"Snakes! and as big as your wrist too! I saw "em!" he called out, forgetting to talk in his usual broken English way, because of his excitement.
They had some difficulty in convincing him that it was only a branch that had caressed his ankle, and not a venomous serpent; for Noodles confessed that if he dreaded anything on the face of the earth it was just snakes, any kind of crawling varmints, from the common everyday garter species to the big boa constrictor to be seen in the menagerie that came with the annual circus visiting Beverly.
Again and again was Paul making good use of his handy little camp hatchet, and Seth took note of the manner in which the blazed trail was thus fashioned. It may be all very fine to do things in theory, but there is nothing like a little practical demonstration. And in all likelihood not one of these seven boys but would be fully able to make just such a plain trail, should the necessity ever arise. When one has _seen_ a thing done he can easily remember the manner of doing it; but it is so easy to get directions confused, and make blunders.
Paul was not hurrying now.
A mistake would be apt to cost them dear, and he believed that an ounce of prevention is always better than a pound of cure. If they could avoid going wrong, it did not matter a great deal that they made slow progress. "Be sure you"re right and then go ahead" was the motto of the famous frontiersman, Davy Crockett, and Paul had long ago taken it as his pattern too.
Besides, it paid, for any one could see that they were steadily getting in deeper and deeper. The swamp was becoming much wilder now; and it was not hard to realize that a man getting lost here, and losing his head, might, after his bearings were gone, go wandering at haphazard for days, possibly crossing his own trail more than a few times.
It seemed a lonesome place. Animals they saw none. Perhaps there might be deer in the outer portions, but they never came in here. Although the scouts saw no evidences that wild-cats lived in the swamp, they could easily picture some such fierce animal crouching in this clump of matted trees or back of that heavy bush, watching their pa.s.sage with fiery eyes.
The scouts found their long staves of considerable use from time to time. Had Noodles for instance been more adept in the use of the one he carried he might have been saved from a whole lot of trouble. Perhaps this might prove to be a valuable lesson to the boy. He could not help but see how smartly the others kept themselves from slipping off the narrow ridge of ground by planting their staves against some convenient stump, or the b.u.t.t of a tree, anywhere but in the oozy mud.
"Wait up for me!" Noodles would call out every little while, when he fell behind, for he seemed to have a horror lest he might slip into that horrible bed of mud, and be sucked down before his chums could reach him. "It iss nodt fair to leave me so far behindt der rest. How wouldt you feel if you rescued der argonaut, and lose your chump; dell me dot?
Give eferypody a chance, and--mine gootness, I mighty near proke my pack dot time," for he had come down with a tremendous thump, when his feet slipped out from under him.
But as a rule boys are not apt to give a clumsy comrade much sympathy, and hence only rude laughter greeted this fresh mishap on the part of Noodles.
"Nature looked out for you when she saw what an awkward chap you were going to be, Noodles," called back Fritz. "You"re safely padded all right, and don"t need to feel worried when you sit down, sudden-like. If it was me, now, there might be some talking, because I"m built more on the jack-knife plan."
"Oh! what is that?" cried Eben, as a strange, blood-curdling sound came from a point ahead of them; just as though some unlucky fellow was being sucked down in the embrace of that slimy mud, and was giving his last shriek for help.
As the other scouts had of course heard the same thing, all of the detachment came to a sudden halt, and looking rather apprehensively at one another, they waited to learn if the weird gurgling sound would be repeated, but all was deathly still.
CHAPTER XII
WHERE NO FOOT HAS EVER TROD
"Now whatever do you suppose made that racket?" demanded Seth.
"Sounded just like a feller getting drowned, and with his mouth half full of water. But I don"t believe it could have been a human being, do you, Paul?" and Eben turned to the one in command of the troop.
"No, I don"t," returned the scoutmaster, promptly. "More than likely it was some sort of a bird."
"A bird make a screechy sound like that?" echoed the doubting Eben.
"Some sort of heron or crane. They make queer noises when they fight, or carry on in a sort of dance. I"ve read lots of things about cranes that are hard to believe, yet the naturalists stand for the truth of the accounts."
Paul started off again, as though not dismayed in the slightest by the strange squawk, half human in its way. And his example spurred the others on to follow in his wake, so that once more they were making steady progress.
"I wouldn"t care so much," grumbled Fritz, as he trailed along, "if only I had a gun along. But it"s tough luck to be smooching through a place like this, where a sly old cat may be watching you from the branch overhead, and your trusty Marlin hanging on the nails at home."
"They say you always see plenty of game when you haven"t got a gun; and so I guess we"ll run across all sorts of things, from bobcats to alligators!" Paul went on to remark, whimsically, but there was one scout who chose to take his words seriously, and this was Noodles.
