Part 2 (1/2)
III
SAt.u.r.dAY, JULY 25
At breakfast, the Indian, evidently curious to know what would be expected of him the next day, asked me how I spent the Sunday when at home. I told him that I commonly sat in my chamber reading, etc., in the forenoon, and went to walk in the afternoon. At which he shook his head and said, ”Er, that is ver' bad.”
”How do you spend it?” I asked.
He said that he did no work, that he went to church at Oldtown when he was at home; in short, he did as he had been taught by the whites.
When we were was.h.i.+ng the dishes in the lakes, many fishes came close up to us to get the particles of grease.
The weather seemed to be more settled this morning, and we set out early in order to finish our voyage up the lake before the wind arose. Soon after starting, the Indian directed our attention to the Northeast Carry, which we could plainly see, about thirteen miles distant. This carry is a rude wooden railroad running north and south about two miles, perfectly straight, from the lake to the Pen.o.bscot through a low tract, with a clearing three or four rods wide. This opening appeared as a clear bright, or light, point in the horizon, resting on the edge of the lake. We should not have suspected it to be visible if the Indian had not drawn our attention to it. It was a remarkable kind of light to steer for--daylight seen through a vista in the forest--but visible as far as an ordinary beacon by night.
We crossed a deep wide bay north of Kineo, leaving an island on our left and keeping up the eastern side of the lake. We then crossed another broad bay, which, as we could no longer observe the sh.o.r.e particularly, afforded ample time for conversation. The Indian said that he had got his money by hunting, mostly high up the West Branch of the Pen.o.bscot, and toward the head of the St. John. He had hunted there from a boy, and knew all about that region. His game had been beaver, otter, black cat (or fisher), sable, moose, etc. Canada lynx were plenty yet in burnt grounds. For food in the woods he uses partridges, ducks, dried moose meat, hedgehog, etc. Loons, too, were good, only ”bile 'em good.”
Pointing into the bay he said that it was the way to various lakes which he knew. Only solemn bear-haunted mountains with their great wooded slopes were visible. The Indian said that he had been along there several times. I asked him how he guided himself in the woods.
”Oh,” said he, ”I can tell good many ways.”
When I pressed him further he answered, ”Sometimes I look.u.m sidehill,”
and he glanced toward a high hill or mountain on the eastern sh.o.r.e; ”great difference between the north and south; see where the sun has shone most. So trees--the large limbs bend toward south. Sometimes I look.u.m locks” (rocks).
I asked what he saw on the rocks, but he did not describe anything in particular, answering vaguely, in a mysterious or drawling tone, ”bare locks on lake sh.o.r.e--great difference between north, south, east, west side--can tell what the sun has shone on.”
”Suppose,” said I, ”that I should take you in a dark night right up here into the middle of the woods a hundred miles, set you down, and turn you round quickly twenty times, could you steer straight to Oldtown?”
”Oh, yer,” said he, ”have done pretty much same thing. I will tell you.
Some years ago I met an old white hunter at Millinocket; very good hunter. He said he could go anywhere in the woods. He wanted to hunt with me that day, so we start. We chase a moose all the forenoon, round and round, till middle of afternoon, when we kill him. Then I said to him, 'Now you go straight to camp.'
”He said, 'I can't do that. I don't know where I am.'
”'Where you think camp?' I asked.
”He pointed so. Then I laugh at him. I take the lead and go right off the other way, cross our tracks many times, straight camp.”
”How do you do that?” asked I.
”Oh, I can't tell _you_,” he replied. ”Great difference between me and white man.”
It appeared as if the sources of information were so various that he did not give a distinct conscious attention to any one, and so could not readily refer to any when questioned about it, but he found his way very much as an animal does. Perhaps what is commonly called instinct in the animal in this case is merely a sharpened and educated sense. Often, when an Indian says, ”I don't know,” in regard to the route he is to take, he does not mean what a white man would by those words, for his Indian instinct may tell him still as much as the most confident white man knows. He does not carry things in his head, nor remember the route exactly, like a white man, but relies on himself at the moment. Not having experienced the need of the other sort of knowledge--all labeled and arranged--he has not acquired it.
The hunter with whom I talked in the stage knew some of the resources of the Indian. He said that he steered by the wind, or by the limbs of the hemlocks, which were largest on the south side; also sometimes, when he knew that there was a lake near, by firing his gun and listening to hear the direction and distance of the echo from over it.
As the forenoon advanced the wind increased. The last bay which we crossed before reaching the desolate pier at the Northeast Carry, was two or three miles over, and the wind was southwesterly. After going a third of the way, the waves had increased so as occasionally to wash into the canoe, and we saw that it was worse ahead. At first we might have turned about, but were not willing to. It would have been of no use to follow the course of the sh.o.r.e, for the waves ran still higher there on account of the greater sweep the wind had. At any rate it would have been dangerous now to alter our course, because the waves would have struck us at an advantage. It will not do to meet them at right angles, for then they will wash in both sides, but you must take them quartering. So the Indian stood up in the canoe and exerted all his skill and strength for a mile or two, while I paddled right along in order to give him more steerage-way. For more than a mile he did not allow a single wave to strike the canoe as it would, but turned it quickly from this side to that, so that it would always be on or near the crest of a wave when it broke, where all its force was spent, and we merely settled down with it. At length I jumped out onto the end of the pier against which the waves were das.h.i.+ng violently, in order to lighten the canoe and catch it at the landing, which was not much sheltered, but just as I jumped we took in two or three gallons of water. I remarked to the Indian, ”You managed that well,” to which he replied: ”Ver' few men do that. Great many waves; when I look out for one, another come quick.”
While the Indian went to get cedar bark, etc., to carry his canoe with, we cooked the dinner on the sh.o.r.e in the midst of a sprinkling rain. He prepared his canoe for carrying in this wise. He took a cedar s.h.i.+ngle or splint eighteen inches long and four or five wide, rounded at one end, that the corners might not be in the way, and tied it with cedar bark by two holes made midway, near the edge on each side, to the middle crossbar of the canoe. When the canoe was lifted upon his head bottom up, this s.h.i.+ngle, with its rounded end uppermost, distributed the weight over his shoulders and head, while a band of cedar bark, tied to the crossbar on each side of the s.h.i.+ngle, pa.s.sed round his breast, and another longer one, outside of the last, round his forehead; also a hand on each side rail served to steer the canoe and keep it from rocking. He thus carried it with his shoulders, head, breast, forehead, and both hands, as if the upper part of his body were all one hand to clasp and hold it. A cedar tree furnished all the gear in this case, as it had the woodwork of the canoe. One of the paddles rested on the crossbars in the bows. I took the canoe upon my head and found that I could carry it with ease, but I let him carry it, not caring to establish a different precedent. This s.h.i.+ngle remained tied to the crossbar throughout the voyage, was always ready for the carries, and also served to protect the back of one pa.s.senger.