第9章
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  JoesawhowWetzelusedthisability,butwhatitreallywasbaffledhim。Herealizedthatwordswerenotadequatetoexplainfullythisgreatart。Itspossessionrequiredamarvelouslykeenvision,aneyeperfectlyfamiliarwitheverycreature,tree,rock,shrubandthingbelongingintheforest;aneyesoquickinflightastodetectinstantlytheslightestchangeinnature,oranythingunnaturaltothatenvironment。Thehearingmustbedelicate,likethatofadeer,andthefineritis,thekeenerwillbethewoodsman。Lastly,thereisthefeelingthatpromptstheoldhuntertosay:\"Nogameto—day。\"Itissomethinginhimthatspeakswhen,asheseesanight—hawkcirclinglowneartheground,hesays:\"Astormto—morrow。\"ItiswhatmakesanIndianathomeinanywilderness。Thecloudsmayhidetheguidingstar;thenorthingmaybelost;theremaybenomossonthetrees,ordifferenceintheirbark;theridgesmaybeflatorlostaltogether,andtheremaybenowater—courses;yettheIndianbravealwaysgoesforhisteepee,straightasacrowflies。ItwasthisvoicewhichrightlybadeWetzel,whenhewasbaffledbyanIndian\'strailfadingamongtherocks,tocross,orcircle,oradvanceinthedirectiontakenbyhiswilyfoe。

  Joehadpracticedtrailingdeerandotherhoofedgame,untilhewastrueasahound。Thenhebegantoperfecthimselfintheartoffollowingahumanbeingthroughtheforest。ExceptafewoldIndiantrails,whichtherainhadhalfobliterated,hehadnotrackstodiscoversaveWetzel\'s,andthesewereashardtofindastheairycourseofagrosbeak。Onsoftgroundormarshygrass,whichWetzelavoidedwherehecould,heleftafainttrail,butonahardsurface,forallthetracesheleft,hemightaswellnothavegoneoverthegroundatall。

  Joe\'spersistencestoodhimingoodstead;hehungon,andthemorehefailed,theharderhetried。OftenhewouldslipoutofthecaveafterWetzelhadgone,andtrytofindwhichwayhehadtaken。Inbrief,theladbecameafinemarksman,agoodhunter,andaclose,perseveringstudentofthewilderness。

  Helovedthewoods,andalltheycontained。Helearnedthehabitsofthewildcreatures。Eachdeer,eachsquirrel,eachgrousethathekilled,taughthimsomelesson。

  Hewasalwaysupwiththelarktowatchthesunriseredandgrandovertheeasternhills,andchaseawaythewhitemistfromthevalleys。Evenifhewasnothunting,orroamingthewoods,ifitwasnecessaryforhimtolielowincampawaitingWetzel\'sreturn,hewasalwayscontent。Manyhoursheidledawaylyingonhisback,withthewestwindblowingsoftlyoverhim,hiseyeonthedistanthills,wherethecloudshadowssweptacrosswithslow,majesticmovement,likehugeshipsatsea。

  IfWetzelandJoewerefardistantfromthecave,aswasoftenthecase,theymadecampintheopenwoods,anditwasherethatJoe\'scontentmentwasfullest。Twilightshadesstealingdownoverthecamp—fire;thecheeryglowofredembers;thecracklingofdrystocks;thesweetsmellofwoodsmoke,allhadfortheladasubtle,potentcharm。

  Thehunterwouldbroilavenisonsteak,orapartridge,onthecoals。Thentheywouldlighttheirpipesandsmokewhiletwilightdeepened。Theoppressivestillnessoftheearlyeveninghouralwaysbroughttotheyoungermanasensationofawe。Atfirstheattributedthistothefactthathewasnewtothislife;however,asthedayspassedandtheemotionremained,nay,grewstronger,heconcludeditwasimpartedbythisclosecommunionwithnature。

  Deepsolemn,tranquil,thegloaminghourbroughthimnoordinaryfullnessofjoyandclearnessofperception。

  \"Doyoueverfeelthisstillness?\"heaskedWetzeloneevening,astheysatneartheirflickeringfire。

