"Againthetrailislost,"saidMowglicoolly。"CananyjackalhaveburrowedsodeepandbittenthisgreatWhiteHood?Heissurelymad。FatherofCobras,Iseenothingheretotakeaway。"
"BytheGodsoftheSunandMoon,itisthemadnessofdeathupontheboy!"hissedtheCobra。"BeforethineeyescloseIwillallowtheethisfavour。Lookthou,andseewhatmanhasneverseenbefore!"
"TheydonotwellintheJunglewhospeaktoMowglioffavours,"
saidtheboy,betweenhisteeth;"butthedarkchangesall,asI
know。Iwilllook,ifthatpleasethee。"
Hestaredwithpuckered-upeyesroundthevault,andthenliftedupfromthefloorahandfulofsomethingthatglittered。
"Oho!"saidhe,"thisislikethestufftheyplaywithintheMan-Pack:onlythisisyellowandtheotherwasbrown。"
Heletthegoldpiecesfall,andmoveforward。Thefloorofthevaultwasburiedsomefiveorsixfeetdeepincoinedgoldandsilverthathadburstfromthesacksithadbeenoriginallystoredin,and,inthelongyears,themetalhadpackedandsettledassandpacksatlowtide。Onitandinitandrisingthroughit,aswrecksliftthroughthesand,werejewelledelephant-howdahsofembossedsilver,studdedwithplatesofhammeredgold,andadornedwithcarbunclesandturquoises。
Therewerepalanquinsandlittersforcarryingqueens,framedandbracedwithsilverandenamel,withjade-handledpolesandambercurtain-rings;thereweregoldencandlestickshungwithpiercedemeraldsthatquiveredonthebranches;therewerestuddedimages,fivefeethigh,offorgottengods,silverwithjewelledeyes;therewerecoatsofmail,goldinlaidonsteel,andfringedwithrottedandblackenedseed-pearls;therewerehelmets,crestedandbeadedwithpigeon’s-bloodrubies;therewereshieldsoflacquer,oftortoise-shellandrhinoceros-hide,strappedandbossedwithredgoldandsetwithemeraldsattheedge;thereweresheavesofdiamond-hiltedswords,daggers,andhunting-knives;thereweregoldensacrificialbowlsandladles,andportablealtarsofashapethatneverseesthelightofday;
therewerejadecupsandbracelets;therewereincense-burners,combs,andpotsforperfume,henna,andeye-powder,allinembossedgold;therewerenose-rings,armlets,head-bands,finger-rings,andgirdlespastanycounting;therewerebelts,sevenfingersbroad,ofsquare-cutdiamondsandrubies,andwoodenboxes,treblyclampedwithiron,fromwhichthewoodhadfallenawayinpowder,showingthepileofuncutstar-sapphires,opals,cat’s-eyes,sapphires,rubies,diamonds,emeralds,andgarnetswithin。
TheWhiteCobrawasright。Nomeremoneywouldbegintopaythevalueofthistreasure,thesiftedpickingsofcenturiesofwar,plunder,trade,andtaxation。Thecoinsalonewerepriceless,leavingoutofcountallthepreciousstones;andthedeadweightofthegoldandsilveralonemightbetwoorthreehundredtons。EverynativerulerinIndiato-day,howeverpoor,hasahoardtowhichheisalwaysadding;andthough,onceinalongwhile,someenlightenedprincemaysendofffortyorfiftybullock-cartloadsofsilvertobeexchangedforGovernmentsecurities,thebulkofthemkeeptheirtreasureandtheknowledgeofitverycloselytothemselves。
ButMowglinaturallydidnotunderstandwhatthesethingsmeant。
Theknivesinterestedhimalittle,buttheydidnotbalancesowellashisown,andsohedroppedthem。Atlasthefoundsomethingreallyfascinatinglaidonthefrontofahowdahhalfburiedinthecoins。Itwasathree-footankus,orelephant-
goad——somethinglikeasmallboat-hook。Thetopwasoneround,shiningruby,andeightinchesofthehandlebelowitwerestuddedwithroughturquoisesclosetogether,givingamostsatisfactorygrip。Belowthemwasarimofjadewithaflower-
patternrunningroundit——onlytheleaveswereemeralds,andtheblossomswererubiessunkinthecool,greenstone。Therestofthehandlewasashaftofpureivory,whilethepoint——thespikeandhook——wasgold-inlaidsteelwithpicturesofelephant-
catching;andthepicturesattractedMowgli,whosawthattheyhadsomethingtodowithhisfriendHathitheSilent。
TheWhiteCobrahadbeenfollowinghimclosely。
"Isthisnotworthdyingtobehold?"hesaid。HaveInotdonetheeagreatfavour?"
"Idonotunderstand,"saidMowgli。"Thethingsarehardandcold,andbynomeansgoodtoeat。Butthis"——heliftedtheankus——"Idesiretotakeaway,thatImayseeitinthesun。
Thousayesttheyareallthine?Wiltthougiveittome,andIwillbringtheefrogstoeat?"
TheWhiteCobrafairlyshookwithevildelight。"AssuredlyIwillgiveit,"hesaid。"AllthatishereIwillgivethee——
tillthougoestaway。"
"ButIgonow。Thisplaceisdarkandcold,andIwishtotakethethorn-pointedthingtotheJungle。"
"Lookbythyfoot!Whatisthatthere?"Mowglipickedupsomethingwhiteandsmooth。"Itistheboneofaman’shead,"
hesaidquietly。"Andherearetwomore。"
"Theycametotakethetreasureawaymanyyearsago。Ispoketotheminthedark,andtheylaystill。"
"ButwhatdoIneedofthisthatiscalledtreasure?Ifthouwiltgivemetheankustotakeaway,itisgoodhunting。Ifnot,itisgoodhuntingnonetheless。IdonotfightwiththePoisonPeople,andIwasalsotaughttheMaster-wordofthytribe。"
"ThereisbutoneMaster-wordhere。Itismine!"
