CHAPTER III.

COMRADES.

The young Canadian sat for a few minutes mute, as though turning over

this proposition of Cuthbert's in his mind; then suddenly raising his

eyes he looked his new friend straight in the face and said:

"That's awfully white of you, and I'm going to accept your invitation.

I'll be only too glad to stay with you, for a time at least, and serve

you as guide. And if you still persist in your determination to ascend

the river further, to see all you can while in this country, who should

know that region better than myself. Let come what will, I am going

back!"

The impulsive American, after his kind, was bound to seal the bargain

with a hearty handshake; and Eli, not to be outdone in the matter, also

thrust out his broad "paw" as he called it, squeezing that of the other

with a strength that made Owen wince a bit.

At the same time the observing Cuthbert could not but note the gritting

of Owen's teeth when he declared that he was ready to go back into the

country from which he had apparently just come; it would appear as

though some recent experience up the river did not linger fondly in his

memory, and that when he came paddling downstream in his battered old

bullboat it might have been with the idea of quitting the country for

good.

Naturally this aroused a little curiosity in the other's mind, though he

was not addicted to this failing overly much.

What could there be in the depths of the wilderness to bring about this

aversion on the part of young Dugdale?

If Cuthbert had allowed himself to ruminate upon this subject all sorts

of suspicions might have been aroused; but he was by nature too frank

and generous to judge a stranger before he had been given a chance to

explain; and the more he looked in the face of the lad, and noted the

calm depths of his gray eyes the stronger grew his conviction that Owen

Dugdale, as he called himself, could not descend to anything wrong.

Some persons carry their character in their faces, and he was of the

number. So Cuthbert made up his mind to chase all suspicion from his

mind; if in his own time the Canadian chose to confide in him, well and

good; until then he would forget what he had seen of first anxiety and

then grim determination, stamped upon that young face.

Both of the would-be explorers were cast in somewhat of a merry mould,

and it was impossible to be in their company long without partaking of

their happy-go-lucky spirit.

To the sober Owen this was about as fine a thing as could ever have

happened, for he found it utterly out of the question to ponder gloomily

upon the bitter past while these two chaps were whipping jokes back and

forth, and insidiously drawing him into the conversation, until greatly

to his astonishment he even burst out into a hearty peal of laughter,

the first expression of merriment that had sprung from his heart for

many a day.

Perhaps a benign Providence had taken pity upon him, and was now bent on

sending sunshine where hitherto there had been little save clouds and

storm.

The more he saw of these cousins from over the line the better he liked

them.

It was a favorite joke of Cuthbert's to compare himself with that

wonderfully humorous character of Spanish literature, who took himself

so solemnly even while he furnished merriment for everybody--Don

Quixote, the Knight of La Mancha--this wild expedition into the depths

of the Northwestern Unknown Land was now, in the originator's mind,

about as weird and ridiculous a proposition as any of the adventures of

the crazy knight; and he never tired of cracking broad jokes upon the

subject.

Of course, as was natural, honest Eli must pose for the faithful squire,

Sancho Panza; and long since he had been told the whole story, so that

he was now acquainted with most of the peculiarities of that worthy, and

even at times managed to tickle his friend and employer by carrying out

the idea in some manner.

Owen was not ignorant as to the facts, for it chanced that he had read

the book, having found an old copy in his cabin home, the property of

his mother; so that he was in a condition to enjoy the joke whenever

there happened to be a reference made to the ancient couple.

The storm had long since passed away down the river, growling in the

distance for quite a time; but gradually the stars came peeping out in

the broad blue dome overhead, and while the woods dripped with the

moisture the prospect for a good day on the morrow seemed propitious.

There was room in the tent for three, with a little good-natured

crowding; and while Owen protested against intruding he was turned down

instantly, and compelled to take his place.

Never in all his life had he been drawn to any one as he was toward

these two big-hearted fellows from across the border; and when he lay

down finally, after busying himself for half an hour about the fire, he

felt like a new boy; such is the confidence generated in the human heart

by comradeship.

Owen had intentionally chosen a position near the exit of the tent, for,

seeing that he had spent his life under similar conditions, and it was

second nature with him to attend to a fire during the night, he would

not hear of either of his new friends attempting it.

