I'll follow you, Floating Tom, into the
Mingo camp, on such an arr'nd, and will strive to do my duty,
should we come to blows; though, never having been tried in battle,
I don't like to promise more than I may be able to perform. We all
know our wishes, but none know their might till put to the
proof."
"That's modest and suitable, lad," exclaimed Hurry.
"You've never yet heard the crack of an angry rifle; and, let me
tell you, 'tis as different from the persuasion of one of your
venison speeches, as the laugh of Judith Hutter, in her best humor,
is from the scolding of a Dutch house keeper on the Mohawk. I don't
expect you'll prove much of a warrior, Deerslayer, though your
equal with the bucks and the does don't exist in all these parts.
As for the ra'al sarvice, however, you'll turn out rather rearward,
according to my consait."
"We'll see, Hurry, we'll see," returned the other,
meekly; so far as human eye could discover, not at all disturbed by
these expressed doubts concerning his conduct on a point on which
men are sensitive, precisely in the degree that they feel the
consciousness of demerit; "having never been tried, I'll wait to
know, before I form any opinion of myself; and then there'll be
sartainty, instead of bragging. I've heard of them that was valiant
afore the fight, who did little in it; and of them that waited to
know their own tempers, and found that they weren't as bad as some
expected, when put to the proof."
"At any rate, we know you can use a paddle, young
man," said Hutter, "and that's all we shall ask of you tonight. Let
us waste no more time, but get into the canoe, and do, in place of
talking."
As Hutter led the way, in the execution of his
project, the boat was soon ready, with Hurry and Deerslayer at the
paddles. Before the old man embarked himself, however, he held a
conference of several minutes with Judith, entering the house for
that purpose; then, returning, he took his place in the canoe,
which left the side of the ark at the next instant.
Had there been a temple reared to God, in that
solitary wilderness, its clock would have told the hour of midnight
as the party set forth on their expedition. The darkness had
increased, though the night was still clear, and the light of the
stars sufficed for all the purposes of the adventurers. Hutter
alone knew the places where the canoes were hid, and he directed
the course, while his two athletic companions raised and dipped
their paddles with proper caution, lest the sound should be carried
to the ears of their enemies, across that sheet of placid water, in
the stillness of deep night. But the bark was too light to require
any extraordinary efforts, and skill supplying the place of
strength, in about half an hour they were approaching the shore, at
a point near a league from the castle.
"Lay on your paddles, men," said Hutter, in a low
voice, "and let us look about us for a moment. We must now be all
eyes and ears, for these vermin have noses like bloodhounds."
The shores of the lake were examined closely, in
order to discover any glimmering of light that might have been left
in a camp; and the men strained their eyes, in the obscurity, to
see if some thread of smoke was not still stealing along the
mountainside, as it arose from the dying embers of a fire. Nothing
unusual could be traced; and as the position was at some distance
from the outlet, or the spot where the savages had been met, it was
thought safe to land. The paddles were plied again, and the bows of
the canoe ground upon the gravelly beach with a gentle motion, and
a sound barely audible. Hutter and Hurry immediately landed, the
former carrying his own and his friend's rifle, leaving Deerslayer
in charge of the canoe. The hollow log lay a little distance up the
side of the mountain, and the old man led the way towards it, using
so much caution as to stop at every third or fourth step, to listen
if any tread betrayed the presence of a foe. The same death-like
stillness, however, reigned on the midnight scene, and the desired
place was reached without an occurrence to induce alarm.
"This is it," whispered Hutter, laying a foot on the
trunk of a fallen linden; "hand me the paddles first, and draw the
boat out with care, for the wretches may have left it for a bait,
after all."
"Keep my rifle handy, butt towards me, old fellow,"
answered March. "If they attack me loaded, I shall want to unload
the piece at 'em, at least. And feel if the pan is full."
"All's right," muttered the other; "move slow, when
you get your load, and let me lead the way."
The canoe was drawn out of the log with the utmost
care, raised by Hurry to his shoulder, and the two began to return
to the shore, moving but a step at a time, lest they should tumble
down the steep declivity. The distance was not great, but the
descent was extremely difficult; and, towards the end of their
little journey, Deerslayer was obliged to land and meet them, in
order to aid in lifting the canoe through the bushes. With his
assistance the task was successfully accomplished, and the light
craft soon floated by the side of the other canoe. This was no
sooner done, than all three turned anxiously towards the forest and
the mountain, expecting an enemy to break out of the one, or to
come rushing down the other. Still the silence was unbroken, and
they all embarked with the caution that had been used in coming
ashore.
Hutter now steered broad off towards the centre of
the lake. Having got a sufficient distance from the shore, he cast
his prize loose, knowing that it would drift slowly up the lake
before the light southerly air, and intending to find it on his
return. Thus relieved of his tow, the old man held his way down the
lake, steering towards the very point where Hurry had made his
fruitless attempt on the life of the deer. As the distance from
this point to the outlet was less than a mile, it was like entering
an enemy's country; and redoubled caution became necessary. They
reached the extremity of the point, however, and landed in safety
on the little gravelly beach already mentioned. Unlike the last
place at which they had gone ashore, here was no acclivity to
ascend, the mountains looming up in the darkness quite a quarter of
a mile farther west, leaving a margin of level ground between them
and the strand. The point itself, though long, and covered with
tall trees, was nearly flat, and for some distance only a few yards
in width. Hutter and Hurry landed as before, leaving their
companion in charge of the boat.
In this instance, the dead tree that contained the
canoe of which they had come in quest lay about half-way between
the extremity of the narrow slip of land and the place where it
joined the main shore; and knowing that there was water so near him
on his left, the old man led the way along the eastern side of the
belt with some confidence walking boldly, though still with
caution. He had landed at the point expressly to get a glimpse into
the bay and to make certain that the coast was clear; otherwise he
would have come ashore directly abreast of the hollow tree. There
was no difficulty in finding the latter, from which the canoe was
drawn as before, and instead of carrying it down to the place where
Deerslayer lay, it was launched at the nearest favorable spot.
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