A survey of the ground and of the pursuers enabled him to prepare for the future. He discovered at a glance the weakness of the a.s.sailants.
"Take a club, Ben. Don"t you see there is only one man on this side of the river? and we can easily beat him off."
Ben took the club; but he seemed not to have the energy to use it. In fact, Harry showed himself better qualified to manage the present interests of the expedition than his companion. All at once he developed the attributes of a skillful commander, while his confederate seemed to have lost all his cunning and all his determination.
"Now, let us run; and if we are caught we will fight for it," said Harry.
The boys took to their heels, and having a fair start of their pursuer, they kept clear of him for a considerable distance; but Ben"s wet clothes impeded his progress, and Harry had too much magnanimity to save himself at the sacrifice of his companion.
It was evident, after the chase had continued a short time, that their pursuer was gaining upon them. In vain Harry urged Ben to increase his speed; his progress was very slow, and it was soon apparent to Harry that they were wasting their breath in running when they would need it for the fight.
"Now, Ben, we can easily whip this man, and save ourselves. Be a man, and let us stand by each other to the last."
Ben made no reply; but when Harry stopped, he did the same.
"Keep off! or we will knock your brains out," cried Harry, placing himself in the att.i.tude of defense.
But the man took no notice of this piece of bravado; and as he approached Harry leveled a blow at his head. The man warded it off, and sprang forward to grasp the little rebel.
"Hit him, Ben!" shouted Harry, as he dodged the swoop of his a.s.sailant.
To his intense indignation and disgust, Ben, instead of seconding his a.s.sault, dropped his club and fled. He seemed to run a good deal faster than he had run before that day; but Harry did not give up the point. The man pressed him closely, and he defended himself with a skill and vigor worthy a better cause. But it was of no use; or, if it was, it only gave Ben more time to effect his escape.
The unequal contest, however, soon terminated in the capture of our resolute hero, and the man tied his hands behind his back; but he did not dare to leave the young lion to go in pursuit of his less unfortunate, but more guilty, confederate.
"There, Master Harry West, I think you have got into a tight place now," said his captor, whose name was Nathan Leman, brother of the person to whom the boat belonged. "We will soon put you in a place where you won"t burn any more barns."
Harry was confounded at this charge, and promptly and indignantly denied it. He had not considered the possibility of being accused of such a crime, and it seemed to put a new aspect upon his case.
"You did not set fire to Squire Walker"s barn last night?" replied Leman, incredulously.
"No, I did not."
"Perhaps you can make the squire believe it," sneered his captor.
"I didn"t do it."
"Didn"t steal my brother"s boat, either, did you?"
"_I_ didn"t."
"Who did?"
Harry thought a moment. After the mean trick which Ben Smart had served him, he did not feel very kindly towards him, but he was not yet prepared to betray him.
"I didn"t," was his reply.
Nathan Leman then conducted his prisoner to the river"s side. By this time the other pursuer, who had been obliged to ascend the river for a quarter of a mile before he could cross, joined him.
"Where is the other fellow?" he asked.
"Couldn"t catch him. This one fought like a young tiger, and I couldn"t leave him," replied Nathan. "If you will take Harry up to the village I will soon have him."
The other a.s.sented, and while Nathan went in search of Ben, Harry was conducted back to the village.
The prisoner was sad and depressed in spirits; but he did not lose all hope. He was appalled at the idea of being accused of burning the barn; but he was innocent, and had a vague a.s.surance that no harm could befall him on that account.
When they entered the village, a crowd gathered around them, eager to learn the particulars of the capture; but without pausing to gratify this curiosity, Harry"s conductor led him to the poorhouse, and placed him in charge of Mr. Nason.
CHAPTER VI
IN WHICH HARRY CONCLUDES THAT A DEFEAT IS SOMETIMES BETTER THAN A VICTORY
The keeper of the poorhouse received Harry in sullen silence, and conducted him to the chamber in which he had been ordered to keep him a close prisoner. He apparently had lost all confidence in him, and regretted that he had connived at his escape.
Harry did not like the cold and repulsive deportment of his late friend. Mr. Nason had always been kind to him; now he seemed to have fallen in with Squire Walker"s plans, and was willing to be the instrument of the overseer"s narrow and cruel policy. Before, he had taken his part against the mighty, so far as it was prudent for him to do so; now, he was willing to go over to the enemy.
The reverse made him sadder than any other circ.u.mstance of his return--sadder than the fear of punishment, or even of being sent to live with Jacob Wire.
"I"ve got back again," said Harry, when they reached the chamber in which he was to be confined.
"I see you have," replied Mr. Nason, in freezing tones.
The keeper had never spoken to him in such tones, and Harry burst into tears. His only friend had deserted him, and he felt more desolate than ever before in his life.
"You needn"t cry, now," said Mr. Nason, sternly.
"I can"t help it," sobbed the little prisoner.
"Can"t you?"
Mr. Nason sneered as he spoke, and his sneer pierced the heart of Harry.
"O, Mr. Nason!"
"There--that will do. You needn"t blubber any more. You have made your bed, and now you can lie in it;" and the keeper turned on his heel to leave the room.
"Don"t leave me yet," pleaded Harry.
"Leave you? What do you want of me? I suppose you want to tell me I advised you to burn the barn."
"I didn"t set the barn afire!" exclaimed Harry, now for the first time realizing the cause of his friend"s displeasure.
"Don"t lie."