"No," agreed Doctor Joe, "and there"s no reason to suppose that he crossed it to the other side."
"That"s what I thinks," said David. "He"s somewheres this side of the mesh. He"d never cross un. He"d be knowin" there"s no mesh between here and camp."
"He"d know "twere not the way to camp," declared Andy. "Jamie"d never be forgettin" that he crosses no mesh comin" from camp however turned about he is. He"d never be so turned about as that."
"We"ll search all the country, then, between this marsh and the brook," suggested Doctor Joe.
They could not know that Jamie, on the opposite side of the marsh, was at that moment in a snug shelter, and had been listening to their rifle shots, and supposing them to be the breaking of dead branches in the wind. Jamie was too small and too inexperienced to face and weather the storm on the marsh, una.s.sisted, but Doctor Joe or David or even Andy might have crossed it. How often it happens that an obstacle that might be surmounted turns us back at the very door of success!
Wearily they trailed back through the woods, and up and down until darkness finally forced them to return to camp unsuccessful and heavy hearted. The younger lads were almost too weary to drag their feet behind them. They had eaten nothing since their early breakfast, but Seth and Micah, anxiously watching and hoping, had a hot supper of fried venison and bread and tea ready, and as soon as they had finished their meal, Doctor Joe directed that they go to bed and rest.
Long before daybreak Doctor Joe was stirring. He lighted the fire, and when the kettle boiled roused David. Breakfast was ready when Andy awoke.
"Is you startin" so early?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. ""Tis wonderful early. We can"t see to travel till light with snow fallin"."
"Clear and fine outside!" said Doctor Joe, "I"m not satisfied that Jamie didn"t cross the marsh. It"s likely to be a long hard tramp and David and I are going alone this morning because we can travel faster.
If we don"t find Jamie by noon we"ll come back after you and the other lads. You"ll be fresh and rested then for the afternoon"s search. We can"t give it up till we find Jamie."
"I"d be keepin" up with you," protested Andy.
"If you go we"ll have to take some of the others," objected Doctor Joe. "The snow is deep and they"ll not be able to travel as fast as we shall. Let us go alone and if we need you we"ll come for you."
And so it was arranged.
Presently David and Doctor Joe set forth in the frosty starlit morning. They turned their steps toward the marsh, and were near its eastern border when David stopped and sniffed the air.
"I smell smoke!" he exclaimed eagerly.
"Are you sure?" asked Doctor Joe, also sniffing. "I don"t smell it."
"There"s a smell o" smoke!" insisted David. "The wind"s from the west"ard, and the smoke comes from over the mesh. There"s a fire somewheres over there."
"Your nose is keener than mine," said Doctor Joe hopefully. "Go ahead, Davy. We"ll see if you really smell smoke."
David led the way out upon the marsh, and they had gone but a short distance when Doctor Joe was quite sure that he, also, smelled smoke.
David hurried on with Doctor Joe at his heels.
"There"s somebody movin"!" exclaimed David presently. "See un? See un?
"Tis sure Jamie!"
Then he ran and Doctor Joe ran, and thus they came upon the frightened Jamie, standing uncertainly before his lean-to.
CHAPTER XX
"WOLVES!" YELLED ANDY
"Jamie! Jamie! We"ve been lookin" and lookin" for you!" shouted David, quite overcome with excitement and relief.
"I"m so glad "tis you!" exclaimed Jamie, tears springing to his eyes as he recognized Doctor Joe and David. "I was scared!"
"Safe and sound as ever you could be, and all of us thinking you were lost under a snow-drift!" Doctor Joe in vast good humour slapped Jamie on the shoulder. "You gritty little rascal! I"ll never worry about you again! Here you are as able to take care of yourself as any man on The Labrador! Come on now back to camp and we"ll hear all about your adventures when you"ve eaten. Are you hungry?"
"Wonderful hungry!" admitted Jamie.
"Aye, we"ll be makin" haste, for Andy and the lads are sore worried,"
said David.
In single file, Doctor Joe and David tramping the trail for Jamie, they set out for camp. An hour later they crossed the brook, and with the first glimpse of the tents heard a shout of joy, as Andy and the other lads discovered them and came running to meet them.