  Thehunterpuffedhispipe,and,likeanIndian,seemedtoletthequestiontakedeeproot。

  \"I\'vescalpedredskinseveryhourintheday,\'ceptin\'twilight,\"hereplied。

  Joewonderednolongerwhetherthehunterwastoohardenedtofeelthisbeautifultranquillity。ThathourwhichwooedWetzelfromhisimplacablepursuitwasindeedabewitchingoneTherewasneveratime,whenJoelayaloneincampwaitingforWetzel,thathedidnothopethehunterwouldreturnwithinformationofIndians。Themannevertalkedaboutthesavages,andifhespokeatallitwastotellofsomeincidentofhisday\'stravel。Oneeveninghecamebackwithalargeblackfoxthathehadkilled。

  \"Whatbeautiful,glossyfur!\"saidJoe。\"Ineversawablackfoxbefore。\"

  \"I\'vebeenlayin\'ferthisfellarsometime,\"repliedWetzel,ashebeganhisfirsteveningtask,thatofcombinghishair。\"Jestbackhereinaclumpofcottonwoodsthere\'sahollerlogfullofleaves。Happenin\'toseeablacksnakesneakin\'round,Ithoughtmebbehewasuptosomethin\',soIinvestigated,an\'

  foundanestfullofyoungrabbits。Ikilledthesnake,an\'arterthattookaninterestin\'em。EverytimeIpassedI\'dlookinatthebunnies,an\'eachtimeIseensignsthatsometarnalvarminthadbeenprowlin\'round。OnedayI

  missedabunny,an\'nextdayanother;soonuntilonlyonewasleft,apeartwhiteandgraylittlescamp。Somethin\'wasstealin\'of\'em,an\'itmadememad。Soyistiddayan\'to—dayIwatched,an\'finallyIpluggedthisblackthief。Yes,he\'sgotaglossycoat;buthe\'sabadunferallhisfinelooks。

  Theseblackfoxesarebigger,strongeran\'cunninerthanredones。Ineverylitteryou\'llfindadarkone,theblacksheepofthefamily。Becausehegrowssomuchfaster,an\'stealsallthefoodfromtheothers,themotherjesttakeshimbythenapeoftheneckan\'chuckshimoutintheworldtoshiftferhisself。An\'it\'sagoodthing。\"

  ThenextdayWetzeltoldJoetheywouldgoacrosscountrytoseeknewgamefields。Accordinglythetwosetout,andtrampedindustriouslyuntilevening。

  Theycameuponacountrynolessbeautifulthantheonetheyhadleft,thoughthepicturesquecliffsandruggedhillshadgivenwaytoarollingland,theluxurianceofwhichwasexplainedbytheabundantspringsandstreams。Forestsandfieldswerethicklyinterspersedwithbubblingsprings,narrowanddeepstreams,andhereandthereasmalllakewitharunningoutlet。

  Wetzelhadsaidlittleconcerningthisregion,butthatlittlewasenoughtorouseallJoe\'seagerness,foritwastotheeffectthattheywerenowinacountrymuchtraversedbyIndians,especiallyrunnersandhuntingpartiestravellingfromnorthtosouth。Thehunterexplainedthatthroughthecenterofthistractranabuffaloroad;thatthebuffaloalwayspickedoutthestraightest,lowestanddryestpathfromonerangetoanother,andtheIndiansfollowedthesefirstpathfinders。

  JoeandWetzelmadecamponthebankofastreamthatnight,andastheladwatchedthehunterbuildahiddencamp—fire,hepeeredfurtivelyaroundhalfexpectingtoseedarkformsscurryingthroughtheforest。Wetzelwasextremelycautious。Hestrippedpiecesofbarkfromfallentreesandbuiltalittlehutoverhisfirewood。Herubbedsomepowderonapieceofpunk,andthenwithflintandsteeldroppedtwoorthreesparksontheinflammablesubstance。Soonhehadablaze。Hearrangedthecoveringsothatnotarayoflightescaped。

  Whentheflameshadsubsided,andthewoodhadburneddowntoaglowingbedofred,hethrewasidethebark,andbroiledthestripsofvenisontheyhadbroughtwiththem。

