CHAPTER XI

THE ARMOURERS

I was aroused by the sound of a strange hammering, blows following

each other rapidly and with a quality of sound it seemed to me I had

never heard before. It was not like that of stone upon wood or of stone

upon stone, but had at times a faint ring, a something altogether

unfamiliar. I had been sleeping peacefully in the sun, lying in the

grass of a plot among bushes which grew in a valley-like gorge between

rocky walls and having many boulders scattered about upon its surface.

I sprang to my feet and emerged from the bushes to discover the cause

of the curious hammering, and recognized the scene, though somewhat

slowly. The Hammer was at work with two companions, and I knew that I

should have been helping him had I not become tired and gone to the

sunny spot in the bushes to rest and sleep a little.

The Hammer--he had gained the name because he was, nowadays, doing

little else than swing his big stone hammer in seeking to acquire

what had never been much sought before--saw me approaching and hailed

me boisterously: “Ho! Did you sleep, Scar, big laggard? Here is more

mauling for you.”

There was mauling to be done, assuredly. All three of the men were at

work, standing beside a flat boulder upon which they were seeking to

pound to little fragments uneven chunks of rock, which, from their

shape, must have been somehow broken from a larger body. As I drew

nearer I saw that among the fragments the men were thus seeking to

pulverize, there appeared lumps and shreds and strips of a substance

which did not break beneath the blows, though it might bend and

flatten. Then what remained of the daze of my sleeping went away in a

moment and I knew the why and wherefore of what was here before me. The

red substance was the thing Hammer had found in the pronged rock and

was copper, as we came to call it, something now most precious to us

and in the getting of which we were all assisting Hammer to the utmost.

What arrow-heads and spear-heads he had given us! There had been never

others to equal them.

It had been a curious discovery and one unlikely to have been made by

other than this Hammer, friend and hut-mate of mine, and the shrewdest

and most thinking man among us. He, who was ever alert to discover the

reason of what was unusual, was attracted one day by the appearance of

a particular boulder in the valley. It was different from the others in

that it had upon it many outstanding points and bulges, as if the stone

were harder in those spots and had yielded less to the chippings of the

cold, heat and storms or whatever might make it grow smaller with time.

He picked a small rock from the ground and struck a heavy blow upon one

slender projection, longer than his hand, thinking to break it off, but

it did not break; it only bent instead. Then, indeed, was the curiosity

of Hammer aroused mightily. He would have that strange projection!

Fiercely and strenuously he pounded upon it, and very wearily, at last,

for he had set himself a serious task, though he finally succeeded in

loosening the prong from the rock after long battering of it back and

forth. He held in his hand something well worthy of his study.

Hammer brought to our hut the red piece, which surely was not of the

rock itself, and much we considered of what it might be and of what use

it could be made to us. That last thought took but little time. Hammer

decided it:

“It will not break,” he said; “it will only bend, and that not easily,

yet it may be hammered into many shapes. Such hammering it shall have.

I will make a spear-head such as men have never seen!” He took the

fragment of metal and one of the heaviest of our stone hammers and went

with them to the hard flat boulder in the ravine and there began his

pounding.

All that afternoon came to our ears in the village the sound of the

hammering at the rock. I did not go there, for I had other things to

do out in the lower hills where I had seen a group of little deer, and

where I thought I might get a chance at one as they came from the wood

at sundown. I got none, and darkness had come when I reached our hut

again and found Hammer by the fire, whereon he had roasted meat, which

tasted good to both of us. I asked concerning his labour, and he showed

me the piece of copper.

What a change had come to it! Very nearly in the shape of a spear-head

it was now, and fine to look upon in its bright redness. Hammer said he

had not sought to do more when the light began to fail, for the work

must be finer now and he must use a lighter hammer. He was at the rock

again in the early morning and wrought all day again, meanwhile having

lying on the rock beside him as he worked the best and most beautifully

shaped stone spear-head that we owned, one of the hardest flint, most

perfect in its form and so polished by rubbing upon sandstone and

afterward with the bark of trees that it was as smooth as the shell

of a beechnut. This Hammer used as a model, and the “tap-tapping” of

his light hammer of stone upon the metal was like the tapping of a

woodpecker who never wearied. He would not show me that night what he

had accomplished, but said that his task would be done in the day to

come. At night when we met again in the hut he showed me the copper

spear-head.

