Here the first indication of a current was encountered, and the northern bank was followed closely that they might take advantage of counter eddies, and thus overcome the r.e.t.a.r.ding effect of the midstream current.
""Twill be noon when th" boat comes, an" we"ll stop now t" boil th"
kettle," Bob finally suggested. "Th" Traverspine River is handy by.
She comes into this river just above here a bit."
"Good!" exclaimed Shad. "I"m nearly famished, and I"ve been hoping for the last hour to hear you say that."
"Paddlin" do make for hunger," admitted Bob, as he stepped ash.o.r.e on a sandy beach near the mouth of a rushing brook. "I"m a bit hungry myself. I"ll be puttin" a fire on now, an" you brings up th" things from th" canoe."
In an incredibly short time the fire was lighted, and when Shad brought up a kettle of water from the river Bob had already cut a stiff pole about five feet in length. The b.u.t.t end of this he sharpened, and, jamming it into the ground, inclined it in such manner that the kettle, which he took from Shad and hung by its bail upon the other end of the pole, was suspended directly over the blaze.
Bob, who installed himself as cook, now sliced some fat pork to fry, while Shad gathered a quant.i.ty of large dry sticks which lay plentifully about and began piling them upon the fire.
"Oh, don"t make such a big fire, now!" exclaimed Bob, when he discovered what Shad was about. ""Twill be too hot t" cook by. A small bit o" fire"s enough;" and he proceeded to pull out of the blaze the large wood which Shad had placed upon it.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Two boys cooking over a campfire.]
"If there"s nothing else for me to do, I"ll see if there are any trout in that brook," said Shad.
Shad made his first cast in a promising pool a little way from the fire, and the moment the fly touched the water, "zip!" went the reel.
The result was a fine big trout. Within twenty minutes he had landed eighteen, and when presently the boat drew up a delicious odour of frying fish welcomed the three hungry men as they sprang ash.o.r.e and made the painter fast.
"Shad got un," explained Bob, in response to an exclamation of pleasure from Ed.
"You means Mr. Towbridge, Bob," corrected d.i.c.k, with dignity.
"No," broke in Shad, "Bob"s right. Shad is my front name and I want you fellows to call me Shad; leave the handle off."
"An" you wants, sir," agreed d.i.c.k. ""Tis a bit more friendly soundin"."
"Them trout makes me think," said Ed, as he cut some tobacco from a plug and filled his pipe after dinner, "of onct I were out huntin"
pa"tridges. I gets plenty o" pa"tridges, but I finds myself wonderful hungry for trout, when I comes to a pool in a brook where I stops t"
cook my dinner an" sees a big un jump.
""Now," says I, t" myself, "Ed," says I, "you got t" get un somehow,"
an" I goes through my pocket lookin" for tackle. All I finds is a piece o" salmon twine an" one fishhook. "I"ll try un, whatever," says I, an" I cuts a pole an" ties th" salmon twine t" un, an" th" hook t"
th" salmon twine, an," baitin" th" hook with a bit o" pa"tridge skin, throws in.
"Quicker"n a steel trap a trout takes un, but he"s a little un, an"
I"m so disgusted-like I don"t pull he right in. Then before I knows it a big trout takes an" swallows th" little un."
Ed paused to lend effect to the climax, while he lighted his pipe and began puffing vigorously.
"Well?" asked Shad. "Did you land him?"
"Not very prompt," continued Ed. "I was so fl.u.s.trated I just looks at un for a bit, skiddin" around in th" water. Then, while I lets un play, quicker"n I can say "boo" an old whopper up an" grabs th" big un an" swallows he. Then I yanks, an" I lands th" three of un.
"Th" outside un were two foot and a half long an" a fraction over. I measures he. Th" next one were nineteen an" three-quarters inches long, an" th" little un were ten inches long. Th" little un an" th"
next weren"t hurt much, an" not wantin" they I throws un back, an" th"
big un does me for dinner an" supper an" breakfast th" next mornin", an" then I throws a big hunk that were left over away, because I don"t want t" pack un any longer."
"Ed," said d.i.c.k solemnly, "you"ll be struck dead some day for lyin"
so."
"Who? Me lyin"?" asked Ed, with a.s.sumed indignation.
"Yes, you. You"m always yarnin", Ed. You never seen a trout moren"t two foot long, no more"n I have," declared d.i.c.k.
"Oh, well," sighed Ed, while the others laughed, "they"s no use tellin" you of happenin"s, d.i.c.k, you always were a doubtin" o" me."