  Theyrestedonabedofboughswhichtheyhadcutandarrangedalongsideahugelog。ForhoursJoelayawake,hecouldnotsleep。Helistenedtothebreezerustlingtheleaves,andshiveredatthethoughtofthesighingwindhehadonceheardmoanthroughtheforest。Presentlyheturnedover。TheslightnoiseinstantlyawakenedWetzelwholiftedhisdarkfacewhilehelistenedintently。Hespokeoneword:\"Sleep,\"andlaybackagainontheleaves。Joeforcedhimselftobequiet,relaxedallhismusclesandsoonslumbered。

  OnthemorrowWetzelwentouttolookoverthehuntingprospects。Aboutnoonhereturned。Joewassurprisedtofindsomeslightchangeinthehunter。Hecouldnottellwhatitwas。

  \"IseenInjunsign,\"saidWetzel。\"There\'snotellin\'howsoonwemayrunaginthesneaks。Wecan\'thunthere。Likeasnotthere\'sHuronsandDelawaresskulkin\'round。IthinkI\'dbettertakeyoubacktothevillage。\"

  \"It\'sallonmyaccountyousaythat,\"saidJoe。

  \"Sure,\"Wetzelreplied。

  \"Ifyouwerealonewhatwouldyoudo?\"

  \"IcalkilateI\'dhuntfersomered—skinnedgame。\"

  Thesuprememomenthadcome。Joe\'sheartbeathard。Hecouldnotmissthisopportunity;hemuststaywiththehunter。HelookedcloselyatWetzel。

  \"Iwon\'tgobacktothevillage,\"hesaid。

  Thehunterstoodinhisfavoriteposition,leaningonhislongrifle,andmadenoresponse。

  \"Iwon\'tgo,\"continuedJoe,earnestly。\"Letmestaywithyou。IfatanytimeIhamperyou,orcannotkeepthepace,thenleavemetoshiftformyself;butdon\'tmakemegountilIweaken。Letmestay。\"

  FireandfearlessnessspokeinJoe\'severyword,andhisgrayeyescontractedwiththeirpeculiarsteelyflash。Plainitwasthat,whilehemightfailtokeeppacewithWetzel,hedidnotfearthisdangerouscountry,and,ifitmustbe,wouldfaceitalone。

  Wetzelextendedhisbroadhandandgavehiscomrade\'saviselikesqueeze。Toallowtheladtoremainwithhimwasmorethanhewouldhavedoneforanyotherpersonintheworld。Farbettertokeeptheladunderhisprotectionwhileitwaspossible,forJoewastakingthatwar—trailwhichhadforeveryhunter,somewherealongitsbloodycourse,abullet,aknife,oratomahawk。

  WetzelknewthatJoewasconsciousofthisinevitableconclusion,foritshowedinhiswhiteface,andintheresolveinhisbig,grayeyes。

  Sothere,intheshadeofatoweringoak,theIndian—killeradmittedtheboyintohisfriendship,andintoalifewhichwouldnolongerbeplay,buteventful,stirring,hazardous。

  \"Wal,lad,stay,\"hesaid,withthatraresmilewhichbrightenedhisdarkfacelikearayofstraysunshine。\"We\'llhangroundthesedigginsafewdays。

  Firstoff,we\'lltakeinthelayoftheland。Yougodownstreamawaysan\'

  scoutroundsome,whileIgoup,an\'thencircledown。Moveslow,now,an\'

  don\'tmissnothin\'。\"

  Joefollowedthestreamamileormore。Hekeptcloseintheshadeofwillows,andneverwalkedacrossanopengladewithoutfirstwaitingandwatching。Helistenedtoallsounds;butnonewereunfamiliar。Hecloselyexaminedthesandalongthestream,andthemossandleavesunderthetrees。WhenhehadbeenseparatedfromWetzelseveralhours,andconcludedhewouldslowlyreturntocamp,heranacrossawell—beatenpathwindingthroughtheforest。Thiswas,perhaps,oneofthebridle—trailsWetzelhadreferredto。Hebentovertheworngrasswithkeenscrutiny。

  CRACK!