In spite of his getting up several times between that hour and the

breaking of dawn Owen slept sounder than he had done for many a day; he

seemed to feel a new confidence in himself, as if matters had taken a

turn for the better, and in this accidental meeting with his benefactors

his fortunes had begun to assume a less gloomy aspect.

Once, as he was about snuggling down under the extra blanket which had

been assigned to him he rested his head upon his hand, his elbow being

on the ground, and surveyed the two sleeping lads, for the firelight

crept through the opening of the tent, and revealed the interior.

It was difficult for him to believe that he had only known these good

fellows a comparatively few hours; so strong a hold had they taken upon

his heart that it seemed as though he must have met them in his dreams,

for they appeared to be occupying a space in his affections that was

theirs by right.

So the morning found them.

When Cuthbert awoke he discovered that the new addition to the exploring

party was already busily employed in getting things ready for breakfast;

whereupon there arose a friendly argument as to whose duty it was to

hustle things for the morning meal.

This was finally settled by arranging matters so that the three of them

could take turns about in the daily duties; and Owen chose to begin

then.

The others were not adverse to letting him have a whack at the culinary

department, for they had been going together for a long time now, and

both had about exhausted their repertoire in the line of cookery, so

that a change would really be a delightful diversion; for almost every

camper has his favorite dishes upon which he prides himself, and when

two such come together there is always more or less of a friendly

rivalry to see which can outdo the other.

By degrees such a party comes to recognize the particularly strong

points of each member, so that in the end they make a fine team, every

one being a star in his favorite line.

Breakfast was eaten with more or less good natured chaff, such as boys

will always indulge in, and older campers as well; for when in the woods

it seems as if being brought close back to Nature makes children of us

all, showing that it is only the care and worry of a strenuous battle

for wealth or power that forces men to appear aged and serious.

After that came a portage, for the canoes and all the camp duffle had to

be transported above the rapids.

Eli now seemed to notice for the first time that their new friend had

virtually nothing but his boat and paddle, and loudly he bewailed the

wretched misfortune that had caused everything to be swallowed up in the

hungry maw of the swift rapids.

At this Owen smiled in a curious manner, and openly confessed that the

only damage he had sustained besides getting wet, was the loss of his

jacket; and he surely had little regret for that missing garment since

Cuthbert had so kindly clothed him with a spare one of his own.

Eli may not have been as able to grasp the true significance of this

frank declaration as his comrade; but even he realized that the subject

must be a sore one with Owen, and that it was not wise to ask questions

or seem curious, so he immediately turned to other matters.

Really, he could not be blamed for this wonder, since it was indeed a

strange thing to meet with a wanderer in this vast territory so far from

the outposts of civilization entirely destitute of the commonest

necessities for comfort or the procuring of food--no blanket, cooking

utensils, food, and even a gun missing--well, there surely lay back of

this a story of unusual interest; and for one Eli hoped their new friend

would soon take them into his confidence, at least so far that they

might be able to help him.

After some hard work all the stuff was carried to a point above the

rapids, where they could readily launch their craft without being

carried down into the hungry maw of the swirling flood.

The river had risen somewhat after the rainstorm of the previous night,

and evidently there would be no lack of water above; this is always a

welcome fact to those who navigate toward the headwaters of rivers,

since it is no sport to track canoes over almost dry beds of streams,

making "shoes" for the boats in order to prevent their being torn by

sharp rocks during the passage.

Owing to the current, which was particularly swift in the region of the

rapids, they had to bend to the paddle with considerable vim when the

start was eventually made; but the cruisers were young, and their

muscles well seasoned by more or less hard work, so that they gradually

drew away from the vicinity of Owen's mad voyage among the rocks and

sucking whirls of the drop in the river; and the further they went the

easier the paddling became.

The morning was cool and invigorating after the storm, so that it was

not to be wondered at that our young friends felt joyous, and presently

Eli broke out in a lumberman's "chanty" that he had picked up while in

camp--Cuthbert joined in the chorus, and unable to withstand the

seductive strains, Owen found himself also lifting his voice and adding

volume to the merry sound.

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