CHAPTER XXVI.

THE FLORIDA EVERGLADES.

Presently a man who was rebuilding the fire straightened up, and

addressing one of the others, said:

"We're going to get out o' here to-day, ain't we, Bill?"

"Yes, you bet we are," was the answer. "We hain't got nothing more to

stay yere in the swamps for, onless you think they might make another

try for it, which I don't they will."

"Not much they won't, after the way they skedaddled when we-uns began

to yell. Hi! how they did cut down-stream! I'll bet they hain't stopped

yit. They must ha' reckoned the hull Seminole nation was layin' fur

'em. Ho! ho! ho! ha! ha! ha! Hit was the slickest job I ever did see!"

"You don't reckin they'll hanker arter wisitin' the 'Glades agin in a

hurry, then?" asked another voice.

"Hanker fur the 'Glades? Not muchy, they won't. Why, they won't tetch

foot to the main-land of the State of Fluridy again, not if they can

holp it. Leastways, not so long as they's a Injun left in hit. Hit's

been a hard trip and a mean job for us fellers, but hit'll pay. The

report thet ar Leftenant'll make when he gits home'll do mo' to'd

gittin' the Seminoles moved outen the kentry than ennything that's

happened sence the Fluridy wah. Now mosey round lively, boys. Let's

have a b'ilin' o' coffee, an' light outen hyar."

Lieutenant Carey had heard all that he cared to, and, without betraying

his presence to the cowboys, he softly retraced his steps to where the

canoe lay, and a minute later rejoined his party. Only telling them

that the sooner they put a respectable distance between themselves and

that place the better, he led the way into the main stream, that still

flowed with considerable force through the grass beds, and turned in

the direction of its source. Not until they had gone a good two miles

did he pause, and then there were several reasons for calling a halt.

One reason was that they were far enough beyond the reach of the

cowboys to defy discovery, and he wished to tell his companions what he

had overheard. Another was that the sun was rising, and it was time for

breakfast; and a third was that their watery highway having come to an

end, it was necessary to decide upon their future course.

A small stove was carried in the cruiser, and as there was now nothing

but water, with grass growing in it, about them, it was brought into

service. The canoes gathered closely around the larger craft, and while

Quorum prepared breakfast, the Lieutenant related his recent adventure.

In conclusion he said: "So you see, boys, our Indians turned out to be

white men, and the shooting was only intended to scare us, after all."

"But I don't understand how they knew we were coming, or what they

wanted to frighten us for, anyway," said Sumner, wearing a very puzzled

expression.

"Neither did I at first," replied Lieutenant Carey; "but I remember

now that a gentleman in Key West said the Florida cattlemen would be

greatly put out on learning of my proposed expedition. He said that

they were using every means, foul and fair, to have the Indians removed

from the State, and that they would be bitterly opposed to having the

Everglades set apart as a permanent reservation. He advised me to look

out for them, and I laughed at him. Now I realize that some one must

have sent the news to them, and they got up this party to head us off

in such a way that the blame would be placed upon the Indians. Yes, it

is clear enough now; but it was a bit of a puzzle at first."

"Well," said Worth, "it is a great relief to know that they were not

Indians, and that we are safely past them, with no danger of their

following us."

"It certainly is," replied the Lieutenant. "Though it will be a greater

one to me really to meet Indians, as we must sooner or later, and have

them treat us decently, or rather leave us alone."

Here Quorum interrupted the conversation with the announcement

of, "Breakfus, sah." The amount of cooking that he had managed to

accomplish with that one-lidded stove was wonderful. Besides coffee,

he had prepared a great smoking pot of oatmeal, and a dish of crisply

fried bacon to be eaten with their hardtack; while these things were

disappearing, he prepared and fried a panful of flapjacks that were as

light and delicate as though cooked by a ten-thousand-dollar _chef_ on

the most modern of ranges. Out-of-door camp cookery deserves to rank as

one of the exact sciences, and Quorum as one of its masters.