  Theloudreportofaheavilychargedriflerangout。Joefeltthezipofabulletasitfannedhischeek。Withanagileleaphegainedtheshelterofatree,frombehindwhichhepeepedtoseewhohadshotathim。HewasjustintimetodetectthedarkformofanIndiandartbehindthefoliageanhundredyardsdownthepath。JoeexpectedtoseeotherIndians,andtohearmoreshots,buthewasmistaken。Evidentlythesavagewasalone,forthetreeJoehadtakenrefugebehindwasscarcelylargeenoughtoscreenhisbody,whichdisadvantagetheotherIndianswouldhavebeenquicktonote。

  Joecloselywatchedtheplacewherehisassailanthaddisappeared,andpresentlysawadarkhand,thenanakedelbow,andfinallytheramrodofarifle。Thesavagewasreloading。Soonarifle—barrelprotrudedfrombehindthetree。Withhisheartbeatinglikeatrip—hammer,andtheskintighteningonhisface,Joescreenedhisbodyasbesthemight。Thetreewassmall,butitservedasapartialprotection。Rapidlyherevolvedinhismindplanstooutwittheenemy。TheIndianwasbehindalargeoakwithalowlimboverwhichhecouldfirewithoutexposinghisownpersontodanger。

  \"Bang!\"TheIndian\'sriflebellowed;thebulletcrumbledthebarkclosetoJoe\'sface。Theladyelled,loudly,staggeredtohisknees,andthenfellintothepath,wherehelayquiet。

  Theredskingaveanexultantshout。Seeingthatthefallenfigureremainedquitemotionlesshesteppedforward,drawinghisknifeashecame。Hewasayoungbrave,quickandeagerinhismovements,andcamenimblyupthepathtogainhiscovetedtrophy,thepaleface\'sscalp。

  SuddenlyJoesatup,raisedhisriflequicklyasthought,andfiredpoint—blankattheIndian。

  Buthemissed。

  Theredskinstoppedaghastwhenhesawtheladthusseeminglycomebacktolife。Then,realizingthatJoe\'saimhadbeenfutile,heboundedforward,brandishinghisknife,andutteringinfuriatedyells。

  Joerosetohisfeetwithrifleswunghighabovehishead。

  Whenthesavagewaswithintwentyfeet,sonearthatbigdark,face,swollenwithfiercepassion,couldbeplainlydiscerned,apeculiarwhistlingnoisesoundedoverJoe\'sshoulder。Itwasaccompanied,ratherthanfollowed,byaclear,ringingrifleshot。

  TheIndianstoppedasifhehadencounteredaheavyshockfromatreeorstonebarringhisway。Clutchingathisbreast,heutteredaweirdcry,andsankslowlyonthegrass。

  Joeranforwardtobendovertheprostratefigure。TheIndian,aslender,handsomeyoungbrave,hadbeenshotthroughthebreast。Heheldhishandtightlyoverthewound,whilebrightredbloodtrickledbetweenhisfingers,floweddownhisside,andstainedthegrass。

  ThebravelookedsteadilyupatJoe。Shotashewas,dyingasheknewhimselftobe,therewasnoyieldinginthedarkeye——onlyanunquenchablehatred。

  Thentheeyesglazed;thefingersceasedtwitching。

  JoewasbendingoveradeadIndian。

  Itflashedintohismind,ofcourse,thatWetzelhadcomeupintimetosavehislife,buthedidnotdwellonthethought;heshrankfromthisviolentdeathofahumanbeing。Butitwasfromtheaspectofthedead,notfromremorseforthedeed。Hisheartbeatfast,hisfingerstrembled,yethefeltonlyastrangecoldnessinallhisbeing。Thesavagehadtriedtokillhim,perhaps,evennow,haditnotbeenforthehunter\'sunerringaim,wouldhavebeengloatingoverabloodyscalp。

  Joefelt,ratherthanheard,theapproachofsomeone,andheturnedtoseeWetzelcomingdownthepath。

