"No," corrected David, ""twere only twenty-five minutes before eleven when we leaves Flat P"int, and fifteen minutes before eleven when we gets here. I looks to see."
"Perhaps your watches aren"t set alike," suggested Doctor Joe.
"Suppose we compare them."
The comparison disclosed a difference, as Doctor Joe predicted, of five minutes. Then each must needs set his watch with Doctor Joe"s, which was a little slower than Andy"s and a little faster than David"s.
Doctor Joe made some mental calculations. Both David and Andy had observed their watches, and there could be no doubt of the length of time it had required them to come from Flat Point to Lem"s cabin. They had consumed four hours, but their progress had been exceedingly slow.
Indian Jake had doubtless travelled much faster in his light canoe, but, at best, with the wind against him, he could hardly have paddled from Lem"s cabin to Flat Point in less than two hours. He had arrived one hour after sunset. If Lem were correct as to the time when the shooting took place, Indian Jake could not be guilty.
But still there was, with but one hour or possibly a little more in excess of the time between sunset and Indian Jake"s arrival at camp, an uncertain alibi for Indian Jake. Lem may have been shot much earlier in the afternoon than he supposed. When Lem grew stronger it would be necessary to question him closely that the hour might be fixed with certainty. Whoever had shot and robbed Lem must have known of the existence of the silver fox skin, and been familiar with the surroundings. The shots had doubtless been fired through a broken pane in a window directly behind the chair in which Lem was sitting at the time.
"Why not cook dinner out here over an open fire?" Doctor Joe presently suggested. "You chaps are pretty noisy, and if you come into the house to cook it on the stove, I"m afraid you"ll wake Lem up, and I want him to sleep."
"We"ll cook un out here, sir," David agreed.
""Tis more fun to cook here," Jamie suggested.
"Very well. When it"s ready you may bring it in and we"ll eat on the table. Lem will probably be awake by that time and he"ll want something too. Stew the goose so that there"ll be broth, and we"ll give some of it to Lem to drink. You"ll have to go to Fort Pelican without me. I"ll have to stay here and take care of Lem. If the wind comes up, and I think it will, you may get a start after dinner," and Doctor Joe returned to the cabin to watch over his patient.
The goose was plucked. David split a stick of wood, and with his jack-knife whittled shavings for the fire. The knife had a keen edge, for David was a born woodsman and every woodsman keeps his tools always in good condition, and the shavings he cut were long and thin.
He did not cut each shaving separately, but stopped his knife just short of the end of the stick, and when several shavings were cut, with a twist of the blade he broke them from the main stick in a bunch. Thus they were held together by the b.u.t.t to which they were attached. He whittled four or five of these bunches of shavings, and then cut some fine splints with his axe.
David was now ready to light his fire. He placed two sticks of wood upon the ground, end to end, in the form of a right angle, with the opening between the sticks in the direction from which the wind came.
Taking the b.u.t.t of one of the bunches of shavings in his left hand, he scratched a match with his right hand and lighted the thin end of the shavings. When they were blazing freely he carefully placed the thick end upon the two sticks where they came together, on the inside of the angle, with the burning end resting upon the ground. Thus the thick end of the shavings was elevated. Fire always climbs upward, and in an instant the whole bunch of shavings was ablaze. Upon this he placed the other shavings, the thin ends on the fire, the b.u.t.ts resting upon the two sticks at the angle. With the splints which he had previously prepared arranged upon this they quickly ignited, and upon them larger sticks were laid, and in less than five minutes an excellent cooking fire was ready for the pot.
Before disjointing the goose, David held it over the blaze until it was thoroughly singed and the surface of the skin clear. Then he proceeded to draw and cut the goose into pieces of suitable size for stewing, placed them in the kettle, and covered them with water from Lem"s spring.
In the meantime Andy cut a stiff green pole about five feet in length.
The thick end he sharpened, and near the other end cut a small notch.
Using the thick, sharpened end like a crowbar, he drove it firmly into the ground with the small end directly above the fire. Placing a stone between the ground and sloping pole, that the pole might not sag too low with the weight of the kettle, he slipped the handle of the kettle into the notch at the small end of the pole, where it hung suspended over the blaze.
Preparing a similar pole, and placing it in like manner, Andy filled the tea-kettle and put it over the fire to heat for tea.
"I"m thinkin"," suggested David as he dropped four or five thick slices of pork into the kettle of goose, ""twould be fine to have hot bread with the goose."
"Oh, make un! Make un!" exclaimed Jamie.
"Aye," seconded Andy, "hot bread would go fine with the goose."
Andy fetched the flour up from the boat and David dipped about a quart of it into the mixing pan. To this he added four heaping teaspoonfuls of baking-powder and two level teaspoonfuls of salt.
