THE OLD FORT AGAIN--AURORA BOREALIS--UNEXPECTED ARRIVALS--FUR TRADERS--
HEAD WINDS--CAMP ANNOYANCES--CAMP FIRE YARNS.
We must now return to our other friends, whom we left at the Old Fort.
Some days were spent at this favourite old hunting ground.
With Mr Ross the boys visited the site of their former camp, where the
cyclone wrought such havoc, and where they had had such a narrow escape.
They were all amazed as they examined the trunks of the trees twisted
off, and saw how, like a swath of grass cut through a meadow, the
irresistible hurricane had swept through the dense forest.
Never had any of them seen anything to equal this, and they were very
grateful for providential deliverance. They investigated the rocks and
boulders, and Mr Ross gave them his ideas as to the formation of the
great prairies of the West, over which he had so often wandered, and
where Sam, Alec, and Frank expected, in a year or so, to spend some
happy months.
To the boys the evening camp fire on the rocks, with the rippling waters
of lake or river at their feet and the dark back ground of unexplored
forest, was always intensely interesting, with its review of the day's
adventures, the picturesque Indians, and preparation for the evening
meal, enjoyed with such glorious appetites. Then, after the sun had
gone down in splendour, and the long twilight began to fade away, the
stars came out of their hiding places, one by one, until the whole
heavens seemed aglow with them, for they shone with a radiance and
beauty that was simply indescribable. Then, if not too tired to wait
for their arrival, how fascinating often were the auroral displays, the
mysterious "northern lights." If they were sleepy and tired, when some
of these field night displays began, they soon forgot their weariness as
they gazed, at times fairly fascinated by the wondrous visions that were
theirs to witness. Never did they see a glorious display exactly
repeated. There was always a kaleidoscopic change; yet each was very
suggestive and beautiful. Sometimes they mounted up and up from below
the horizon like vast arrays of soldiers, rank following rank in quick
succession, arranged in all the gorgeous hues of the rainbow. They
advanced, they receded, they fought, they conquered, they retreated, and
they faded away into oblivion. Then great arches of purest white
spanned the heavens, from which streamers red as blood hung quivering in
the sky. Then, after other transformations, a corona filled the zenith
and became a perfect crown of dancing, flashing splendour that long hung
suspended there above them, a fit diadem, they thought, for the head of
Him who was the creator of all these indescribable glories.
Thus in the beauties of the night visions, and in other sights peculiar
to the North, there were compensations for some of the privations
incident to being so remote from the blessings of civilisation. These
new scenes, both by night and by day, were sources of great pleasure to
the boys, as their tastes were fortunately such that these visions had a
peculiar charm for them. Then, with their full program of delightful
sports, they were indeed having a most joyous holiday.
But our readers are not to understand that during all these months there
was nothing but continued enjoyment without some genuine hardships.
There were at times some very serious drawbacks, and the boys had to
muster up all their courage and face some annoyances that were
exasperating in the extreme. And these hardships and trials were as
likely to meet them when they would have rejoiced in refreshing slumber
as during the weariness of a heavy day's marching on the trail of some
game.
One of the great drawbacks to quiet slumber during the sultry hours of
the hot summer nights were those intolerable pests, the mosquitoes. At
times they were simply unendurable. They came in such multitudes that
they were irresistible. They presented their bills so importunately
that payment had to be made promptly in blood. Some nights the boys
could hardly sleep at all. Every expedient was tried to drive them off.
Smoke fires were kindled, and all other known remedies were tried, but
all in vain. Blistered hands, swollen faces, eyes that would only half
open, some mornings told of the long-continued, unsuccessful battles
that during the nights past had been fought; and, to judge from
appearances, the lads had been most thoroughly defeated. Said Sam one
morning, after a night of misery with the insatiable pests:
"I see now why the rascals are called pious animals--because they have
been singing over us and preying on us all the night; but in spite of
all their efforts I am sure I am none the better, but much the worse,
both in body and spirits."
"I say, Big Tom," said Alec, "what is the good of mosquitoes anyway?"
"To teach young white gentlemen patience, to see what stuff they are
made of," said the old man, while all were amused at his apt reply.
"We hardly notice them," continued Big Tom, in his slow, deliberate
manner; "and so it will be with you all after a time. Mosquitoes are
peculiar, and have their likes and dislikes. One of their likes is to
be fond of fresh blood, and so they go for the latest arrivals, and one
of their dislikes is not to care much for tough old Injun. When you
have been here some time, and have been bitten by a great many, you will
not mind them so much."
"How many?" said Frank.
"About a million," replied Big Tom, "though I don't know how many that
is."
This answer was too much for Sam, so he sprang up in a hurry and, in a
semi-tragic manner, exclaimed:
"When does the next train start for home? I want to see my mother."
