CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.

A FIGHT WITH A RATTLESNAKE, AND A DESCRIPTION OF MY ENEMY--FIND THE CAMP

DESERTED--FEEL VERY HUNGRY--KILL A GOOSE--SEE SOME HORSEMEN IN THE

DISTANCE--FIND A RIVER BETWEEN ME AND THEM--BUILD A RAFT, AND TAKE A

LONGER VOYAGE THAN I INTEND--SHOOT A FALL, AND HAVE THE PLEASANT

PROSPECT OF BEING CARRIED DOWN A CATARACT.

I sprang up as if I had been galvanised, and leaped a dozen feet or more

away from the fangs of the rattlesnake. I had left my pole at the camp,

and I had placed my rifle by my side when I went to sleep. There it lay

close to the rattlesnake. My axe was in my belt, but it is not a good

weapon for the attack of either birds or snakes. My enemy was advancing

towards me, his tail rattling ominously. My foot, as I leaped back,

struck a stone--the only one appearing thereabouts among the grass. I

seized it, and dashed it down on the head of the reptile, who was not

then a yard from me, with such force that it drove its body right down

into the earth, while its tail wriggled and rattled away in a vain

endeavour to extricate itself. I ran and picked up my rifle, and looked

round to see that I had left nothing behind me. I could not help

stopping, before I proceeded on my way, to examine the creature I had

killed.

It was of a yellowish-brown colour, marked all down its back with spots

of a dark-brown, while from the head down the neck ran three

longitudinal lines of the same hue. The head was large and flat, and

covered with small scales. It was about five feet long, and as thick as

my wrist, and altogether a very formidable-looking snake. The

rattlesnake has a small set of teeth, which serve to catch and retain

its prey, and the poisonous fangs with which it kills them. These

latter are placed in the upper jaw, and when not employed remain flat

along it. It is one of the most deadly of poisonous serpents, and would

be very dangerous were it not that it is very sluggish in its movements,

and that it has a rattle at the end of its tail, with which it cannot

avoid giving notice of its approach. The rattle is a collection of

bones, formed something like the backbone of a human being. It looks as

if it were fastened on outside the tail, at its very tip. The broad

part of the rattle is placed perpendicularly to the body, and it is so

contrived that each bone strikes against two others at the same time, so

as to multiply the rattling sound. I have often thought how glad the

rattlesnake would be to get rid of his rattle, just as a person with a

bad character, justly obtained, would like to have the stigma removed,

that he might commit more mischief on the unwary.

The more I have travelled, and the longer I have lived, the greater

reason I have to admire the wonderful and beautiful arrangements of the

Creator of all things. Why venomous serpents were formed I cannot say,

though I am very certain it was for a good object; but it is very

evident why the snake I have been describing was furnished with a

rattle--that man might be warned of its approach. My examination of the

snake did not last long. I afterwards saw and killed many others.

Quitting the spot, I hurried towards the camp. When I thought that I

had gone a sufficient distance I expected to hear the voices of my

associates; but all was silent. I pushed on as fast as I could among

the trees. The camp had been placed in a pleasant open glade. I was

certain that I had reached the spot. I looked round on every side. No

one was there; but there were the black patches where the fires had

been, and a few bones, and straw scattered about, and other signs of a

deserted encampment. From the character of the ground the trail was

very indistinct. Still I thought that I could follow it, and off I set

as fast as I could walk. I had not gone far before I became aware that

I had lost the track. I looked about in every direction in vain. I

could not find it. I was getting very hungry. At last I could go on no

longer; so I bethought me that I would kill some bird or beast for

breakfast. On examining, however, my powder-flask, what was my dismay

to find that I had only five or six charges at the utmost. At that

early time of the year there were no berries or wild fruits ripe. Later

I might have found wild cherries in abundance, and raspberries, and

strawberries, on which I could have supported nature.

"I must take care not to throw a shot away," I said to myself, as I

looked about in search of game. Just then I saw the glimmer of water

through the trees, and walking on, I found myself by the side of a

beautiful lake, a mile or more long, and half a mile wide. I was not

certainly in a humour to contemplate its beauty, but I was very much in

the mood to admire some flocks of geese and ducks which were disporting

themselves on its surface, in happy ignorance of the presence of man. I

almost trembled with anxiety as I crept along the margin of the lake,

till I could get near enough to obtain a shot at one of them. A duck

would have satisfied me, but as a goose, being larger, would last

longer, I waited till one came near. A stately fellow came gliding up,

picking insects off the reeds close to the margin. I fired. He rose

and fluttered his wings awhile, and then down he flopped close to me. I

sprang forward like a famished wolf, and very nearly toppled heels over

head into the water, when, had I escaped drowning, I should, at all

events, have spoiled the remainder of my powder in my eagerness to grasp

my prey. At first he fluttered away from the land, but something turned

him, and he came back so close that I caught hold of a wing, and,

hauling him on shore, very soon put an end to his sufferings. To

collect sticks, light a fire, pluck, and clean out my bird, was the work

of a few minutes. I cannot say that the first part I ate of him was

very much done, for I tore off a wing and then put the body back to get

more roasted while I satisfied the more violent cravings of hunger. I

washed down my breakfast with a draught of water from the lake, and then

hurried on again towards the west.