It was something wonderful, that spear-head. It was smoother than any

stone one ever made, for Hammer had tapped so gently, at the end, that

there was left no trace of indentation, and afterward he had polished

it until now it glittered in the firelight. Its edge was better than

could be given to any stone knife, and, Hammer told me, it could be

ground upon our sandstone whetstones, or if it became dulled, could be

easily hammered into sharpness again. It could not be broken! There was

no other such spear-head in the world--and we could make others like it!

There was such excitement in the village as had not often been known

before when Hammer, who had set the spear-head in its shaft, displayed

it to the tribe. There was wonder and great envy and desire and a

demand that henceforth Hammer should do naught else but make such

spear-heads, that each might possess one and so the tribe be made

superior to all about us. And Hammer promised this, if only they would

bring to him the copper with which to work, and he told of how he had

found that which he had. This was agreed upon, and soon as many men

as could work together were assailing the copper-holding boulder with

their heaviest hammers and mauls of stone. A weary task must it be to

break that rock to pieces, but the hammers were of a harder stone than

it, and all day the blows were falling and in time each scrap of copper

which it held must needs be in our possession.

And, as it had been agreed upon, so it came to pass, though long was

the labour. Strips and bits and fragments of copper of all sizes, from

those fitted for arrow-heads and spear-heads up to those large enough

for axes, were gained from the gradually crushed rock, and Hammer, whom

I now aided, laboured from dawn until night. The time came when each

man in the tribe bore proudly a shining copper spear-head and when

some had axes or copper arrow-heads as well. It was a great thing, but

the rock was gone! Where could we get more copper? There was none to

answer, and upon this problem Hammer and I thought much and discussed

it many times.

The matter, as well it might, had become one meaning much to all of

us. We were not a tribe at all mighty as to numbers, but here had come

to us what, were it to continue, would lift us above all others, for

we would have the best of weapons and, furthermore, that which would

enable us to get by barter whatever others had which we most desired.

What allies we could make! No little thing in those days was such

alliance, when warfare for spoil alone was not uncommon and none of the

weak was safe without a strong alliance. And what other good might

come to a tribe with such a possession held by itself alone! All saw

the need we had--a puny force, an offshoot from a greater one which

long since had moved to the western forests and of whom we had lost all

trace. Less than half a thousand of us were in the village, and, though

we were most prosperous and content, we knew not what might come. Far

up toward the north and west of the new land we were, and in a region

of scattered forests and bright rivers and wild vines and nuts and

fruits. There was a stream behind the village; there was an abundance

of game; the women tilled a little, giving us a store of wheat and

barley; we had sturgeon from the not far distant greater river to which

we made expeditions at times, and there were the little half-wild

horses to give us food in any strait. The winters were not severe,

though the snow fell deeply and sometimes the famished wolves were out,

but all the rest of the year was beautiful and bountiful to us. Nomads,

mere wanderers, our forefathers may have been, but upon us had come at

last something of the home-clinging way. What better place to guard

and, if need be, fight for? So it came that we were glad of whatever

might make us greater and stronger, and we were proud and glad of what

had come from the copper rock, and disquieted because we knew not where

to find another like it.

Long, one night, were Hammer and I debating in our hut concerning what

had become the common problem. To both of us it seemed that there must

be more than a single rock in all the world which held that which we

wanted.

“And it is not distant,” said Hammer, “this other rock of the same

kind; there may be a host of rocks.” Then he spoke still more

earnestly. “We, even you and I, are the ones. We must seek more copper

and we shall find it. It lies somewhere in the gorges, surely! Will you

come with me until we have gone far enough and searched most closely?

What greater thing could we be doing? Will you come with me?”