This inquiry from the irrepressible Sam provoked roars of laughter, and
caused them to forget the mosquitoes and their bills.
When the boys arose one morning they were surprised to find a whole
brigade of boats drawn up on the shore, and the men at various camp
fires, busily preparing their breakfast. They had slept so soundly that
they had not heard the slightest sound.
Mr Ross and the men were up quite a time, and had gone over to chat
with the two officers of the Hudson Bay Company who had charge of the
brigade, which was from the Cumberland House and Swan River district,
and was now on its way up from York Factory with its cargo of goods for
the next winter's trade.
As breakfast was now ready, Mr Ross invited the two officers of the
company, Mr Hamilton and Mr Bolanger, to eat with them. This
invitation was gladly accepted, and to them were introduced Frank, Alec,
and Sam, who became very much interested in them, and in the recital of
various adventures and reminiscences of trading with the Indians in
various parts of the great country.
The officers, on their part, were very anxious to hear all about the
gunpowder explosion that had occurred at Robinson's Portage, as all
sorts of rumours had gone abroad throughout the country about it, and
especially a story that many persons were killed, among them some young
English gentlemen, who for a bit of a lark had laid the train of gun
powder which caused the general flare-up. The boys were amazed and
indignant at first, then vastly amused as they saw by the twinkle in Mr
Ross's eye that he was well acquainted with fondness for banter, which
was a strong characteristic of some of those Hudson Bay gentlemen.
At first the boys hardly knew how to reply to this absurd reflection.
Sam was the first to thoroughly understand them, and so in the richest
brogue of his own green isle, which we will not try to produce in all
its perfection, he said:
"Och, thin, it's roight ye are, av course. An' wasn't it too bad
intoirely, the spalpeen to the loikes of you, an' he too an Englishman!
Shure, thin, an' didn't he fire the powther through downright invy. Do
ye believe me now, didn't he, an' Alec, the Scotchman, sitting there
foreninst ye, wish to blow John Company, body and breeches, all at wanst
into the Nelson River for your rascally chating the poor Injuns, that
they might be after starting a company thimselves."
This sally of Sam's created roars of laughter, and even the slap he gave
them about their close dealings with the Indians was much enjoyed. Soon
all were on the best of terms, and it was a mutual pleasure, in that
lonely place, to meet and interchange the news of the country, as well
as to have the flashings of wit and fun and pleasant raillery.
Of course the men of the brigade were anxious to get on, as they still
had a journey before them. They had only come from Norway house, a
distance of twenty miles, the previous day. They had started, as was
customary, quite late in the afternoon. The wind was anything but
favourable, and so they were obliged to remain where they had drawn up
their boats. Their old guide, after scanning the heavens and watching
the movements of the different strata of clouds, declared that a fierce
south wind was brewing, and that if they dared to start they would soon
be driven back to that place. This was bad news to all, especially to
the young officers, who were very anxious to get on. They very much
dislike long delays in their journeys. Then it is always in favour of
an officer seeking promotion in the service if it is known that he has a
good record for making speedy trips with his brigades.
Here, however, were reports from one whose word was law; so there was no
help for it, and thus they were here to remain until the wind changed.
As the indication was for high winds, with perhaps heavy rains, orders
were issued for the complete safety of the boats and cargoes. In making
their preparations for a severe storm the crews of two or three of the
boats seized hold of the strong rope which was attached to the stem of
each boat, and by their united strength dragged them, one after another,
well up on the sand, out of the reach of the waves. As there are no
tides in these great American lakes the boats have not to be shifted.
Heavy tarpaulins were carefully lashed down over the cargo, thus
preventing the rain from doing any damage. These precautions turned out
to be quite unnecessary, as the threatened storm either did not appear
or passed round them. Still the wind blew constantly from the south for
a number of days, and thus the brigade was obliged to remain. So long,
indeed, was it detained that the officers had to order the removal of
the cargo from one of the boats and send it back to Norway House for an
additional supply of food.
This delay of the brigade was a glorious time for the boys, for among
the men were some remarkable characters from the great prairies and the
distant mountains. Some of them were full of incidents of thrilling
adventures and wonderful stories; and so, while waiting during the long
days for the wind to either change or go down, many a capital story was
told at the pleasant camp fires. Some of them were narrated with
wondrous dramatic power. These Indians are true sons of nature, and,
while not taught in the schools of oratory, have in many instances a
kind of eloquence that is most effective, and a dramatic way of speaking
that is most telling.
There were stories of war parties and of scalping scenes, as well as of
thrilling horse-stealing escapades. In addition there was the narration
of various kinds of hunting adventure from these bronzed old hunters,
who had frequently met in deadly conflict various kinds of fierce
animals, from the mountain lion to the grizzly bear.