Dechamp laughed.
"Well," he said, "I know Okematan won"t object to turn back, and show us the way to the place where he met the reptiles."
"Okematan was on his way to seek for help," said the Indian quietly.
Every one being agreed on this point, the whole band re-embarked, and proceeded on their way up the river. They advanced rapidly, for although the stream was against them it was so sluggish as to be scarcely appreciable, and by keeping near to the banks they were not delayed by it at all.
Towards the afternoon the place where the struggle had taken place was reached, but no Saulteaux were to be seen. They had taken their departure, and, from the fact that several small things belonging to them had been left behind, it seemed not unlikely that they had obtained information of the expedition sent out against them, and had departed in haste.
"It iss of no use," said Fergus, when this became evident, "for us to keep up a stern-chase after them. They have got too much of a start, so it seems to me, boys, we could not do better than follow up the tracks of Daniel Davidson an" make sure that he has got clear away from them."
To this proposal there was much objection at first, for it involved some of the party quitting the canoes and journeying no one could tell how far through the woods on foot.
"Besides," said one, "Dan is quite able to take care of himself, and if he got off in the dark, as you tell us he did, there"s not a man in the Saulteaux nation could come up with him either in dark or light."
"That may be all fery true, my frund," returned Fergus, "nevertheless I"m goin" to follow up his track, for it is sure that he took no proveesions wi" him, an" it was too dark for me to see if he escaped wi"
his gun. Dan is a strong man, but the strongest man will be findin"
himself in diffeeculties without grub. It iss followin" up his trail I will be doin", wi" some proveesions on my back, if wan or two o" you will go wuth me."
"I will go," said Archie Sinclair, promptly, "if some o" you will promise to take care o" Little Bill."
A laugh greeted this offer, and half-a-dozen of the men at once agreed to take good care of the invalid.
"Moreover," said Dechamp, "whoever goes need not go further than the Pine Portage. The party on foot will have found out, before the canoes reach that, whether Dan has got clear off, and they can rejoin the canoes at the Portage. So, Fergus, I"ll join your party too. Who else will go?"
Okematan and Jacques Boura.s.sin here stepped forward, but none of the others seemed disposed to undertake the tramp.
"There iss enough of us--whatever," remarked the Highlander as he and the others put some provisions into their wallets and shouldered their guns. "You will be our leader, Antoine Dechamp. It iss yourself that knows the outs an" ins o" the land better than any of us--except Okematan, may be--but I dar" say he"s not as weel acquaint wi" the Red River woods as wi" the plains."
The chief bowed a dignified a.s.sent to this proposition, which, however, he hardly understood.
Dechamp, being accustomed to lead, accepted the position at once, stepped off on the trail of Dan, which had been made distinctly visible when he went crashing through the underwood the day before. Fergus followed, and Boura.s.sin came third.
"Now, then," said Archie, looking into the chief"s face, "come along, Oke. You and I will form the rearguard, which is the position of danger and honour in warfare o" this sort--at least if it isn"t, it ought to be. Take care o" yourself, Little Bill. We"ll soon find Dan.
Good-bye."
So saying, the rearguard of the column vanished into the forest, and the others, returning to their canoes, began to descend the river.
Archie was nearer the mark than he imagined when he said they would soon find Dan. The distance which it had taken our hero so long to traverse in the dark was comparatively short, and the light was only beginning to fade when they came to the edge of the wood where Dan had spent the night.
Dechamp, of course, was first to come upon his encampment, and the instant he entered it he observed the open s.p.a.ce giving a view of the plain beyond. He also saw the wolf sitting on his haunches about two hundred yards off.
Quick as the lightning flash his gun flew to his shoulder. Dechamp was a first-rate shot. He fired, and, as we have seen, the wolf stretched himself in death upon the plain.
Thus was Dan Davidson rescued at almost the eleventh hour.
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
HOME-COMING AND BARGAINING.
The return of the hunting party to Red River Settlement was an ill.u.s.tration of the uncertainty of all human affairs. They went forth rejoicing in all the strength of youth and manhood; they returned in sorrow, with one at least of the strong men reduced to the last stage of weakness.
We would not be understood to refer to this in a pessimistic spirit. On the contrary, the optimistic view suggests the very same idea of uncertainty, though in a pleasant aspect; for does not many a day that dawns in cloud and rain progress to brilliant sunshine? while equally true it is that many a life which begins in sorrow culminates in joy.
Okematan, who was intensely philosophical and inquisitive, had been carrying on a semi-speculative conversation with Billie on this very subject while descending the Red River towards Prairie Cottage--much to the perplexity of the invalid, who scarce knew how to answer the chief"s queries, and greatly to the interest of Archie, who wondered at Little Bill"s powers of reply.
"By the way," said Archie, "when you two have settled that knotty point, will you tell me who is to take the news of Dan"s accident to Mrs Davidson? We"ll have to carry him up to the house, you know, on a blanket "tween two poles, an" she"ll be sure to think that he"s dead, or has been killed, an" that"ll half-kill _her_, it"ll give her such a fright. Somebody will have to go on ahead and tell her."
"I will, if you like," said Billie; "if you"ll only carry me up to the garden gate and set me down, I can easily walk up the path."
This proposal had just been agreed to when the whole flotilla of canoes paddled up alongside of the bank close under Prairie Cottage.
It was evening at the time. The Davidson family was at supper, and as the canoes had approached very quietly, with Dan in the leading one, no person stood on the bank to welcome them.
"It"s as well they don"t know," said Archie, jumping on sh.o.r.e. "Now, Little Bill, come along, and I"ll carry you to the gate while they"re arranging matters for Dan."
Seated at the foot of the family table was Peter Davidson. He could see the garden path through the window.
"Hallo! mother," he exclaimed, dropping his knife and fork, "there is Little Bill or his ghost coming up the track."
"Impossible, Peter," said the good lady, with, however, a look of anxiety which showed she believed that, or something else, to be quite possible.
"Look for yourself, mother," cried Peter, springing up and running out.
"It _is_ Billie," said Jessie, reflecting her mother"s anxiety; "what can have brought them back so soon?"
Peter re-entered at the moment with Little Bill in his arms. He set the boy down and again ran out.
Taking the widow"s trembling hand in both of his, Billie addressed her as "mother," like the rest of the family.
"Dan has been hurt," he said, in his soft way, "and he"s come home to get well. They will bring him up directly."
"Is he too ill to walk?" asked the widow.
"No, not too ill--but too weak," answered the matter-of-fact Billie.
"Indeed he is not ill at all, but he has lost a _heap_ of blood, for they shot him."
Jessie waited to hear no more, but immediately followed Peter, and the small servant Louise followed suit; leaving the widow in a half-fainting condition with the boy. But she did not remain long thus, for just then old Duncan McKay entered by the back-door.
"It will be bad news you"ve been hearin", Mrs Davidson," he said, in some surprise, pouring out a gla.s.s of water as he spoke, and considerately handing it to the widow.
"Yes--O yes! I"ve just heard that Dan has been shot."
"Bless my soul!" exclaimed the horrified old man, almost falling into a chair. "Iss--iss he tead?"
"No, thank G.o.d--only weak from loss of blood. He"ll be here directly."