As he well knew, he need not have asked the question. I had long since

become as earnest as was he in the great thing upon which so depended

our fortunes and the fortunes of all our tribe. Surely I consented,

for I had lost myself in the fancy for this wonderful new adventure of

search and labour which might assure us weapons and many other things

of a different and better sort, and give to us of the plains and hills

an advantage over all other tribes. I had become a joyous copper-seeker

and earnest artisan! My fortunes should be henceforth joined with those

of Hammer, as he would have it, and as it was now pledged. What if we

should somewhere find the red substance in abundance and perhaps not so

firmly imbedded in such rock! What things would happen then! Utterly

abandoned were we now in this quest to come. What cared we for the

women or the breaking of the horses or the wild chase of the stag or

urus? A greater thing was ours! Soon were we prepared for the journey,

the course of which we had not yet determined, except that it must

follow the base of the low mountain range and lead up its many valleys

and gorges and canyons until, if fortune were with us, we had come upon

what we sought.

Straight descendants of the first Tamers were we, so our legends

said, and there were horses with us, though many other tribes had not

yet learned to tame and use them, or sometimes count upon them for

meat. Should we take horses? It was finally decided between us that we

should, since with the region close about us we were of course well

acquainted, and searching would be wasted in it, and it would be a

day’s journey afoot along the base of the range, which trended to the

southwest, before we could reach the place where began the succession

of upward extending ravines in which we hoped to find more of the red

metal. We hoped this, not from any definite belief, but because so

many of these openings resembled the one in which Hammer had made the

first discovery. After we had reached the first of these we could turn

our horses loose, knowing that they would find their way back to the

village.

We caught our rough little steeds, small, hairy and shaggy, but sinewy

and enduring, and, with ropes of hide about our shoulders, fastened to

us the heavy hammers we hoped to need, and, after the usual struggle

with the animals, got fairly on our way. A half day’s ride brought

us to the first ravine, and then we took off the rawhide halters,

which were our only bridles, and let the horses go. They started back

whinnying and galloping. The horse of the time took most unkindly to

the carrying of any burden. He was to learn much concerning that matter

very soon.

Two of the openings of the hills we explored most thoroughly that

day. They were not at a great distance from each other and were very

much alike--narrow gorges or ravines with narrow bottoms and almost

perpendicular sides. We found nothing to even remind us of the sort of

rock in which Hammer had discovered copper in the first place. We took

up our march again and, just at nightfall, came to an opening, not so

narrow and gloomy in appearance as the others. This we would explore in

the morning, and so we lay down for the night before a little fire we

had built. It was early autumn and was not cold.

The old men in the tribe do not all have the same thoughts as to

dreams, the things which come in the night when one is sleeping and

make him think he is alive at some other place, or, at least, seeing

and doing other things than those which are. Those whom I think are the

most sensible say that dreams are as nothing, but others say that they

mean much and may speak of the past or even foretell what is to come. I

know nothing of it, but I know that I dreamed much as I lay beside the

fire that night, and that I thought myself, first, in a land of lakes

and strange abodes supported above the water, and that, later, I was

again searching with Hammer for the rocks with the red metal in them.

I dreamed, too, that we came to a small round mountain that was made

up altogether of copper, and that all around it was more of the copper

made into spears and arrow-heads and knives and axes and all manner of

other things we needed in our huts. It was a very foolish dream, but it

made me pleased when I woke in the night, though, as I have said, I had

no faith in such things.

It was a wonderfully shining morning which came to us and, as we ate,

I still kept my high spirits from the dream and was so filled with

cheer and made such buoyant talk that Hammer said I must have arisen

early and gone into the forest and eaten of a root which, it was said,

would make men laugh. I cared not. I was most courageous and full of

lightness. I felt that the Things, the makers of happenings, in which

we believed a little, though heeding little as well, were going to

smile upon us some time that day. Of this I spoke afterward to Hammer

many times.