Kaaflunghimselfforwardwithblazingeyes。"WhobademebringtheMan?"hehissed。
"Isurely,"theoldCobralisped。"ItislongsinceIhaveseenMan,andthisManspeaksourtongue。"
"Buttherewasnotalkofkilling。HowcanIgototheJungleandsaythatIhaveledhimtohisdeath?"saidKaa。
"Italknotofkillingtillthetime。Andastothygoingornotgoing,thereistheholeinthewall。Peace,now,thoufatmonkey-killer!Ihavebuttotouchthyneck,andtheJunglewillknowtheenolonger。NeverMancameherethatwentawaywiththebreathunderhisribs。IamtheWardenoftheTreasureoftheKing’sCity!"
"But,thouwhitewormofthedark,Itelltheethereisneitherkingnorcity!TheJungleisallaboutus!"criedKaa。
"ThereisstilltheTreasure。Butthiscanbedone。Waitawhile,KaaoftheRocks,andseetheboyrun。Thereisroomforgreatsporthere。Lifeisgood。Runtoandfroawhile,andmakesport,boy!"
MowgliputhishandonKaa’sheadquietly。
"ThewhitethinghasdealtwithmenoftheMan-Packuntilnow。
Hedoesnotknowme,"hewhispered。"Hehasaskedforthishunting。Lethimhaveit。"Mowglihadbeenstandingwiththeankusheldpointdown。Heflungitfromhimquicklyanditdroppedcrosswaysjustbehindthegreatsnake’shood,pinninghimtothefloor。Inaflash,Kaa’sweightwasuponthewrithingbody,paralysingitfromhoodtotail。Theredeyesburned,andthesixspareinchesoftheheadstruckfuriouslyrightandleft。
"Kill!"saidKaa,asMowgli’shandwenttohisknife。
"No,"hesaid,ashedrewtheblade;"Iwillneverkillagainsaveforfood。Butlookyou,Kaa!"Hecaughtthesnakebehindthehood,forcedthemouthopenwiththebladeoftheknife,andshowedtheterriblepoison-fangsoftheupperjawlyingblackandwitheredinthegum。TheWhiteCobrahadoutlivedhispoison,asasnakewill。
"THUU"("Itisdriedup"——Literally,arottedouttree-stump),saidMowgli;andmotioningKaaaway,hepickeduptheankus,settingtheWhiteCobrafree。
"TheKing’sTreasureneedsanewWarden,hesaidgravely。"Thuu,thouhastnotdonewell。Runtoandfroandmakesport,Thuu!"
"Iamashamed。Killme!"hissedtheWhiteCobra。
"Therehasbeentoomuchtalkofkilling。Wewillgonow。
Itakethethorn-pointedthing,Thuu,becauseIhavefoughtandworstedthee。"
"See,then,thatthethingdoesnotkilltheeatlast。ItisDeath!Remember,itisDeath!Thereisenoughinthatthingtokillthemenofallmycity。Notlongwiltthouholdit,JungleMan,norhewhotakesitfromthee。Theywillkill,andkill,andkillforitssake!Mystrengthisdriedup,buttheankuswilldomywork。ItisDeath!ItisDeath!ItisDeath!"
Mowglicrawledoutthroughtheholeintothepassageagain,andthelastthathesawwastheWhiteCobrastrikingfuriouslywithhisharmlessfangsatthestolidgoldenfacesofthegodsthatlayonthefloor,andhissing,"ItisDeath!"
Theyweregladtogettothelightofdayoncemore;andwhentheywerebackintheirownJungleandMowglimadetheankusglitterinthemorninglight,hewasalmostaspleasedasthoughhehadfoundabunchofnewflowerstostickinhishair。
"ThisisbrighterthanBagheera’seyes,"hesaiddelightedly,ashetwirledtheruby。"Iwillshowittohim;butwhatdidtheThuumeanwhenhetalkedofdeath?"
"Icannotsay。Iamsorrowfultomytail’stailthathefeltnotthyknife。ThereisalwaysevilatColdLairs——abovegroundorbelow。ButnowIamhungry。Dostthouhuntwithmethisdawn?"saidKaa。
"No;Bagheeramustseethisthing。Goodhunting!"Mowglidancedoff,flourishingthegreatankus,andstoppingfromtimetotimetoadmireit,tillhecametothatpartoftheJungleBagheerachieflyused,andfoundhimdrinkingafteraheavykill。Mowglitoldhimallhisadventuresfrombeginningtoend,andBagheerasniffedattheankusbetweenwhiles。WhenMowglicametotheWhiteCobra’slastwords,thePantherpurredapprovingly。
"ThentheWhiteHoodspokethethingwhichis?"Mowgliaskedquickly。
"IwasbornintheKing’scagesatOodeypore,anditisinmystomachthatIknowsomelittleofMan。Verymanymenwouldkillthriceinanightforthesakeofthatonebigredstonealone。"
"Butthestonemakesitheavytothehand。Mylittlebrightknifeisbetter;and——see!theredstoneisnotgoodtoeat。ThenWHYwouldtheykill?"
"Mowgli,gothouandsleep。Thouhastlivedamongmen,and————"
"Iremember。Menkillbecausetheyarenothunting;——foridlenessandpleasure。Wakeagain,Bagheera。Forwhatusewasthisthorn-pointedthingmade?"
Bagheerahalfopenedhiseyes——hewasverysleepy——withamalicioustwinkle。
"ItwasmadebymentothrustintotheheadofthesonsofHathi,sothatthebloodshouldpourout。IhaveseenthelikeinthestreetofOodeypore,beforeourcages。ThatthinghastastedthebloodofmanysuchasHathi。"
"Butwhydotheythrustintotheheadsofelephants?"
"ToteachthemMan’sLaw。Havingneitherclawsnorteeth,menmakethesethings——andworse。"
"AlwaysmorebloodwhenIcomenear,eventothethingstheMan-Packhavemade,"saidMowglidisgustedly。Hewasgettingalittletiredoftheweightoftheankus。"IfIhadknownthis,Iwouldnothavetakenit。FirstitwasMessua’sbloodonthethongs,andnowitisHathi’s。Iwilluseitnomore。Look!"
