The surface of this
beautiful sheet of water was now glittering like a gem, in the last
rays of the evening sun, and the setting of the whole, hills
clothed in the richest forest verdure, was lighted up with a sort
of radiant smile, that is best described in the beautiful lines we
have placed at the head of this chapter. As the banks, with few
exceptions, rose abruptly from the water, even where the mountain
did not immediately bound the view, there was a nearly unbroken
fringe of leaves overhanging the placid lake, the trees starting
out of the acclivities, inclining to the light, until, in many
instances they extended their long limbs and straight trunks some
forty or fifty feet beyond the line of the perpendicular. In these
cases we allude only to the giants of the forest, pines of a
hundred or a hundred and fifty feet in height, for of the smaller
growth, very many inclined so far as to steep their lower branches
in the water. In the position in which the Ark had now got, the
castle was concealed from view by the projection of a point, as
indeed was the northern extremity of the lake itself. A respectable
mountain, forest clad, and rounded, like all the rest, limited the
view in that direction, stretching immediately across the whole of
the fair scene, with the exception of a deep bay that passed the
western end, lengthening the basin, for more than a mile.
The manner in which the water flowed out of the
lake, beneath the leafy arches of the trees that lined the sides of
the stream, has already been mentioned, and it has also been said
that the rock, which was a favorite place of rendezvous throughout
all that region, and where Deerslayer now expected to meet his
friend, stood near this outlet, and at no great distance from the
shore. It was a large, isolated stone that rested on the bottom of
the lake, apparently left there when the waters tore away the earth
from around it, in forcing for themselves a passage down the river,
and which had obtained its shape from the action of the elements,
during the slow progress of centuries. The height of this rock
could scarcely equal six feet, and, as has been said, its shape was
not unlike that which is usually given to beehives, or to a
hay-cock. The latter, indeed, gives the best idea not only of its
form, but of its dimensions. It stood, and still stands, for we are
writing of real scenes, within fifty feet of the bank, and in water
that was only two feet in depth, though there were seasons in which
its rounded apex, if such a term can properly be used, was covered
by the lake. Many of the trees stretched so far forward, as almost
to blend the rock with the shore, when seen from a little distance,
and one tall pine in particular overhung it in a way to form a
noble and appropriate canopy to a seat that had held many a forest
chieftain, during the long succession of unknown ages, in which
America, and all it contained, had existed apart, in mysterious
solitude, a world by itself; equally without a familiar history,
and without an origin that the annals of man can reach.
When distant some two or three hundred feet from the
shore, Deerslayer took in his sail. He dropped his grapnel, as soon
as he found the Ark had drifted in a line that was directly to
windward of the rock. The motion of the scow was then checked, when
it was brought head to wind, by the action of the breeze. As soon
as this was done, Deerslayer "paid out line," and suffered the
vessel to "set down" upon the rock, as fast as the light air could
force it to leeward. Floating entirely on the surface, this was
soon effected, and the young man checked the drift when he was told
that the stern of the scow was within fifteen or eighteen feet of
the desired spot.
In executing this maneuver, Deerslayer had proceeded
promptly, for, while he did not in the least doubt that he was both
watched and followed by the foe, he believed he distracted their
movements, by the apparent uncertainty of his own, and he knew they
could have no means of ascertaining that the rock was his aim,
unless indeed one of their prisoners had betrayed him; a chance so
improbable in itself, as to give him no concern. Notwithstanding
the celerity and decision his movements, he did not, however,
venture so near the shore without taking due precautions to effect
a retreat, in the event of its becoming necessary. He held the line
in his hand, and Judith was stationed at a loop, on the side of the
cabin next the shore, where she could watch the beach and the rock,
and give timely notice of the approach of either friend or foe.
Hetty was also placed on watch, but it was to keep the trees
overhead in view, lest some enemy might ascend one, and, by
completely commanding the interior of the scow render the defence
of the hut, or cabin, useless.
The sun had disappeared from the lake and valley,
when Deerslayer checked the Ark, in the manner mentioned. Still it
wanted a few minutes to the true sunset, and he knew Indian
punctuality too well to anticipate any unmanly haste in his friend.
The great question was, whether, surrounded by enemies as he was
known to be, he had escaped their toils. The occurrences of the
last twenty-four hours must be a secret to him, and like himself,
Chingachgook was yet young on a path. It was true, he came prepared
to encounter the party that withheld his promised bride, but he had
no means ascertaining the extent of the danger he ran, or the
precise positions occupied by either friends, or foes. In a word,
the trained sagacity, and untiring caution of an Indian were all he
had to rely on, amid the critical risks he unavoidably ran.