We started up the opening in the hills, and the prospect was fairer

than we had seen yet. It was not a gorge, but wide enough to be almost

like a narrow ascending valley, and its sides were not perpendicular,

but sloping and bearing many stunted oaks and pines, and shrubbery,

as did the bottom. Over the bottom were distributed boulders of all

sizes, and some of them appeared certainly not to have come from the

mountainsides adjoining, so different were they in appearance from the

rock of the sloping walls. Such a thing I had often seen, however,

and I thought little of it. Hardly had we entered the gap than we

began testing the rocks with our heavy hammers, battering away at them

until the moss and incrustations of any kind were knocked away and the

nature of the rocks made clear to us. Our hammers, which I have not yet

described, were most excellent for this. They were of much weight and

of the hardest kind of stones of proper size that we could find in our

region. These stones, half as large as a man’s head, we had grooved

around, after much labour in the chipping, and, fitting in the grooves

and holding firmly, had laid withes of the toughest willow, which were

twisted into handles of the length we wanted. So we made hammers which

would crush the common rock most easily. Never were better hammers

than these of the hard, unbreaking porphyry and greenstone, though

these were not the names we called them, if, indeed, we gave them

names at all. It was sufficient that they served our purpose well.

So we hammered our way up the slope, but found nothing to reward us.

At midday we rested for a time and ate, and then took up our testing

again, not far from each other, with Hammer, as it chanced, a little in

the lead. We had not gone half a furlong when there came from him the

longest, loudest and most ear-splitting yell I had ever heard. I was

with him in a moment.

Hammer was standing beside a rock of about the height of his shoulder.

It was, in a general way, not unlike the rocks through which we had

passed, but it had the difference that it was not altogether smooth of

surface and that here and there upon it obtruded lumps and points. One

of these points Hammer had smitten in his testing and now it glittered

in the sun, a spike of purest copper! There could be no mistake about

it. We had found what we were seeking. In that one rock, could we but

in any way break it apart, were hundreds of the new and amazing weapons

which were such prizes. We attacked the most obtruding and slender and

most promising of the outstanding parts with our great hammers, working

most feverishly until we sweated like the wild boar at the end of the

long hunt. I won in the race, and very proud I was. The spikelike mass

upon which I hammered, beating it back and forth and this way and that,

parted at last from the mass and fell to the ground only a moment

before that upon which Hammer had been spending his mighty blows. We

had what would make a spear-head apiece, enough in themselves to have

made our journey worth while!

All day we laboured, beating off some half-score of the red

protuberances, and then, to breathe ourselves, went farther up the

somewhat narrowing valley to learn whether or not there were other

rocks of the kind which meant so much to us. One other we found, to

our great delight, but one only, though we followed the defile until

it lost itself in what was little more than a crevice in the now close

looming mountainside.

We resolved that for two days we would labour on the rocks and that

then we would return to the village, where Hammer would work upon the

copper we had gained, and I would return with others to do what we

could with further hammering of the two rocks and make, perhaps, some

further search. That plan we did not carry out. It was about the middle

of the afternoon of the first of these two days when I heard from the

forest of beech and oak which lay at the foot of the slope the call

of the grouse--doubtless feeding on the many nuts. We had, in our

excitement and absorption, been eating only of the dried food we had

brought with us, and my stomach clamoured for roasted grouse as soon

as the cries of the birds reached me. It affected Hammer as it did me,

and I took my bow and arrows from where they were left at our sleeping

place and crept into the forest. There were grouse in abundance there

and soon I had a pair big enough and fat enough to satisfy even such

labourers as we with a supper worth the eating. I had gone well into

the wood in my hunting, and now strode swiftly toward the gap, paying

little attention to what was about me. So carelessly did I walk that I

stumbled sharply against a small rock which lay half hidden beneath the

brown leaves which were beginning to fall thickly. I glanced downward

at the obstacle, which was a flattish stone not a quarter of a yard

across, and, I know not why, save that I was at this time curious about

all rocks, stooped and turned it over. Its bottom, clean upon the sand,

was red! It was copper! Then went out from me a yell which could by no

means have been less mighty than was that of Hammer when he had found

the rich rock in the defile. He could have heard me from anywhere.

