I looked in the direction indicated. The skins of several species of animals, among which I recognised those of the painter, "possum, and "c.o.o.n, along with a haunch or two of recently-killed venison, met my glance.
"Oh! you traffic in these?"
"Jess so, stranger. Sells the skins to the storekeeper an" the deer meat to anybody as"ll buy it."
"But I have never seen you in the town."
"I never goes thar. I don"t like them stinkin" storekeepers. They allers cheats me."
"Who, then, does the marketing for you?"
"The ole "oman thar. She kin manage them counter-jumpers better"n I kin. Can"t you, ole gurl?"
"Well, that I guess I can," replied the partner of Old Zeb"s bosom, with an emphasis that left no doubt upon my mind that she believed herself to be speaking the truth.
I now recollected having more than once seen Mrs Stump in the streets of Grand Gulf, on her marketing errands, and having dined at an hotel upon a haunch of buck of her especial providing. Still more, I remembered purchasing from her a brace of white-headed eagles (_falco-leucocephalus_), which this good lady had brought in from the forest, and which I had forwarded to the Zoological Society of London.
Old Zeb"s shooting was something that to me at the time appeared marvellous. He could "bark" a squirrel among the tops of the tallest tree; or could equally kill it by sending his bullet through its eye.
He used to boast, in a quiet way, that he never "spoilt a skin, though it war only that o" a contemptible squ"ll."
But what interested me more than all was his tales of adventure, of most of which he was himself the hero. Many of these were well worthy of being recorded.
One I deemed of especial interest, partly from its own essential oddness, partly from the quaint queerness of the language in which it was related to me, and not a little from the fact of its hingeing on a phenomenon, to which more than once I had myself been witness. I allude to the caving in, or breaking down of the banks of the Mississippi river, caused by the undermining influence of the current; when large slips of land, often whole acres, thickly studded with gigantic trees, glide into the water, to be swished away with a violence equalling the vortex of Charybdis.
It was in connection with one of these land-slips that Old Zeb had met with the adventure in question, which came very near depriving him of his life, as it did of his liberty for a period of several days"
duration.
Perhaps the narration had best be given in his own piquant _patois_; and I shall so set it forth, as nearly as I can transcribe it from the tablets of my memory.
I was indebted for the tale to a chance circ.u.mstance: for it was a rare thing in Old Zeb to volunteer a story, unless something turned up to suggest it.
We had killed a fine buck, which had run several hundred lengths of himself with the lead in his carca.s.s, and had fallen within a few feet of the bank of the river.
While stopping to "gralloch the deer," Old Zeb looked around with a pointed expression, as he did so, exclaiming:
"Darn me! ef this ain"t the place whar I war trapped in a tree!
Dog-gone ef taint! Thar"s the very saplin" itself."
I looked at the "saplin"" to which my companion was pointing. It was a swamp cypress, of some thirty feet in girth, by at least a hundred and fifty in height.
"Trapped in a tree?" I echoed, with emphatic interest, perceiving that Old Zeb was upon the edge of some odd adventure.
Desirous of tempting him to the relation of it, I continued, "Trapped in a tree? How could that be, Mr Stump, an old forester like you?"
"It did be, howsomedever," was the quaint reply of my companion, "an"
not so very long agone neyther; only about three yeer. Ef ye"ll sit down a bit, an" we may as well, since the sun"s putty consid"able h.e.l.lish hot jest now, I"ll tell ye all about it. An" I kin tell ye, for I hain"t forgotten neery sarc.u.mstance o" the hul thing. No, that I hain"t, an" I"ll lay odds, young feller, that ef you ever be as badly skeeart as I war then, you"ll carry the recollexshun o" that skeear till ye gets chucked into yur coffin--ay, that ye will!"
Old Zeb here paused; but whether to reflect on what he was going to say next, or to give time for his last words to produce their due impression, I could not determine. I refrained from making rejoinder, knowing that I had now got him fairly over the edge of the adventure, and was safe enough to "have it out."
"Wal, k.u.mrade, I war out arter deer, jest as you an" me are the day; only it had got to be lateish--nigh sundown i"deed--and I hadn"t emptied my rifle the hul day. Fact is, I hadn"t sot eye on a thing wuth a charge o" powder an" lead. I war afut; an", as you know yerself, it are a good six mile from this to my shanty. I didn"t like goin" home empy handed, "specially as I knowed we war empy-housed at the time, an" the ole "ooman wanted somethin" to get us a pound or two o" coffee an" sugar fixins. So I thort I shed stay all night i" the wuds, trustin" to gettin" a shot at a stray buck or a turkey-gobbler i" the urly daylight.