The following day at noon the Muskrat Falls were reached, and here the real work and hardship of the journey began. Day after day the men were driven to toil with tracking lines up swift currents, more often than not immersed to their waists in the icy waters of the river, or for weary miles they staggered over portages with heavy loads upon their backs. To add to their difficulties a season of rain set in, and hardly a day pa.s.sed without its hours of drizzle or downpour. But they could not permit rain or weather to r.e.t.a.r.d their progress.
Always between sunrise and sunset they were tormented, too, by myriads of black flies and mosquitoes, the pests of the North. There was no protection against the attacks of the insects. The black flies were particularly vicious; not only was their bite poisonous, but a drop of blood appeared wherever one of them made a wound, and in consequence the faces, hands, and wrists of the toiling voyageurs were not alone constantly swollen, but were coated with a mixture of blood and sweat.
Shad, less toughened than his companions, suffered more than they. He was actually made ill for a day or two by the poison thus inoculated into his system, though with his characteristic determination, he still insisted, against the protests of the others, upon doing his full share of the work. d.i.c.k advised him, finally, to carry a fat pork rind in his pocket and to occasionally apply the greasy side of the rind to his face and hands. This he discovered offered some relief, though, as he remarked, grease, added to blood and sweat, gave him the appearance of a painted savage.
With the evening camp-fire, however, came a respite to the weary travellers, and recompense for all the hardship and toil of the day.
Here they would relax after supper, and with vast enjoyment smoke and chat or tell stories of wild adventure.
Shad contributed tales of college pranks, which never failed to bring forth uproarious laughter, while his vivid descriptions of battles on the gridiron or on the diamond, ill.u.s.trated with diagrams drawn with a stick upon the ground, and minutely explained, held his hearers in suspense until the final goal was kicked or the last inning played.
d.i.c.k and Ed described many stirring personal adventures, the latter embellishing his stories with so many fantastic flights of imagination that Shad would scarcely have known where fact ended and fiction began had d.i.c.k not made it a point to interject his warnings of the eternal vengeance that awaited Ed if he did not "have a care of his yamin"."
One morning during the third week after leaving Wolf Bight, a beautiful sheet of placid water opened before them in a far-reaching vista to the northwest. On either side of the narrow lake rose towering cliffs of granite, their dark faces lighted at intervals by brooklets tumbling in cascades from the heights above. A loon laughed weirdly in the distance, and from the hills above a wolf sounded a dismal howl. It was a scene of rugged, primeval grandeur, and Shad, taken completely by surprise, caught his breath.
""Tis Lake Wanakapow," explained Ed. "There"ll be no more trackin" or portagin". "Twill be straight sailin" an" paddlin" from this on. Th"
first tilt o" th" Big Hill trail"s handy, an" if th" wind holds fair we"ll reach un by th" end o" th" week, whatever."
For the first time since their departure the voyageurs were enabled to don dry clothing, with the a.s.surance that they could remain dry and comfortable throughout the day. The evenings were becoming frosty and exhilarating. The black flies and mosquitoes had ceased to annoy. Wild geese and ducks upon the waters, and flocks of ptarmigans along the sh.o.r.es, gave promise of an abundance and variety of food.
With the changed conditions, in marked contrast to the toil and hardships of the preceding weeks, Shad"s desire to remain throughout the winter grew. The lure of the wilderness had its power upon him.
The first tilt of the Big Hill trail was reached on Sat.u.r.day, as Ed had predicted. Here camp was pitched, the boat finally unloaded, and preparation made for d.i.c.k and Bill to begin their return voyage on Monday morning.
When supper was eaten and they were gathered about the evening camp-fire in blissful relaxation, silently watching the aurora borealis work its wild wonders in the sky, Shad suddenly asked:
"Are you certain, Bob, I"d not be a burden to you if I remained here all winter, You know, I"m a tenderfoot in the woods."
"Oh, no!" Bob a.s.sured enthusiastically. "You"d be no burden! An" when your feet gets tender you can bide in th" tilt an" rest un."
"I don"t mean that my feet are tender in that way," laughed Shad, "but I"m a novice in woodcraft and I"ve never done any trapping. You"d have to teach me a great deal about these things, and I don"t want to stay if I"ll hinder your work in the least."
"Oh, you"d never be hinderin" th" work! An" you"d be a wonderful lot o" company, whatever! I hopes you"ll stay, Shad!"
"Thank you, Bob. I"ll stay. It will put me back a whole year in college, but I"ll stay anyhow. My experience with you will be worth the sacrifice of a year in college, I"m sure."
"Now that be grand!" exclaimed Bob, his face beaming pleasure.
"An" Shad stays, Ed, he"ll give Bob a hand with th" tilts," suggested d.i.c.k. "Can"t you go back, now, with me an" Bill, t" help us up with our outfits? "Twill be a wonderful hard an" slow pull for just th" two of us."