CHAPTER XXVII.

A PREHISTORIC EVERGLADE MOUND.

The whole party had come to a halt on first seeing the mysterious

smoke, and now, with their boats grouped close together, they watched

it curiously. Its several puffs did not last more than a minute, and

then it was seen no more. Nobody but Worth mentioned volcanoes, and

his suggestion caused a general smile. Quorum uttered the single word,

"Injuns," and Lieutenant Carey agreed with him. He said:

"Such a smoke as that must result from human agency, and as I do not

believe there is a white man besides ourselves within the limits of

the 'Glades, it is probably the work of Indians, and is doubtless a

signal of some kind, referring to our presence. I hope it is, for one

of the objects of my mission being to reassure the Everglade Indians of

the kindly intentions of the Government towards them, I shall be glad

to meet them as quickly as possible. Let us go on, then, and have our

first interview with them by daylight."

Half an hour later the canoes reached the island, close to which was

a wide channel of open water that apparently extended wholly around

it. So dense was its encircling growth of custard-apple and cocoa-plum

bushes, that not until they had cut a passage through these could they

reach the dry land behind them.

Anxious to discover the occupants of the island before darkness should

set in, the Lieutenant, taking Sumner and the sailor with him, and

leaving Worth and Quorum to guard the boats, set out for the mound,

which, rising to a height of fifty or sixty feet, seemed to occupy the

centre of the island.

Besides being desirous of meeting with Indians, Lieutenant Carey was

most curious concerning the formation of this strange mound. Until

he had seen the smoke rising from its summit, he had believed it to

be merely a growth of tall forest trees surrounded by lesser trees

and bushes that grew smaller as they neared the water. This is a

common feature of that level Southern country, where the outer lines

of vegetation are stunted by the constant high winds. Behind their

protection, the inner circles of trees rise higher and higher until

they attain a maximum size, and present an appearance of hills and

mounds that proves most deceptive to strangers. The character of the

smoke rising from the summit of this one had proved it to be something

more than one of these ordinary tree mounds. Consequently the explorers

were not surprised, after making their toilsome way through a forest

of trees bound together with luxuriant vines, and brilliant with the

blossoms of flowering air-plants, to find a veritable hill of earth

rising before them. The forest encircled it, but ended at its base,

and its sides were clothed only with a low growth of shrubs. They had

hardly begun the ascent when they ran across a narrow but well-worn

path leading to the summit.

On reaching the top they were disappointed to find it as lonely and

unoccupied as the forest through which they had just passed. What they

did find was a small cleared space from which even the grass had been

worn away, and in the centre of which stood a sort of an altar of rough

stones. It was about six feet square by four high, and was built of

the ordinary coralline rock of the 'Glades. From this, or near it,

the smoke must have ascended; but they looked in vain for ashes or

other traces of a recent fire. The appearance of the altar showed that

fires had been built on it; but there was nothing to indicate that one

had burned there within an hour, and the mystery of the smoke became

greater than ever.

If they had only been familiar with the Seminole method of making

signal smokes, they would not have been so puzzled. A bright blaze

of dry grass is smothered for an instant by a thick branch of green

leaves. This is lifted and dropped again as often as the operator

wishes to make a puff of smoke. Then the grass is allowed to burn out,

and the wind, quickly dispersing the light ashes, removes every trace

of the fire.

While disappointed and puzzled at finding no remnants of the fire that

they were certain had recently burned there, nor of those who had

lighted it, the explorers were enchanted with the beauty of the scene

outspread on all sides of them. To the west the sun was sinking in

wonderful glory behind the distant belt of cypress forest. Everywhere

else the brown 'Glades, dotted with blue islands, seamed with the green

threads of interlacing channels, and flashing with bits of open water,

stretched beyond the limits of their vision. Over them hung a tremulous

golden haze in which all objects were magnified and glorified. The

all-pervading silence was only broken by the occasional rush on heavy

pinions of flocks of snow-white ibises home-returning from their

distant fishing-grounds.

"No wonder the Seminoles love this country, and dread the very thought

of leaving it," said Sumner, at length breaking the silence in which

they had gazed on the exquisite scene.