His answering shout came back, and soon he was with me looking upon

what I had discovered. We stood there silently for a moment and then

involuntarily looked about us. Among the beech leaves on every side

lay smaller or greater rocks of similar kind. We turned some of them

over. They were copper, seemingly almost pure and not so great of size

that they could not be beaten apart. Then, it seems to me, that for a

time we lost our senses. We shouted to each other without meaning and

capered about like wolves in the moonlight. We could not but know that

a new thing, one of the greatest ever known, had come to men, and that

we and our tribe would be the first to own it in abundance. No longer

at this time would we trifle with the two rocks in the valley!

Long we talked that night beside our fire, glorying in our good fortune

and wondering, too, not a little, how it could be that copper should

exist in such a form. Much we speculated and suggested of this strange

thing which had brought such fortune to us. Hammer thought it possible

that the red metal was something which grew of itself where there were

the things in the earth and water which gave such growth, whatever it

was it needed for its formation and sustenance, but in this I could

not agree with him. I could not believe that anything that was hard as

rock and did not change its shape as the trees and plants did, could

really grow of itself. I believed that all solid things must have been

so always and that, if they were found out of what seemed to have been

their place, they must have been moved by something else, it might be

by men--though that could hardly be so with huge rocks--or by great

floods, or, it might be, by the ice, which, in ages gone, had crept

down from the far north and pushed many things before it. No one could

tell. Perhaps the copper had not moved far at most. It might have come

down from the mountains. We ended the talk as vain; it was sufficient

that we had found what we sought. We had much to do on the morrow.

At daylight we took up our journey for the village, carrying with us

only what we had beaten from the rocks, and one of the smallest of the

fragments we had found among the beeches and oaks. Henceforth our work

with copper was to be in a different way. We had reasoned upon it and

had decided what we would do. At first it had seemed wise to move our

belongings to where the metal lay to our hand, but there were other

things to be considered.

The mouth of the wide ravine where Hammer had found the first

red-pronged rock, near a blasted and hollow tree trunk, faced the

village squarely, and, fortunately for him, there also stood near an

almost square boulder of the hardest stone, of about half its height,

which served him as an anvil. Such another rock it would be hard to

find in a convenient locality, and we had seen none like it in the

beech wood or in the ravine of the two rocks on which we had been

working. It would cost labour to transport the metal from the wood to

the village, but, once it was there, it would be where we could most

easily convert it into weapons. We would be near the village and all

its conveniences, and, besides, we would be where those would come

who wished to barter, as we knew they must in time. Little traffic

had there been between the tribes, however friendly they might be, at

any time, for the things possessed were very much alike and, besides,

the bartering was something new. Our ancestors did not barter. They

took what they wanted or, if not strong enough, must go without it.

Relations had changed, and now men were engaged in fighting each other

only part of the time. Now a new reason for trade had come, and we felt

its importance and its promise. So it was resolved between us that the

forging should be done in the ravine facing the village, and the copper

brought from where we had found it in the wood. We could use our little

horses.

It is hard to tell how great was the excitement in the village when we

showed what we had with us, and the news of our discovery went about.

Excellent and very curious was the story of our tribe from that same

day. There began a new life, for we had another interest now than

mere living upon what the earth and land and water might give us for

the eating or the wearing. Surely never before did a tribe of men so

change in character, because never before had arisen conditions so

splendidly compelling. I devised double pouches from the skins we had,

one to hang on each side of a horse, and the youth of the tribe were

set at work bringing the copper rocks from the distant forest, while

men there toiled to break the larger ones to fragments suited for such

carrying. There was a procession of boys and horses between the village

and the treasure ground, and soon there arose a small mountain of the

copper rocks beside the stone anvil near the great tree trunk, and the

sound of hammering never ceased. I worked with Hammer at the shaping,

as did two other men, and it was not long, since the anvil rock would

accommodate but four workers, before we had rolled down from farther up

the valley four or five more of the hard rocks to also serve as they

might for other anvils, though to accomplish this required many men as

did the later hard work in chipping the tops of the new rocks down to

the proper level. Then still more of the men were set to work to learn

the way of the hammering and shaping, and became expert according to

their gifts, though none could ever hope to equal the way of Hammer.

