第8章
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  \"GirtyIknew,ofcourse;butIwasnotsuretheotherwastheShawneewhocapturedyouandyourbrother,\"repliedHeckewelder,drawingJimintoanotherroom。

  \"Whatdotheymeanbyloiteringaroundthevillage?InquiredJim,apprehensively。WheneverheheardGirty\'snamementioned,oreventhoughtofhim,herememberedwithashuddertherenegade\'sallusiontothebuzzards。Jimneversawoneofthesecarrionbirdssoaringoverheadbuthisthoughtsinstantlyrevertedtothefrontierruffianandhishorriblecraving。

  \"Idon\'tknow,\"answeredHeckewelder。\"Girtyhasbeenhereseveraltimesoflate。IsawhimconferringwithPipeatGoshhocking。Ihopethere\'snodeviltryafoot。PipeisarelentlessenemyofallChristians,andGirtyisafiend,ahyena。Ithink,perhaps,itwillbewellforyouandthegirlstostayindoorswhileGirtyandSilvertipareinthevillage。\"

  ThateveningtheentiremissionarypartyweregatheredinMr。Wells\'room。

  HeckeweldertoldstoriesofIndianlife;Nellsangseveralsongs,andKatetoldmanyamusingthingssaidanddonebythelittleIndianboysinherclassattheschool。Thustheeveningpassedpleasantlyforall。

  \"SonextWednesdayIamtoperformthegreatceremony,\"remarkedHeckewelder,layinghishandkindlyonYoung\'sknee。\"We\'llcelebratethefirstwhiteweddingintheVillageofPeace。\"

  Younglookedshylydownathisboots;Edwardscrossedonelegovertheother,andcoughedloudlytohidehisembarrassment。Katewore,asusual,herpensivesmile;Nell\'seyestwinkled,andshewasabouttospeak,whenHeckewelder\'squizzicalglanceinherdirectionmadeherlipsmute。

  \"IhopeI\'llhaveanotherweddingonmyhandssoon,\"hesaidplacidly。

  Thisordinaryremarkhadanextraordinaryeffect。Nellturnedwithburningcheeksandlookedoutofthewindow。Jimfrownedfiercelyandbithislips。

  Edwardsbegantolaugh,andevenMr。Wells\'seriousfacelapsedintoasmile。

  \"ImeanI\'vepickedoutanicelittleDelawaresquawforDave,\"saidHeckewelder,seeinghisbadinagehadsomehowgoneamiss。

  \"Oh—h!\"suddenlycriedNell,inshudderingtones。

  Theyallgazedatherinamazement。Everyvestigeofcolorhadrecededfromherface,leavingitmarblelike。Hereveswerefixedinstartledhorror。

  Suddenlysherelaxedhergrasponthewindowsillandfellbacklimpandsenseless。

  Heckewelderrantothedoorlolookout,whiletheothersbentovertheunconsciousgirl,endeavoringtoreviveher。Presentlyaflutteringbreathandaquiveringofherdarklashesnotedareturnofsuspendedlife。Thenherbeautifuleyesopenedwidetogazewithwonderandfearintothegravefacesbentsoanxiouslyoverher。

  \"Nell,dearest,youaresafe。Whatwasit?Whatfrightenedyouso?\"saidKate,tenderly。

  \"Oh,itwasfearful!\"gaspedNell,sittingup。Sheclungtohersisterwithonehand,whiletheothergraspedJim\'ssleeve。

  \"Iwaslookingoutintothedark,whensuddenlyIbeheldaface,aterribleface!\"criedNell。Thosewhowatchedhermarveledattheshrinking,awfulfearinhereyes。\"Itwasrightbythewindow。Icouldhavetouchedit。Suchagreedy,wolfishface,withalong,hookednose!Theeyes,oh!theeyes!I\'llneverforgetthem。Theymademesick;theyparalyzedme。Itwasn\'tanIndian\'sface。Itbelongedtothatwhiteman,thatawfulwhiteman!Ineversawhimbefore;butIknewhim。\"

  \"Girty!\"saidHeckewelder,whohadcomeinwithhisquietstep。\"Helookedinatthewindow。Calmyourself,Nellie。Therenegadehasgone。\"