Before, when I had lost my friends, I dreaded suffering from cold, now I

had to fear the heat. The sun came down with terrific force on my head,

and seemed, at times, as if it would scorch my brain to a cinder. At

last I felt that if I went on longer I might be struck down by it, so I

threw myself on the ground under the shade of a wide-spreading cedar, in

a little wood, which contained besides cedars, pine trees, birch, wild

cherries, hawthorn, sweet willow, with honeysuckle and sumach. I slept

an hour or more, and, having eaten some more goose, continued my

journey. Though I kept my eyes actively engaged on every side I could

discover no trace of my friends.

It was evening, when, as I was travelling along the banks of a river

towards the west, I saw on the opposite side, and on the summit of a

rocky ridge, which extended at a distance for some miles parallel with

it, two horsemen. From the way they rode along I had no doubt that they

were my friends the Raggets in search of me. Had they been going east I

might have had hopes of cutting them off on their return; but they were

moving west, and going from me. I shouted at the top of my voice,

though at that distance they could not possibly hear me. I took off my

jacket; I waved it frantically. I was about to plunge into the river to

swim across, but the current was very strong and rapid, swelled by the

melting snows of the mountains. I had good reason to dread being

carried away should I make the attempt. I ran on, hoping to find a ford

or some high spot whence my signals might be more easily seen. No

elevated ground appeared, but the banks were very uneven, sometimes

rocky, in some places overgrown with brushwood, so that my progress was

very slow, and the horsemen disappeared in the distance.

It soon after this grew dark, and this circumstance made me hope that

should the horsemen I had seen have been the Raggets, the camp could not

be very far-off; but then again I had sufficient experience to teach me

that it would be vain to attempt reaching it in the dark. I had now to

look about for a place in which to pass the night. I wished to avoid

the vicinity of rattlesnakes as well as of bears and wolves. I selected

a dry bank near the river, and set to work to collect a quantity of long

grass which grew about, not only to form a mattress, but to protect me

from the cold and the dew of the night. The thick grass cut my hands

sadly as I plucked it, and laughed at the efforts of my axe to cut it

down. At length, however, I managed to cut and pluck enough for my

purpose, and piling it in an oblong heap, I burrowed under it longways,

keeping a bundle in my hands to serve as a pillow. I was surprised to

find how warm and comfortable I felt.

I was congratulating myself on this, and was just dozing off into sleep,

when I was roused up again by the dreadful sound of the rattlesnake's

tail. I started up to listen from which side the serpent was

approaching; for had I moved I might have run directly on it. A horror

seized me. It appeared as if I was surrounded by the creatures. On

every side of me there was the same noise. I began to fancy that I was

dreaming. I had never heard of so many rattlesnakes being found

together. Still I was sure that I was awake. There was the noise

again. It was quite close to me. I put out my hand and caught a

grasshopper, or rather a sort of locust. The sound of their wings

resembles very much that made by the rattlesnake when about to dart on

its prey. I was sure that was the noise I had heard. "There may be

thousands of them for what I care; they can't eat or sting me," I said

to myself; and then I went fast asleep.

I awoke very much refreshed, but so strongly had the thought of

rattlesnakes been impressed on my mind, that my first impulse on waking

was to look cautiously round to ascertain that none were near. Finding

that, as far as I could see, the coast was clear, I jumped up and shook

myself, then bathed my face in the river; and having said my prayers,

which I never failed to do, and returned thanks to Him who had hitherto

so mercifully preserved me, continued on my journey.

I was now anxious to get to the other bank of the river, which I was

convinced my companions had crossed by some ford higher up, and which I

had missed. In vain, however, I searched for one; the river, as I

advanced, grew wider and more rapid, as more streams poured into it; and

at length I came to the conclusion that I must either go back again till

I had found the ford, or swim the river and ferry over my gun and

powder-horn, or construct a raft, and attempt the passage on it myself.