  \"He\'saloneShawneerunner,\"saidthehunter,gazingdownatthedeadIndian。

  \"Hewastryin\'towinhiseagleplumes。Iseenyoubothfromthehillside。\"

  \"Youdid!\"exclaimedJoe。Thenhelaughed。\"Itwasluckyforme。Itriedthedodgeyoutaughtme,butinmyeagernessImissed。\"

  \"Wal,youhadn\'tnocallferhurry。Youworkedthetrickclever,butyoumissedhimwhentherewasplentyoftime。Ihadtoshootoveryourshoulder,orI\'dhevpluggedhimsooner。\"

  \"Wherewereyou?\"askedJoe。

  \"Uptherebythatbitofsumach?\"andWetzelpointedtoanopenridgeonahillsidenotlessthanonehundredandfiftyyardsdistant。

  Joewonderedwhichofthetwobullets,thedeath—seekingonefiredbythesavage,orthelife—savingmissilefromWetzel\'sfatalweapon,hadpassednearesttohim。

  \"Come,\"saidthehunter,afterhehadscalpedtheIndian。

  \"What\'stobedonewiththissavage?\"inquiredJoe,asWetzelstartedupthepath。

  \"Lethimlay。\"

  Theyreturnedtocampwithoutfurtherincident。Whilethehunterbusiedhimselfreinforcingtheirtemporaryshelter——forthecloudslookedthreatening——Joecutupsomebuffalomeat,andthenwentdowntothebrookforagourdofwater。HecamehurriedlybacktowhereWetzelwasworking,andspokeinavoicewhichhevainlyendeavorstoholdsteady:

  \"Comequickly。Ihaveseensomethingwhichmaymeanagooddeal。\"

  Heledthewaydowntothebrookside。

  \"Look!\"Joesaid,pointingatthewater。

  Herethesteamwasabouttwofeetdeep,perhapstwentywide,andhadjustanoticeablecurrent。Shortlybefore,ithadbeenasclearasabrightsummersky;itwasnowtingedwithyellowcloudsthatslowlyfloateddownstream,eachoneenlargingandbecomingfainterastheclearwaterpermeatedandstained。

  Grainsofsandglidedalongwiththecurrent,littlepiecesofbarkfloatedonthesurface,andminnowsdartedtoandfronibblingatthesedriftingparticles。

  \"Deerwouldn\'troilthewaterlikethat。Whatdoesitmean?\"askedJoe。

  \"Injuns,an\'notferaway。\"

  Wetzelreturnedtotheshelterandtoreitdown。Thenhebentthebranchofabeechtreelowovertheplace。Hepulleddownanotherbranchovertheremainsofthecamp—fire。Theseprecautionsmadethespotlessstriking。WetzelknewthatanIndianscoutneverglancescasually;hisrovingeyessurveytheforest,perhapsquickly,butthoroughly。Anunnaturalpositionofbushorlogalwaysleadstoanexamination。

  Thisdone,thehuntergraspedJoe\'shandandledhimuptheknoll。Makinghiswaybehindawell—screenedtree,whichhadbeenuprooted,heselectedapositionwhere,hiddenthemselves,theycouldseethecreek。

  HardlyhadWetzel,admonishedJoetolieperfectlystill,whenfromashortdistanceupthestreamcamethesoundofsplashingwater;butnothingcouldbeseenabovetheopenglade,asinthatdirectionwillowslinedthecreekindensethickets。Thenoisegrewmoreaudible。

  SuddenlyJoefeltamuscularcontractionpassoverthepowerfulframelyingclosebesidehim。Itwasaconvulsivethrillsuchaspassesthroughatigerwhenheisabouttospringuponhisquarry。Sosubtleandstrongwasitsmeaning,soclearlydiditconveytotheladwhatwascoming,thathefeltithimself;savethatinhiscaseitwasacold,chillshudder。

  Breathlesssuspensefollowed。ThenintotheopenspacealongthecreekglidedatallIndianwarrior。Hewasknee—deepinthewater,wherehewadedwithlow,cautioussteps。Hisgarish,befrilledcostumeseemedfamiliartoJoe。Hecarriedarifleatalowtrail,andpassedslowlyaheadwithevidentdistrust。