  Theincidentworriedthemallatthetime,andmadeNellnervousforseveraldays;butasGirtyhaddisappeared,andnothingmorewasheardofhim,graduallytheyforgot。Kate\'sweddingdaydawnedwithallthelittlepartywellandhappy。EarlyintheafternoonJimandNell,accompaniedbyKateandherlover,startedoutintothewoodsjustbeyondtheclearingforthepurposeofgatheringwildflowerstodecoratethecabin。

  \"Weareboththinkingof——him,\"Jimsaid,afterheandNellhadwalkedsomelittlewayinsilence。

  \"Yes,\"answeredNell,simply。

  \"Ihope——IprayJoecomesback,butifhedoesn\'t——Nell——won\'tyoucarealittleforme?\"

  Hereceivednoanswer。ButNellturnedherfaceaway。

  \"Webothlovedhim。Ifhe\'sgoneforeverourveryloveforhimshouldbringustogether。Iknow——Iknowhewouldhavewishedthat。\"

  \"Jim,don\'tspeakoflovetomenow,\"shewhispered。Thensheturnedtotheothers。Comequickly;herearegreatclustersofwildclematisandgoldenrod。

  Howlovely!Letusgatheraquantity。\"

  Theyoungmenhadalmostburiedthegirlsunderhugemassesofthebeautifulflowers,whenthesofttreadofmoccasinedfeetcausedthemalltoturninsurprise。Sixsavagesstoodwaist—deepinthebushes,wheretheyhadlainconcealed。Fierce,paintedvisagesscowledfrombehindleveledrifles。

  \"Don\'tyell!\"criedahoarsevoiceinEnglish。Followingthevoicecameasnappingoftwigs,andthentwootherfigurescameintoview。TheywereGirtyandSilvertip。

  \"Don\'tyell,erI\'llleaveyoulayin\'hereferthebuzzards,\"saidtherenegade。HesteppedforwardandgraspedYoung,atthesametimespeakingintheIndianlanguageandpointingtoanearbytree。Strangetorelate,therenegadeapparentlywantednobloodshed。WhileoneofthesavagesbegantotieYoungtothetree,Girtyturnedhisgazeonthegirls。Hislittle,yelloweyesglinted;hestrokedhischinwithabonyhand,andhisdark,repulsivefacewaswreathedinaterrible,meaningsmile。

  \"I\'vebeenlayin\'feryou,\"hecroaked,eyeingNell。\"Ye\'rethepurtiestlass,\'ceptin\'mebbeBetZane,Ieverseedontheborder。Igotcheatedoutenher,butI\'vegotyou;arterIfeedyerInjunpreachertotherbuzzardsmebbeye\'lllarntoloveme。\"

  Nellgazedoneinstantintothemonster\'sface。Herterror—strickeneyeswerepiteoustobehold。Shetriedtospeak;buthervoicefailed。Then,likestrickenbird,shefellonthegrass。

  ChapterXIV。

  NotmanymilesfromtheVillageofPeaceroseanirregularchainofhills,thefirstfaintindicationsofthegrandAppalachianMountainsystem。Theseridgeswerethicklywoodedwithwhiteoak,poplarandhickory,amongwhichasentinelpinerearedhereandthereitsevergreenhead。Therewerecleftsinthehills,passeslinedbygray—stonedcliffs,belowwhichranclearbrooks,tumblingoverrocksinahurrytomeettheirmajesticfather,theOhio。

  Oneofthesevalleys,sonarrowthatthesunseldombrightenedthemerrybrook,madeadeepcutintherocks。Theheadofthisvalleytapereduntilthewallsnearlymet;itseemedtoloseitselfintheshadeoffern—facedcliffs,shadowedastheywerebyfirtreesleaningoverthebrink,asthoughtosearchforsecretsoftheravine。Sodeepanddarkandcoolwasthissequesterednookthatherelatesummerhadnotdislodgedearlyspring。Everywherewasasoft,fresh,brightgreen。Theoldgraycliffswerefestoonedwithferns,lichensandmoss。Underagreat,shelvingrock,dampandstainedbythecopper—coloredwaterdrippingdownitsside,wasadewydellintowhichthesunshinehadneverpeeped。Heretheswiftbrooktarriedlovingly,makingawideturnunderthecliff,asthoughlothtoleavethisquietnook,andthenleapedoncemoretoenthusiasminitsmurmuringflight。

