WAR.

They had literally climbed a long rapid one morning, and entered a broad

reach of the river which resembled a lake in its extent. The water here

was smooth, and had a current that was barely perceptible, hence their

progress was swift, and as they were rowing round a bend the question

arose where they should halt for the midday rest, when suddenly an

ejaculation escaped from their guide's lips, and the men ceased pulling,

leaving the boat to drift slowly on over the glowing mirror-like

surface, which was as if of polished steel.

"What is it, Shaddy?" cried Rob quickly. "Are we going wrong?" But as

he spoke he caught sight of the reason for the sudden stoppage, for

there right in front, ashore and in canoes, were about twenty Indians,

standing up and apparently watching them in speechless astonishment.

"Indians!" cried Rob.

"Yes, my lad, and we've done pretty well to come all these hundreds of

miles without hitting upon them before. Don't hurry, Mr Brazier, sir,

and don't let them think that we mind 'em, but lay the guns ready, and

the ammunition, so that we can give them as good as they send, and mind,

if it comes to fighting, every one's to lie down in the boat and keep

under cover."

"Perhaps there will be no trouble," said Brazier quietly. "They seem to

be peaceable enough."

"Yes, sir, seem to be; but you can't trust 'em."

Just then the Indians ceased staring at the party in the boat, and went

on with the pursuit in which they were engaged as the boat swept round

the bend. This was shooting at some object in the water, apparently for

practice, but in a peculiar way, for the lads saw the men take aim high

up in the air, so that their arrows turned far on high and fell with

lightning-like rapidity upon certain shiny spots just flush with the

surface of the water; and while Rob was wondering the guide whispered,--

"Shooting turtles! They're wonderful clever at it. If they fired

straight, the arrows would start off. This way they come down, go

through the rough hide, and kill the turtle."

Of this they had proof again and again as they rowed slowly on, their

course taking them close to one canoe whose owner had gone off from near

the shore to recover a turtle that he had shot.

This Shaddy tried to obtain, offering something by way of barter, but

the man bent down to his paddle with a face full of mistrust, and forced

his light vessel toward where his companions had gathered to watch the

strangers.

"I don't like that," muttered Shaddy in Rob's hearing, and at the same

moment Joe whispered,--

"They don't mean to be friends, and we shall have to look out."

As he spoke he stretched out his hand for his gun, and began to examine

it carefully, a proceeding that was imitated by the others, but in a

quiet unostentatious way, so as not to take the attention of the

Indians.

A few moments' counsel ended in a determination not to try again to make

advances, by no means to halt for the midday rest, but to keep steadily

on without paying any heed to the Indians, who followed slowly as the

oars were plied, and at a respectful distance.

"How far does this smooth water go, Naylor?" asked Brazier.

"Six or seven miles, sir."

"And is there a long rapid at the end?"

"Yes, sir, as long as any we have passed."

"Where they could take us at a disadvantage?"

"Yes, sir," said Shaddy, grimly indeed. "If it's to come to a fight, we

had better have it out here in the open, where we can shelter ourselves

in the boat."

"Then you think it will come to an encounter?"

"I'm afraid so, sir, if you must have the truth."

"What about your men?"

"Oh, they'll fight for their lives if they're driven to it, sir; but the

worst of it is, these sort of fellows fight in a cowardly way, either

with poisoned arrows or by shooting their arrows up straight in the air

so that they come down upon you when you least expect it and can't

shelter against them."

"A false alarm!" cried Rob joyously, for the Indians had all ceased

paddling, and after a minute or two, as if by one consent, turned the

heads of their canoes to the shore and went straight away, disappearing

at last amongst the trees which overhung the river bank.

Shaddy made no reply to the speaker, but, the way being clear, bade his

men to row steadily on for another half-hour, when a halt was called,

and refreshments served round in the boat, but with orders for them to

be hastily eaten.

After this the rowing was resumed till the afternoon was far advanced,

and the end of the lake-like reach was still apparently far-away. The

broad expanse had for a long time past been entirely free from all signs

of the Indians, and Rob was congratulating himself upon their escape,

when Joe pointed straight back along the broad river-lake to where a

canoe suddenly shot round a corner; then another came into view, and

another, and another, till there were between thirty and forty visible,

each bearing four or five men, and a chill of horror shot through Rob as

he felt that this must mean war, and that they would be helpless in the

extreme if so large a body of men made a determined attack.

"I was afraid of that," said Shaddy quietly, "Strange as they can't

leave us alone."

"What do you propose doing, Naylor?" said Mr Brazier eagerly.

"There ain't no proposing, sir. It's all driving to do what is for the

best. We must face 'em."

"Why not land and try and find shelter in the woods?"

"Because, sir, they'd destroy our boat and follow us and shoot us down

like so many wild beasts. Our only hope is to keep on as long as we

can, and if the chance comes take to the rapid and get on it. They

mightn't care about venturing in their light boats. But we shall see."

