"Tell them, Meetuck," said the captain, "that I know they have stolen two pieces of hoop-iron and a tin kettle, and ask them why they were so ungrateful as to do it."
The Esquimaux, who were becoming rather alarmed at the stern looks of those around them, protested earnestly that they knew nothing about it, and that they had not taken the things referred to.
"Say that I do not believe them," answered the captain sternly. "It is an exceedingly wicked thing to steal and to tell lies. White men think those who are guilty of such conduct to be very bad."
"Ah, ye villain!" cried Saunders, seizing one of the Esquimaux named Oosuck by the shoulder, and drawing forth an iron spoon which he observed projecting from the end of his boot.
An exclamation of surprise and displeasure burst from the officers, but the Esquimaux gave vent to a loud laugh. They evidently thought stealing to be no sin, and were not the least ashamed of being detected. Awatok, however, was an exception. He looked grave and annoyed, but whether this was at being found out, or at the ingrat.i.tude of his people, they could not decide.
"Tell them," said the captain, "that I am much displeased. If they promise to return the stolen goods immediately, I will pa.s.s over their offence this time, and we will trade together, and live like brothers, and do each other good; but if not, and if any more articles are taken, I will punish them."
Having had this translated to them, the chiefs were dismissed, but the expression of indifference on some of their faces proved that no impression had been made upon them.
In a quarter of an hour the articles that had been mentioned as missing were returned; and in order to restore harmony, several plugs of tobacco and a few additional trinkets were returned by the messenger. Soon after, the dogs were harnessed, the sledges packed, and, with many protestations of good-will on both sides, the parties separated. A few cracks of their long whips, a few answering howls from the dogs, and the Esquimaux were off and out of sight, leaving the _Dolphin_ in her former solitude under the shadow of the frowning cliffs.
"Fetch me the telescope, Mivins," said the captain, calling down the hatchway.
"Ay, ay, sir," answered the steward.
"Where"s my hatchet?" cried Peter Grim, striding about the deck and looking into every corner in search of his missing implement. "It"s my best one, and I can"t get on without it, nohow."
The captain bit his lip, for he knew full well the cause of its absence.
"Please, sir," said the steward, coming on deck with a very perturbed expression of countenance, "the--the--a--"
"Speak out, man! what"s the matter with you?"
"The gla.s.s ain"t nowhere to be seen, sir."
"Turn up all hands!" shouted the captain, jumping down the hatchway.
"Arm the men, Mr. Bolton, and order the largest sledge to be got ready instantly. This will never do. Harness the whole team."
Instantly the _Dolphin"s_ deck was a scene of bustling activity. Muskets were loaded, jumpers and mittens put on, dogs caught and harnessed, and every preparation made for a sudden chase.
"There, that will do," cried the Captain, hurrying on deck with a brace of pistols and a cutla.s.s in his belt, "six men are enough; let twelve of the remainder follow on foot. Jump on the sledge, Grim and Buzzby; O"Riley, you go too. Have a Care, Fred; not too near the front. Now, Meetuck--"
One crack of the long whip terminated the sentence as if with a full stop, and in another moment the sledge was bounding over the snow like a feather at the tails of twelve dogs.
It was a long chase, for it was a "stern" one, but the Esquimaux never dreamed of-pursuit, and as their dogs were not too well fed they had progressed rather slowly. In less than two hours they were distinguished on the horizon far off to the southward, winding their way among the hummocks.
"Now, Meetuck," said the captain, "drive like the wind, and lay me alongside of Awatok"s sledge;--and be ready, men, to act."
"Ay, ay, sir," Was the prompt reply, as the heavy whip fell on the flanks of the leaders.
A few minutes brought them up with Awatok"s sledge, and Captain Guy, leaping upon it with a clasp-knife in his hand, cut the traces in a twinkling, set the dogs free, and turning round, seized the Esquimau by the collar. The big chief at first showed a disposition to resent this unceremonious treatment, but before he could move Grim seized his elbows in his iron grasp, and tied them adroitly together behind his back with a cord. At the same time poor Aninga and her baby were swiftly transferred to the sailors" sledge.
Seeing this, the whole band of natives turned back and rushed in a body to the rescue, flourishing their lances and yelling fiercely.
"Form line!" shouted the captain, handing Awatok and Aninga over to the care of O"Riley. "Three of you on the right fire over their heads, and let the rest reserve their fire. I will kill one of their dogs, for it won"t do to let them fancy that nothing but noise comes out of our muskets. Ready--present!"
A rattling volley followed, and at the same moment one of the dogs fell with a death-yell on the ice, and dyed it with its blood.
"Forward!" shouted the captain.
The men advanced in a body at a smart run; but the terrified Esquimaux, who had never heard the report of fire-arms before, did not wait for them. They turned and fled precipitately, but not before Grim captured Oosuck, and dragged him forcibly to the rear, where he was pinioned and placed on the sledge with the others.
"Now, then, lads, that will do; get upon the sledge again. Away with you, Meetuck.--Look after Awatok, Grim; O"Riley will see that Aninga does not jump off."
