American fiction -- 19th century; Historical fiction; Indians of North America -- Fiction
“There's game in the wind,” answered Whiskey Centre, who had a good
knowledge of most of the craft of border life, notwithstanding his
ungovernable propensity to drink, and who, by nature, was both shrewd
and resolute. “I shouldn't wonder”--a common expression of his class--“if
we found bears prowling about that honey!”
“Such things have happened in my time,” answered the bee-hunter, “and
twice in my experience I've been driven from the field, and forced to
let the devils get my 'arnin's.”
“That was when you had no comrade, stranger” returned Gershom, raising a
rifle, and carefully examining its flint and its priming. “It will be a
large family on 'em that drives us from that tree; for my mind is made
up to give Doll and Blossom a taste of the sweets.”
If this was said imprudently, as respects ownership in the prize, it
was said heartily, so far as spirit and determination were concerned. It
proved that Whiskey Centre had points about him which, if not absolutely
redeeming, served in some measure to lessen the disgust which one might
other-wise have felt for his character. The bee-hunter knew that there
was a species of hardihood that belonged to border men as the fruits
of their habits, and, apparently, he had all necessary confidence in
Gershom's disposition to sustain him, should there be occasion for a
conflict with his old enemies.
The first measure of the bee-hunter, after landing and securing his
boat, was to quiet Hive. The animal being under excellent command, this
was soon done; the mastiff maintaining the position assigned him in the
rear, though evidently impatient to be let loose. Had not le Bourdon
known the precise position of the fallen tree, and through that the
probable position of his enemies, he would have placed the mastiff in
advance, as a pioneer or scout; but he deemed it necessary, under
the actual circumstances, to hold him as a reserve, or a force to be
directed whither occasion might require. With this arrangement, then,
le Bourdon and Whiskey Centre advanced, side by side, each carrying two
pieces, from the margin of the river toward the open land that commanded
a view of the tree. On reaching the desired point, a halt was called, in
order to reconnoitre.
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