A BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT
AFTER that neither of the boys could utter a word for a time. They just
stood there, trembling with emotion, and staring at the moving figures
down the river.
Then, as if by agreement, they turned and faced each other. Dick thrust
out his hand impulsively, and it was instantly seized by his cousin.
Indeed, Roger looked as though he could hardly restrain himself from
throwing his arms about the neck of his companion, so greatly was
he overcome; but probably the conviction that such an act, however
natural, would seem weak and childish, restrained him. Boys in those
days had so much responsibility placed upon their young shoulders that
they had to call themselves men long before they reached the age of
twenty-one.
By degrees they became somewhat calmer, and could even speak once more
without betraying their emotion.
"They're making headway against even that powerful current, don't
you see, Dick?" was what Roger remarked, as though something in the
occurrence pleased him.
"Yes, it would have to be greater difficulties than that to keep those
determined men from pushing forward," observed Dick, in turn. "They
have overcome everything that has cropped up to try and discourage
them, up to now. And with such a leader as Captain Lewis, they are
bound to cross all the way to the ocean."
"But don't you see that, if they can breast that current, they will be
able to get us off this island trap?" continued Roger.
"I'm sure of that," answered the other; "and now, Roger, let's signal
to them, for as yet they don't seem to have noticed us standing here."
"Then they're due for the greatest surprise of the whole trip,"
chuckled Roger. "It must be the last thing they'd ever think to see, a
couple of white boys further up the river than they've come after all
these months. Say when you're ready, Dick, and we'll call out hello!"
"Let it be now, then," replied his comrade.
Together they sent out lusty hails, forming their hands into cups that
would answer the purpose of a megaphone, though neither Roger nor Dick
had ever seen such a thing, since it was utterly unknown at that day.
And indeed, when the sound of their voices reached the plucky
explorers, there seemed to ensue something like a small panic.
Some of the men were seen to jump for their firearms, doubtless under
the impression that they were about to be attacked by a strolling band
of the fierce Sioux, always striving to be the lords of the northwest
prairies.
Then they apparently discovered that the two on the little island
amidst the swirling waters of the flood were white boys, and that they
were beckoning wildly, as though trying to let the exploring party know
they needed help.
After that some of the men hurried up the shore so as to sooner reach
a point opposite the island. Among them the prisoners of the flood
recognized the figure of Captain Lewis, himself; for they had seen
him talking to others in St. Louis early in the spring, before the
expedition started.
"Who are you, and how did you come there?" demanded the leader of the
party, also using his hands in order to make his voice carry above the
roar of the current.
"We come from St. Louis, and have been trying to overtake you!" replied
Dick.
"I hope it is nothing serious; do you come with a message for me from
the President? I trust he has not seen fit to recall the expedition,
and abandon the plan for exploring the Great Northwest country?" the
captain shouted next, doubtless a prey to many anxieties.
"No," called out the boy; "we are only up here on private business
connected with one who is among your number. We lost the river, and
wandered several days; but, when we struck it again at this point, we
must have gained enough to place us ahead. We have horses, and camped
on this island when the water was low; but the storm came and trapped
us. Do you think you can get us off, Captain Lewis?"
"Without a doubt we can," the other answered, heartily, "and will very
shortly, when the boats get up this far. Have no anxiety on that score,
friends. But you seem to be only boys; is it possible that two such
youths could make this long journey, and escape all the perils that lie
in wait for white travelers in this region?"
"We have been very fortunate," was Dick's modest reply.
"Ah! you have been more than fortunate!" cried Captain Lewis,
admiration in his tones; "and I shall be very proud to take you both
by the hand. It is wonderful how you pioneer boys are built; nothing
seems to daunt you. No wonder that some of the men with me are so ready
to accept any hazards, when they spring from such stock as that. Have
patience, lads, and we will soon be able to reach you."
Neither of the boys had any longer the slightest doubt that their
rescue was as good as accomplished. When such dauntless men set about
doing anything they would not let difficulties stand in the way.
So, standing there, they watched with considerable interest as the
boats were forced against that apparently resistless current of the
swollen Missouri. At times stout poles were resorted to; and, when
a particularly bad bend was to be negotiated, ropes came into play
in order to warp the craft around the point where the water flowed
swiftest.
In this fashion they would be able to make quite a number of miles
during the course of a day, and every one counted as so much gained.
When finally the entire expedition had reached a point opposite to the
island, they came to a halt, and preparations for the release of the
prisoners were instituted.
A giant, carrying the end of a rope, plunged recklessly into the river
above the upper end of the island, and battled with the current. He was
of course swept down the stream, in spite of his sturdy efforts, but it
appeared that he had calculated well, for he reached the shore of the
island, and was able to crawl up the bank.
Then the rope was fastened to a tree, and those on the mainland drew it
taut, so that it only dipped in the center into the water.
Under the directions of this experienced frontiersman, who turned out
to be one of the Kentuckians forming a part of the expedition, the
horses were one after the other started for the shore. A traveling ring
on the rope was used to secure their stout rope bridles, and, once they
were forced to plunge into the water, and kept from returning to the
island, the intelligent animals seemed to understand what was required
of them, and struck out for the mainland.
The rope served to keep them from being swept down-stream, so that in
the end they emerged from the water, and shook themselves like dogs.
Meanwhile the boys had prepared for the passage, taking off a part of
their garments, and making them into compact bundles, that were to be
carried with their other few possessions remaining; for most of them
had been attached to the horses, and were already safe ashore, awaiting
their coming.
