"Then off!"
They thrust themselves over the edge and went whirling down, huge clouds of snow spurting to either side of their snowshoes. Nor did Joe find the task one of the easiest. He swerved, and with a dig of his gun recovered his position. But the movement sent him twirling the opposite way. He made a desperate effort, and wrenched his body round again till he faced downhill; then, just as is the case with skis, something seemed to go wrong with his snowshoes. They displayed an unaccountable and all-powerful tendency to separate. No amount of effort would draw them together. The result was speedy disaster. Joe rose a little, struggling to regain equilibrium, but a curious thing happened. The very raising of his body proved fatal; for suddenly the shoes stuck fast, the toes entering the surface in spite of the steep slope. Thus arrested, our hero pitched forward on to his head, doubled up into a beautiful and most elegant circle, and went speeding down the hill like a ball, this time at an infinitely quicker rate. His antics, too, from that moment forward were more than funny, for he straightened himself out, with arms and legs widespread.
"I"ll have the breath knocked clean out of my body if I don"t come to a stop soon," he thought. "Ah! That does it; that"s better!"
However, the relief was for the moment only. The pace lessened; he began to think that presently he would find a resting-place from which he might once more put himself in position for the remainder of the descent. But alas! he was to be disappointed. Shooting into a deep drift, he found himself buried beneath the snow, and expected to stay there. But the force of his descent carried all before it. His body broke through the ma.s.s of snow, and once more he was hurtling downward, falling this way and that, sliding, rolling head first sometimes, and at others the reverse. At last, however, he was able to arrest the rapid and exciting movement.
"Gee!" he cried. "That was a doer! Where"s my gun? And one shoe gone also."
It happened that the lost articles had more or less kept him company.
The gun, in fact, lay within a few feet of him, while as he turned there was the lost snowshoe descending in a dignified manner towards him. He s.n.a.t.c.hed at it, donned it in haste, and once more prepared for the rest of the journey.
"Better luck, I hope," he said. "Ain"t Hank grinning! The little beggar made a clean run right to the bottom."
On this second occasion Joe was more fortunate. He sat his shoes like a practised hand, and went hurtling down to within a few feet of his waiting comrades.
"You"ve come at last," grinned Hank, as Joe picked himself up and rose to an erect position. "Warn"t it fair flyin"? Seemed to me as ef you was spreading your wings because you wasn"t quite satisfied. But you ain"t hurt, lad?"
"Not a bit; rather enjoyed it," sang out our hero.
"And ain"t too much shook up? That sorter things kicks the breath outer a body."
"As fit as ever," grinned Joe, "and ready to continue. Where"s the camp?"
"You"re at the front door, as you might almost say," smiled the little hunter. "There it aer."
There it was indeed, almost nestling at the foot of the hill, and in any case within a few hundred yards. It took the little party but a few minutes to reach it.
"Will they have taken all or not?" asked Hank somewhat anxiously, as they came up to the place. "Ef so, it aer a bad lookout; ef not, why, things is beginning to move in our favour."
A deep-toned exclamation came from the Redskin, while his hawk-like face took on for one brief instant an appearance of sublime content.
"That"s settled the matter," cried Hank. "You kin see as it aer all right, fer Beaver Jack stood to lose the hull of his pelts and the winter"s work, which for him would be serious. He"s seen that things aer all right."
"No take the pelts and the sleigh as they easy able to come back when they killed us," said Beaver Jack, his eyes twinkling.
"And so we"ll take "em," cried Hank. "But where? That do tease me more"n a trifle. Jest about here we ain"t no better off than we was back up the hill, and men lyin" on the ridge above us could flick bullets into our camp every time. I ain"t bad at some sorter conundrums, but here guess I"ve come to an end. Joe, boy, you are the youngest and brightest; what do we do?"
"Pack up at once, put all our things on Beaver Jack"s sleigh, and make clear across the lake to that island," said our hero, promptly pointing across the smooth expanse of snow to where, nestling in the centre almost, was a prominence above which hung the heavily-weighted branches of a group of evergreens. "That"ll be a fine castle," he said. "We"ve now grub with us, besides pots and pans; there"ll be firewood yonder, and with that we"ll be able to make ourselves comfortable. I"m for making for that island."