"That he will, darlint," said the Irishman, patting the woman on the back.
"And I shall look after the baby," said Fred, chucking that series of dumplings under the chin--an act of familiarity that seemed to afford it immense satisfaction, for, notwithstanding the melancholy position of its father and mother as prisoners, it smiled on Fred benignly.
In five minutes the party were far on their way back to the ship, and in less than five hours after the Esquimaux had closed their barter and left for their village, four of their number, including the baby, were close prisoners in the _Dolphin"s_ hold. It was not Captain Guy"s intention, however, to use unnecessarily harsh means for the recovery of the missing articles. His object was to impress the Esquimaux with a salutary sense of the power, prompt.i.tude, and courage of Europeans, and to check at the outset their propensity for thieving. Having succeeded in making two of their chief men prisoners, he felt a.s.sured that the lost telescope and hatchet would soon make their appearance; and in this he was not mistaken. Going to the hold where the prisoners sat with downcast looks, he addressed to them a lengthened speech as to the sin and meanness of stealing in general, and of stealing from those who had been kind to them in particular. He explained to them the utter hopelessness of their attempting to deceive or impose upon the white men in any way whatever, and a.s.sured them that if they tried that sort of thing again he would punish them severely; but that if they behaved well, and brought plenty of walrus-flesh to the ship, he would give them hoop-iron, beads, looking-gla.s.ses, etc. These remarks seemed to make a considerable impression on his uncouth hearers.
"And now," said the captain in conclusion, "I shall keep Awatok and his wife and child prisoners here, until my telescope and hatchet are returned [Awatok"s visage fell, and his wife looked stolid], and I shall send Oosuck to his tribe [Oosuck"s face lit up amazingly] to tell them what I have said."
In accordance with this resolve Oosuck was set free, and, making use of his opportunity, with prompt alacrity he sped away on foot over the ice to the southward, and was quickly lost to view.
CHAPTER XVI.
_The Arctic Theatre enlarged upon--Great success of the first play--The Esquimaux submit, and become fast friends._
The 1st of December was a great day on board the _Dolphin_, for on that day it was announced to the crew that "The Arctic Theatre" would be opened, under the able management of Mr. F. Ellice, with the play of "Blunderbore; or, the Arctic Giant." The bill, of which two copies were issued gratis to the crew, announced that the celebrated Peter Grim, Esq., who had so long trodden the boards of the _Dolphin,_ with unparalleled success, had kindly consented to appear in the character of _Blunderbore_ for one winter only. The other parts were as follows:--_Whackinta,_ a beautiful Esquimau widow, who had been captured by two Polar bears, both of which were deeply in love with her, by Frederick Ellice, Esq. _First Bear,_ a big one, by Terrence O"Riley, Esq. _Second Bear_, a little one, by David Summers, Esq. _Ben Bolt_, a brave British seaman, who had been wrecked in Blunderbore"s desolate dominions, all the crew having perished except himself, by John Buzzby, Esq. These const.i.tuted the various characters of the piece, the name of which had been kept a profound secret from the crew until the morning of the day on which it was acted.
Fred"s duties, as manager and author, upon this occasion were by no means light, for his troop, being unaccustomed to study, found the utmost difficulty in committing the simplest sentences to memory.
O"Riley turned out to be the sharpest among them, but having agreed to impersonate the First Bear, and having to act his part in dumb show--bears not being supposed capable of speech--his powers of memory had not to be exerted. Grim was also pretty good; but Davie Summers could not be got to remember even the general arrangements of the piece; and as for Buzzby, he no sooner mastered a line than he forgot the one before it, and almost gave it up in despair. But by dint of much study and many rehearsals in secret, under the superintendence of Fred, and Tom Singleton, who undertook to a.s.sist, they succeeded at last in going through it with only a few mistakes.
On the morning of the 1st December, while the most of the crew were away at Red-Snow Valley cutting moss, Fred collected his _corps dramatique_ for a last rehearsal in the forecastle, where they were secure from interruption, the place being so cold that no one would willingly go into it except under the force of necessity. A dim lantern lit up the apartment faintly.
"We must do it without a mistake this time," said Fred Ellice, opening his book, and calling upon Grim to begin.
""Tis cold," began Grim.
"Stop, you"re wrong."
"Oh! so I am," cried Grim, slapping his thigh, "I"ll begin again."
It may be remarked here, that although Blunderbore was supposed to be an Esquimau monarch, he was compelled to speak English, being unfortunately ignorant--if we may so speak--of his native tongue!
"Oh! "tis a dismal thing," began Grim again, "to dwell in solitude and cold! "Tis very cold [Grim shuddered here tremendously], and--and--(what"s next?)"
"Hunger," said Fred.
"Hunger gnaws my vitals. My name is Blunderbore. "Twere better had I been born a Blunder_buss_, "cause then I"d have _gone off_ and dwelt in climes more shootable to my tender const.i.toosion. Ha! is that a bear I sees before me?"