There was a very stern look in Brazier's countenance, a look that seemed

to have been reflected from that of the old sailor, as weapons were once

more examined.

"I don't like fighting, boys," he said, "but if we are driven to it, we

must defend our lives."

Then turning to Shaddy, "Can't you depend upon your men to help us,

Naylor?" he said.

"I'm going to depend upon 'em to row, sir," said the old sailor sternly.

"We can kill quite enough people without their help. They're the

engines, sir, to take us out of danger, while we keep the enemy at a

distance."

Meanwhile the boat was being steadily propelled toward the end of the

lake-like enlargement of the river, where a few low hills rose, showing

where the rapids would be which they had to surmount; but it soon became

evident that the light canoes would be alongside before the exit from

the lake could be reached, and Rob said so.

"Yes, sir, you're quite right, unless we can scare them off," said the

guide, who had been busy making a rough barricade in the stern by piling

boxes and barrels one upon another, leaving openings through which they

could fire, saying, "It isn't strength we want so much as shelter to

baulk their aim, for they're terribly clever with their bows and arrows,

Mr Rob, sir."

But very little was said in those anxious minutes, with the little

party, after their many struggles with nature, now called upon to

prepare to face man in his savage form.

"Feel frightened, Joe?" whispered Rob as the two boys lay together by a

couple of loopholes, well sheltered beneath the awning.

"Shall you laugh at me if I say yes?"

"Not likely, when I own to it too. I say, I wish they'd leave us

alone."

"Look here, Mr Brazier, sir," said the old sailor just then, after

admonishing his men to pull their best, "I'm going to ask you to let me

manage this."

"No," said Brazier sternly; "I wish to avoid all the bloodshed

possible."

"So do I, sir--specially ours," said Shaddy drily; "and mine would be

the way."

"Quick, then: explain," said Brazier, as the boys listened eagerly.

"Make haste, for the enemy are very near."

"Soon done," said Shaddy, "only what I proposed, sir: you folk keep me

supplied with guns, and I'll try 'em with gentle measures first, and

rough ones after. I'm a tidy shot, eh, Mr Jovanni?"

"Yes, excellent," said the lad.

"Very well, then, you shall try to stop them," replied Brazier, "but I

warn you that if I am not satisfied I shall take the lead myself."

"All right, sir, but don't you make the mistake of giving up and

trusting these people! That means death for all of us. _They must be

beaten off_."

There was something very startling in Shaddy's tones as he uttered these

words, and Brazier looked at him wonderingly.

"We shall have to come back this way, so why not retreat at once with

the stream?"

"Because we don't come back this way, sir; that's all. Didn't the lads

tell you? I'm going to take you into the big river another way."

"I say, look out!" cried Rob excitedly, as he saw the water flashing

behind at the rapid dip of the Indians' paddles and noticed the stolid

look in the heavy round faces of the men astern, who sat ready with

their bows and arrows, the spears of the paddlers projecting from the

front.

Almost directly after the intentions of the Indians were shown not to be

peaceful, for a straggling flight of arrows came whistling through the

air, several of the missiles falling just astern, some in front, but for

the most part striking the boat and sticking in the awning and the

shelter made astern.

"Any one hurt?" shouted Shaddy sternly, and receiving an answer in the

negative, he muttered as he thrust the double gun he held through an

opening,--

"That's because they're on the move and we're on the move. If we'd been

standing still, and them too, every shot would have told. Look out;

they're going to fire again. My turn first. Pull, my lads; don't you

mind me."

As the words left his lips he fired at intervals of about a quarter of a

minute both barrels of the fowling-piece; and at the flash of fire,

followed by smoke curling up slowly and hiding the boat, the Indians

stopped paddling and sat watching.

"That has beaten them off," cried Rob eagerly. "Was it blank cartridge,

Shaddy?"

"Yes, my lad. Next's going to be number six if they come on after us."

The men pulled hard and increased the distance between them and the

canoes rapidly, while the travellers' hopes grew high. But all of a

sudden there was a yell, paddles splashed again, and satisfied of the

harmlessness of the fire and smoke, the Indians took up the pursuit

again.

"Oh, very well, if you will be hurt," said Shaddy, "it's your fault, not

mine," and he thrust the barrels once more through the opening in the

barrier of boxes.

"How long will it take us to reach the next rapid, Naylor?" asked

Brazier excitedly.

"Half 'hour, sir, but we must beat 'em off before we can land, or

they'll stick us so full of arrows, we shall look like hedgehogs. Hi!

sit and lie close, every one. Look out! Arrows!"

But the flight was not discharged until the Indians had gained a good

deal more ground. Then the whistling was heard, accompanied or followed

by sharp raps, but again, in answer to Shaddy's inquiry, there came a

cheery "No!"

"Now then," he said, "let's see what they say to us, sir, and how far

the charge will scatter and carry."