  Theladbelievedherecognizedthathead,withitstangledblackhair,andwhenhesawtheswarthy,villainouscountenanceturnedfulltowardhim,heexclaimed:

  \"Girty!by———\"

  Wetzel\'spowerfularmforcedhimsohardagainstthelogthathecouldnotcompletetheexclamation;buthecouldstillsee。Girtyhadnotheardthatstifledcry,forhecontinuedhisslowwading,andpresentlyhistall,gaudilydecoratedformpassedoutofsight。

  Anothersavageappearedintheopenspace,andthenanother。Closebetweenthemwalkedawhiteman,withhandsboundbehindhim。Theprisonerandguardsdisappeareddownstreamamongthewillows。

  Thesplashingcontinued——grewevenlouderthanbefore。Awarriorcameintoview,thenanother,andanother。Theywalkedclosetogether。Twomorefollowed。Theywerewadingbythesideofaraftmadeofseverallogs,uponwhichweretwoprostratefiguresthatcloselyresembledhumanbeings。

  JoewassointentuponthelitheformsoftheIndiansthathebarelygotaglimpseoftheirfloatingprize,whateveritmighthavebeen。Bringinguptherearwasanathleticwarrior,whosebroadshoulders,sinewyarms,andshaved,polishedheadJoerememberedwell。ItwastheShawneechief,Silvertip。

  Whenhe,too,passedoutofsightinthecurveofwillows,Joefoundhimselftrembling。HeturnedeagerlytoWetzel;butinstantlyrecoiled。

  Terrible,indeed,hadbeenthehunter\'stransformation。Allcalmnessoffacialexpressionwasgone;hewasnowstern,somber。Anintenseemotionwasvisibleinhiswhiteface;hiseyesseemedreducedtotwodarkshiningpoints,andtheyemittedsofierce,sopiercingaflash,sodeadlyalight,thatJoecouldnotbeartheirglitteringgaze。

  \"Threewhitecaptives,twoof\'emwomen,\"utteredthehunter,asifweighinginhismindtheimportanceofthisfact。

  \"Werethosewomenontheraft?\"questionedJoe,andasWetzelonlynodded,hecontinued,\"Awhitemanandtwowomen,sixwarriors,Silvertip,andthatrenegade,JimGirty!\"

  WetzeldeignednottoanswerJoe\'spassionateoutburst,butmaintainedsilenceandhisrigidposture。Joeglancedoncemoreatthesternface。

  \"Consideringwe\'dgoafterGirtyandhisredskinsiftheywerealone,we\'reprettylikelytogoquickernowthatthey\'vegotwhitewomenprisoners,eh?\"

  andJoelaughedfiercelybetweenhisteeth。

  Thelad\'sheartexpanded,whilealongeverynervetingledanexquisitethrillofexcitement。Hehadyearnedforwild,borderlife。Herehewasinit,withthehunterwhosenamealonewastothesavagesasymbolforallthatwasterrible。

  Wetzelevidentlydecidedquicklyonwhatwastobedone,forinfewwordshedirectedJoetocutupsomuchofthebuffalomeatastheycouldstowintheirpockets。Then,biddingtheladtofollow,heturnedintothewoods,walkingrapidly,andstoppingnowandthenforabriefinstant。Soontheyemergedfromtheforestintomoreopencountry。Theyfacedawideplainskirtedontherightbyalong,windingstripofbrightgreenwillowswhichmarkedthecourseofthestream。OntheedgeofthisplainWetzelbrokeintoarun。Hekeptthispaceforadistanceofanhundredyards,thenstoppedtolistenintentlyasheglancedsharplyonallsides,afterwhichhewasoffagain。

  HalfwayacrossthisplainJoe\'swindbegantofail,andhisbreathingbecamelabored;buthekeptclosetothehunter\'sheels。Oncehelookedbacktoseeagreatwideexpanseofwavinggrass。Theyhadcoveredperhapsfourmilesatarapidpace,andwerenearingtheothersideoftheplain。Theladfeltasifhisheadwasabouttoburst;asharppainseizeduponhisside;ablood—redfilmobscuredhissight。Hekeptdoggedlyon,andwhenutterlyexhaustedfelltotheground。