Theankusflewsparkling,andburieditselfpointdownthirtyyardsaway,betweenthetrees。"SomyhandsarecleanofDeath,"
saidMowgli,rubbinghispalmsonthefresh,moistearth。
"TheThuusaidDeathwouldfollowme。Heisoldandwhiteandmad。"
"Whiteorblack,ordeathorlife,_I_amgoingtosleep,LittleBrother。Icannothuntallnightandhowlallday,asdosomefolk。"
Bagheerawentofftoahunting-lairthatheknew,abouttwomilesoff。Mowglimadeaneasywayforhimselfupaconvenienttree,knottedthreeorfourcreeperstogether,andinlesstimethanittakestotellwasswinginginahammockfiftyfeetaboveground。Thoughhehadnopositiveobjectiontostrongdaylight,Mowglifollowedthecustomofhisfriends,anduseditaslittleashecould。Whenhewakedamongtheveryloud-voicedpeoplesthatliveinthetrees,itwastwilightoncemore,andhehadbeendreamingofthebeautifulpebbleshehadthrownaway。
"AtleastIwilllookatthethingagain,"hesaid,andsliddownacreepertotheearth;butBagheerawasbeforehim。
Mowglicouldhearhimsnuffinginthehalflight。
"Whereisthethorn-pointedthing?"criedMowgli。
"Amanhastakenit。Hereisthetrail。"
"NowweshallseewhethertheThuuspoketruth。IfthepointedthingisDeath,thatmanwilldie。Letusfollow。"
"Killfirst,"saidBagheera。"Anemptystomachmakesacarelesseye。Mengoveryslowly,andtheJungleiswetenoughtoholdthelightestmark。"
Theykilledassoonastheycould,butitwasnearlythreehoursbeforetheyfinishedtheirmeatanddrinkandbuckleddowntothetrail。TheJunglePeopleknowthatnothingmakesupforbeinghurriedoveryourmeals。
"Thinkyouthepointedthingwillturnintheman’shandandkillhim?"Mowgliasked。"TheThuusaiditwasDeath。"
"Weshallseewhenwefind,"saidBagheera,trottingwithhisheadlow。"Itissingle-foot"(hemeantthattherewasonlyoneman),"andtheweightofthethinghaspressedhisheelfarintotheground。"
"Hai!Thisisasclearassummerlightning,"Mowglianswered;
andtheyfellintothequick,choppytrail-trotinandoutthroughthecheckersofthemoonlight,followingthemarksofthosetwobarefeet。
"Nowherunsswiftly,"saidMowgli。"Thetoesarespreadapart。"Theywentonoversomewetground。"Nowwhydoesheturnasidehere?"
"Wait!"saidBagheera,andflunghimselfforwardwithonesuperbboundasfaraseverhecould。Thefirstthingtodowhenatrailceasestoexplainitselfistocastforwardwithoutleaving,yourownconfusingfoot-marksontheground。
Bagheeraturnedashelanded,andfacedMowgli,crying,"Herecomesanothertrailtomeethim。Itisasmallerfoot,thissecondtrail,andthetoesturninward。"
ThenMowgliranupandlooked。"ItisthefootofaGondhunter,"hesaid。"Look!Herehedraggedhisbowonthegrass。
Thatiswhythefirsttrailturnedasidesoquickly。BigFoothidfromLittleFoot。"
"Thatistrue,"saidBagheera。"Now,lestbycrossingeachother’strackswefoulthesigns,leteachtakeonetrail。
IamBigFoot,LittleBrother,andthouartLittleFoot,theGond。"
Bagheeraleapedbacktotheoriginaltrail,leavingMowglistoopingabovethecuriousnarrowtrackofthewildlittlemanofthewoods。
"Now,"saidBagheera,movingstepbystepalongthechainoffootprints,"I,BigFoot,turnasidehere。NowIhidemebehindarockandstandstill,"notdaringtoshiftmyfeet。Crythytrail,LittleBrother。"
"Now,I,LittleFoot,cometotherock,"saidMowgli,runninguphistrail。"Now,Isitdownundertherock,leaninguponmyrighthand,andrestingmybowbetweenmytoes。Iwaitlong,forthemarkofmyfeetisdeephere。"
"Ialso,saidBagheera,hiddenbehindtherock。Iwait,restingtheendofthethorn-pointedthinguponastone。
Itslips,forhereisascratchuponthestone。Crythytrail,LittleBrother。"
"One,twotwigsandabigbrancharebrokenhere,"saidMowgli,inanundertone。"Now,howshallIcryTHAT?Ah!Itisplainnow。I,LittleFoot,goawaymakingnoisesandtramplingssothatBigFootmayhearme。"Hemovedawayfromtherockpacebypaceamongthetrees,hisvoicerisinginthedistanceasheapproachedalittlecascade。"I——go——far——away——to——where——the——
noise——of——falling-water——covers——my——noise;and——here——I——wait。
Crythytrail,Bagheera,BigFoot!"
ThepantherhadbeencastingineverydirectiontoseehowBigFoot’strailledawayfrombehindtherock。Thenhegavetongue:
"Icomefrombehindtherockuponmyknees,draggingthethorn-
pointedthing。Seeingnoone,Irun。I,BigFoot,runswiftly。
Thetrailisclear。Leteachfollowhisown。Irun!"
Bagheerasweptonalongtheclearly-markedtrail,andMowglifollowedthestepsoftheGond。ForsometimetherewassilenceintheJungle。
"Whereartthou,LittleFoot?"criedBagheera。Mowgli’svoiceansweredhimnotfiftyyardstotheright。
"Um!"saidthePanther,withadeepcough。"Thetworunsidebyside,drawingnearer!"
Theyracedonanotherhalf-mile,alwayskeepingaboutthesamedistance,tillMowgli,whoseheadwasnotsoclosetothegroundasBagheera’s,cried:"Theyhavemet。Goodhunting——look!
HerestoodLittleFoot,withhiskneeonarock——andyonderisBigFootindeed!"
Nottenyardsinfrontofthem,stretchedacrossapileofbrokenrocks,laythebodyofavillagerofthedistrict,along,small-featheredGondarrowthroughhisbackandbreast。
"WastheThuusooldandsomad,LittleBrother?"saidBagheeragently。"Hereisonedeath,atleast。"
"Followon。Butwhereisthedrinkerofelephant’sblood——thered-eyedthorn?"