How he rejoiced in his own skill! There appeared nothing he could not

fashion from the glittering copper brought to him. With mighty blows at

first he would beat the metal more nearly into the shape desired than

could any other of us while wielding the heaviest hammers, and then,

such crude shape gained, it was marvellous to watch him. He played

with the thing as if he loved it. The sound of his beating, as he

changed from each hammer to a lighter one in his fashioning, was like

the slope from hand to finger tip, until the gentle “tap-tap” could be

scarcely heard and beneath his hand lay, finally, such perfect weapon

or utensil as had never been before. Once, in sheer bravado it may be,

he devised and made a brooch so delicate and fine and beautiful that

all stood wondering, and there came dark looks and jealousies among

both men and women, but he gave the splendid bauble to the most aged of

the women, saying that old women had once been young, and so the faces

brightened. Very wise was Hammer in his way, and both he and I were

above the woman hunger. As for the lucky beldame, she was the proudest

among us all and would surely die most unwillingly, since, now, the

world was so good!

We went together, Hammer and I, and more thoroughly explored the

forest and found that the “float” there, as we had called it, would

last perhaps a lifetime at the rate we were using it, and found also

that there were many of the copper boulders in the ravines and glens

farther along the mountainsides than we had explored at first. This

discovery it was which caused me to have a new belief as to whence the

copper had come. One of the heights of the range had once been a fire

mountain, as was easy to see from where its vomitings had run down the

valleys, and was it not possible that the copper had thus been tossed

up from the very bowels of the earth? This I thought must be true, and

Hammer agreed with me regarding the thing. So concerning that we gave

no further thought. It came at last that those working in and about

the forest built themselves huts there and that another village arose,

though not a large one, and it came, too, that others built huts along

what was now become a beaten highway such as never had been seen, and

so we were for a time a long and straggling community. Then came

another change and a most potent one.

Some leagues to the north of us was a village of a strong tribe with

whom we had always been on close and pleasant terms, for they were of

our own blood and so we understood each other well. Thus it chanced

that they were the first to barter with us for our excellent copper

weapons and that there was much commingling of the people and, as a

consequence, from that man-woman happening which always seems to come

when the youth of each kind are brought much together, the young men

and women of each tribe began taking each other for mates and so the

commingling became still closer and better. Then followed what was most

wise. There was held a council of the chief men of each tribe, in which

Hammer and I had much to say, and it was decided that the two should

join and that the formidable tribe thus made should build its village

upon the copper fields. There were shelter and water and streams, and

game and fish, and it was a fine village site in every way. And thus

it came. Barriers were built that we might defy all enemies. Not a

man or youth but had keen copper-headed spear and arrows and knife

and axe and was trained in the sharpening and care of them. We were

bravely weaponed. Not always, though, did we use the copper arrows,

for they were too precious to be shot lightly in the hunting, those

made of stone still serving for the killing of the smaller game. Then

followed a small thing which proved in the end a great one: a youth of

the tribe, that he might not easily lose his copper arrows, had tied

the scarlet feather of a bird to each arrow shaft close to its end in

a little groove, that it might not hit the bow and mar his shooting.

The brilliant feather would reveal the arrow wherever it might chance

to fall, which was a good thing. But more came of it. The youth soon

learned that an arrow flew more smoothly and evenly and that with it

thus feathered he was far surer of his game. This was counted a curious

thing, and some held that the red colour made a spell or charm and so

guided the arrow rightly, but with the trying of other feathers of any

colour, even those from the drab geese, it was found that they served

as well. The gray goose shaft sufficed. It was most curious, but it was

a potent thing, and soon all arrows were thus feathered and the tribe

became the greatest of all archers. Bad would it be for any foeman who

might attack us. Much I thought upon this thing and of how always it

seemed that one discovery was followed in its needs and new calls by

another.

There happened about this time another thing most interesting to us

all and fine in its results, following what was conceived by Hammer.

He had long looked enviously upon the smaller boulder of the two we

had found in the canyon, because it seemed so full of copper of the

finest quality, though we paid no attention to it since we had such an

abundance of the “float” about us. He would not be denied, though I

made much sport of him.

