CHAPTER XIV

THE HOUSE-BOAT

I worked long enough on this canal to save fifty dollars, and then

quit, feeling the old restlessness return, which had unsettled me for

some time. With this comfortable sum in my possession I kept beating

my way west until I arrived at St. Louis, a large city on the

Mississippi, having up till now lived frugally, and spent nothing on

travelling. This kind of life was often irksome to me, when I have

camped all night alone in the woods, beside a fire, when one good

sociable companion might have turned the life into an ideal one. Often

have I waked in the night, or early morning, to find spaces opposite

occupied by one or two strangers, who had seen the fire in the

distance, and had been guided to me by its light. One night, in

Indiana, when it had rained heavily throughout the day, I had made my

fire and camped under a thick leaved tree, where the ground was dryer

than in the open. Sometime about midnight, I felt myself roughly

shaken, at the same time a sudden shower fell that pinned me

breathless to the earth. I looked here and there, but could see no

one. Then I left the shelter of the tree and saw to my surprise, that

the night was fine, and that the stars were thick and shining. As I

replenished the fire with wood, of which I always gathered in an

abundance before darkness came, it puzzled me much to account for

this. Although I thought the shaking must have been a dream, my wet

clothes were a sufficient proof of the rain's reality. Every man I met

on the following day enquired where I had lodged during the earthquake

shock on the previous night, and that question explained everything.

The earth had shaken me, and the leaves of the tree, which had been

gathering all day, the rain drops had in one moment relinquished them

all upon my sleeping form.

On reaching St. Louis I still had something like forty dollars, and

being tired of my own thoughts, which continually upbraided me for

wasted time, resolved to seek some congenial fellowship, so that in

listening to other men's thoughts I might be rendered deaf to my own.

I had bought a daily paper, and had gone to the levee, so that I might

spend a few hours out of the sun, reading, and watching the traffic on

the river. Seeing before me a large pile of lumber, I hastened towards

it, that I might enjoy its shady side. When I arrived I saw that the

place was already occupied by two strangers, one being a man of middle

age, and the other a youth of gentlemanly appearance. Seating myself,

I began to read, but soon had my attention drawn to their

conversation. The young fellow, wanting to go home, and being in no

great hurry, proposed buying a house-boat and floating leisurely down

the Mississippi to New Orleans, from which place he would then take

train to Southern Texas, where his home was. "We will go ashore," he

said, "and see the different towns, and take in fresh provisions as

they are needed." The elder of the two, who had a strong Scotch

accent, allowed a little enthusiasm to ooze out of his dry

temperament, and agreed without much comment. "Excuse me, gentlemen,"

I said, "I could not help but hear your conversation and, if you have

no objection, would like to share expenses and enjoy your company on

such a trip." The Texan, being young and impetuous, without the least

suspicion of strangers, jumped to his feet, exulting at the social

project. Scotty, more calm, but with a shrewd eye to the financial

side of the question, said that he thought the trip would certainly be

enjoyed better by three, and that the expense would not be near so

great per head. We had no difficulty in purchasing a house-boat.

Hundreds of these are moored to the banks, lived in by fishermen and

their wives, and others in various ways employed on the river. But, of

course, the one we required was to be much smaller than these. We

found one, at last, rather battered, and ill-conditioned, for which we

were asked eleven dollars. Scotty, to our unfeigned disgust, acted the

Jew in this matter of trade, and had succeeded in beating the price

down to nine dollars and a half when we to his annoyance offered to

pay that sum without more ado. But Scotty, although mean in these

business matters, was strictly honest and just in paying an equal

share; for, after I had paid the odd half a dollar, he did not forget

that amount when we came to stocking the boat with provisions. We lost

no time in getting these, and then went ashore for the evening's

enjoyment and the night's sleep, intending to start early the next

morning. And with these prospects before us, a very pleasant evening

we had.

At nine o'clock the following morning, we weighed anchor--our anchor

being a large stone--and drifted into the current, the young Texan

using an oar as a tiller. And what a strange voyage we had, fraught

with more danger than many would dream. This Mississippi river often

had only a few yards for navigation purposes, even when the distance

from bank to bank was between two and three miles. Sometimes we were

in the middle of this broad river, and yet were in extreme danger of

floundering, for we could touch the bottom with a short stick. Yes, we

were in danger of floundering, and yet our ship drew less than six

inches of water! Trees, whose branches were firmly embedded in the

mud, had their roots bobbing up and down, bobbing up unawares, and we

were often in danger of being impaled on one of these ere we could

steer clear of it. Sometimes we would see villages and small towns

that in the remote past had been built flush on the banks of this

river: now they were lying quiet and neglected a mile or more away,

owing to the river's determination to take his own course. Hundreds of

lives had been sacrificed, dying of swamp fever, in building levees

and high banks to prevent this, and millions of dollars utilised for

the same purpose--but the Father of Waters has hitherto had his own

will, and can be expected to be seen at any place, and at any time.