Dick insisted on going first, for he wanted Roger to observe what
he meant to do, so that the more impetuous boy might pattern by his
example. But Roger came close behind, since the rope was amply able to
bear a double strain.
For a short time it was pretty exciting work, since the current was
swift, and seemed to tear at them, as though determined not to be
cheated out of its prey. But the boys had no difficulty in keeping hold
of the rope, and thus hitching themselves along, a foot at a time.
[Illustration: "CAPTAIN LEWIS AND CAPTAIN CLARK . . . WERE PLEASED TO
WELCOME DICK AND ROGER."]
Once past the middle of that portion of the river lying between the
island and the shore, the worst was over; and every rod gained now
meant an easier time, so that presently eager hands were outstretched
to help them up the bank.
A shout that might have been heard far away attested the deep interest
soldiers and frontiersmen had taken in the rescue. Every man came
crowding up to squeeze the hands of the two lads, and declare that he
was proud to welcome them to the ranks of the expedition. After all
these weary weeks of battling with the current of the great river, and
meeting every imaginable kind of danger and difficulty, it was like a
breath from home to thus come upon two valiant young fellows, away up
here in the land of the fighting Sioux.
It seemed almost incredible to think of mere boys capable of
accomplishing such a task. No wonder both Captain Lewis and Captain
Clark, his capable fellow commander, were pleased to welcome Dick and
Roger.
"It seems to me I have seen you both before," remarked the former. "It
must have been in the settlement of St. Louis, while we were arranging
the details of our long trip, and waiting for some of the men to
arrive."
"Yes," replied Dick, "it was there, and you met our fathers, the
Armstrong brothers, sons of old David Armstrong, who came from
Virginia, settled on the Ohio, and finally made his way down the river
to the Mississippi, acting under the advice of Daniel Boone, who was
his life-long friend."
"Now I remember you," responded Captain Lewis. "Which one of you caught
my runaway horse before he got fairly started? It was a quick action;
and I believe I thanked whoever it was on the spot, and shook hands
with the lad."
"That was Roger, here, Captain Lewis!" declared Dick quickly, only too
glad of the opportunity to bring his cousin into the light.
"But both of you are shivering with the cold, after getting wet,"
remarked the soldier captain, William Clark. "See, some of my men have
started fires, for we intend to cook our noonday meal at this spot. Go
over there and keep warm, while some of us dry your garments. This has
been the happiest event of the whole trip. Only it was a little unwise
for you to camp on that island, when a storm threatened. The Missouri
is a freakish stream, and you have to watch it closely, or it will
catch you napping some time."
"That was all my fault, Captain," admitted Roger, frankly. "I am wild
for fishing, and begged my cousin to cross over and camp there, so that
I could watch my lines close to our little cooking fire. And while
he gave in to me, I could see that it was really against his better
judgment. But we were the luckiest fellows going to get out of the trap
so easily. And we are happy to know that, after our long chase, we have
caught up with you at last."
Neither of the boys had as yet ventured to say anything regarding
the nature of their mission. That would come later, when they found
a better opportunity to chat with the genial leaders. And the advice
given by the soldier was worth following, because, of a truth, they
were both shivering with the coolness of the air after the storm, since
the few garments they had on were thoroughly soaked.
It was a bustling scene that the boys looked on as they sat close to
the fire, drying their clothes. How different things would be now,
when they no longer had any reason to hide their fire. A force of
twenty-one regular soldiers, as well as an equal number of young
Kentuckians and frontiersmen, who acted as scouts and hunters, in order
to supply fresh meat to the expedition, had little fear of the Indians.
Besides, their boats were arranged to be of more or less value to them
as places of refuge in case of an attack, one of them being covered
over, and capable of serving as no mean fortress, from behind whose
walls they could pour their fire into the lines of any attacking force.
By the time a hot dinner had been cooked the boys were once more
feeling comfortable, since their garments were all well dried. They sat
down with the two comrades, as their especial guests, and it became
apparent that Captain Lewis in particular had been much taken with both
Dick and Roger.
As they ate and talked Captain Lewis finally introduced the subject
that had been puzzling him so long.
"Would you mind telling us what caused you to take this daring journey,
my lads?" he asked, with a kindly smile.
"An enemy of our fathers," Dick went on to explain, "one François
Lascelles, has managed in some way to secure a hold upon the property
which was secured by our grandfather from the original French settlers
above St. Louis, and threatens to take it away from them. His claim
is undoubtedly a false one; but, unless we can secure the signature
of a certain party to a paper we carry, it is certain that the entire
valuable tract of land will be taken from our parents by spring, at the
latest. Too late, it was learned that this man had agreed to join your
force somewhere on the way. We started out after you had been gone for
weeks; but, as we had good horses, and you had your boats to force up
the river, we gradually came up on you, until now we have arrived."
"Have you seen the one you are seeking among the men here?" asked the
commander.
"We do not know him by sight, but his name is Jasper Williams," replied
Roger.
The face of Captain Lewis clouded.
"I am indeed sorry to hear that," he said; "because only two days ago
I sent Jasper Williams, whom I count as my best scout, to go on ahead,
and make friends with the Mandan Indians, whose hunting grounds we will
be approaching in a few weeks, and with whom I may determine to remain
all winter. So that you will have to keep on with us until we can come
up on him once more!"