Hammer caused a pit to be dug close beside the boulder and a little

deeper than its height, and the bottom of this he had filled with

the dryest of wood. Then he brought to the pit’s side a veritable

mountain of wood as dry, and was ready for the test. The strong men of

the tribe were summoned and there was a great upheaval of the rock

with levers, and it was tumbled down upon its bed of wood, which was

promptly fired. As the flames rose other wood was heaped upon the rock

until it was hidden from view, and so, night and day, was the great

hot fire continued, men bringing more fuel all the time and working

by watches to keep at reddest heat the bed of coals in the midst of

which the rock lay. None cared to approach very near that astounding

fire. It was on the fourth night that the climax came, and well it was

for the firemen at the time that they were resting behind a boulder at

a little distance from the flames, for there came an explosion which

fairly lifted the village from its sleep and sent that copper rock in

fragments in all directions. Great was the reward of the experiment,

and it was good that we should thus learn what fire could do.

And ever our bartering increased with the tribes on every side. Those

distant purchased the new weapons and those still farther away saw and

must have them, until our community became the most prosperous, as

it was becoming the most numerous, in all that far-extending country

of plain and hill and forest. There came even some from that huge

illimitable forest to the south, peopled by the tall strong men who had

come from the far East even as had come our own people, though at some

different time, albeit with these our trading was but a little, for

they were fierce and dangerous and we cared not much for their close

acquaintance, despite our growing strength. As for Hammer and me, we

were growing older and less inclined to risk or venture. Yet there was

no abatement in our constant thought of all that might be done with the

red copper. There followed a time when Hammer spoke less often and

seemed lost in some new thought. One day he told me of it.

“If,” he said, “we could only melt and mould the copper!” And he said

also, “You and I will go to the village and work there a while and try

to do certain things.” So I went with him.

The flat rock which had been our anvil was in its place, and sound as

ever, seemingly, stood the hollow tree trunk near it, and I saw that

it was at this trunk with the hollow opening at its bottom that Hammer

looked first and examined most carefully. In the times of our working

here I had noticed one thing about this opening at the base of the

trunk--that, especially when the wind blew up the valley, it roared and

whistled up the trunk through the opening and even drew curvingly the

flames of any fire which chanced to be made near it. Could it be this,

I thought, that was now in the mind of Hammer? I was not mistaken.

He called to the men in the village and bade them bring from the banks

of the stream behind the village a great quantity of the soft tenacious

clay such as we used in making our pottery, at which work both men and

women among us were most skilful, and this clay he spread upon the

earth in and before the opening, thus making a clay platform. He also

plastered the inside of the trunk upward as far as he could reach,

with this same clay; then upon the clay platform he made a fire, not

too high, and fed this fire until nightfall, and for some time later.

Then we slept, for we were older men now and cared not to work into the

night.

The clay floor and the clay above it were well baked when we came to

the tree in the morning, though not yet enough, Hammer said, yet he did

not at once rebuild the fire, but sent for a slender and knowing lad of

the village to whom he gave a task of merit. The youth was to wriggle

his slim body through the opening and ascend and plaster the trunk

inside from bottom to top! It was a feat, but the youngster was equal

to it, with the aid provided him. The men cut down a tree and from it

took a long slender limb equal to the height of the dead trunk, and

sheared off its twigs and many side branches, leaving always enough of

each to make a foothold. They climbed the trunk and drew up the limb

and let it down inside and thus provided the boy with a sort of ladder

from which to do his work. The clay was passed up to him at first and

later slung down to him from the top in a skin pouch which one of the

men drew up. Two days it required for the resolute lad to complete the

work well, but at its end he had bestowed upon him such spear-head and

arrows and knife and hatchet of glittering copper as made him mightiest

of small warriors and loftiest of men among a thousand. Then in the

clay-bottomed and lined old tree trunk a mighty fire was built by

Hammer and kept going until the clay was turned to brick. He had made a

furnace! The fire roared up the opening as if drawn by all the demons

of the sky in time of storm.