  Lifeaboundedinthiswild,beautiful,almostinaccessiblespot。Littlebrownandyellowbirdsflittedamongthetrees;thrushesranalongtheleaf—strewnground;oriolessangtheirmelancholynotes;robinsandflickersdartedbeneaththespreadingbranches。Squirrelsscurriedovertheleaveslikelittlewhirlwinds,andleapeddaringlyfromtheswingingbranchesorbarkednoisilyfromwoodyperches。Rabbitshoppedinquisitivelyhereandtherewhilenibblingatthetendershootsofsassafrasandlaurel。

  Alongthisflower—skirtedstreamatallyoungman,carryingariflecautiouslystepped,peeringintothebranchesoverhead。Agrayflashshotalongalimbofawhiteoak;thenthebushytailofasquirrelflittedintoawell—protectednotch,fromwhence,nodoubt,akeenlittleeyewatchedthehunter\'severymovement。

  Theriflewasraised;thenlowered。Thehunterwalkedaroundthetree。

  Presentlyupinthetreetop,snugunderaknottylimb,hespiedalittleballofgrayfur。Graspingabranchofunderbush,heshookitvigorously。Thethrashingsoundworriedthegraysquirrel,forheslippedfromhisretreatandstuckhisnoseOverthelimb。CRACK!Withascratchingandtearingofbarkthesquirrelloosenedhisholdandthenfell;alightingwithathump。Asthehunterpickeduphisquarryastreakofsunshineglintingthroughthetreetopbrightenedhisface。

  ThehunterwasJoe。

  Hewassatisfiednow,forafterstowingthesquirrelinthepocketofhishuntingcoatheshoulderedhisrifleandwentbackuptheravine。Presentlyadullroarsoundedabovethebabbleofthebrook。Itgrewlouderashethreadedhiswaycarefullyoverthestones。Spotsofwhitefoamfleckedthebrook。

  Passingunderthegray,stainedcliff,Joeturnedaroundarockycorner,andcametoanabruptendoftheravine。Awaterfallmarkedthespotwherethebrookentered。Thewaterwasbrownasittooktheleap,lightgreenwhenitthinnedout;andbelow,asitdashedonthestones,itbecameabeautiful,sheenywhite。

  Uponaflatrock,sonearthecascadethatsprayflewoverhim,satanotherhunter。Theroaringfallsdrownedallothersounds,yetthemanrousedfromhisdreamycontemplationofthewaterfallwhenJoeroundedthecorner。

  \"Iheerdfourshots,\"hesaid,asJoecameup。

  \"Yes;Igotasquirrelforeveryshot。\"

  Wetzelledthewayalonganarrowfoottrailwhichgraduallywoundtowardthetopoftheravine。Thispathemergedpresently,somedistanceabovethefalls,onthebrinkofabluff。Itranalongtheedgeoftheprecipiceafewyards,thentookacoursebackintodenselywoodedthickets。JustbeforesteppingoutontheopencliffWetzelpausedandpeeredkeenlyonallsides。Therewasnolivingthingtobeseen;thesilencewasthedeep,unbrokencalmofthewilderness。

  Wetzelsteppedtothebluffandlookedover。Thestonywalloppositewasonlythirtyfeetaway,andsomewhatlower。FromWetzel\'sactionitappearedasifheintendedtoleapthefissure。Intruth,manyabandofIndianspursuingthehunterintothisrockyfastnesshadcomeoutonthebluff,and,marvelingatwhattheythoughtWetzel\'sprowess,believedhehadmadeawonderfulleap,thuseludingthem。Buthehadneverattemptedthatleap,first,becauseheknewitwaswell—nighimpossible,andsecondly,therehadneverbeenanynecessityforsuchrisk。

  Anyoneleaningoverthiscliffwouldhaveobserved,perhapstenfeetbelow,anarrowledgeprojectingfromthefaceoftherock。Hewouldhaveimaginedifheweretodroponthatledgetherewouldbenowaytogetoffandhewouldbeinaworsepredicament。