I war jest in the spot whar we air now; only it looked quite different then. The under scrub"s been all burnt down, as you may see. Then the hul place about hyar war kivered wi" the tallest o" cane, an" so thick, a c.o.o.n ked scace a worm"d his way through it.
"Wal, stranger, "ithout makin" more ado, I tuk up my quarters for the night under that ere big cyprus. The groun" war dampish, for thar had been a spell o" rain; so I tuk out my bowie, an" cut me enuf o" the green cane to make me a sort o" a shake-down.
"It war comfitable enuf; an" in the twinklin" o" a buck"s tail I war sound asleep.
"I slep like a "possum till the day war beginnin" to break; an" then I awoke, or rayther, war awoke by the damdest noise as ever rousted a fellar out o" his slumber. I heerd a skreekin", an" screamin", an"
screevin", as ef all the saws in Ma.s.sissippi war bein" sharped "ithin twenty yards o" my ear.
"It all kim from overhead, from out the tops o" the cyprus.
"I warn"t puzzled a bit by them thar sounds. I knowed it war the calling o" the baldy eagles: for it warn"t the fust time I had listened to them thar.
""Thar"s a neest," sez I to myself; "an" young uns too. Thet"s why the birds is makin" such a dod-rotted rumpus."
"Not that I cared much about a eagle"s neest, nor the birds themselves neyther. But jess then I remembers some thin" my ole "ooman hed tolt me. She hed heerd thet there war a rich Britisher staying at the hotel in Grand Gulf, who were offerin" no eend o" money to whomsoever ud git him a brace o" young baldy eagles."
"You were rightly informed: it was I who made the offer."
"Dog-gone it, wur it you? Ef I"d know"d--but niver mind; I kudn"t a done diff"rent from what I did. Wal, strenger, in coorse I clomb the tree. It warn"t so easy as you may s"pose. Thar war forty feet o" the stem "ithout a branch, an" so smooth that a catamount kedn"t a scaled it. I thort at first that the cyprus warn"t climeable nohow; but jess then I seed a big fox-grape-vine, that arter sprawlin" up another tree clost by, left this un, an" then sloped off to the one whar the baldies hed thar neest. This war the very thing I wanted--a sort o" Jaykup"s ladder--an" "ithout wastin" a minute o" time, I speeled up the grape-vine.
"It warn"t no joke neyther. The darned thing wobbled about till I wur well nigh pitched back to the groun": an" there war a time when I thort seriously o" slippin" down agin.
"But then kim the thort o" the ole woman an" the empty house at hum, along wi" what she"d sayed about the Britisher an" his big purse; and bein" freshly narved by these recolleckshuns, I swarmed up the vine like a squ"ll.
"Once upon the Cyprus thar warn"t no diffeequilty in reachin" the neest.
There war plenty o" footin" among the top branches whar the birds had made thar eyeray.
"For all that it warn"t so easy to get into the neest. There kedn"t a been less than a waggon-load o" sticks in that thar construckshun, to say nothin" o" Spanish moss, an" the baldies" own dreppins, an" all sorts o" bones belonging to both fish an" four-footed anymals. It tuk me nigh an hour to make a hole so that I ked get my head above the edge, and see what the neest contained.
"As I expected, thar war young "uns in it, two o" them about half-feathered. All this time the ole birds had been abroad--as I supposed, lookin" up a breakfast for thar chicks.
""How darned disappointed they"ll be!" sez I to myself, "when they gits back an" find that thar young "uns have fled the neest--"ithout feathers!"
"I war too sure o" my game and too kewrious about the young baldies, watchin" them as they cowered close together, hissin" and threetenin"
me, to take notice o" anythin" besides.
"But I war rousted out o" my rev"rie by feelin" the hat suddintly jirked up off o" my head, at the same time gettin" a scratch across the cheek, that sent the blood spurtin" all over my face. It wur the talons o" the she eagle as did it; while the ole c.o.c.k, clost to her tail, kept skreekin" an" screamin" an" makin" a confusion o" noises, as if he had jess come custrut from the towers o" Babylon.
"I had grupped one o" the young baldies afore the old "uns kim up. I needn"t tell ye I war only too glad to let the durned thing go agen, an"
duck my head under the edge o" the neest; whar I kep it, till the critters had got a sort o" tired threetenin" me, and guv up the attack.
"I needn"t tell ye, neyther, thet I, too, hed gin up all thort o" takin"
the young eagles. Arter the wound I"d received I war contented to leave "em alone; an" not all the gold in the Britisher"s purse ked then have bought that brace o" birds.
"I only waited to rekiver my composure; an" then I commenced makin" back tracks down the tree.
"I hed got "bout halfway atween the baldies" neest an" the place whar the fox-grape tuk holt o" the cyprus, when I war stopped short by somethin" I heerd--a sound far more terrific than the screech o" the eagles.