The old negro found perfect happiness in watching the relish with which

his deftly prepared food was eaten, and his whole body expressed a

smiling satisfaction at the words of praise lavished upon his skill.

While Quorum was eating his own breakfast and the sailor was washing

and stowing the dishes, the others stood up to take observations.

The main stream came to an end where they were, and from it a dozen

narrow channels, filled with flags and lily-pads, or "bonnets," as

they are called in Florida, radiated in as many directions. As far as

the eye could reach, and infinitely farther, in front of them and on

both sides, stretched a vast plain of coarse brown grass, rising to a

height of several feet, and growing in a foot or two of limpid water.

Innumerable channels of deeper water, marked by the vivid green of

their peculiar vegetation, crossed and recrossed each other in every

direction, and formed a bewildering net-work. The limitless brown level

was dotted here and there with heavily timbered islands of all sizes,

from a few rods to many acres in extent. Near at hand these were of a

bright green, in the middle distance they were of a rich purple hue,

and on the far horizon a misty blue. The highest of these islands,

as well as the largest one visible, rose on the very limit of their

vision, in the north-east, and as it formed a conspicuous landmark,

they decided to lay a course for it. Accordingly, in single file, with

the _Hu-la-lah_ leading and "de _Punkin Seed_" bringing up the rear,

the little fleet entered the narrow path that seemed to lead in that

direction, and the journey was resumed.

The clearness of the water in the Everglades is accounted for by the

fact that it flows above a bottom of coralline rock, and is always

in motion. In it stagnation is unknown; and though it is everywhere

crowded with plant life, it is as sweet and pure as that of a spring.

Another curious fact about the Everglades which is generally unknown

is that within their limits but few mosquitoes are found. During the

summer months, when all residents on the coast of southern Florida,

even the light-keepers away out on the reef, miles from land, are

driven nearly crazy by these pests, the Seminoles, who retire to the

Everglades to escape them, are rarely annoyed. The chief insect pests

of the 'Glades are the midges, or stinging gnats, that swarm for an

hour or so at sunset and sunrise. Against these the Indians protect

themselves by smudges and by nettings of cheese-cloth.

From the difficulties of navigation experienced during this their

first day in the 'Glades, our explorers realized that in striving to

journey across their width they had undertaken a most arduous task.

The channels that they attempted to follow seemed to lead in every

direction but the right one. They were generally so narrow and choked

with bonnets that paddling or rowing was impossible, and the boats must

be forced ahead by poling. Every now and then, too, the shallow waters

sank to an unknown depth that no pole could fathom. In such a case,

if one attempted to pull his canoe along by grasping the tough grass

stalks on either side of him, he was rewarded by a painful cut that

often penetrated to the bone. It did not require many sad experiences

of this kind to teach the boys that sawgrass is not to be handled

with impunity. It has a triangular blade, provided with minutely

serrated edges that, green or dry, cut like razors. While it ordinarily

attains a height of but four or five feet, the great Everglade lake,

Okeechobee, is surrounded by a barrier of "big sawgrass" that is

wellnigh impenetrable to man or beast. Even the scaly-hided alligators

shun it. This big sawgrass attains the thickness of a cornstalk, with a

height of ten or twelve feet, is closely matted, and its cutting edges

are possessed of the keenness of Oriental scimitars.

Sometimes the narrow channels along which our canoemates poled with

such difficulty opened into broad clear spaces, where sailing was

possible for a mile or so. Full as often the channels ended abruptly

in the grass, when the only thing to do was to get overboard in water

waist-deep, and push the boats through it.

The sun poured down with an intolerable glare, but its heat was

tempered by the strong, fresh breeze that blows every day and all day

over the 'Glades with the utmost regularity.

As they slowly drew near the island for which they were steering, it

gradually assumed a conical shape and the symmetrical proportions of a

pyramid. Late in the afternoon, while they were still about a mile from

it, a dense volume of smoke suddenly arose from its extreme summit.

This as suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared again at intervals of

a second.

"I wonder if it can be a volcano?" queried Worth, as they gazed

curiously at this phenomenon.

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