  Withoutamoment\'shesitationWetzelswunghimselfovertheledge。Joefollowedsuit。Atoneendofthislowerledgegrewahardyshruboftheironwoodspecies,andaboveitascrubpineleanedhorizontallyoutovertheravine。Layinghisrifledown,Wetzelgraspedastrongrootandcautiouslyslidovertheside。Whenallofhisbodyhaddisappeared,withtheexceptionofhissinewyfingers,theyloosenedtheirholdontheroot,graspedtherifle,anddraggeditdownoutofsight。Quietly,withsimilarcaution,Joetookholdofthesameroot,lethimselfdown,andwhenatfulllengthswunghimselfinundertheledge。Hisfeetfoundapocketinthecliff。Lettinggooftheroot,hetookhisrifle,andinanothersecondwassafe。

  OfallWetzel\'sretreats——forhehadmany——heconsideredthisonethesafest。

  Thecavernundertheledgehehaddiscoveredbyaccident。Oneday,beinghotlypursuedbyShawnees,hehadbeenheadedoffonthiscliff,andhadlethimselfdownontheledge,intendingtodropfromittothetopsofthetreesbelow。

  Takingadvantageofeverylittleaid,hehungoverbymeansoftheshrub,andwasintheactofleapingwhenhesawthatthecliffshelvedundertheledge,whilewithinreachofhisfeetwastheentrancetoacavern。Hefoundthecavetobesmallwithanopeningatthebackintoasplitintherock。Evidentlytheplacehadbeenenteredfromtherearbybears,whousedtheholeforwintersleepingquarters。Bycrawlingonhishandsandknees,Wetzelfoundtherearopening。Thushehadestablishedahidingplacewhereitwasalmostimpossibletolocatehim。Heprovisionedhisretreat,whichhealwaysenteredbythecliffandleftbytherear。

  AnevidenceofWetzel\'sstrangenature,andofhisloveforthiswildhome,manifesteditselfwhenheboundJoetosecrecy。Itwasunlikely,eveniftheyoungmaneverdidgetsafelyoutofthewilderness,thatanystorieshemightrelatewouldrevealthehunter\'sfavoriterendezvous。ButWetzelseriouslydemandedthissecrecy,asearnestlyasiftheforestwerefullofIndiansandwhitemen,allprowlinginsearchofhisburrow。

  Joewasintheseventhheavenofdelight,andtooktothefreelifeasawildgoslingtakestothewater。Noplacehadeverappealedtohimasdidthisdark,silentholefaruponthesideofasteepcliff。HisinterestinWetzelsoonpassedintoagreatadmiration,andfromthatdeepenedtolove。

  Thisafternoon,whentheyweresatisfiedthatallwaswellwithintheirrefuge,Joelaidasidehisrifle,and,whistlingsoftly,begantopreparesupper。Thebackpartofthecavepermittedhimtostanderect,andwaslargeenoughforcomparativecomfort。Therewasaneat,littlestonefireplace,andseveralcookingutensilsandgourds。FromtimetotimeWetzelhadbroughtthesethings。Apileofwoodandabundleofpineconeslayinonecorner。

  Haunchesofdriedbeef,bearandbuffalomeathungfrompegs;abagofparchedcorn,anotherofdriedappleslayonarockyshelf。Nearbyhungapowder—hornfilledwithsaltandpepper。Inthecleftbackofthecavewasaspringofclear,coldwater。

  Thewantsofwoodsmenarefewandsimple。JoeandWetzel,withappetiteswhettedbytheirstirringoutdoorlife,relishedthefrugalfareastheycouldneverhaveenjoyedafeast。Astheshadowsofeveningenteredthecave,theylightedtheirpipestopartakeofthehunter\'ssweetestsolace,aquietsmoke。

  Strangeasitmayappear,thislonely,sternIndian—hunterandthereckless,impulsiveboywereadmirablysuitedforcompanionship。WetzelhadtakenalikingtotheyoungmanwhenheledthebrotherstoFortHenry。Subsequenteventsstrengthenedhisliking,andnow,manydaysafter,Joehavingfollowedhimintotheforest,astrongattachmenthadbeeninsensiblyforgedbetweenthem。

  WetzelunderstoodJoe\'sburningdesiretoroamtheforests;buthehalfexpectedtheladwouldsoongrowtiredofthisrovinglife,butexactlytheoppositesymptomsweredisplayed。Thehunterhadintendedtotakehiscomradeonahuntingtrip,andtoreturnwithhim,afterthatwasover,toFortHenry。