"LittleFoothasit——perhaps。Itissingle-footagainnow。"
Thesingletrailofalightmanwhohadbeenrunningquicklyandbearingaburdenonhisleftshoulderheldonroundalong,lowspurofdriedgrass,whereeachfootfallseemed,tothesharpeyesofthetrackers,markedinhotiron。
Neitherspoketillthetrailranuptotheashesofacamp-firehiddeninaravine。
"Again!"saidBagheera,checkingasthoughhehadbeenturnedintostone。
ThebodyofalittlewizenedGondlaywithitsfeetintheashes,andBagheeralookedinquiringlyatMowgli。
"Thatwasdonewithabamboo,"saidtheboy,afteroneglance。
"IhaveusedsuchathingamongthebuffaloeswhenIservedintheMan-Pack。TheFatherofCobras——IamsorrowfulthatImadeajestofhim——knewthebreedwell,asImighthaveknown。SaidI
notthatmenkillforidleness?"
"Indeed,theykilledforthesakeoftheredandbluestones,"Bagheeraanswered。"Remember,IwasintheKing’scagesatOodeypore。"
"One,two,three,fourtracks,"saidMowgli,stoopingovertheashes。"Fourtracksofmenwithshodfeet。TheydonotgosoquicklyasGonds。Now,whatevilhadthelittlewoodmandonetothem?See,theytalkedtogether,allfive,standingup,beforetheykilledhim。Bagheera,letusgoback。Mystomachisheavyinme,andyetitheavesupanddownlikeanoriole’snestattheendofabranch。"
"Itisnotgoodhuntingtoleavegameafoot。Follow!"saidthepanther。"Thoseeightshodfeethavenotgonefar。"
Nomorewassaidforfullyanhour,astheyworkedupthebroadtrailofthefourmenwithshodfeet。
Itwasclear,hotdaylightnow,andBagheerasaid,"Ismellsmoke。"
Menarealwaysmorereadytoeatthantorun,Mowglianswered,trottinginandoutbetweenthelowscrubbushesofthenewJungletheywereexploring。Bagheera,alittletohisleft,madeanindescribablenoiseinhisthroat。
"Hereisonethathasdonewithfeeding,"saidhe。Atumbledbundleofgay-colouredclotheslayunderabush,androunditwassomespiltflour。
"Thatwasdonebythebambooagain,"saidMowgli。"See!thatwhitedustiswhatmeneat。Theyhavetakenthekillfromthisone,——hecarriedtheirfood,——andgivenhimforakilltoChil,theKite。"
"Itisthethird,"saidBagheera。
"Iwillgowithnew,bigfrogstotheFatherofCobras,andfeedhimfat,"saidMowglitohimself。"Thedrinkerofelephant’sbloodisDeathhimself——butstillIdonotunderstand!"
"Follow!"saidBagheera。
TheyhadnotgonehalfamilefartherwhentheyheardKo,theCrow,singingthedeath-songinthetopofatamariskunderwhoseshadethreemenwerelying。Ahalf-deadfiresmokedinthecentreofthecircle,underanironplatewhichheldablackenedandburnedcakeofunleavenedbread。Closetothefire,andblazinginthesunshine,laytheruby-and-turquoiseankus。
"Thethingworksquickly;allendshere,"saidBagheera。
"HowdidTHESEdie,Mowgli?Thereisnomarkonany。"
AJungle-dwellergetstolearnbyexperienceasmuchasmanydoctorsknowofpoisonousplantsandberries。Mowglisniffedthesmokethatcameupfromthefire,brokeoffamorseloftheblackenedbread,tastedit,andspatitoutagain。
"AppleofDeath,"hecoughed。"ThefirstmusthavemadeitreadyinthefoodforTHESE,whokilledhim,havingfirstkilledtheGond。"
"Goodhunting,indeed!Thekillsfollowclose,"saidBagheera。
"AppleofDeath"iswhattheJunglecallthorn-appleordhatura,thereadiestpoisoninallIndia。
"Whatnow?"saidthepanther。"MustthouandIkilleachotherforyonderred-eyedslayer?"
"Canitspeak?"saidMowgliinawhisper。DidIdoitawrongwhenIthrewitaway?Betweenustwoitcandonowrong,forwedonotdesirewhatmendesire。Ifitbelefthere,itwillassuredlycontinuetokillmenoneafteranotherasfastasnutsfallinahighwind。Ihavenolovetomen,butevenIwouldnothavethemdiesixinanight。"
"Whatmatter?Theyareonlymen。Theykilledoneanother,andwerewellpleased,"saidBagheera。"Thatfirstlittlewoodmanhuntedwell。"
"Theyarecubsnonetheless;andacubwilldrownhimselftobitethemoon’slightonthewater。Thefaultwasmine,"saidMowgli,whospokeasthoughheknewallabouteverything。
"IwillneveragainbringintotheJunglestrangethings——notthoughtheybeasbeautifulasflowers。This"——hehandledtheankusgingerly——"goesbacktotheFatherofCobras。Butfirstwemustsleep,andwecannotsleepnearthesesleepers。AlsowemustburyHIM,lestherunawayandkillanothersix。Digmeaholeunderthattree。"
"But,LittleBrother,"saidBagheera,movingofftothespot,"Itelltheeitisnofaultoftheblood-drinker。Thetroubleiswiththemen。"
"Allone,"saidMowgli。"Digtheholedeep。WhenwewakeIwilltakehimupandcarryhimback。"……
Twonightslater,astheWhiteCobrasatmourninginthedarknessofthevault,ashamed,androbbed,andalone,theturquoiseankuswhirledthroughtheholeinthewall,andclashedonthefloorofgoldencoins。
"FatherofCobras,"saidMowgli(hewascarefultokeeptheothersideofthewall),"gettheeayoungandripeoneofthineownpeopletohelptheeguardtheKing’sTreasure,sothatnomanmaycomeawayaliveanymore。"
"Ah-ha!Itreturns,then。IsaidthethingwasDeath。Howcomesitthatthouartstillalive?"theoldCobramumbled,twininglovinglyroundtheankus-haft。
"BytheBullthatboughtme,Idonotknow!Thatthinghaskilledsixtimesinanight。Lethimgooutnomore。"
THESONGOFTHELITTLEHUNTER
EreMorthePeacockflutters,eretheMonkeyPeoplecry,EreChiltheKiteswoopsdownafurlongsheer,ThroughtheJungleverysoftlyflitsashadowandasigh——
HeisFear,OLittleHunter,heisFear!