Now Hammer took a lump of the clay and, working very carefully, pressed

down into it, to half its thickness, a copper axe; upon this he laid

a part, exceedingly thin, of the bladder of a stag, and afterward he

pressed down more of the clay, so that the axe was all embedded save

a portion of its handle; he then left the mess to dry for a time in

the sun, and later heated it for a long time in a fire outside. When

he drew it forth and it had cooled, the wooden handle outside the clay

was burned away, and, by a little careful prying, the two halves of

the mould which had been separated by the bladder came apart. These he

fitted together again and enclosed in another mass of clay, leaving

open only the opening into the hollow mould. The clay was set upon the

ground, with the hole upward.

Next Hammer brought from the village a covered earthen pot, not very

deep, into one side of which he made a hole to receive the end of a

long handle of wood, though before he put the handle in he covered it

also with clay which he baked about it in a long fire. He had now a

vessel which he could thrust unharmed into even such a dreadful furnace

as he had made within the base of the tree. Into it he placed half a

dozen ingots of the purest copper and thrust it, with its lid on, into

the white-red heart of the flaming coals. The long handle was propped

into place upon a crotch near the flames, and then we fed the fire, and

waited!

The day passed into the night, one of us awake at all times and feeding

the raging furnace as it needed. Morning came, and then Hammer, who had

been sleeping last, arose and looked at me and beckoned. Together we

neared the white-hot mass of coals and embers and, taking hold of the

long handle very carefully, withdrew the pot from where it rested in

the eye-blistering furnace. We took it away from the fire and rested

it a moment on the ground, while, with a long stick in hand, Hammer

lifted off the still red cover. Then rose such a yell of triumph as

had not been heard since we found the copper in the forest. The metal

had melted! We did not speak. Carefully as men had ever performed an

action, and holding the ungainly handle firmly, we poured the molten

stuff into the hole in the awaiting mold. It filled and overflowed and

ran upon the ground, but we cared not. What was left we poured into a

hollow in the soil and then threw ourselves upon the ground to wait

again. It was noon when we broke away the clay, and later, when the

mould had cooled enough to be handled, the two parts separated easily

and there came forth a copper axe! The great thing was accomplished!

It was not a perfect axe, but it would be so after a little grinding

and polishing. Henceforth the making of copper things would be done in

a new and easier way. Furthermore, one man, two men indeed, would die

something more content. The tribe--the whole world--had a part in what

had come that day!

And now for a time there were life and labour and clamour in the old

village again, because of the tree furnace and the convenient clay, but

later we learned to build a better furnace and to provide at the forest

village all things required for easier casting. With the training to

the labour from the getting of the copper to the time when it was made

into weapons or other things, there came, too, a new orderliness and

sense of what was best among us, and we established what was something

like a government; in a council of the older men, and less like the

ways of the barbarian, we sometimes met who had no law save that of

might. We feared them not, though once the ever-dreaded westward drift

from we know not where brought to our doors a small horde of barbarians

who thought to overrun us easily, but who fell in windrows at our

barricades before such archery as ours, or died beneath our copper

spears and axes and fled, a remnant, to seek somewhere an easier

conquest. There were not too many left for such adventure, and the

tribe next to us, a strong and warlike one, received them fiercely and

finished them completely.

But Hammer and I were growing old now and, to me especially, came a

weakness which I could not overcome. I was sick long and was well

tended, though it did not avail, I know not why, for I had but little

pain and still helped to advise, as was my duty as one of the elder

council, and still felt every interest in the welfare of my prosperous

tribe. Prosperous indeed it was, for now we and what we possessed

were known to all. From far and wide came the riches of the time to

us--many things--deep furs from the north, amber from the western sea,

and a host of other things of worth. And, as the barter grew, so did

a greater acquaintance between the tribes of all the land, and all

learned much and came to understand each other better and what was

beyond the region of each. All this because of our great discovery and

of what we had done with it!

And might there not yet, I dreamed, be hidden in the rocks other and

even more useful metals which men would sometimes find and smelt? These

thoughts pleased me much in the days when I lay helpless and weakening

from day to day, and much I spoke of them in the times when Hammer sat

beside me after bringing such food as I could eat. But it was not for

long!

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