  TheyhadnowbeeninthewoodsforweeksandeverydayinsomewayhadJoeshowedhismettle。Wetzelfinallyadmittedhimintothesecretsofhismostcherishedhidingplace。Hedidnotwanttohurtthelad\'sfeelingsbytakinghimbacktothesettlement;hecouldnotsendhimback。Sothedaysworeonswiftly;fullofheart—satisfyingincidentandlife,withmanandboygrowingcloserinanintimacythatwasaswarmasitwasunusual。

  Tworeasonsmightaccountforthis:First,thereisnosanehumanbeingwhoisnotbetteroffforcompanionship。Anexilewouldfindsomethingofhappinessinonewhosharedhismisery。And,secondly,Joewasamostacceptablecomrade,evenforaslayerofIndians。WeddedasWetzelwastotheforesttrails,tohislonelylife,totheNemesis—pursuithehadfollowedforeighteenlongyears,hewasstillawhiteman,kindandgentleinhisquiethours,andbecauseofthis,thoughheknewitnot,stillcapableofaffection。

  Hehadneverknownyouth;hismanhoodhadbeenonepitilesswarfareagainsthisswornfoes;butonceinallthoseyearshadhissore,coldheartwarmed;

  andthatwastowardawomanwhowasnotforhim。Hislifehadheldonlyonepurpose——abloodyone。Yetthemanhadaheart,andhecouldnotpreventitfromrespondingtoanother。Inhissimpleignoranceherebelledagainstthisaffectionforanythingotherthanhisforesthomes。Manisweakagainsthate;

  whatcanheavailagainstlove?ThedarkcavernsofWetzel\'sgreatheartopened,admittingtotheirgloomydepthsthisstranger。Sonowanewlovewasborninthatcheerlessheart,whereforsolongalonelyinmate,theghostofoldlove,haddweltinchillseclusion。

  ThefeelingofcomradeshipwhichWetzelhadforJoewassomethingaltogethernewinthehunter\'slife。TruehehadhuntedwithJonathanZane,andaccompaniedexpeditionswherehewasforcedtosleepwithanotherscout;butacompanion,nottosayfriend,hehadneverknown。Joewasaboy,wilderthananeagle,yethewasaman。Hewashappyandenthusiastic,stillhisgoodspiritsneverjarredonthehunter;theywererestrained。Heneveraskedquestions,aswouldseemthecaseinanyeagerlad;hewaiteduntilhewasspokento。Hewasapt;heneverforgotanything;hehadtheeyeofabornwoodsman,andlastly,perhapswhatwentfarwithWetzel,hewasasstrongandsuppleasayounglynx,andabsolutelyfearless。

  OnthiseveningWetzelandJoefollowedtheirusualcustom;theysmokedawhilebeforelyingdowntosleep。Tonightthehunterwasevenmoresilentthanusual,andthelad,tiredoutwithhisday\'stramp,laydownonabedoffragrantboughs。

  Wetzelsatthereinthegatheringgloomwhilehepulledslowlyonhispipe。

  Theeveningwasveryquiet;thebirdshadceasedtheirtwittering;thewindhaddiedaway;itwastooearlyforthebayofawolf,thewailofapanther,orhootofanowl;therewassimplyperfectsilence。

  Thelad\'sdeep,evenbreathingcaughtWetzel\'sear,andhefoundhimselfmeditating,ashehadoftenoflate,onthisnewsomethingthathadcreptintohislife。ForJoelovedhim;hecouldnotfailtoseethat。TheladhadpreferredtoroamwiththelonelyIndian—hunterthroughtheforests,toencountertheperilsandhardshipsofawildlife,ratherthanacceptthesmileoffortuneandoflove。WetzelknewthatColonelZanehadtakenalikingtotheboy,andhadofferedhimworkandahome;and,also,thehunterrememberedthewarmlighthehadseeninNell\'shazeleyes。Musingthus,themanfeltstirinhisheartanemotionsolongabsentthatitwasunfamiliar。

  TheAvengerforgot,foramomenthisbroodingplans。Hefeltstrangelysoftened。Whenhelaidhisheadontherudepillowitwaswithsomesenseofgladnessthat,althoughhehadalwaysdesiredalonelylife,andwantedtopassitinthefulfillmentofhisvow,hislonelinesswasnowsharedbyaladwholovedhim。

