiting for the coming of his

executioners. For it seemed to him that, sooner or later, they would

dash on, ignorant of the inaccessible mass of rock, and then, in their

rage and disappointment, kill him upon the spot.

He smiled bitterly as he thought of this new act of treachery; and as he

watched the barrels protruded above his head, he would have felt little

surprise had that of Bray covered him; and a thrill of rage ran through

him as he thought of his helpless position--weak and unarmed, and

waiting for his end.

But would not aid come? The news of such an outrage, as spread by Mr

Meadows, must bring the settlers of the whole district down to the

destruction of the villainous crew. But would the aid come in time to

save Katie?

As for Bray, he lay there watching the coming on of the convicts, as

they now grew more cautious, and darted from stone to stone for

protection. Twice he withheld his hand when he might have slain an

enemy; for he told himself savagely that it was not for him to stay them

from reaching his rival. And then as to Wahika--what was he, that he

should oppose his will? There was his home in ruins; but he could build

another; his cattle and sheep were uninjured; and here, miles away from

another station, and with her friends cut off, Katie must gladly accept

of his protection and become his wife; and the past would soon be

forgotten. He knew nothing of Mrs Lee's escape, nor of the sought-for

aid; and silent and thoughtful he lay there, almost a spectator of the

little siege.

Twice his barrel covered Murray, and he took deadly aim at the young

man; but the blenching was not on the sailor's side. He saw his peril;

but he trembled not, but gazed full up at his rival with a calm

untroubled mien, almost a smile of contempt upon his lip, when the

fierce eyes of his enemy were withdrawn, the barrel of the gun pointed

in another direction, and Bray's conscience told him that he dared not

fire.

Meanwhile precipice and crag sent thundering back the echoes of the

discharged guns; for every time Wahika, from his more exposed position,

showed hand or head, bullet after bullet was sent whistling through the

air; but except being struck and bleeding from the rocky splinters, he

was but little injured. Not so, though, his enemies; for more than one

poor wretch, on rising to fire, from what he conceived to be a place of

safety, received his death wound, and staggered down the gully, to fall

with a crash over some fragment of rock, and then dye the streamlet with

his heart's blood. Now the strife would seem to cease, and attacker and

defender would remain in concealment; but only for the convicts to renew

their assault, coming in their rage nearer and nearer, until, but for

Wahika's well-plied gun, they must have reached the spot where Murray

lay sheltered by the rock.

He did not want for food; for there was a portion of the provision

dropped at his feet; but while the stream trickled close by where he

sat, and he could quench his thirst and lave his heated brow, those

above him on the rock suffered severely from want of water, as the sun

beat down upon their heads, and the stone grew hotter and hotter, till

the verdure around them flagged and drooped.

The times of cessation were, if possible, more trying than those of the

active firing; for when the enemy was invisible, the dread was always

great that they had scaled the sides of the gorge, and would before long

reach them by some side-path, or, climbing far above where they lay hid,

would hurl down huge stones and crush them as they sought in vain to

avoid each ponderous mass. But no such thoughts seemed to trouble

Wahika, who, with his gun-barrel commanding the pass, lay there watchful

and patient, the barrel at times growing so hot that it seemed within

the range of probability that the charge might explode. In his rough

way he comprehended to a great extent the cause of the enmity between

the young men, and placing Katie in a rift, half chasm, half cavern,

behind where he knelt, he kept a double watch, and waited patiently for

the help that he, too, felt must soon come. As the heat grew more

intense, reflected back as it was from the rocks, but never reaching the

hollow where Murray was concealed, the savage picked and chewed leaves

to allay his thirst, offering some, too, to the trembling girl behind

him.

The shades of evening began at last to fall, and to Murray it was an

anxious time, for he rightly guessed that the convicts would take

advantage of the obscurity to close up and attack their enemies hand to

hand; for since daylight had enabled them to discover the gully by which

the fugitives had escaped, every check received had tended to madden

them and make them reckless of consequences. Not that they dreaded

attack themselves--the country had seemed too sparsely inhabited;

therefore as each man fell, his comrades had sworn the most binding oath

each to avenge him; and as soon as darkness closed in, they began to

creep cautiously from rock to rock, higher up the gully. In spite of

their caution, though, they had not made much progress, when a heavy

stone was dislodged, and, as if in consequence, a gun was seen to send

forth its messenger of death, and the convicts once more halted.

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