While I was balancing in my mind which I should do, my eye fell on a

patch of withies or osiers, growing in a shallow bend of the river close

to the bank. This decided me. I would make a raft, for the withies

would enable me to fasten it together. I set to work, and cut down with

my faithful axe a number of young trees, selecting firs and those of the

lighter description of wood. That reminds me, that I would advise every

traveller in wild countries to carry an axe, and to know how to use it.

It is a weapon which to use properly, requires both care and practice.

In my search for fit trees I came upon several dry logs, which, from

being so much lighter than the green trees, were very valuable. Having

collected my materials, I commenced the construction of the raft, and

finished it in half an hour, very much to my satisfaction. I built it

partly in the water, so that I might have less difficulty in launching

it. I had to prepare a very essential implement to enable me to perform

my voyage, namely, a long pole with which to shove the raft along. I

had cut down a tall sapling, and cleared it of its boughs, when I heard

a rushing noise louder than that hitherto produced by the current.

I ran towards the river, dragging my pole, when, as I got near it, I saw

that a fresh body of water, caused by the rapid melting of the snow, or

by the giving way of some natural dam higher up the stream, was rushing

down the channel, and raising its waters considerably above their usual

level. I was just in time to see my raft, which I had constructed with

so much labour, and which I had left safely resting on the shore, slowly

gliding away from it. I could not bear the idea of losing it, and,

without a moment's consideration, I made a rush into the water, caught

hold of it just as I found myself up to my middle, and with a spring

threw myself flat upon it, still, however, keeping hold of my pole. The

shove I of necessity gave the raft sent it further from the shore, and

by the time I gained my feet, and was in a position to attempt guiding

the raft, I found that it had got completely out into the impetuous

current, and was being rapidly hurried down it. I tried to reach the

bottom with my pole, and though I succeeded, I could in no way stem the

current. I should have been wiser had I tried to get back to the shore

I had left; instead of this, by following up my first purpose of

crossing, I quickly got into a stronger part of the current, and was

sent whirling more quickly downward. Holding my pole, I balanced myself

as well as I could, prepared for any emergency. The river was four or

five hundred yards wide at least, and I saw that I could not hope on

this part to reach the opposite or northern shore. The river seemed

free from rocks, and as there was no particular danger that I saw to be

apprehended, it occurred to me that I was prosecuting my journey in a

far more expeditious and pleasant way than I had expected.

I was congratulating myself on this circumstance, when I became suddenly

conscious that the noise of the rushing water had greatly increased.

Looking ahead down the river, the water seemed to bubble and foam more

than where I was, while a cloud of mist hung over the spot. The

dreadful conviction forced itself on me that I was approaching a rapid,

or perhaps a waterfall, down which I should be whirled hopelessly, and

dashed to pieces. Again I plunged my pole to the bottom, but it only

made the raft whirl round--I had no power of guiding it. On it went.

The raft began to tumble and pitch; it was in a rapid of considerable

length. The additional rush of water hid many of the rocks; now and

then, however, I saw their black tops rising out of the mass of foam

which surrounded them. I prayed that I might not strike one. I looked

anxiously ahead with compressed lips. The water roared, and foamed, and

hissed about me. I might have been proud of my raft-making skill; had

not my ark been well built it would soon have gone to pieces.

Before long my fears were with reason increased. Before me rose a line

of black rocks. There seemed scarcely room for the raft to pass between

them. I could no longer keep my feet. I sat down, holding my pole.

The raft was driving directly down upon a rock. It swerved a little. I

shoved my pole against the rock, and it glanced clear. On it went--but

numerous other dangers appeared. I was whirled by the rocks, the foam

dashed from them, flying over me. I felt a dreadful blow; the raft

quivered. I thought all was over with me, but it floated clear of the

rock against which it had struck, and on I went. Suddenly the jerking

motion of the raft ceased. I was clear of the rapid. I tried again to

pole towards the shore, but the water was so deep, and the current so

rapid, that I was able to make but slight progress across the river,

when the raft began to pitch again, and I found that I was in another

rapid. Away I was whirled as before. There were more rocks in this

rapid; at all events the raft drove against more, and it began to suffer

from the repeated shocks it was receiving--parts of it got loosened, and

I dreaded every moment to see it part asunder, and to find myself

hurried amid its fragments to destruction. Again a space of smooth

appeared, but it was smooth because it was deep, and I could make but

little way towards the shore among its whirling eddies. Still for the

present I was safe, and had time to look about me. Thus I floated on,

when a loud thundering noise assailed my ears, and a mass of mist rose

before my eyes, giving evidence indubitable that I was approaching a

formidable cataract. I had seen Niagara. Should this be only half its

height it would be sufficient to make mincemeat of me. In vain I looked

around for aid, and clinging desperately to my raft, I resigned myself

to my fate.

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