  Joewasawakenedbythemerrychirpofachipmunkthateverymorningranalongtheseamysideoftheoppositewallofthegorge。Gettingup,hewenttothebackofthecave,wherehefoundWetzelcombingouthislonghair。Theladthrusthishandsintothecoldpool,andbathedhisface。Thewaterwasicycold,andsentaninvigoratingthrillthroughhim。ThenhelaughedashetookarudecombWetzelhandedtohim。

  \"MyscalpisnothingtomakeanIndianverycovetous,isit?\"saidhe,eyeinginadmirationthemagnificentblackhairthatfelloverthehunter\'sshoulders。

  \"It\'llgrow,\"answeredWetzel。

  JoedidnotwonderatthecareWetzeltookofhishair,nordidhemisunderstandthehunter\'ssimplepride。Wetzelwasverycarefulofhisrifle,hewasneatandcleanabouthisperson,hebrushedhisbuckskincostume,hepolishedhisknifeandtomahawk;buthishairreceivedmoreattentionthanallelse。Itrequiredmuchcare。Whencombedoutitreachedfullytohisknees。

  Joehadseenhim,afterhereturnedfromalonghunt,workpatientlyforanhourwithhiswoodencomb,andnotstopuntileverylittleburrwasgone,ortanglesmoothedout。Thenhewouldcombitagaininthemorning——this,ofcourse,whentimepermitted——andtwistandtieitupsoastooffersmallresistancetohisslippingthroughtheunderbush。Joeknewthehunter\'ssimplicitywassuch,thatifhecutoffhishairitwouldseemhefearedtheIndians——forthatstreamingblackhairtheIndianshadlongcovetedandsworntotake。Itwouldmakeanybraveafamouschief,andwasthethemeofmanyasavagewartale。

  AfterbreakfastWetzelsaidtoJoe:

  \"Youstayhere,an\'I\'lllookroundsome;mebbeI\'llcomebacksoon,andwe\'llgooutan\'killabuffalo。Injunssometimesfollerupabuffalotrail,an\'I

  wanttobesurenoneofthevarletsarechasin\'thatherdwesawto—day。\"

  Wetzelleftthecavebytherear。Ittookhimfifteenminutestocrawltotheheadofthetortuous,stonypassage。Liftingthestonewhichcloseduptheaperture,helookedoutandlistened。Then,rising,hereplacedthestone,andpasseddownthewoodedhillside。

  Itwasabeautifulmorning;thedewglistenedonthegreenleaves,thesunshonebrightandwarm,thebirdswarbledinthetrees。Thehunter\'smoccasinspressedsogentlyonthemossandleavesthattheymadenomoresoundthanthesoftfootofapanther。Histrainedearwasalerttocatchanyunfamiliarnoise;hiskeeneyessoughtfirsttheremoteropengladesandglens,thenbenttheirgazeonthemossybluffbeneathhisfeet。Foxsquirrelsdashedfrombeforehimintobushyretreats;grousewhirredawayintothethickets;

  startleddeerwhistled,andlopedoffwiththeirwhite—flagsupraised。Wetzelknewfromtheactionofthesedenizensofthewoodsthathewastheonlycreature,notnativetothesehaunts,whohaddisturbedthemthismorning。

  Otherwisethedeerwouldnothavebeengrazing,butlyinglowinsomeclosethicket;foxsquirrelsseldomorneverweredisturbedbyahuntertwiceinoneday,forafterbeingfrightenedtheselittleanimals,wilderandshyerthangraysquirrels,remainedhiddenforhours,andgrousethathavebeenflushedalittlewhilebefore,alwaysgetupunusuallyquick,andflyveryfarbeforealighting。

  Wetzelcircledbackoverthehill,tookalongsurveyfromarockyeminence,andthenreconnoiteredthelowlandforseveralmiles。Helocatedtheherdofbuffalo,andsatisfyinghimselftherewerenoIndiansnear——forthebisonweregrazingquietly——hereturnedtothecave。AsoftwhistleintothebackdooroftherockyhometoldJoethatthehunterwaswaiting。

  \"Coastclear?\"whisperedthelad,thrustinghisheadoutoftheentrance。Hisgrayeyesgleamedbrightly,showinghiseagerspirit。

  Thehunternodded,and,throwinghisrifleinthehollowofhisarm,proceededdownthehill。Joefollowedclosely,endeavoring,asWetzelhadtrainedhim,tomakeeachsteppreciselyinthehunter\'sfootprints。Theladhadsoonlearnedtostepnimblyandsoftlyasacat。WhenhalfwaydownthebillWetzelpaused。

