CHAPTER XVII. HOMEWARD BOUND.

THE PUNISHMENT administered to the Indians who had so greatly annoyed

the miners proved a very beneficial one.

Nothing more was seen of them, except one or two glimpses of the

red-skin upon his black horse. He, however, maintained a respectful

distance, and at the end of a day or two disappeared altogether.

These were golden moments indeed to the miners, and they improved them

to the utmost. From earliest light until the darkness of night they

toiled almost unceasingly. Half the time they went hungry rather than

stop their work to procure that which was so much needed. When,

however, the wants of nature could no longer be trifled with, Baldy

took his rifle and started off on a hunt, which was sure to be brief

and successful.

Sometimes he caught sight of some game in the gulch, and sometimes

something in the air drew the fire of his unerring rifle, and the

miners feasted and worked as only such violently laboring men can do.

Although the boy was unable to assist at the severe labor, yet he soon

demonstrated his genius and usefulness. He not only constructed a dam,

but made a 'rocker,' or machine, of an original style, that did the

work far more expeditiously and thoroughly than it had yet been done.

While the men were getting the auriferous sand, he separated it from

the particles of dirt and gravel, without any assistance from them,

and without any severe labor for himself.

There was some apprehension upon the part of all that the huge

trapper, whom young Brainerd had met at night, would make his

appearance. Should he do so, it would be certain to precipitate a

difficulty of the worst kind, as he was morose, sullen, treacherous,

envious and reckless of danger.

Baldy Bicknell really feared him more than he did the Indians, and the

constant watchfulness he exercised for several days showed how great

was his apprehension.

Fortunately, indeed, for all concerned, the giant hunter continued his

travels in a different direction, and the miners were undisturbed by

him.

Two weeks passed, by the end of which time the ravine was about

exhausted of its precious stuff, and the miners made their

preparations for going home.

It was impossible to do anything more than conjecture the amount of

wealth they had obtained, but Baldy was sure that there was enough,

when sold, to buy each of them a handsome farm.

'Jerusalem! but naow ain't that good?' exclaimed the delighted Ethan

Hopkins, as he mopped off his perspiring forehead. 'That 'ere

encourages me to take a step that I've often contemplated.'

'What might the same be?'

'Git married: me and Seraphenia Pike hev been engaged for the last ten

years, and now I'll be hanged ef I don't go home and get spliced.'

'And it's myself that'll do the same,' added Mickey, as he executed an

Irish jig on the barren earth in front of their cavern home, after

they had concluded to leave the place.

'Where does she reside?' inquired Ethan.

'Ballyduff, Kings County, in the Oim of the Sea; it's there that lives

the lass that's to have the honor of becoming Mrs. McSquizzle, and

becomin' the mither of her own children. Arrah, but isn't the same a

beauty?'

'The same as my own, Michael,' ventured the Yankee, who deemed it his

duty to correct this general remark of his friend.

'Arrah, now, get cut wid ye! she can't begin wid Miss Bridget

Moghlaghigbogh that resides wid her mither and two pigs on the

outskirts of Ballyduff, in the wee cabin that has the one room and the

one windy. Warrah, warrah, now isn't she a jewel?'

'And so is Seraphenia.'

'But has she the rid hair, that makes it onnecessary for them to have

the candle lit at night? and has she the same beautiful freckles, the

size of a ha'penny, on the face and the nose, that has such an iligant

turn up at the end, that she used to hang her bonnet on it? Arrah,

now, and didn't she have the swate teeth, six of the same that were so

broad that they filled her mouth, and it was none of yer gimblet holes

that was her mouth, but a beautiful one, that, when she smiled went

round to her ears, did the same. And her shoes! but you orter seen

them.'

'Why so?'

'What was the matter with her shoes?'

'Nothing was the same. They was the shoes that the little pigs went to

slaap in, afore they got so big that they couldn't git in them, and

then it was her brother that used one of them same for a trunk when he

emigrated to Amenity. Arrah, now, but wasn't me own Bridget a jewel?'

'Jehosephat! I should think she was!' exclaimed Hopkins, who had

listened in amazement to this enumeration of the beauties of the

gentle Irish lass, who had won the affections of Mickey McSquizzle.

'No doubt she had a sweet disposition.'

'Indeed she had, had she; it was that of an angel, was the same. It

was niver that I staid there a night coorting the same that she didn't

smash her shillaleh to smithereens over me head. Do yees obsarve

that?' asked Mickey, removing his hat, and displaying a scar that

extended half way across his head.

'I don't see how any one can help seeing that.'

'Well, that was the parting salute of Bridget, as I started for

Ameriky. Arrah, now, but she did the same in style.'

'That was her parting memento, was it?'

'Yes; I gave her the black eye, and she did the same fur me, and I

niver takes off me hat to scratch me head that I don't think of the

swate gal that I left at home.'

And thereupon the Irishman began whistling 'The Girl I Left Behind

Me,' accompanying it with a sort of waltzing dance, kept with

remarkably good time.

'And so you intend to marry her?' inquired Hopkins, with no little

amazement.

'It's that I do, ef I finds her heart fraa when I return to Ballyduff,

You know, that the loikes of her is sought by all the lads in Kings

County, and to save braaking their hearts, she may share the shanty of

some of 'em.'

'Jerusalem! but she is the all-firedest critter I ever heard tell on.'

'What does ye maan by that?' demanded the Irishman, instantly flaring

up; 'does ye maan to insinooate that she isn't the most charming

craater in the whole counthry?'

'You'll allow me to except my own Seraphenia?'

'Niver a once.'

'Then I'll do it whether you like it or not Your gal can't begin with

mine, and never could.'

'That I don't allow any man to say.'

And the Irishman immediately began divesting himself of his coat,

preparatory to settling the difference in the characteristic Irish

manner. Nothing loth, the Yankee put himself in attitude, determined

to stand up for the rights of his fair one, no matter by whom

assailed.

Matters having progressed so far, there undoubtedly would have been a

set-to between them, had not the trapper interfered. He and the boy

were engaged in preparing the steam man and wagon for starting, when

the excited words drew their attention, and seeing that a fight was

imminent, Baldy advanced to where they stood and said:

'Not another word, or skulpme ef I don't hammer both of you till

thar's nothin left o' you.'

This was unequivocal language, and neither of the combatants

misunderstood it. All belligerent manifestations ceased at once, and

they turned to in assisting in the preparations for moving.

When all four were seated in the wagon, with their necessary baggage

about them, it was found that there was comparatively little room for

the wood. When they had stored all that they could well carry, it was

found that there was hardly enough to last them twelve hours, so that

there was considerable risk run from this single fact.

The steam man, however, stepped off with as much ease as when drawing

the wagon with a single occupant. The boy let on enough of steam to

keep up a rattling pace, and to give the assurance that they were

progressing home ward in the fastest manner possible.

Toward the middle of the afternoon a storm suddenly came up and the

rain poured in torrents.

As the best they could do, they took refuge in a grove, where, by

stretching the canvas over themselves and the steam man, they managed

to keep free from the wet.

The steam man was not intended to travel during stormy weather, and so

they allowed him to rest.

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