"Yes, no wonder," replied the Lieutenant; "for in all my travels I

don't know that I have ever seen anything more beautiful. But the most

interesting of it all to me," he continued, "is this mound. It is

evidently a structure of human erection, and must be contemporaneous

with the famous earth pyramids of Mexico. Perhaps it was raised by the

same wonderful prehistoric race. I have examined many of the well-known

shell mounds of Florida, including those of Cedar Keys, and from there

at various places down the west coast. I have also seen the great

Turtle Mound on the Atlantic side, and those on the St. John's River;

but all of them were evidently feast mounds, and showed in themselves

the reason for their existence. I have heard of the earth mounds and

ancient canals of the upper Caloosahatchie and Fish-eating Creek, but

I have never heard it even intimated that similar structures might be

looked for in the Everglades. Consequently I regard this one in the

light of an important discovery. It is certainly sufficiently so to

warrant us in spending to-morrow on this island investigating the mound

as thoroughly as our means will allow."

"Doesn't that altar look as though the mound had been used as a place

for offering sacrifices?" asked Sumner.

"No; that altar, as you call it, is evidently of recent construction,

and was probably built by the Indians now inhabiting this country as

a place from which to make signal smokes, or possibly as a sepulchre.

We will try to find out which to-morrow. These mounds were undoubtedly

erected as places easy of defence, and perhaps this one may yield us

some ancient weapons, as the 'kitchen middens,' or feast mounds, of

Cedar Keys have so abundantly. I have seen quantities of celts and

other stone implements taken from them, while the most exquisite quartz

spear-head I ever saw was taken from a Caloosahatchie mound, which from

descriptions must be very similar to this one. Oh yes, we certainly

must spend another day on this island. Now we'd better be going, for it

will soon be dark, and--"

Here the Lieutenant was interrupted by two shots fired in quick

succession from the direction in which they had left Worth and Quorum.

"I am afraid that means trouble of some kind," said Lieutenant Carey,

anxiously, after he had fired two answering shots.

Hurrying down the pathway, which they found led to the water on the

opposite side of the island from that on which they had landed, they

plunged into the forest, and were surprised to notice how dark it had

already grown. Its intricacies were so bewildering and its difficulties

so numerous that it was nearly an hour after they heard the shots

before they came within sound of a voice answering their repeated calls.

At length they reached the place where they had left the boats, and

here they found Worth alone, and so panic-stricken that it was with

difficulty he could answer their eager questions.

"Why had he fired those shots?"

"Where was Quorum?"

"Where were the boats?"

"I fired them to call you back," answered the boy, "and I don't know

where Quorum is nor where the boats are. They were here when I left,

and when I came back they were gone. This was all I found here." With

this Worth pointed to a bag of hardtack that lay on the ground at

his feet. "And I'm afraid poor Quorum has been killed, for I know he

never would have left us. I thought perhaps you were killed too, and

that I was left here all alone, and I've been getting more and more

frightened, until I think I should have gone crazy if you had not come

when you did."

"You poor boy!" said the Lieutenant, soothingly, "I don't wonder that

you were frightened. I should have been myself. But how did you happen

to leave Quorum? and what was he doing when you left him?"

"He was sitting in the cruiser, and I only left him for a minute,

because I heard such a big turkey gobbler right here in the woods close

to us. I thought it would be such a pleasant surprise for you to have

me get him for supper, and I was sure there weren't any panthers or

rattlesnakes here. So I just crept into the bushes to get a shot at

him, and he kept going farther and farther off, and I kept following

him. I didn't see him at all, and after a while I didn't hear him any

more either, so I thought I'd better come back. When I got here, I

couldn't find Quorum or the boats, so I fired my gun as a signal."

"And you haven't seen nor heard anything of Quorum since?" inquired

Lieutenant Carey, looking puzzled and anxious.

"No, I haven't heard a sound nor seen a sign of a living thing,"

answered Worth.

"There can't be any doubt of this being the right place," said the

Lieutenant, reflectively, "for there is where we cut our way through

the bushes."

"And here is the bag of biscuit," added Worth.

"I am not a bit surprised at the disappearance of the canoes," said

Sumner. "I am getting used to that. But to have Quorum and the cruiser

go too is certainly very strange."

"And leaves us in a most awkward predicament," added the Lieutenant.

"If Quorum had only gone with one boat, we might expect to see him back

at any moment; but to have them all go looks very suspicious. I greatly

fear the poor fellow has been the victim of some foul play. However, it

is too dark now to do anything but light a fire and prepare to pass the

night where we are as well as we can under the circumstances."

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