Verysoftlydownthegladerunsawaiting,watchingshade,Andthewhisperspreadsandwidensfarandnear;
Andthesweatisonthybrow,forhepassesevennow——
HeisFear,OLittleHunter,heisFear!
Erethemoonhasclimbedthemountain,eretherocksareribbedwithlight,Whenthedownward-dippingtrailsaredankanddrear,Comesabreathinghardbehindthee——snuffle-snufflethroughthenight——
ItisFear,OLittleHunter,itisFear!
Onthykneesanddrawthebow;bidtheshrillingarrowgo;
Intheempty,mockingthicketplungethespear;
Butthyhandsareloosedandweak,andthebloodhasleftthycheek——
ItisFear,OLittleHunter,itisFear!
Whentheheat-cloudsucksthetempest,whenthesliveredpine-treesfall,Whentheblinding,blaringrain-squallslashandveer;
Throughthewar-gongsofthethunderringsavoicemoreloudthanall——
ItisFear,OLittleHunter,itisFear!
Nowthespatesarebankedanddeep;nowthefootlessbouldersleap——
Nowthelightningshowseachlittlestleaf-ribclear——
Butthythroatisshutanddried,andthyheartagainstthysideHammers:Fear,OLittleHunter——thisisFear!
QUIQUERN
ThePeopleoftheEasternIce,theyaremeltinglikethesnow——
Theybegforcoffeeandsugar;theygowherethewhitemengo。
ThePeopleoftheWesternIce,theylearntostealandfight;
"Theyselltheirfurstothetrading-post:theyselltheirsoulstothewhite。
ThePeopleoftheSouthernIce,theytradewiththewhaler’screw;
Theirwomenhavemanyribbons,buttheirtentsaretornandfew。
ButthePeopleoftheElderIce,beyondthewhiteman’sken——
Theirspearsaremadeofthenarwhal-horn,andtheyarethelastoftheMen!
Translation。
"Hehasopenedhiseyes。Look!"
"Puthimintheskinagain。Hewillbeastrongdog。Onthefourthmonthwewillnamehim。"
"Forwhom?"saidAmoraq。
Kadlu’seyerolledroundtheskin-linedsnow-housetillitfellonfourteen-year-oldKotukosittingonthesleeping-bench,makingabuttonoutofwalrusivory。"Namehimforme,"
saidKotuko,withagrin。"Ishallneedhimoneday。"
Kadlugrinnedbacktillhiseyeswerealmostburiedinthefatofhisflatcheeks,andnoddedtoAmoraq,whilethepuppy’sfiercemotherwhinedtoseeherbabywrigglingfaroutofreachinthelittlesealskinpouchhungabovethewarmthoftheblubber-lamp。Kotukowentonwithhiscarving,andKadluthrewarolledbundleofleatherdog-harnessesintoatinylittleroomthatopenedfromonesideofthehouse,slippedoffhisheavydeerskinhunting-suit,putitintoawhalebone-netthathungaboveanotherlamp,anddroppeddownonthesleeping-benchtowhittleatapieceoffrozenseal-meattillAmoraq,hiswife,shouldbringtheregulardinnerofboiledmeatandblood-soup。
Hehadbeenoutsinceearlydawnattheseal-holes,eightmilesaway,andhadcomehomewiththreebigseal。Half-waydownthelong,lowsnowpassageortunnelthatledtotheinnerdoorofthehouseyoucouldhearsnappingsandyelpings,asthedogsofhissleigh-team,releasedfromtheday’swork,scuffledforwarmplaces。
WhentheyelpingsgrewtooloudKotukolazilyrolledoffthesleeping-bench,andpickedupawhipwithaneighteen-inchhandleofspringywhalebone,andtwenty-fivefeetofheavy,plaitedthong。Hedivedintothepassage,whereitsoundedasthoughallthedogswereeatinghimalive;butthatwasnomorethantheirregulargracebeforemeals。Whenhecrawledoutatthefarend,halfadozenfurryheadsfollowedhimwiththeireyesashewenttoasortofgallowsofwhale-jawbones,fromwhichthedog’smeatwashung;splitoffthefrozenstuffinbiglumpswithabroad-headedspear;andstood,hiswhipinonehandandthemeatintheother。Eachbeastwascalledbyname,theweakestfirst,andwoebetideanydogthatmovedoutofhisturn;forthetaperinglashwouldshootoutlikethongedlightning,andflickawayaninchorsoofhairandhide。
Eachbeastgrowled,snapped,chokedonceoverhisportion,andhurriedbacktotheprotectionofthepassage,whiletheboystooduponthesnowundertheblazingNorthernLightsanddealtoutjustice。Thelasttobeservedwasthebigblackleaderoftheteam,whokeptorderwhenthedogswereharnessed;andtohimKotukogaveadoubleallowanceofmeataswellasanextracrackofthewhip。
"Ah!"saidKotuko,coilingupthelash,"Ihavealittleoneoverthelampthatwillmakeagreatmanyhowlings。SARPOK!
Getin!"
