Part 22 (2/2)

”Not luck exactly,” said Albert. ”You were coming back to the valley on our old trail, and, as I had grown very anxious about you, I was out on the same path to see if I could see any sign of you. It was natural that we should meet, but I think that, after all, d.i.c.k, Providence had the biggest hand in it.”

”No doubt,” said d.i.c.k, and after a moment's pause he added, ”Did it snow much up here?”

”But lightly. The clouds seem to have avoided these mountains.

It was only from your delirium that I gathered the news of the great storm on the plains. Now, I think you've talked enough for an invalid. Drop you head back on that buffalo robe and go to sleep again.”

It seemed so amazing to d.i.c.k ever to receive orders from Albert that he obeyed promptly, closed his eyes, and in five minutes was in sound slumber.

Albert hovered about the room, until he saw that d.i.c.k was asleep and breathing strongly and regularly. Then he put his hand on d.i.c.k's brow, and when he felt the temperature his own eyes were lighted up by a fine smile. That forehead, hot so long, was cool now, and it would be only a matter of a few days until d.i.c.k was his old, strong and buoyant self again. Albert never told his brother how he had gone two days and nights without sleep, watching every moment by the delirious bedside, how, taking the chances, he had dosed him with quinine from their medical stores, and how, later, he had cooked for him the tenderest and most delicate food. Nor did he speak of those awful hours--so many of them--when d.i.c.k's life might go at any time.

Albert knew now that the great crisis was over, and rejoicing, he went forth from Castle Howard. It was his intention to kill another prairie chicken and make more of the soup that d.i.c.k liked so much. As he walked, his manner was expansive, indicating a deep satisfaction. d.i.c.k had saved his life and he had saved d.i.c.k's. But d.i.c.k was still an invalid and it was his duty, meanwhile to carry on the business of the valley. He was sole workman, watchman, and defender, and his spirit rose to meet the responsibility. He would certainly look after his brother as well as anyone could do it.

Albert whistled as he went along, and swung his gun in debonair fas.h.i.+on. It would not take him, an expert borderer and woodsman, long to get that prairie chicken, and after that, as he had said before, it was only a step from gra.s.s to pot.

It was perhaps the greatest hour of Albert Howard's life. He, the helped, was now the helper; he, the defended, was now the defender. His chest could scarcely contain the mighty surge of exultation that heart and lungs together accomplished. He was far from having any rejoicings over d.i.c.k's prostration; he rejoiced instead that he was able, since the prostration had come, to care for both. He had had the forethought and courage to go forth and seek for d.i.c.k, and the strength to save him when found.

Albert broke into a rollicking whistle and he still swung his shotgun somewhat carelessly for a hunter and marksman. He pa.s.sed by one of the geysers just as it was sending up its high column of hot water and its high column of steam. ”That's the way I feel, old fellow,” he said. ”I could erupt with just as much force.”

He resumed his caution farther on and shot two fine, fat prairie hens, returning with them to Castle Howard before d.i.c.k awoke.

When d.i.c.k did awake, the second installment of the soup was ready for him and he ate it hungrily. He was naturally so strong and vigorous and had lived such a wholesome life that he recovered, now that the crisis was past, with astonis.h.i.+ng rapidity. But Albert played the benevolent tyrant for a few days yet, insisting that d.i.c.k should sleep a great number of hours out of every twenty-four, and making him eat four times a day of the tenderest and most succulent things. He allowed him to walk but a little at first, and, though the walks were extended from day to day, made him keep inside when the weather was bad.

d.i.c.k took it all, this alternate spoiling and overlords.h.i.+p, with amazing mildness. He had some dim perception of the true state of affairs, and was willing that his brother should enjoy his triumph to the full. But in a week he was entirely well again, thin and pale yet, but with a pulsing tide in his veins as strong as ever. Then he and Albert took counsel with each other. All trace of snow was gone, even far up on the highest slope, and the valley was a wonderful symphony in green and gold, gold on the lake and green on the new gra.s.s and the new leaves of the trees.

”It's quite settled,” said Albert, ”that we're to stay another year in the valley.”

”Oh, yes,” said d.i.c.k, ”we had already resolved on that, and my excursion on the plains shows that we were wise in doing so. But you know, Al, we can't do fur hunting in the spring and summer.

Furs are not in good condition now.”

”No,” said Albert, ”but we can get ready for the fall and winter, and I propose that we undertake right away a birchbark canoe.

The dugout is a little bit heavy and awkward, hard to control in a high wind, and we'll really need the birch bark.”

”Good enough,” said d.i.c.k. ”We'll do it.”

With the habits of promptness and precision they had learned from old Mother Necessity, they went to work at once, planning and toiling on equal terms, a full half-and-half partners.h.i.+p. Both were in great spirits.

In this task they fell back partly on talk that they had heard from some of the men with whom they had started across the plains, and partly on old reading, and it took quite a lot of time. They looked first for large specimens of the white birch, and finally found several on one of the lower slopes. This was the first and, in fact, the absolutely vital requisite. Without it they could do nothing, but, having located their bark supply, they left the trees and began at the lake edge the upper framework of their canoe, consisting of four strips of cedar, two for either side of the boat, every one of the four having a length of about fifteen feet. These strips had a width of about an inch, with a thickness a third as great.

The strips were tied together in pairs at the ends, and the two pairs were joined together at the same place after the general fas.h.i.+on in use for the construction of such canoes.

The frame being ready, they went to their white birch trees for the bark. They marked off the utmost possible length on the largest and finest tree, made a straight cut through the bark at either end, and triumphantly peeled off a splendid piece, large enough for the entire canoe. Then they laid it on the ground in a nice smooth place and marked off a distance two feet less than their framework or gunwales. They drove into the ground at each end of this s.p.a.ce two tall stakes, three inches apart. The bark was then laid upon the ground inside up and folded evenly throughout its entire length. After that it was lifted and set between the stakes with the edges up. The foot of bark projecting beyond each stake was covered in each case with another piece of bark folded firmly over it and sewed to the sides by means of an awl and deer tendon.

This sewing done, they put a large stone under each end of the bark construction, causing it to sag from the middle in either direction into the curve suitable for a canoe. The gunwale which they had constructed previously was now fitted into the bark, and the bark was st.i.tched tightly to it, both at top and bottom, with a further use of awl and tendon, the winding st.i.tch being used.

They now had the outside of the canoe, but they had drawn many a long breath and perspired many a big drop before it was done.

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