  \"Seeanythin\'?\"hewhispered。

  Joeglancedonallsides。Manymistakeshadtaughthimtobecautious。Hehadlearnedfromexperiencethatforeverywoodlandcreaturehesaw,thereweretenwatchinghiseverymove。Justnowhecouldnotseeevenalittleredsquirrel。Everywhereweresturdyhickoryandoaktrees,thicketsandhazelnuts,slenderashsaplings,and,intheopenglades,patchesofsumach。

  Rottingtreeslayontheground,whilefernsnoddedlong,slenderheadsoverthefallenmonarchs。Joecouldmakeoutnothingbutthecolorsofthewoods,thegrayofthetreetrunks,and,intheopeningsthroughtheforest—green,thedeadpurplehazeofforestsfartheron。Hesmiled,and,shakinghisheadatthehunter,byhisactionadmittedfailure。

  \"Tryagain。Deadahead,\"whisperedWetzel。

  Joebentadirectgazeontheclumpofsassafrasonehundredfeetahead。Hesearchedtheopenplaces,theshadows——eventhebranches。Thenheturnedhiseyesslowlytotheright。Whateverwasdiscernibletohumanvisionhestudiedintently。Suddenlyhiseyebecamefixedonasmallobjectprotrudingfrombehindabeechtree。Itwaspointed,andincolordarkerthanthegraybarkofthebeech。Ithadbeenaveryeasymattertopassoverthislittlething;butnowthattheladsawit,heknewtowhatitbelonged。

  \"That\'sabuck\'sear,\"hereplied。

  HardlyhadhefinishedspeakingwhenWetzelintentionallysnappedatwig。

  Therewasacrashandcommotioninthethicket;branchesmovedandsmallsaplingswaved;thenoutintotheopengladeboundedalargebuckwithawhistleofalarm。Throwinghisrifletoalevel,Joewastryingtocovertheboundingdeer,whenthehunterstruckuphispiece。

  \"Lad,don\'tkillferthesakeofkillin,\"hesaid,quietly。\"Wehaveplentyofvenison。We\'llgoarterabuffalo。Ihevahankerin\'feragoodrumpsteak。\"

  Halfanhourlater,thehuntersemergedfromtheforestintoawideplainofwavinggrass。Itwasakindofovalvalley,encircledbyhills,andhadbeenatonetime,perhaps,coveredwithwater。Joesawaherdoflargeanimalsbrowsing,likecattle,inameadow。Hisheartbeathigh,foruntilthatmomenttheonlybuffalohehadseenwerethefewwhichstoodontheriverbanksastheraftpasseddowntheOhio。Hewouldsurelygetashotatoneofthesehugefellows。

  WetzelbadeJoedoexactlyashedid,whereuponhedroppedonhishandsandkneesandbegantocrawlthroughthelonggrass。Thiswaseasyforthehunter,butverybardfortheladtoaccomplish。Still,hemanagedtokeephiscomradeinsight,whichwasamatterforcongratulation,becausethemancrawledasfastashewalked。Atlength,afterwhattoJoeseemedaverylongtime,thehunterpaused。

  \"Arewenearenough?\"whisperedJoe,breathlessly。

  \"Nope。We\'rejustcirclin\'on\'em。Thewind\'snotright,an\'I\'mafeeredthey\'llgetourscent。\"

  Wetzelrosecarefullyandpeepedoverthetopofthegrass;then,droppingonallfours,heresumedtheadvance。

  Hepausedagain,presentlyandwaitedforJoetocomeup。

  \"Seehere,youngfellar,remember,neverhurryunlessthebiznesscallsferspeed,an\'thenactlikelightnin\'。\"

  Thusadmonishingtheeagerlad,Wetzelcontinuedtocrawl。Itwaseasyforhim。Joewonderedhowthosewideshouldersgotbetweentheweedsandgrasseswithoutbreaking,or,atleast,shakingthem。Butsoitwas。

  \"Flatnow,\"whisperedWetzel,puttinghisbroadhandonJoe\'sbackandpressinghimdown。\"Now\'syertimefergoodpractice。Trailyerrifleoveryerback——ifyercarefulitwon\'tslideoff——an\'reachoutfarwithonearman\'

  digyerfingersindeep。Thenpullyerselfforrard。\"

