We must pass over six weeks, during which the labour was
continued without intermission, and the house was raised of logs,
squared and well fitted; the windows and doors were also put in, and the
roof well covered in with large squares of birch-bark, firmly fixed on
the rafters. The house consisted of one large room, as a dining-room,
and the kitchen, with a floor of well-beaten clay, a smaller room, as a
sitting-room, and three bed-rooms, all of which were floored; one of the
largest of them fitted all round with bed-places against the walls, in
the same way as on board of packets; this room was for the four boys,
and had two spare bed-places in it. The others, which were for the two
girls and Mr and Mrs Campbell, were much smaller. But before the house
was half built, a large outhouse adjoining to it had been raised to hold
the stores which Mr Campbell had brought with him, with a rough granary
made above the store-room. The interior of the house was not yet fitted
up, although the furniture had been put in, and the family slept in it,
rough as it was, in preference to the tents, as they were very much
annoyed with mosquitoes. The stores were now safe from the weather, and
they had a roof over their heads, which was the grand object that was to
be obtained. The carpenters were still very busy fitting up the interior
of the house, and the other men were splitting rails for a snake-fence,
and also selecting small timber for raising a high palisade round the
premises. Martin had not been idle. The site of the house was just where
the brushwood joined to the prairie, and Martin had been clearing it
away and stacking it, and also collecting wood for winter fuel. It had
been decided that four cows, which had been driven round from the fort,
should be housed during the winter in a small building on the other side
of the stream, which had belonged to Malachi Bone, as it was surrounded
with a high snake-fence, and sufficiently large to hold them and even
more. The commandant had very kindly selected the most quiet cows to
milk, and Mary and Emma Percival had already entered upon their duties:
the milk had been put into the store-house until a dairy could be built
up. A very neat bridge had been thrown across the stream, and every
morning the two girls, generally attended by Henry, Alfred, or Captain
Sinclair, crossed over, and soon became expert in their new vocation as
dairy-maids. Altogether, things began to wear a promising appearance.
Henry and Mr Campbell had dug up as fast as Martin and Alfred cleared
away the brushwood, and the garden had already been cropped with such
few articles as could be put in at that season. The commandant had some
pigs ready for the settlers as soon as they were ready to receive them,
and had more than once come up in the boats to ascertain their progress,
and to offer any advice that he might consider useful.
We
must not, however, forget Malachi Bone. The day after Bone had come to
Mr Campbell, Emma perceived him going away into the woods with his
rifle, followed by her cousin John; and being very curious to see his
Indian wife, she persuaded Alfred and Captain Sinclair to accompany her
and Mary to the other side of the stream. The great point was to know
where to cross it, but as John had found out the means of so doing, it
was to be presumed that there was a passage, and they set off to look
for it. They found that, about half a mile up the stream, which there
ran through the wood, a large tree had been blown down and laid across
it, and with the assistance of the young men, Mary and Emma passed it
without much difficulty; they then turned back by the side of the stream
until they approached the lodge of old Malachi. As they walked towards
it, they could not perceive any one stirring; but at last a dog of the
Indian breed began to bark; still nobody came out, and they arrived at
the door of the lodge where the dog stood; when, sitting on the floor,
they perceived the Indian girl whom they were in search of. She was very
busy sewing a pair of mocassins out of deer leather. She appeared
startled when she first saw Alfred; but when she perceived that the
young ladies were with him, her confidence returned. She slightly bowed
her head, and continued her work.
“How very young she is,” said Emma; “why she cannot be more than
eighteen years old.”
“I
doubt if she is so much,” replied Captain Sinclair.
“She has a very modest, unaffected look, has she not, Alfred?” said
Mary.
“Yes, I think there is something very prepossessing in her countenance.”
“She is too young a wife for the old hunter, at all events,” observed
Alfred.
“That is not unusual among the Indians,” said Captain Sinclair; “a very
old chief will often have three or four young wives; they are to be
considered more in the light of his servants than anything else.”
“But she must think us very rude to talk and stare at her in this
manner; I suppose she cannot speak English.”
“I
will speak to her in her own language, if she is a Chippeway or any of
the tribes about here, for they all have the same dialect,” said Captain
Sinclair.
Captain Sinclair addressed her in the Indian language, and the Indian
girl replied in a very soft voice.
“She says her husband is gone to bring home venison.”
“Tell her we are coming to live here, and will give her anything she
wants.”
Captain Sinclair again addressed her, and received her answer.
“She says that you are beautiful flowers, but not the wild flowers of
the country, and that the cold winter will kill you.”
“Tell her she will find us alive next summer,” said Emma; “and, Captain
Sinclair, give her this brooch of mine, and tell her to wear it for my
sake.”