After stirring the baking-powder and salt well into the flour, he added to it a heaping cooking-spoonful of lard--a quant.i.ty equal to two heaping tablespoonfuls. This he rubbed into the flour with the back of the large cooking spoon until it was thoroughly mixed. He now added water while he mixed it with the flour, a little at a time, until the dough was of the consistency of stiff biscuit dough.
The bread was now ready to bake. There was no oven, and the frying-pan must needs serve instead. The interior of the frying-pan he sprinkled liberally with flour that the dough might not stick to it. Then cutting a piece of dough from the ma.s.s he pulled it into a cake just large enough to fit into the frying-pan and about half an inch in thickness, and laid the cake carefully in the pan.
With a stick he raked from the fire some hot coals. With the coals directly behind the pan, and with the bread in the pan facing the fire, and exposed to the direct heat, he placed it at an angle of forty-five degrees, supporting it in that position with a sharpened stick, one end forced into the earth and the tip of the handle resting upon the other end. The bread thus derived heat at the bottom from the coals and at the top from the main fire.
"She"s risin" fine!" Jamie presently announced.
"She"ll rise fast enough," David declared confidently. "There"s no fear of that."
There was no fear indeed. In ten minutes the loaf had increased to three times its original thickness and the side nearer the ground took on a delicate brown, for the greater heat of a fire is always reflected toward the ground. David removed the pan from its support, and without lifting the loaf from the pan, moved it round until the brown side was opposite the handle. Then he returned the pan to its former position. Now the browned half was on the upper or handle side, while the unbrowned half was on the side near the ground, and in a few minutes the whole loaf was deliciously browned.
While the bread was baking David drove a stick into the ground at one side and a little farther from the fire than the pan. When the loaf had browned on top to his satisfaction he removed it from the pan and leaned it against the stick with the bottom exposed to the fire, and proceeded to bake a second loaf.
"Let me have the dough that"s left," Jamie begged.
"Aye, take un if you likes," David consented. "There"ll be too little for another loaf, whatever."
Jamie secured a dry stick three or four feet long and about two inches in diameter. This he sc.r.a.ped clean of bark, and pulling the dough into a rope as thick as his finger wound it in a spiral upon the centre of the stick. Then he flattened the dough until it was not above a quarter of an inch in thickness.
On the opposite side of the fire from David, that he might not interfere with David"s cooking, he arranged two stones near enough together for an end of the stick to rest on each. Here he placed it with the dough in the centre exposed to the heat. As the dough on the side of the stick near the fire browned he turned the stick a little to expose a new surface, until his twist was brown on all sides.
"Have some of un," Jamie invited. "We"ll eat un to stave off the hunger before dinner. I"m fair starved."
David and Andy were not slow to accept, and Jamie"s crisp hot twist was quickly devoured.
The kettle of stewing goose was sending forth a most delicious appetizing odour. David lifted the lid to season it, and stir it with the cooking spoon. Jamie and Andy sniffed.
"U-m-m!" from Jamie.
"Oh, she smells fine!" Andy breathed.
"Seems like I can"t wait for un!" Jamie declared.
"She"s done!" David at length announced.
"Make the tea, Andy."
Using a stick as a lifter David removed the kettle of goose from the fire, while Andy put tea in the other kettle, which was boiling, removing it also from the fire.
"You bring the bread along, Jamie, and you the tea, Andy," David directed, turning into the cabin with the kettle of goose.
Lem had just awakened from a most refreshing sleep, and when he smelled the goose he declared:
"I"m hungrier"n a whale."
Doctor Joe laid claim also to no small appet.i.te, an appet.i.te, indeed, quite superior to that described by Lem.
"A whale!" he sniffed. "Why, I"m as hungry as seven whales! Seven, now! Big whales, too! No small whales about _my_ appet.i.te!"
The three boys laughed heartily, and David warned:
"We"ll all have to be lookin" out or there won"t be a bite o" goose left for anybody if Doctor Joe gets at un first!"
Doctor Joe arranged a plate for Lem, upon which he placed a choice piece of breast and a section of one of David"s loaves, which proved, when broken, to be light and short and delicious. Then he poured Lem a cup of rich broth from the kettle, and while Lem ate waited upon him before himself joining the boys at the table.
"How are you feeling, Lem?" asked Doctor Joe when everyone had finished and the boys were washing dishes.
"My head"s a bit soggy and I"m a bit weak, and there"s a wonderful pain in my right shoulder when I moves un," said Lem. "If "tweren"t for my head and the weakness and the pain I"d feel as well as ever I did, and I"d be achin" to get after that thief Indian Jake. As "tis I"ll bide my time till I feels nimbler."