As he spoke he took careful aim a little to his right and fired quite

low, changed the position of his piece, and fired again a little to his

left.

The smoke hung so heavily for a minute or two that there was quite a

screen between them, beyond which shouts, savage yells, and cries of

pain could be heard, while upon rowing beyond the smoke and into full

view of the fleet of canoes the fugitives could see that the paddling

had again ceased, and men were standing up gesticulating, while others

were evidently in great pain from the stinging shots.

"Now you know that we can bite as well as bark," growled Shaddy, "and if

you'll all take my advice you'll go back home and leave us alone,

because if you don't I shall use buckshot, and some of you mayn't be

able to handle a paddle again."

The babble of voices sounded strange as the oars dipped fast, and for a

time they were allowed to pursue their way in peace, but at last it was

seen that the wounded had all been transferred to certain of the canoes,

and with a fierce yell the Indians came on again, with paddles beating,

and the water splashing; while another flight of arrows whistled about

the travellers, fortunately without hurting a soul.

"I shall have to give them a stronger dose this time," said Shaddy.

"I'll try swan shot first," and inserting a couple of cartridges loaded

with heavy pellets, he took careful aim, and fired twice.

This time there were loud shrieks mingled with the fierce, defiant

cries, and as the smoke was left behind it was plain to see that there

was consternation in the little fleet, and for some time they did not

pursue.

"What are you two about?" said Shaddy suddenly as he caught sight of Rob

and Joe making some preparation.

"Wait a minute, and you'll see," said Rob, and he went on with his task,

which was the preparation of something in the fashion of a torpedo, for

about a pound of powder had been transferred from their keg to a small

tin canister, in whose lid they drove a hole, and passed through it a

slow match, made by rubbing a strip of rag with moistened gunpowder,

which dried up at once in the hot evening sunshine. At the bottom of

the canister a charge of shot had been placed, and upon trying it in a

bucket the tin floated with about an inch of its top out of water.

"Now," said Rob when he had finished, Brazier nodding his head in

approval--"it's quite calm, and when the enemy comes on again I'm going

to stick a wax match in the hole with the end touching the slow match,

set light to it, and let it float down towards the Indians. The wax

match will burn nearly a minute, and I want them to paddle up round it

to see what the floating light means, and then if we're in luck it will

go off bang and give them a startler."

"And suppose it goes off while you are lighting it, and gives you a

startler, and sends us all to the bottom, how then?"

"Oh, we must risk that," said Rob coolly.

"I'm willing, if Mr Brazier is," said the old sailor quietly.

"Rob will be careful," said Brazier, and they waited with the

contrivance ready, but all hoping that Shaddy's last shots had produced

the desired effect.

It was a vain hope, for once more the canoes tore on to make up for lost

ground, and at last, when Brazier and Shaddy made ready to fire at the

enemy, Rob gave the word for the men to cease rowing, and as the boat

steadied he told Joe to light a match and lowered the canister into the

water.

"Be careful, Rob," cried Mr Brazier. "See that there is no powder

loose."

"Be quick, my lad, or they'll be on to us."

_Crack_! went the match, and as it blazed up it was applied to one stuck

upright in the top of the canister. This blazed in turn, and the flame

flickered a little and threatened to go out as the nearly submerged tin

glided away with the stream; but directly after the flame burned up

steadily, and as Rob gave the word to row once more the dangerous

contrivance was left behind. A minute later they had the satisfaction

of seeing the canoes gather round the tiny light and their occupants

cease rowing as they sat evidently wondering what was the meaning of the

fire burning in the midst of the water--a perfect novelty to them.

"No go!" said Shaddy suddenly. "Match has gone out."

"Burned out," said Brazier.

"All the same, sir, and hasn't started the touch-rag. Wish it had

answered, because it was clever and would have given the beggars a good

lesson not to meddle with respectable people. Here, we shall have to

fire, sir. They're coming on again."

But they were not, for the whole fleet was gathered about the canister,

which, unseen by the occupants of the boat, was emitting a sputtering

little fire as the touch-rag burned slowly; and the wonder of this going

on from a round, silvery-looking object just above the surface of the

water kept the ignorant enemy at a respectable distance.

"Pull, my lads," shouted Shaddy. "We may get into a better place if we

reach the next rapid."

As he spoke there was a deafening roar, a column of water rose in the

air, and a dull concussion struck the boat, while a cloud of smoke hung

over the group of canoes, and, lifting, showed half of them to be

swamped, and dozens of the Indians swimming about trying to reach the

boats which floated still.

As far as the little party could make out, no one had been hurt, but the

consternation was terrible. No further efforts were made in pursuit,

and for the next half-hour the boat was rowed on and reached the rapid

before the enemy was seen again.

"Now then," said Brazier, as the rough, swift water of the river was

once more reached, "shall we wait to give them another lesson or go on?"

"Go on," said Shaddy firmly. "They may not follow us up now. Mind, I

only hope that; but we shall see."

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