Hank gave a little exclamation, and struck himself violently on the chest as if in punishment for not having thought of the same movement, while the Redskin went to his sleigh, on which his store of pelts was still bound, and taking up the tow rope began to move away from the camp.
"It aer jest the very thing for us," observed Hank, with eagerness. "I war a thickhead too never to have thought of it. But lend a hand, Joe, and let"s get the traps fixed and packed. Them critters ain"t likely to be long now in coming."
Very rapidly but carefully they packed all their goods on Beaver Jack"s sleigh, then, led by the Redskin, they stepped upon the snow-covered surface of the lake. And as they pushed their way across it the shouts of the enemy came to their ear, while presently they could be seen descending the hillside.
"They"ve seed what we"re up to, and guess as they can"t reach us afore we"re at the island," said Hank. "So now they"ll go back to collect their sleighs and dog teams. That"ll give us time to breathe. We"ll make our lean-to right off, and get a kettle of water boiling. A brew of hot tea won"t come amiss after all this business."
They found, in fact, that cups of boiling hot tea, sweetened with some of the store of maple sugar which they had brought with them, was most reviving. It sent the blood surging through their bodies, and, had their courage been somewhat lacking, would even have restored that.
But Joe and his friends had a deal of fight left in them yet. They hoped still to preserve their lives, and show these half-breeds who had so outrageously attacked them that matters were not all in their favour.
"We aer boxed in, more or less," said Hank, surveying his surroundings; "but they ain"t much better off. The moment one o" the critters steps off on to the lake, we sees him. There"ll be a moon to-night, and for a week almost, so night won"t make much difference to it. Joe, I begin to think as this here island aer going to be the saving of us."
Whether or no that was to be the case had yet to be seen. It was fairly evident that the gallant little trio had a strenuous and exciting time before them.
CHAPTER XVII
Hurley"s Conspiracy is Unfolded
Nowhere else in the vast territories of the Dominion of Canada could Joe and his two comrades have come upon a spot more suited to their purpose than was the tiny island which cropped out almost in the centre of the frozen and snow-covered surface of the vast lake they had encountered during their prospecting tour in New Ontario.
"It aer a fair treat," observed Hank, rubbing his half-frozen hands together, with a gusto there was no mistaking. "I allow that when we made back to our camp this afternoon things was looking uncommonly black, and ef we had found that all our traps had been taken or burned by them half-breeds, why, in course we should ha" been up a gum tree, as Australians is fond of saying. How do I know they"re fond o" sayin"
that, young feller?" he asked, with an appearance of severity he was far from feeling; for Joe had laughingly asked the question. "Jest fer this reason: there"s Australians comes to Canada--not "cos they don"t like their own country, for I never heard of one as didn"t swear by Australia; but, you see, things don"t move quite as fast out there as they do here. This Dominion aer the place for settlers above all others for two good reasons. First, and it"s a big "un--the distance from the old country is so short, which makes the pa.s.sage easy and cheap; and second, this here Government aer on the move all the time, more even than that over in Australia. Yer see, they"ve got the ma.s.ses pouring in, and huge preparations has to be made. But we was talking of this island."
"Yes," agreed Joe, who long since had made a tour of the place. Not that that was a journey of vast extent or of difficulty, for the little heap of rock which cropped from the bed of the lake in such picturesque fashion was barely big enough to house three dozen men. That number would be uncomfortably squeezed together, as a matter of fact, and some would be pressed from the edge. Then, again, its outer edge was raised for all the world like the rim of a saucer, while the centre was depressed into a number of irregular hollows. "A fine place," admitted Joe warmly. "Shouldn"t wonder if in summertime there is fresh water in these hollows. In any case, though, that wouldn"t matter, for there is abundance of water in the lake. Seems to me we shall be able to make a fort here that will bother those people."
"What"d you do?" asked Hank, eager to discover the plans that Joe might have made. "Here you are with a couple of young fellers, me and Beaver Jack, to look after, and it aer up to you to protect us and lead us.
