CHAPTER XXXIII.

AN OVERLAND JOURNEY.--ATTACKED BY WOLVES, AND STOPPED BY A SERPENT.

By the time Nicholas returned to the inn, Chow had prepared every thing

for their departure; the camel was laden with a litter for the two

ladies, behind which were two tents, rough sleeping mats, furs and a

supply of food and fuel.

"All is prepared, O noble Nicholas, according to thy order," said Chow.

"Thou art as nimble as thou art brave, Chow," said Nicholas, passing to

the room of the princess, whom he found with the mother of Chow well

wrapped in furs.

"It is well that thou art prepared, O beautiful and illustrious La-Loo,

for the villain innkeeper heard our conversation, and I doubt not

intended to earn the rebel Li-Kong's reward." At this the limbs of the

princess trembled, and her face became pale with fear.

"Let us haste then, O noble brother, for La-Loo fears that demon

Li-Kong, and would rather that her parent's blow had proved effective

than fall into his power."

"The weather is severe and the journey drear, and fraught with dangers

of savage beasts and still more savage men," said Nicholas, as fearful

of the danger of proceeding as of remaining; adding, "At least the

innkeeper can not return till to-morrow, and early morning would be less

dangerous than the darkness of this winter's night."

"The last of the line of the great Tait-sou have the courage of their

ancestors. Let us on our journey, my brother," said the princess.

Without another word Nicholas led the princess and her attendant to the

camel, and assisted them into the litter.

"Surely," said La-Loo, "there are times when women should have the

courage of men. An arrow sped by my hand would be as useful as one from

the bow of my brother."

Understanding the meaning Nicholas gave the princess his own bow, and

quiver full of arrows.

"Truly my venerable and beloved parent can pull a bow-string to save her

life," said Chow giving his bow and arrows to his mother.

"This is not well, Chow, for we are left unarmed, except with our short

swords, which will be of little use," said Nicholas.

"The noble Nicholas left Chow to provide for the journey, and so,

knowing that female arms, like female tongues, can fight when the time

comes, he provided weapons for each," said Chow, taking two bows from

the sides of the mule.

"Thou hast the wisdom and foresight of a colao, O Chow," said Nicholas,

laughing; then adding, seriously, "But the guide."

"Is here, O noble stranger, and as he hopes to have his tomb well

dusted, will conduct thee safely to the distant mountains," said a

youth, stepping forward with an unlighted torch in his hand.

Nicholas then mounting behind the camel, Chow upon the mule, and the

guide taking hold of the cord which was tied to the great animal's

mouth, they proceeded on their journey, and as it was just within the

time of closing the gates, they passed out of the town into the open

country of teas and drugs; and so quickly did they travel, that before

night came on they had reached a narrow gorge between two mountains,

which was good, inasmuch as they would be protected from the keen winds.

The darkness came on, and the guide lighted his torch, which flamed so

terrifically, that they might have passed for one of our slow night

trains.

So for some hours they traveled, till they came to a forest so dense

with trees that the guide would go no further, and they pitched the two

tents, one for the ladies, and the other for themselves, surrounding

both with a great fire, made of stubble, to keep off the wolves or other

beasts of prey. The following morning they resumed their journey, till

as they were leaving the forest, they could hear the distant howling of

wolves; the camel exhibited its fright by making strange noises, and the

mule grew restless, snorted, and every now and then turned its head as

if to look for its enemies. The whole party fixed arrows in their bows,

ready for an attack, and for some time their hearts palpitated with

alarm. Ordering the little caravan to stop, Nicholas sent Chow to

examine the probability of an attack. He had been absent half an hour

when they heard the trampling of horses near at hand. What could it

mean? surely they were not pursued? Then came Chow, who, running

forward, said, "We are lost, O my master, for there are banditti near."

"On my brother, on, for these rogues are doubtless the troops of the

rebel Li-Kong," exclaimed the princess, as she leant forward from the

litter with the bent bow in her hand; and onward they went, with open

ears, and as noiselessly as possible; passing along the side of a

mountain into which the wood opened, till they came to a gorge, when the

guide stopped, and proposed that they should make a _detour_, in order

to avoid the passage of the mountain platform.

"It is not possible, my master; for to the right are the banditti, to

the left the wolves. Let us keep onward and dare this platform;" and

again they proceeded through the gorge. Still the wolves kept up their

dreary howling, and the trampling of the banditti, if banditti they

were, seemed at no greater distance from them than the animals; at

length they passed through the gorge, when a sight was before them that

would have caused the stoutest hearts to quail. There, leading from the

gorge, was the platform of which the guide had spoken. It was supported

by rafters, which stood out some six feet from the rock, a mere shelf,

without edge or railing, at least five hundred feet above the level of

the sea, which the mountain skirted.

"It would be death to cross with these animals; we must turn back and

make the _detour_," said the guide.

"Open thy ears. We dare not, O noble Nicholas," said Chow! "for the

wolves are upon us."

"Onward, my brother, for there are sounds of more terrible beasts than

wolves. Let us trust ourselves in the hands of Providence," said the

princess.

Seeing the knees of the guide knocking together with fear, Nicholas

said, "Get thee to the rear, and follow the mule, thou coward;" then,

dismounting, he caught hold of the reins in the nostrils of the camels

and averting his eyes from the chasm beneath, led the sure-footed beast

along the platform. They had reached midway, when the wolves, with a

howling concert, made their appearance at the commencement of the

platform; and as Chow, who brought up the rear, led the mule, he felt

the animal tremble, and fearing that if the wild brutes ventured across

the platform the terrified beasts would be the means of precipitating

the whole party into the abyss, he trembled with anxiety. It was a

fearful situation, but the brave youth retaining his presence of mind,

crept to the flanks of the mule, and only in time, for one of the wolves

who had ventured along the platform, followed by the pack, received an

arrow in his brain, and as he rolled over into the abyss beneath, its

companions stood with their fore feet stretched forward, and their ears

bent, as if astonished, when another arrow flew among them, but so

intent had Chow become in this fight, that he was unconscious that the

progress of the rest of the party had been stopped midway. For the cause

of this we must return to Nicholas; who, as he led the camel, to his

horror, saw issuing from a fissure in the rock the head of a serpent of

the most venomous kind. He fixed an arrow in his bow, but a moment's

thought, and he dared not fire, for should he miss the reptile it would

be upon them instantly. What should he do? His sword--yes--he drew it;

but then he dared not leave the camel's head, and he called to Chow,

little thinking that he was in a more terrible position than himself.

"Let fly thy arrow, my brother; should you miss, here is my bow," said

the princess, leaning forward.

Still Nicholas would not move. The situation was fearful; the wolves on

one side, the deadly serpent on the other; indeed words are wanting to

paint the dread anxiety and terror of all, even the animals who stood

transfixed, with their hearts beating against their sides in the agony

of fear.

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