Hecrawledbackoverthehuddleddogs,dustedthedrysnowfromhisfurswiththewhalebonebeaterthatAmoraqkeptbythedoor,tappedtheskin-linedroofofthehousetoshakeoffanyiciclesthatmighthavefallenfromthedomeofsnowabove,andcurleduponthebench。Thedogsinthepassagesnoredandwhinedintheirsleep,theboy-babyinAmoraq’sdeepfurhoodkickedandchokedandgurgled,andthemotherofthenewly-namedpuppylayatKotuko’sside,hereyesfixedonthebundleofsealskin,warmandsafeabovethebroadyellowflameofthelamp。
Andallthishappenedfarawaytothenorth,beyondLabrador,beyondHudson’sStrait,wherethegreattidesheavetheiceabout,northofMelvillePeninsula——northevenofthenarrowFuryandHeclaStraits——onthenorthshoreofBaffinLand,whereBylot’sIslandstandsabovetheiceofLancasterSoundlikeapudding-bowlwrongsideup。NorthofLancasterSoundthereislittleweknowanythingabout,exceptNorthDevonandEllesmereLand;buteventhereliveafewscatteredpeople,nextdoor,asitwere,totheveryPole。
KadluwasanInuit,——whatyoucallanEsquimau,——andhistribe,somethirtypersonsalltold,belongedtotheTununirmiut——"thecountrylyingatthebackofsomething。"InthemapsthatdesolatecoastiswrittenNavyBoardInlet,buttheInuitnameisbest,becausethecountryliesattheverybackofeverythingintheworld。Forninemonthsoftheyearthereisonlyiceandsnow,andgaleaftergale,withacoldthatnoonecanrealisewhohasneverseenthethermometerevenatzero。Forsixmonthsofthosenineitisdark;andthatiswhatmakesitsohorrible。
Inthethreemonthsofthesummeritonlyfreezeseveryotherdayandeverynight,andthenthesnowbeginstoweepoffonthesoutherlyslopes,andafewground-willowsputouttheirwoollybuds,atinystonecroporsomakesbelievetoblossom,beachesoffinegravelandroundedstonesrundowntotheopensea,andpolishedbouldersandstreakedrocksliftupabovethegranulatedsnow。Butallthatisgoneinafewweeks,andthewildwinterlocksdownagainontheland;whileatseatheicetearsupanddowntheoffing,jammingandramming,andsplittingandhitting,andpoundingandgrounding,tillitallfreezestogether,tenfeetthick,fromthelandoutwardtodeepwater。
InthewinterKadluwouldfollowthesealtotheedgeofthisland-ice,andspearthemastheycameuptobreatheattheirblow-holes。Thesealmusthaveopenwatertoliveandcatchfishin,andinthedeepofwintertheicewouldsometimesruneightymileswithoutabreakfromthenearestshore。Inthespringheandhispeopleretreatedfromthefloestotherockymainland,wheretheyputuptentsofskins,andsnaredthesea-birds,orspearedtheyoungsealbaskingonthebeaches。Later,theywouldgosouthintoBaffinLandafterthereindeer,andtogettheiryear’sstoreofsalmonfromthehundredsofstreamsandlakesoftheinterior;comingbacknorthinSeptemberorOctoberforthemusk-oxhuntingandtheregularwintersealery。Thistravellingwasdonewithdog-sleighs,twentyandthirtymilesaday,orsometimesdownthecoastinbigskin"woman-boats,"whenthedogsandthebabieslayamongthefeetoftherowers,andthewomensangsongsastheyglidedfromcapetocapeovertheglassy,coldwaters。AlltheluxuriesthattheTununirmiutknewcamefromthesouth——driftwoodforsleigh-runners,rod-ironforharpoon-tips,steelknives,tinkettlesthatcookedfoodmuchbetterthantheoldsoap-stoneaffairs,flintandsteel,andevenmatches,aswellascolouredribbonsforthewomen’shair,littlecheapmirrors,andredclothfortheedgingofdeerskindress-jackets。Kadlutradedtherich,creamy,twistednarwhalhornandmusk-oxteeth(thesearejustasvaluableaspearls)totheSouthernInuit,andthey,inturn,tradedwiththewhalersandthemissionary-postsofExeterandCumberlandSounds;andsothechainwenton,tillakettlepickedupbyaship’scookintheBhendyBazaarmightenditsdaysoverablubber-lampsomewhereonthecoolsideoftheArcticCircle。
Kadlu,beingagoodhunter,wasrichinironharpoons,snow-
knives,bird-darts,andalltheotherthingsthatmakelifeeasyupthereinthegreatcold;andhewastheheadofhistribe,or,astheysay,"themanwhoknowsallaboutitbypractice。"
Thisdidnotgivehimanyauthority,exceptnowandthenhecouldadvisehisfriendstochangetheirhunting-grounds;
butKotukousedittodomineeralittle,inthelazy,fatInuitfashion,overtheotherboys,whentheycameoutatnighttoplayballinthemoonlight,ortosingtheChild’sSongtotheAuroraBorealis。
ButatfourteenanInuitfeelshimselfaman,andKotukowastiredofmakingsnaresforwild-fowlandkit-foxes,andmosttiredofallofhelpingthewomentochewseal-anddeer-skins(thatsupplesthemasnothingelsecan)thelongdaythrough,whilethemenwereouthunting。Hewantedtogointothequaggi,theSinging-House,whenthehuntersgatheredtherefortheirmysteries,andtheangekok,thesorcerer,frightenedthemintothemostdelightfulfitsafterthelampswereputout,andyoucouldheartheSpiritoftheReindeerstampingontheroof;
andwhenaspearwasthrustoutintotheopenblacknightitcamebackcoveredwithhotblood。Hewantedtothrowhisbigbootsintothenetwiththetiredairoftheheadofafamily,andtogamblewiththehunterswhentheydroppedinofaneveningandplayedasortofhome-maderoulettewithatinpotandanail。Therewerehundredsofthingsthathewantedtodo,butthegrownmenlaughedathimandsaid,"Waittillyouhavebeeninthebuckle,Kotuko。HuntingisnotALLcatching。"
Nowthathisfatherhadnamedapuppyforhim,thingslookedbrighter。AnInuitdoesnotwasteagooddogonhissontilltheboyknowssomethingofdog-driving;andKotukowasmorethansurethatheknewmorethaneverything。