  When,afewminuteslater,havingrecoveredhisbreath,hegotup,theyhadcrossedtheplainandwereinagroveofbeeches。Directlyinfrontofhimranaswiftstream,whichwasdividedattherockyheadofwhatappearedtobeawoodedisland。Therewasonlyaslightrippleandfallofthewater,and,afterasecondglance,itwasevidentthatthepointoflandwasnotanisland,butaportionofthemainlandwhichdividedthestream。Thebranchestookalmostoppositecourses。

  JoewonderediftheyhadheadedofftheIndians。Certainlytheyhadrunfastenough。Hewaswetwithperspiration。HeglancedatWetzel,whowasstandingnear。Theman\'sbroadbreastroseandfellalittlefaster;thatwastheonlyevidenceofexertion。Theladhadapainfulfeelingthathecouldneverkeeppacewiththehunter,ifthisfive—milerunwasasampleofthespeedhewouldbeforcedtomaintain。

  \"They\'vegotaheadofus,butwhichcrickdidtheytake?\"queriedWetzel,asthoughdebatingthequestionwithhimself。

  \"Howdoyouknowthey\'vepassed?\"

  \"Wecircled,\"answeredWetzel,asheshookhisheadandpointedintothebushes。Joesteppedoverandlookedintothethicket。Hefoundaquantityofdeadleaves,sticks,andlitterthrownaside,exposingtolightalong,hollowedplaceontheground。Itwaswhatwouldbeseenafterrollingoveralogthathadlainforalongtime。Littlefurrowsintheground,holes,mounds,andcuriouswindingpassagesshowedwheregrubsandcricketshadmadetheirhomes。Thefrightenedinsectswerenowrunningroundwildly。

  \"Whatwashere?Alog?\"

  \"Atwenty—footcanoewashidunderthetstuff。TheInjunshastakenoneofthesestreams。\"

  \"Howcanwetellwhichone?\"

  \"Mebbewecan\'t;butwe\'lltry。Grabupafewofthembugs,gobelowthetrockypoint,an\'crawlclosetothebanksoyoucanjestpeepover。Bekeerfulnottoshowthetipofyourhead,an\'don\'tknocknothin\'off\'enthebankintothewater。Watchfertrout。Lookeverywheres,an\'dropinabugnowandthen。I\'lldothesamefertheotherstream。Thenwe\'llcomebackherean\'

  talkoverwhatthefishhastosayabouttheInjuns。\"

  Joewalkeddownstreamafewpaces,and,droppingonhisknees,crawledcarefullytotheedgeofthebank。Heslightlypartedthegrasssohecouldpeepthrough,andfoundhimselfdirectlyoverapoolwithanarrowshoalrunningoutfromtheoppositebank。Thewaterwassoclearhecouldseethepebblybottominallparts,exceptadarkholenearabendintheshorecloseby。Hedidnotseealivingthinginthewater,notacrawfish,turtle,norevenafrog。Hepeeredroundclosely,thenflippedinoneofthebugshehadbroughtalong。Ashinyyellowfishflaredupfromthedepthsofthedeepholeanddisappearedwiththecricket;butitwasabassorapike,notatrout。

  Wetzelhadsaidtherewereafewtroutlivingnearthecoolspringsofthesestreams。Theladtriedagaintocoaxonetothesurface。Thistimethemorefortunatecricketswamandhoppedacrossthestreamtosafety。

  WhenJoe\'seyeswerethoroughlyaccustomedtotheclearwater,withitsdeceivinglightsandshades,hesawafishlyingsnugunderthesideofastone。Theladthoughtherecognizedthesnub—nose,thehooked,wolfishjaw,buthecouldnotgetsufficientofaviewtoclassifyhim。Hecrawledtoamoreadvantageouspositionfartherdownstream,andthenhepeeredagainthroughthewoods。Yes,sureenough,hehadespiedatrout。Hewellknewthosespottedsilversides,thatbroad,squaretail。Suchamonster!Inhisadmirationforthefellow,andhiswishforahookandlinetotryconclusionswithhim,Joemomentarilyforgothisobject。Remembering,hetossedoutabig,fatcricket,whichalightedonthewaterjustabovethefish。Thetroutnevermoved,norevenblinked。Theladtriedagain,withnobettersuccess。Thefishwouldnotrise。ThereuponJoereturnedtothepointwherehehadleftWetzeL