Towards evening we would put ashore on a sand bar, making a fire with

the driftwood, of which there was an abundance. Here we cooked supper,

slept and enjoyed breakfast the next morning. There was no other water

to be had than that of the river, which the natives of the south claim

to be healthy. We had no objection to using it for cooking and

washing, but it was certainly too thick for drinking cold--or rather

lukewarm, for it was never cold in the summer months. We would fill a

large can and let the water settle for twenty or thirty minutes, and,

after taking great care in drinking, a sediment of mud would be left

at the bottom a quarter or three-eighths of an inch deep.

We put ashore at one place where a number of negroes and white men had

assembled in expectation of work, when man again proposed putting

forth his puny strength against the Mississippi, where we decided to

wait a day or two and take our chance of being employed. Unfortunately

the ill feeling which invariably exists between these two colours came

to a climax on the first day of our arrival. The negroes, insulting

and arrogant, through their superiority of numbers, became at last

unbearable. On which the white men, having that truer courage that

scorned to count their own strength, assembled together, and after a

few moments' consultation, resolved to take advantage of the first

provocation. This came sooner than was expected. A negro, affecting to

be intoxicated, staggered against a white man, and was promptly

knocked down for his trouble. The negroes, whose favourite weapon is

the razor, produced these useful blades from different parts of

concealment, stood irresolute, waiting for a leader, and then came

forward in a body, led by a big swaggerer in bare feet, whose apparel

consisted of a red shirt and a pair of patched trousers held up by a

single brace. These white men, who were so far outnumbered, said

little, but the negroes were loud in their abuse. This soon led to

blows and in the ensuing fight, knives, razors and fists were freely

used. Only one shot was fired, and that one told. When the negroes,

whose courage had failed at such a determined resistance, were in full

flight, the tall swaggerer was left behind with a bullet in his heart.

Several men were wounded, with gashes on necks, arms, and different

parts of the body. Small fights continued throughout the day, but it

was left for the night to produce a deed of foul murder. A white man

was found next morning with his body covered with blood from

thirty-nine wounds. Half a dozen razors must have set to work on him

in the dark. The razor is a sly, ugly-looking weapon, but is far less

dangerous than a knife, a poker, or even a short heavy piece of wood;

and as it cannot pierce to the heart or brain, that is why this man

took so long in the killing. This deed roused the sheriff and his

marshal, and they followed the black murderers to the adjoining state,

but returned next day without them.

We embarked again, but owing to the young Texan being taken sick with

malarial fever, resolved to put ashore for medicine at the first large

town. This malarial fever is very prevalent in these parts, especially

this state of Arkansas, which is three parts a swamp. He suffered so

much that we decided to call on the first house-boat seen, and ask

assistance of the fishermen, and soon we had an opportunity of doing

so. Seeing a large house-boat moored at the mouth of a small creek, we

put the tiller--which as I have said, was an oar--to its proper work,

and sculled towards the shore. We ran to land within ten yards of the

other boat, and the fisherman, who had seen us coming, stood waiting

on the sands to know our wants. He was a typical swamp man, with a

dark sickly complexion, thin-faced and dry-skinned and, though he was

nearly six feet in height, his weight, I believe, could not have

exceeded one hundred and twenty pounds. His left cheek was

considerably swollen, which I thought must be due to neuralgia until

the swelling began to disappear from that side; and, after witnessing

for a few seconds a frightful, even painful contortion of the face, I

saw the right cheek come into possession of the same beautiful round

curve, leaving the left cheek as its fellow had been. It was now

apparent that the one object of this man's life was to chew tobacco.

To him we related our troubles, asking his advice, and for a little

temporary assistance, for which he would be paid. Up to the present

time he had not opened his lips, except a right or left corner to

squirt tobacco juice, sending an equal share to the north and south.