Ifthepuppyhadnothadanironconstitutionhewouldhavediedfromover-stuffingandover-handling。Kotukomadehimatinyharnesswithatracetoit,andhauledhimalloverthehouse-
floor,shouting:"Aua!Jaaua!"(Gototheright)。Choiachoi!Jachoiachoi!"(Gototheleft)。"Ohaha!"(Stop)。Thepuppydidnotlikeitatall,butbeingfishedforinthiswaywaspurehappinessbesidebeingputtothesleighforthefirsttime。
Hejustsatdownonthesnow,andplayedwiththeseal-hidetracethatranfromhisharnesstothepitu,thebigthonginthebowsofthesleigh。Thentheteamstarted,andthepuppyfoundtheheavyten-footsleighrunninguphisback,anddragginghimalongthesnow,whileKotukolaughedtillthetearsrandownhisface。Therefolloweddaysanddaysofthecruelwhipthathisseslikethewindoverice,andhiscompanionsallbithimbecausehedidnotknowhiswork,andtheharnesschafedhim,andhewasdotallowedtosleepwithKotukoanymore,buthadtotakethecoldestplaceinthepassage。Itwasasadtimeforthepuppy。
Theboylearned,too,asfastasthedog;thoughadog-sleighisaheart-breakingthingtomanage。Eachbeastisharnessed,theweakestnearesttothedriver,byhisownseparatetrace,whichrunsunderhisleftfore-legtothemainthong,whereitisfastenedbyasortofbuttonandloopwhichcanbeslippedbyaturnofthewrist,thusfreeingonedogatatime。Thisisverynecessary,becauseyoungdogsoftengetthetracebetweentheirhindlegs,whereitcutstothebone。AndtheyoneandallWILLgovisitingtheirfriendsastheyrun,jumpinginandoutamongthetraces。Thentheyfight,andtheresultismoremixedthanawetfishing-linenextmorning。Agreatdealoftroublecanbeavoidedbyscientificuseofthewhip。EveryInuitboyprideshimselfasbeingamasterofthelonglash;butitiseasytoflickatamarkontheground,anddifficulttoleanforwardandcatchashirkingdogjustbehindtheshoulderswhenthesleighisgoingatfullspeed。Ifyoucallonedog’snamefor"visiting,"andaccidentallylashanother,thetwowillfightitoutatonce,andstopalltheothers。Again,ifyoutravelwithacompanionandbegintotalk,orbyyourselfandsing,thedogswillhalt,turnround,andsitdowntohearwhatyouhavetosay。Kotukowasrunawayfromonceortwicethroughforgettingtoblockthesleighwhenhestopped;andhebrokemanylashings,andruinedafewthongsbeforehecouldbetrustedwithafullteamofeightandthelightsleigh。Thenhefelthimselfapersonofconsequence,andonsmooth,blackice,withaboldheartandaquickelbow,hesmokedalongoverthelevelsasfastasapackinfullcry。Hewouldgotenmilestotheseal-holes,andwhenhewasonthehunting~groundshewouldtwitchatraceloosefromthepitu,andfreethebigblackleader,whowasthecleverestdogintheteam。Assoonasthedoghadscentedabreathing-hole,Kotukowouldreversethesleigh,drivingacoupleofsawed-offantlers,thatstuckuplikeperambulator-handlesfromtheback-rest,deepintothesnow,sothattheteamcouldnotgetaway。Thenhewouldcrawlforwardinchbyinch,andwaittillthesealcameuptobreathe。
Thenhewouldstabdownswiftlywithhisspearandrunning-line,andpresentlywouldhaulhissealuptothelipoftheice,whiletheblackleadercameupandhelpedtopullthecarcassacrosstheicetothesleigh。Thatwasthetimewhentheharnesseddogsyelledandfoamedwithexcitement,andKotukolaidthelonglashlikeared-hotbaracrossalltheirfaces,tillthecarcassfrozestiff。Goinghomewastheheavywork。
Theloadedsleighhadtobehumouredamongtheroughice,andthedogssatdownandlookedhungrilyatthesealinsteadofpulling。Atlasttheywouldstrikethewell-wornsleigh-roadtothevillage,andtoodle-kiyialongtheringingice,headsdownandtailsup,whileKotukostruckupthe"An-gutivauntai-natau-na-netaina"(TheSongoftheReturningHunter),andvoiceshailedhimfromhousetohouseunderallthatdim,star-litternsky。
WhenKotukothedogcametohisfullgrowthheenjoyedhimselftoo。Hefoughthiswayuptheteamsteadily,fightafterfight,tillonefineevening,overtheirfood,hetackledthebig,blackleader(Kotukotheboysawfairplay),andmadeseconddogofhim,astheysay。Sohewaspromotedtothelongthongoftheleadingdog,runningfivefeetinadvanceofalltheothers:
itwashisboundendutytostopallfighting,inharnessoroutofit,andheworeacollarofcopperwire,verythickandheavy。Onspecialoccasionshewasfedwithcookedfoodinsidethehouse,andsometimeswasallowedtosleeponthebenchwithKotuko。Hewasagoodseal-dog,andwouldkeepamusk-oxatbaybyrunningroundhimandsnappingathisheels。Hewouldeven——
andthisforasleigh-dogisthelastproofofbravery——hewouldevenstanduptothegauntArcticwolf,whomalldogsoftheNorth,asarule,fearbeyondanythingthatwalksthesnow。
Heandhismaster——theydidnotcounttheteamofordinarydogsascompany——huntedtogether,dayafterdayandnightafternight,fur-wrappedboyandsavage,long-haired,narrow-eyed,white-fanged,yellowbrute。AllanInuithastodoistogetfoodandskinsforhimselfandhisfamily。Thewomen-folkmaketheskinsintoclothing,andoccasionallyhelpintrappingsmallgame;butthebulkofthefood——andtheyeatenormously——mustbefoundbythemen。Ifthesupplyfailsthereisnooneuptheretobuyorbegorborrowfrom。Thepeoplemustdie。
AnInuitdoesnotthinkofthesechancestillheisforcedto。