"Is the rock empty, Judith?" inquired Deerslayer, as
soon as he had checked the drift of the Ark, deeming it imprudent
to venture unnecessarily near the shore. "Is any thing to be seen
of the Delaware chief?"
"Nothing, Deerslayer. Neither rock, shore, trees,
nor lake seems to have ever held a human form."
'Keep close, Judith ñ keep close, Hetty ñ a rifle
has a prying eye, a nimble foot, and a desperate fatal tongue. Keep
close then, but keep up actyve looks, and be on the alart. 'Twould
grieve me to the heart, did any harm befall either of you.'
"And you Deerslayer-" exclaimed Judith, turning her
handsome face from the loop, to bestow a gracious and grateful look
on the young man ñ "do you 'keep close', and have a proper care
that the savages do not catch a glimpse of you! A bullet might be
as fatal to you as to one of us; and the blow that you felt, would
be felt by us all."
"No fear of me, Judith ñ no fear of me, my good gal.
Do not look this-a-way, although you look so pleasant and comely,
but keep your eyes on the rock, and the shore, and the-"
Deerslayer was interrupted by a slight exclamation
from the girl, who, in obedience to his hurried gestures, as much
as in obedience to his words, had immediately bent her looks again,
in the opposite direction.
"What is't? ñ What is't, Judith?" he hastily
demanded ñ "Is any thing to be seen?"
"There is a man on the rock! ñ An Indian warrior, in
his paint-and armed!"
"Where does he wear his hawk's feather?" eagerly
added Deerslayer, relaxing his hold of the line, in readiness to
drift nearer to the place of rendezvous. "Is it fast to the
war-lock, or does he carry it above the left ear?"
"'Tis as you say, above the left ear; he smiles,
too, and mutters the word 'Mohican.'"
"God be praised, 'tis the Sarpent, at last!"
exclaimed the young man, suffering the line to slip through his
hands, until hearing a light bound, in the other end of the craft,
he instantly checked the rope, and began to haul it in, again,
under the assurance that his object was effected. At that moment
the door of the cabin was opened hastily, and, a warrior, darting
through the little room, stood at Deerslayer's side, simply
uttering the exclamation "Hugh!" At the next instant, Judith and
Hetty shrieked, and the air was filled with the yell of twenty
savages, who came leaping through the branches, down the bank, some
actually falling headlong into the water, in their haste.
"Pull, Deerslayer," cried Judith, hastily barring
the door, in order to prevent an inroad by the passage through
which the Delaware had just entered; "pull, for life and death ñ
the lake is full of savages, wading after us!"
The young men ñ for Chingachgook immediately came to
his friend's Assistance ñ needed no second bidding, but they
applied themselves to their task in a way that showed how urgent
they deemed the occasion. The great difficulty was in suddenly
overcoming the inertia of so large a mass, for once in motion, it
was easy to cause the scow to skim the water with all the necessary
speed.
"Pull, Deerslayer, for Heaven's sake!" cried Judith,
again at the loop. "These wretches rush into the water like hounds
following their prey! Ah ñ the scow moves! and now, the water
deepens, to the arm-pits of the foremost, but they reach forward,
and will seize the Ark!"
A slight scream, and then a joyous laugh followed
from the girl; the first produced by a desperate effort of their
pursuers, and the last by its failure; the scow, which had now got
fairly in motion gliding ahead into deep water, with a velocity
that set the designs of their enemies at nought. As the two men
were prevented by the position of the cabin from seeing what passed
astern, they were compelled to inquire of the girls into the state
of the chase.
"What now, Judith? ñ What next? ñ Do the Mingos
still follow, or are we quit of 'em, for the present," demanded
Deerslayer, when he felt the rope yielding as if the scow was going
fast ahead, and heard the scream and the laugh of the girl, almost
in the same breath.
"They have vanished! ñ One ñ the last ñ is just
burying himself in the bushes of the bank ñ There, he has
disappeared in the shadows of the trees! You have got your friend,
and we are all safe!"
The two men now made another great effort, pulled
the Ark up swiftly to the grapnel, tripped it, and when the scow
had shot some distance and lost its way, they let the anchor drop
again. Then, for the first time since their meeting, they ceased
their efforts.
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