  Wetzelslippedthroughthegrasslikeahugebuckskinsnake。Hislong,lithebodywormeditswayamongthereeds。ButforJoe,evenwiththeadvantageofhavingthehunter\'strailtofollow,itwasdifficultwork。Thedryreedsbrokeunderhim,andthestalksofsaw—gassshook。Heworkedpersistentlyatit,learningallthewhile,andimprovingwitheveryrod。Hewassurprisedtohearaswish,followedbyadullblowontheground。Raisinghishead,helookedforward。Hesawthehunterwipehistomahawkonthegrass。

  \"Snake,\"whisperedWetzel。

  Joesawahugeblacksnakesquirminginthegrass。Itsheadhadbeensevered。

  Hecaughtglimpsesofothersnakesglidingaway,andglossyroundmolesdartingintotheirholes。Agrayrabbitstartedoffwithaleap。

  \"We\'renearenough,\"whisperedWetzel,stoppingbehindabush。Heroseandsurveyedtheplain;thenmotionedJoetolook。

  Joeraisedhimselfonhisknees。Ashisgazereachedthelevelofthegrassyplainhisheartleaped。Notfiftyyardsawaywasagreat,shaggy,blackbuffalo。Hewasthekingoftheherd;butillatease,forhepawedthegrassandshookhishugebead。Nearhimwereseveralcowsandahalf—growncalf。

  Beyondwasthemainherd,extendingasfarasJoecouldsee——agreatseaofblackhumps!Theladbreathedhardashetookinthegrandsight。

  \"Pickoutthelittlefellar——thereddish—brownone——an\'plughimbehindtheshoulder。Shootclosenow,ferifwemiss,mebbeIcan\'thitone,becauseI\'mnotusedtoshootin\'atsichsmallmarks。\"

  Wetzel\'sraresmilelighteduphisdarkface。Probablyhecouldhaveshotaflyoffthehornofthebull,ifoneofthebigfliesorbees,plainlyvisibleastheyswirledaroundthehugehead,hadalightedthere。

  Joeslowlyraisedhisrifle。Hehadcoveredthecalf,andwasabouttopullthetrigger,when,withasagacityfarbeyondhisexperienceashunter,hewhisperedtoWetzel:

  \"IfIfiretheymayruntowardus。\"

  \"Nope;they\'llrunaway,\"answeredWetzel,thinkingtheladwasaskeenasanIndian。

  Joequicklycoveredthecalfagain,andpulledthetrigger。Bellowingloudthebigbulldashedoff。Theherdswungaroundtowardthewest,andsoonweregallopingoffwithalumberingroar。Theshaggyhumpsbobbedupanddownlikehot,angrywavesonastorm—blackenedsea。

  Upongoingforward,WetzelandJoefoundthecalflyingdeadinthegrass。

  \"Youmighthevdidbetter\'nthat,\"remarkedthehunter,ashesawwherethebullethadstruck。\"Youwentalittletooferback,butmebbethetwas\'causethecalfsteppedasyoushot。\"

  ChapterXV。

  Sothedayspassedswiftly,dreamily,eachonebringingJoeakeenerdelight。

  Inasinglemonthhewasasgoodawoodsmanasmanypioneerswhohadpassedyearsontheborder,forhehadtheadvantageofateacherwhosewoodcraftwasincomparable。Besides,hewasnaturallyquickinlearning,andwithallhisinterestcentereduponforestlore,itwasnowonderheassimilatedmuchofWetzel\'sknowledge。Hewaseverwillingtoundertakeanythingwherebyhemightlearn。Oftenwhentheyweremilesawayinthedenseforest,farfromtheircave,heaskedWetzeltolethimtrytoleadthewaybacktocamp。Andheneverfailedonce,thoughmanytimeshegotoffastraightcourse,therebymissingtheeasytravelling。

  Joedidwonderfullywell,buthelacked,asnearlyallwhitemendo,thesubtler,intuitiveforest—instinct,whichmakestheIndianasmuchathomeinthewoodsasinhisteepee。Wetzelhadthisdevelopedtoahighdegree。Itwasborninhim。Yearsoftraining,yearsofpassionate,unrelentingsearchforIndians,hadgivenhimaknowledgeofthewildsthatwasincomprehensibletowhitemen,andappallingtohisredfoes。

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