"I guess there's some quinine in the shanty boat," he said, after a

long silence, "which I reckon will relieve him considerably, but he

ought ter go home ter th' women folk, that's straight." He led the way

to his boat, and we followed. We soon had the young Texan in comfort,

and Scotty and myself returned to transfer some provisions to the

fisherman's house-boat, for the evening's use. While doing so, we

decided to sell our own boat, at any price, when we would walk to the

nearest railroad, and send the young fellow home; after which we

would seek some employment and settle down. We cooked supper, and then

slept in the open air, beside a large fire, leaving our sick friend

comfortable in the boat.

The next morning we offered our house-boat for sale for six dollars,

with all its belongings. The fisherman explained to us that he not

only had no money, but rarely had use for it. Everything he needed he

paid for in fish, and often went months at a time without a glimpse of

money of any description. To my surprise the one thing that did seem

to claim his attention, for which he could not help but display some

greed, was the large stone which we had brought with us from St.

Louis, and which we had used for anchor. This stone certainly had no

vein of gold or silver in it, it was not granite or marble, and could

boast of no beauty, being a very ordinary looking stone indeed, but it

seemed to have a strange fascination for this man. The fisherman had

no money, and had nothing to barter which might be of use to us, so we

made him a present of the whole lot, and left him sitting on the

stone, watching our departure. "He seemed very eager to possess that

stone," I remarked to Scotty, as we followed a trail through a

thicket, so that we might reach the high-road. "Yes," said Scotty,

"for in this part of the country, where there is little but sand, wood

and mud, a stone, a piece of iron, or any small thing of weight, can

be put to many uses."

After reaching the road we had twenty miles to walk to reach the

nearest railway station, at which place we arrived late that night,

the young Texan being then weak and exhausted. A train was leaving at

midnight for New Orleans, and, after seeing him safely aboard, we sat

in the station till daybreak. Early the next morning we were examining

the town, waiting for business to start, so that we might enquire as

to its prospects for work. This seemed to be good, there being a large

stave factory which employed a number of men. We succeeded in our

quest, starting to work that morning, and at dinner time received a

note of introduction to an hotel. That evening we associated with our

fellow-workmen, and, in the course of conversation, we discovered that

there was no particular time to receive wages, there being no regular

pay day. Sometimes wages ran on for a month, six weeks, two months,

etc. At the present time no man had received wages for over two

months. "Of course," he explained to us, "anything you require you can

easily get an order for on the stores." We worked two weeks at this

factory, when I was taken ill myself with malaria, and not being able

to eat, soon became too weak for work. In this condition I went to the

office for my money, but could not get it, and saw that nothing else

could be done than to get an order on the stores, and take my wages

out in clothes, shoes, etc. Scotty was scared at this, and quitted

work at once to demand his wages in cash, and there I left him,

waiting for a settlement. I intended going to Memphis, the nearest

large town, and placing myself in its hospital, whilst Scotty was

going to New Orleans, where I promised to meet him in a month,

providing I was sufficiently recovered to do so.

I don't know what possessed me to walk out of this town, instead of

taking a train, but this I did, to my regret. For I became too weak to

move, and, coming to a large swamp, I left the railroad and crawled

into it, and for three days and the same number of nights, lay there

without energy to continue my journey. Wild hungry hogs were there,

who approached dangerously near, but ran snorting away when my body

moved. A score or more of buzzards had perched waiting on the branches

above me, and I knew that the place was teeming with snakes. I

suffered from a terrible thirst, and drank of the swamp-pools,

stagnant water that was full of germs, and had the colours of the

rainbow, one dose of which would have poisoned some men to death. When

the chill was upon me, I crawled into the hot sun, and lay there

shivering with the cold; and when the hot fever possessed me, I

crawled back into the shade. Not a morsel to eat for four days, and

very little for several days previous. I could see the trains pass

this way and that, but had not the strength to call. Most of the

trains whistled, and I knew that they stopped either for water or

coal within a mile of where I lay. Knowing this to be the case, and

certain that it would be death to remain longer in this deadly swamp,

I managed to reach the railroad track, and succeeded in reaching the

next station, where most of these trains stopped. The distance had

been less than a mile, but it had taken me two hours to accomplish. I

then paid my way from this station, being in a hurry to reach Memphis,

thinking my life was at its close. When I reached that town, I took a

conveyance from the station to the hospital. At that place my

condition was considered to be very serious, but the doctor always

bore me in mind, for we were both of the same nationality, and to

that, I believe, I owe my speedy recovery.

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