What"ll you do? No laughing matter, young feller--I"m serious."
It was hard to believe that, for never did hunter wear a more jovial expression. To be precise, that exhilarating flight from before the enemy, the discovery of their camp equipment undamaged, and then the gaining of this unique position had lifted the spirits of all three of the party wonderfully.
"It aer a regular nest, this aer," grinned Hank. "Wall? What do you make of it? Them critters is away over there talking things over, you kin guess. Havin" a bit of a pow-wow, as the sayin" is. They"ve seed us come away here, in course, for even now that the dusk are falling you kin follow the track we"ve left across the snow. It aer up to you, Joe, to fix a plan that"ll save the lives of your two comrades."
There was a twinkle in the little man"s eyes, and, looking at him, one would have said that he didn"t care the toss of a b.u.t.ton for the enemy, though, like a sensible and cautious man, he would neglect nothing which would give him an advantage over them.
"I"d raise this edge all round, first of all," said Joe, "and I"d make dummies to draw their bullets. We ourselves don"t want to be perched high up, unless during the night, for when it"s daytime one can see across the bare surface outside for a great distance; then I"d make openings close to the rock through which we could fire. It seems to me that by doing so we shall bother them, and make it difficult for them to pick us off as they advance."
"And how"d you raise the edge?" asked Hank, with interest. "Pile up snow? That takes time."
"I"d cut bricks of snow," was Joe"s answer; "then, when they were built into position, I"d break the ice, if that"s possible, and throw water on the outside face of the wall we"ve constructed. Talk about armour-plate on a ship! That"ll convert our fort into a regular dreadnought."
Hank turned on an expansive grin for our hero"s special edification, while even the austere Redskin smiled. "And these here snow bricks,"
said Hank, "you"d take "em from where?"
"Just outside the island. That would leave a kind of trench all round, and so give the enemy a greater height to climb, supposing they got to close quarters."
"Which aer likely enough, seeing as they"re so many, and kin scatter so as to make shooting extry difficult. Shucks, lad! Guess you"ve put the case nicely. To make good out here we"ve got to have protection more than rifles kin give us. We"ll build that wall; seems to me it aer the first thing that"s wanted."
Perhaps half an hour or more had pa.s.sed since they reached the spot where they were now awaiting the enemy, and during that time the busy Indian had constructed a comfortable lean-to, while, as has been narrated, Joe had built a fire and boiled the kettle. There being no sign yet of the half-breeds, the whole party sat down about the fire to discuss Joe"s suggestions, while that young fellow himself delved in one of the bags they always carried with them, brought to light a chunk of frozen meat which, in that condition, would have required a good-sized axe to cut, and placed it over the flames. Ten minutes later, when the frost was driven from it, he cut a number of slices, thrust his cleaning rod through them, and poised the rod upon a couple of forked sticks above the fire. As for the remainder of the piece of flesh, it was quickly frozen solid; for by this time the moon was up and the cold was intense.
"It aer nice to have a fire, and a hollow to sit in," admitted Hank, who, as a rule, seemed to be absolutely unaffected by extremes of temperature. Joe had, in fact, seen the little man cool and collected, and not inconvenienced in the slightest, even when working on the hottest day, with a swarm of mosquitoes about him; while the icy breath of this winter had pa.s.sed unnoticed. "We aer in fer a cold time," said the little hunter, staring into the embers, "and seems to me that that "ere wall aer wanted fer another reason besides fer keeping them skunks out. It"ll make us as warm inside here as ef we was tucked in our blankets on the cosiest feather bed you ever thought of."
"While these men outside will freeze," added Joe.
"Not they!" came the instant answer. "Them critters is used to life up here. Wouldn"t wonder ef they was "way up by James Bay most winter times, and there the cold aer wuss perhaps. They"ve enlarged our shelter already, and likely as not they"ve built a fire right inside.
As soon as they"ve had a meal they"ll turn right in, and the dogs along with "em. That"ll send up the warmth and keep an Arctic cold out. But it"s ten chances to one as they"ll try to rush us before the morning.