While Jamie satisfied an acc.u.mulated appet.i.te he answered no end of questions. Every one was vastly excited as he related the story of his experience.
""Tweren"t Lem Horn"s silver they has after all," Jamie declared.
"There were nothin" in the cache but the bottles they drinks from, and they were thinkin" a wonderful lot o" them bottles."
David, in high indignation, was for setting out at once in search of the two lumbermen, but it was decided that they had doubtless already returned to the lumber camp.
"They"d probably say that they were only having sport with you, Jamie, and meant you no harm," said Doctor Joe. "The people over at their camp would believe them rather than a little Labrador lad. We may as well waste no time with them. We"ll leave them alone, and be thankful that Jamie is safe and well except for the burned wrists, and they"ll soon be cured."
"And we"ll be havin" a fine time campin" here," agreed Jamie. "I wants to keep clear o" them men whatever."
It was a week later when they broke camp to return to The Jug, and when the visiting lads said good-bye and set sail to their homes across the Bay every one declared he had never had so good a time in all his life.
With the coming of November the boats were hauled out of the water.
The sh.o.r.es were already crusted with ice and the temperature never rose to the thawing point even in the midday sun. The mighty Frost King had ascended his throne and was a.s.serting his relentless power.
Presently all the world would be kneeling at his feet.
Buckskin moccasins with heavy blanket duffle socks of wool took the place of sealskin boots. The dry snow would not again soften to wet them until spring. The adiky, with its fur-trimmed hood, took the place of the jacket, soon to be augmented by sealskin netseks or caribou skin kulutuks.
"The Bay"s smokin"," David announced one evening as he came in after feeding the dogs. "She"ll soon freeze now."
In the days that followed the smoke haze hung over the water until, one morning, the Bay was fast, and the lapping of the waves was not to be heard again for many months.
The nine sledge dogs were in fine fettle. Handsome, big fellows they were, but fearsome and treacherous enough. They looked like sleek, fat wolves, and they were, indeed, but domesticated wolves. Friendly they seemed, but they were ever ready to take advantage of the helpless and unwary, and their great white fangs were not above tearing their own master into shreds should he ever be so careless as to stumble and fall among them.
The sledge was taken out and overhauled by David. It was fourteen feet long and two and a half feet wide. Twenty cross-bars formed the top.
Not a nail was used in its construction, for nails would not hold an hour on rough ice. Everything was bound with sealskin thongs. The sledge shoes were of iron. These David polished bright with sand, and then applied a coating of seal oil. Finally the harness and long sealskin traces were examined, and all was ready.
It was the end of November when the Bay froze, but there was no certainty that travelling would be safe upon the sea ice beyond Fort Pelican before the beginning of January. Therefore Doctor Joe confined his visits to the Bay folk during December, and on his first tour Andy served as driver with Jamie as pa.s.senger.
The dogs were harnessed after the Eskimo fashion. That is to say, "fan shape," and not, as is customary in Alaska and among white men of the far northwest, in tandem.
Leading from the komatik (sledge) in front was a single thong of sealskin with a loop on its end. This was called the "bridle." Each dog had an individual trace, its end pa.s.sed through the loop in the bridle and securely tied. Tinker, the leading dog, was fully thirty-five feet from the komatik when his trace was stretched to its full length. He had the longest trace of all. He was trained to respond to shouted directions, turning to the right when "ouk" was called, or left for "rudder," the word being repeated several times by the driver in rapid succession. When it was desired that the dogs should stop, "ah" was the order, and when they were to go forward "ooisht," or "oksuit." The other dogs followed Tinker as a pack of wolves follows the leader. The two dogs directly behind Tinker had traces of equal length, but somewhat shorter, the pair behind them still shorter, and so on to the last pair.
A long whip was used to keep them in subjection. This was of braided walrus hide an inch thick at its b.u.t.t and tapering to a thin lash. To the b.u.t.t was attached a short wooden handle a foot in length, to which was fastened a loop which was hooked over the protruding end of the forward cross-bar and the whip permitted to trail upon the ice when not in use, and at the same time it was always within the driver"s reach.