Part 11 (1/2)
The boys stared at their friend in astonishment. He explained:
”There ain't much show fur three persons to find game as long as they stick together. The right way is fur 'em all to part and each keep it up on his own hook. A chap isn't in half the danger of being seen by the deer or sheep, or whatever it may be he's after; and he has the chance, too, to show what stuff he's made of.”
”Then you intend to leave us?”
”You've hit it the first time. I'll start out on my own bus'ness, meaning to be back here while the night's young.”
Observing significant looks pa.s.sing between the boys, the man hastened to add:
”Now, don't you folks make the mistake of thinking I'll get your supper fur you, fur I don't mean to do nothing of the kind. I don't intend to do any hunting, but to git away from you so as to let you have the chance. I don't say that if a big horn or a antelope or buck walks up in front of me and asks me to take a shy at him that I won't pop him over, though some folks that I know wouldn't do the same if the buck happened to be a two-legged one; but such things don't often happen; and, if you don't fetch in any game, them appet.i.tes of your'n are likely to bother you as much as they did t'other day when we was riding from the fort.”
”Do you wish Fred and me to part company?”
Hank's eyes twinkled and a quizzical expression lit up that part of his countenance which was visible.
”'Twouldn't be safe.”
”Why not?”
”You'd each take the other fur a wild donkey and plug him afore you found out the mistake, which the same wouldn't be such a mistake after all.”
The boys could well afford to laugh at the pleasantry of the man who, it was evident, felt a partiality for them. He added, more seriously:
”You'd have more show to shoot game if you parted, but I'd not advise you to do it till after you've hunted for some days together. It's mighty easy for younkers like you to git lost in these mountains. You must keep your bearings, so it won't be any trouble fur you to find your way back to this spot when it's dark. If you happen to catch sight of any game, try to not let it see you till you git a fair shot at it; and there ain't much good in wounding a critter in these parts, fur it's sure to git away from you.”
After some further instructions, Hank bade his young friends good-by and left them. He strode off in the direction of the trail over which they had come to reach this interesting spot in the mountains, and disappeared without once looking back to see what they were doing.
It was odd thus to be left alone in this wild region, and the chums looked in each other's face with smiles. It certainly was a curious experience to be set down in one of the greatest mountain spurs of the West, and to be told that now they must take care of themselves. It was like being cast into deep water and ordered to choose between swimming and drowning.
”It's just as well,” said Jack, ”or he wouldn't have done it. Surely the V. W. W. ought to be able to take care of ourselves, with our repeaters and pistols. There's nothing to be feared from wild animals, or he would have warned us.”
”It strikes me that the most important thing to do is to keep our bearings, for if we should happen to lose our way it would go hard with us.”
”We took care to bring spy-gla.s.ses, as well as everything else that we thought we were likely to need, but forgot about a compa.s.s, which may be worth all the rest.”
”Well, we must be careful not to stray too far until we become familiar with the country. Let's not delay our start.”
The plateau where their ponies were cropping the gra.s.s was several acres in extent, nearly half of it sloping abruptly; but the gra.s.s was abundant enough to furnish the animals with all they could need, no matter how long they stayed, since it had plenty of opportunity to renew itself.
Side by side the boys moved across the s.p.a.ce, the ponies not raising their heads to look at them, as they pa.s.sed near. Instead of following the course taken by their guide they bore to the right, but at the same time proceeded nearly westward, which led them deeper into the mountains. Remembering the caution of their friend they studied the landmarks around them, in the hope of not losing their way when it should become time to return to camp.
When fairly clear of the plateau, where they must have been at a considerable elevation above the sea, they found the way so rough that travelling became a task. There was nothing in the nature of a path or trail to follow, and they were compelled to pa.s.s around boulders and rocks, sometimes turning back and retracing their steps, and making long detours, so as to flank impa.s.sable chasms. All this tended to confuse their knowledge of the points of the compa.s.s, but they did not forget to note everything that could serve as a guide, and were confident of finding their way whenever it should become necessary to return.
Most of the time Jack Dudley was in the lead, for it was not easy to walk beside each other. He was perhaps a half-dozen paces in advance of Fred, when he abruptly stopped with an exclamation of affright.
”What is it?” asked his friend, hardly less startled.
”Look at that!”
He pointed downward, almost at his feet. Still unaware of what he meant, Fred stepped guardedly forward to his side.