"What"s that about alligators?" he called out from his place at the rear of the little procession. "Blease don"t dell me now as we shall some reptiles meet up mit pefore we finish dis exblorations. If dere iss one thing I don"t like, worser as snakes, dose pe alligators. I would go across der street to avoid dem. You moost some fun pe making when you say dot, Paul?"
"Sure I am, Noodles," replied the scoutmaster quickly, "because there are no alligators or crocodiles native to the state of Indiana. I believe they have a few lobsters over in Indianapolis, but they don"t count. But the chances are we will run across some queer things before we get out of this place."
"What gets me," remarked Jotham, "is the way the thing came on us. Why, we"d just about said that we"d like to explore the old swamp, from curiosity if nothing else, when that balloon hove in sight, and settled down where we"d have to push right into the center of the place to find the man who was hanging to the wreck."
"Well, we had our wish answered on the spot, didn"t we?" questioned the patrol leader, "and it came in such a way that we couldn"t well back out. So here we are, up to our necks in business."
"I only hopes as how we won"t pe up to our necks in somedings else pefore long," came a whine from the rear, that made more than one fellow chuckle.
A number of times Paul stopped, for one reason or another. Now it was some little imprint of animal feet that had attracted his attention in the harder mud at the side of the narrow ridge he was following; then again he wanted to listen, and renew his observations.
Seth was watching him closely. Somehow he was reminded of that grizzled old carpenter whom he had observed, when the addition was being put to their house, and who, after measuring a board three blessed times, and picking up his saw, made ready to cut it in twain, when, possessed of an idea that he must not make a miscalculation, laid down his saw, and went to work to measure it for the fourth time!
Paul was not quite so bad as all that, but he did like to make sure he was right before taking a step that could not be recovered, once it was gone.
"There"s one thing sure," Seth could not help remarking, after he had watched Paul for some time, and noted how confident the other seemed with every forward step that was taken.
"What might that be, Seth?" demanded Babe Adams, when the other paused.
"If that feller I talked with, the one that hunts muskrats around here in the season, had been just half as smart as Paul, he never would a lost hisself in the swamps, and come near starving to death."
"So say we all of us!" added Jotham.
"That"s as neat a compliment as I ever had paid me, boys; though I hardly think I deserve it, yet. Wait and see if we get lost, or not. The proof of the pudding"s in the eating of it, you know. Talk is cheap and b.u.t.ters no parsnips, they say. I like to _do_ things. But honestly speaking, I believe we"re getting through this place pretty smartly."
"But she keeps agettin" darker right along, Paul?" complained Noodles, taking advantage of a brief halt to pick up a stick and start to wiping the dark ooze from the bottom of his trousers.
"That only means we"re pushing steadily in toward the center; and I"m beginning to lose my fear about getting there. Perhaps, after all, it may be an easy thing to put our feet where those of no other white man has ever trod."
Paul spoke with an a.s.surance that carried the rest along with him. That had ever been one of his strongest points at school in the leadership of the cla.s.s athletic and outdoor sports team.
It was getting more and more difficult for several of the scouts to follow their leader. The narrow ledge had been bad enough, but when it came to pa.s.sing along slippery logs, with the water all around, and a bath sure to follow the slightest mishap, Eben"s nerve gave way.
"If it"s going to keep up like this, Paul, you"ll have to drop me out, because I just can"t do it, and that"s a fact!" he wailed, as he clung with both hands and knees to an unusually slippery place, having lost his stick in making a miscalculation when trying to brace himself.
One of the other fellows recovered the staff, and then Eben was a.s.sisted across. Paul had been expecting something like this, and was not very much surprised. He felt pretty sure there was another who would welcome an order to stay there on that little patch of firm ground, and wait for the return of the rest.
"Well, I was just thinking of leaving a rear guard, to protect our line of communications," he proceeded to say, gravely, but with a wink toward Seth and Fritz, "and as it will be necessary for two to fill the position, I appoint Seth and Noodles to the honorable post. You will take up your position here, and if anybody tries to pa.s.s you by without giving the proper countersign, arrest him on the spot."
"Which spot, Paul?" asked Noodles, solemnly.
"Well, it doesn"t matter, so long as you stay here and guard our line of retreat. And boys, keep your eyes on the watch for signals. Perhaps we may have to talk with you by smoke signs. So you can amuse yourselves by picking up some wood, and getting ready to start a smoky fire, only don"t put a match to it unless we call you."
"All right, Paul," returned Eben, taking it all in deadly earnest, although the other fellows were secretly chuckling among themselves.
"And then again, I"ve got my bully old bugle, in case I want to give you a call. Don"t worry about Noodles; I"ll be here to look after him."
"The blind leading the blind," muttered Seth as he turned his face away.