Kadlu,Kotuko,Amoraq,andtheboy-babywhokickedaboutinAmoraq’sfurhoodandchewedpiecesofblubberallday,wereashappytogetherasanyfamilyintheworld。Theycameofaverygentlerace——anInuitseldomloseshistemper,andalmostneverstrikesachild——whodidnotknowexactlywhattellingarealliemeant,stilllesshowtosteal。Theywerecontenttospeartheirlivingoutoftheheartofthebitter,hopelesscold;
tosmileoilysmiles,andtellqueerghostandfairytalesofevenings,andeattilltheycouldeatnomore,andsingtheendlesswoman’ssong:"Amnaaya,ayaamna,ah!ah!"throughthelonglamp-lighteddaysastheymendedtheirclothesandtheirhunting-gear。
Butoneterriblewintereverythingbetrayedthem。
TheTununirmiutreturnedfromtheyearlysalmon-fishing,andmadetheirhousesontheearlyicetothenorthofBylot’sIsland,readytogoafterthesealassoonastheseafroze。
Butitwasanearlyandsavageautumn。AllthroughSeptembertherewerecontinuousgalesthatbrokeupthesmoothseal-icewhenitwasonlyfourorfivefeetthick,andforceditinland,andpiledagreatbarrier,sometwentymilesbroad,oflumpedandraggedandneedlyice,overwhichitwasimpossibletodrawthedog-sleighs。Theedgeofthefloeoffwhichthesealwereusedtofishinwinterlayperhapstwentymilesbeyondthisbarrier,andoutofreachoftheTununirmiut。Evenso,theymighthavemanagedtoscrapethroughthewinterontheirstockoffrozensalmonandstoredblubber,andwhatthetrapsgavethem,butinDecemberoneoftheirhunterscameacrossatupik(askin-tent)ofthreewomenandagirlnearlydead,whosemenhadcomedownfromthefarNorthandbeencrushedintheirlittleskinhunting-boatswhiletheywereoutafterthelong-
hornednarwhal。Kadlu,ofcourse,couldonlydistributethewomenamongthehutsofthewintervillage,fornoInuitdarerefuseamealtoastranger。Heneverknowswhenhisownturnmaycometobeg。Amoraqtookthegirl,whowasaboutfourteen,intoherownhouseasasortofservant。Fromthecutofhersharp-pointedhood,andthelongdiamondpatternofherwhitedeer-skinleggings,theysupposedshecamefromEllesmereLand。
Shehadneverseentincooking-potsorwooden-shodsleighsbefore;butKotukotheboyandKotukothedogwereratherfondofher。
Thenallthefoxeswentsouth,andeventhewolverine,thatgrowling,blunt-headedlittlethiefofthesnow,didnottakethetroubletofollowthelineofemptytrapsthatKotukoset。
Thetribelostacoupleoftheirbesthunters,whowerebadlycrippledinafightwithamusk-ox,andthisthrewmoreworkontheothers。Kotukowentout,dayafterday,withalighthunting-sleighandsixorsevenofthestrongestdogs,lookingtillhiseyesachedforsomepatchofclearicewhereasealmightperhapshavescratchedabreathing-hole。Kotukothedograngedfarandwide,andinthedeadstillnessoftheice-fieldsKotukotheboycouldhearhishalf-chokedwhineofexcitement,aboveaseal-holethreemilesaway,asplainlyasthoughhewereathiselbow。Whenthedogfoundaholetheboywouldbuildhimselfalittle,lowsnowwalltokeepofftheworstofthebitterwind,andtherehewouldwaitten,twelve,twentyhoursforthesealtocomeuptobreathe,hiseyesgluedtothetinymarkhehadmadeabovetheholetoguidethedownwardthrustofhisharpoon,alittleseal-skinmatunderhisfeet,andhislegstiedtogetherinthetutareang(thebucklethattheoldhuntershadtalkedabout)。Thishelpstokeepaman’slegsfromtwitchingashewaitsandwaitsandwaitsforthequick-earedsealtorise。Thoughthereisnoexcitementinit,youcaneasilybelievethatthesittingstillinthebucklewiththethermometerperhapsfortydegreesbelowzeroisthehardestworkanInuitknows。Whenasealwascaught,Kotukothedogwouldboundforward,histracetrailingbehindhim,andhelptopullthebodytothesleigh,wherethetiredandhungrydogslaysullenlyundertheleeofthebrokenice。
Asealdidnotgoveryfar,foreachmouthinthelittlevillagehadarighttobefilled,andneitherbone,hide,norsinewwaswasted。Thedogs’meatwastakenforhumanuse,andAmoraqfedtheteamwithpiecesofoldsummerskin-tentsrakedoutfromunderthesleeping-bench,andtheyhowledandhowledagain,andwakedtohowlhungrily。Onecouldtellbythesoap-stonelampsinthehutsthatfaminewasnear。Ingoodseasons,whenblubberwasplentiful,thelightintheboat-shapedlampswouldbetwofeethigh——cheerful,oily,andyellow。Nowitwasabaresixinches:Amoraqcarefullyprickeddownthemosswick,whenanunwatchedflamebrightenedforamoment,andtheeyesofallthefamilyfollowedherhand。Thehorroroffamineupthereinthegreatcoldisnotsomuchdying,asdyinginthedark。AlltheInuitdreadthedarkthatpressesonthemwithoutabreakforsixmonthsineachyear;andwhenthelampsarelowinthehousesthemindsofpeoplebegintobeshakenandconfused。
Butworsewastocome。
Theunderfeddogssnappedandgrowledinthepassages,glaringatthecoldstars,andsnuffingintothebitterwind,nightafternight。Whentheystoppedhowlingthesilencefelldownagainassolidandheavyasasnowdriftagainstadoor,andmencouldhearthebeatingoftheirbloodinthethinpassagesoftheear,andthethumpingoftheirownhearts,thatsoundedasloudasthenoiseofsorcerers’drumsbeatenacrossthesnow。OnenightKotukothedog,whohadbeenunusuallysulleninharness,leapedupandpushedhisheadagainstKotuko’sknee。Kotukopattedhim,butthedogstillpushedblindlyforward,fawning。ThenKadluwaked,andgrippedtheheavywolf-likehead,andstaredintotheglassyeyes。
ThedogwhimperedandshiveredbetweenKadlu’sknees。Thehairroseabouthisneck,andhegrowledasthoughastrangerwereatthedoor;thenhebarkedjoyously,androlledontheground,andbitatKotuko’sbootlikeapuppy。