Captain Sinclair gave the message and the ornament to the Indian girl,
who replied, as she looked up and smiled at Emma, “That she would never
forget the beautiful Lily who was so kind to the little
Strawberry-plant.”
“Really her language is poetical and beautiful,” observed Mary; “I have
nothing to give her—Oh! yes, I have; here is my ivory needle-case, with
some needles in it. Tell her it will be of use to her when she sews her
mocassins. Open it and shew her what is inside.”
“She says she will be able to work faster and better, and wishes to look
at your foot, that she may be grateful; so put your foot out, Miss
Percival.”
Mary did so; the Indian girl examined it, and smiled and nodded her
head.
“Oh, Captain Sinclair, tell her that the little boy who is gone with her
husband is our cousin.”
Captain Sinclair reported her answer, which was, “He will be a great
hunter and bring home plenty of game by-and-bye.”
“Well, now tell her that we shall always be happy to see her, and that
we are going home again! and ask her name, and tell her our own.”
As
Captain Sinclair interpreted, the Indian girl pronounced after him the
names of Mary and Emma very distinctly.
“She has your names you perceive; her own, translated into English, is
the Strawberry-plant.”
They then nodded farewell to the young Indian, and returned
home. On the second evening after their visit, as they were at supper,
the conversation turned upon the hunter and his young Indian wife, when
John, who had, as usual, been silent, suddenly broke out with “Goes away
to-morrow!”
“They go away to-morrow, John; where do they go to?” said Mr Campbell.
“Woods,” replied John.
John was correct in his statement. Early the next morning, Malachi Bone,
with his rifle on his shoulder and an axe in his hand, was seen crossing
the prairie belonging to Mr Campbell, followed by his wife, who was bent
double under her burden, which was composed of all the property which
the old hunter possessed, tied up in blankets. He had left word the
night before with Martin that he would come back in a few days, as soon
as he had squatted, to settle the bargain for his allotment of land made
over to Mr Campbell. This was just before they had sat down to
breakfast, and then they observed that John was missing.
“He was here just before prayers,” said Mrs Campbell. “He must have
slipped away after the old hunter.”
“No doubt of that, ma’am,” said Martin. “He will go with him and find
out where he puts up his wigwam, and after that he will come back to
you; so there is no use sending after him; indeed, we don’t know which
way to send.”
Martin was right. Two days afterwards, John made his appearance again,
and remained very quietly at home during the whole week, catching fish
in the stream or practising with a bow and some arrows, which he had
obtained from Malachi Bone; but the boy appeared to be more taciturn and
more fond of being alone than ever he was before; still he was obedient
and kind towards his mother and cousins, and was fond of Percival’s
company when he went to take trout from the stream.
It
was of course after the departure of the old hunter, that his log-hut
was taken possession of, and the cows put into the meadow in front of
it.
As
the work became more advanced, Martin went out every day, accompanied
either by Alfred or Henry, in pursuit of game. Mr Campbell had procured
an ample supply of ammunition, as well as the rifles, at Quebec. These
had been unpacked, and the young men were becoming daily more expert. Up
to the present, the supply of game from the fort, and occasional fresh
beef, had not rendered it necessary for Mr Campbell to have much
recourse to his barrels of salt-pork, but still it was necessary that a
supply should be procured as often as possible, that they might husband
their stores. Martin was a certain shot if within distance, and they
seldom returned without a deer slung between them.
The garden had been cleared away and the pigsties were finished, but
there was still the most arduous portion of the work to commence, which
was the felling of the trees to clear the land for the growing of corn.
In this they could expect no assistance from the garrison; indeed, from
the indulgence of the commandant, they had already obtained more than
they could have expected. It was in the last days of August, and the men
lent from the garrison were about to be recalled; the houses were
completed, the palisade had been raised round the house and store-house,
and the men were now required at the fort. Captain Sinclair received
several hints from the commandant that he must use all convenient
despatch, and limit his absence to a few days more, which he trusted
would be sufficient. Captain Sinclair, who would willingly have remained
in society which he so much valued, and who had now become almost one of
the family, found that he could make no more excuses. He reported that
he would be ready to return on the 1st of September, and on the morning
of that day the bateauxarrived
to take back the soldiers, and bring the pigs and fowls which had been
promised. Mr Campbell settled his account with Captain Sinclair, by a
draft upon his banker at Quebec, for the pay of the soldiers, the cows,
and the pigs.
The Captain then took leave of his friends with mutual regret, and many
kind adieux, and, accompanied by the whole of the family to the beach,
embarked with all his men and pulled away for the fort.