  \"Icouldn\'tseenothin\'overthere,\"saidthehunter,whowaswaiting。\"Didyouseeany?\'

  \"One,andabigfellow。\"

  \"Didheseeyou?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Didherisetoabug?\"

  \"No,hedidn\'t;butthenmaybehewasn\'thungry\"answeredJoe,whocouldnotunderstandwhatWetzelwasdrivingat。

  \"Tellmeexactlywhathedid。\"

  \"That\'sjustthetrouble;hedidn\'tdoanything,\"repliedJoe,thoughtfully。

  \"Hejustlaylow,stifflike,underastone。Heneverbattedaneye。Buthisside—finsquiveredlikeanaspenleaf。\"

  \"Themside—finstellusthestory。Girty,an\'hisredskinshevtookthisbranch,\"saidWetzel,positively。\"TheotherleadstotheHurontowns。

  Girty\'sgotaplaceneartheDelawarecampsomewheres。I\'vetriedtofinditagoodmanytimes。He\'stookmore\'nonewhitelassthere,an\'nobodyeverseenheragin。\"

  \"Fiend!Tothinkofawhitewoman,maybeagirllikeNellWells,atthemercyofthosereddevils!\"

  \"Youngfellar,don\'tgowrong。I\'llallowInjunsisbadenough;butIneverhearntellofoneabusin\'awhitewoman,asmayhapyoumean。Injunsmarrywhitewomensometimes;killan\'scalp\'emoften,butthat\'sall。It\'smenofourowncolor,renegadeslikethisGirty,asdoworse\'nmurder。\"

  HerewastheamazingcircumstanceofLewisWetzel,theacknowledgedunsatiablefoeofallredmen,speakingagoodwordforhisenemies。Joewassoastonishedhedidnotattempttoanswer。

  \"Here\'swheretheygotinthecanoe。Onemorelook,an\'thenwe\'reoff,\"saidWetzel。Hestrodeupanddownthesandybeach;examinedthewillows,andscrutinizedthesand。Suddenlyhebentoverandpickedupanobjectfromthewater。Hissharpeyeshadcaughttheglintofsomethingwhite,which,uponbeingexamined,provedtobeasmallivoryorbonebucklewithapiecebrokenout。HeshowedittoJoe。

  \"Byheavens!Wetzel,that\'sabuckleoffNellWell\'sshoe。I\'veseenittoomanytimestomistakeit。\"

  \"IwasafearedGirtyhedyourfriends,thesisters,an\'mebbeyourbrother,too。JackZanesaidtherenegadewashangin\'roundthevillage,an\'thatcouldn\'tbefernogood。\"

  \"Comeon。Let\'skillthefiend!\"criedJoe,whitetothelips。

  \"Icalkilatethey\'reaboutamiledownstream,makin\'campferthenight。I

  knowtheplace。There\'safinespring,an,look!D\'yeseethemcrowsflyin\'

  roundthetbigoakwiththebleachedtop?Hearthemcawin\'?Youmightthinktheywaschasin\'ahawk,orking—birdswerearter\'em,butthetfussthey\'remakin\'isbecausetheyseeInjuns。\"

  \"Well?\"askedJoe,impatiently。

  \"It\'llbemoonlightawhileartermidnight。Welllaylowan\'wait,an\'

  then———\"

  Thesharpclickofhisteeth,likethesnapofasteeltrap,completedthesentence。Joesaidnomore,butfollowedthehunterintothewoods。Stoppingnearafallentree,Wetzelrakedupabundleofleavesandspreadthemontheground。Thenhecutafewspreadingbranchesfromabeech,andleanedthemagainstalog。Biddingtheladcrawlinbeforehetookonelastlookaroundandthenmadehiswayundertheshelter。

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