Extraordinary as it may seem, the rest of the people were very soon
asleep again. Andrew and I were the only two awake. The gun which had
been fired was reloaded, and, having placed the two close at hand, we
sat down just inside the curtain, leaving only a small aperture on
either side of it, through which to look out. We also placed a couple
of lances within our reach, that, should any more bears visit us, as we
hoped they might, we might have a better chance of killing them; for
their flesh, though rank, is not unwholesome, and, at all events, it
would enable us to support life as long as it lasted, independently of
the value of their skins.
After we had made our preparations, Andrew advised me to lie down and to
try to sleep; but I told him that I was too much excited, and that it
was impossible, and that, if he would allow me, I would much rather sit
up and watch with him; or, if he liked, I would watch while he slept,
and would call him if anything occurred.
"Neither can I sleep, Peter," he answered: "You and the rest have chosen
me to guide you, and I doubly feel the responsibility of my office; for
I need not tell you that I think our position very bad. From the first
time I saw you, I found that you were well educated, and I since have
had reason to place confidence in you. Now, Peter, I am afraid that,
when we are surrounded with far greater difficulties than we have yet
met with, some of these poor fellows will lose heart, and sink under
them, unless their spirits are kept up, and a good example is set them.
I therefore rely upon you to assist me, by showing that, young as you
are, you do not shrink from danger, and that you place a firm reliance
on the power of God to deliver us, notwithstanding all the appearance to
the contrary."
I told Andrew that I thanked him for the confidence he placed in me, and
that I hoped I should not disappoint his expectations.
"I know you will not, Peter; but I tell you that our courage will be
severely tried," he answered.
"Why, don't you think the ship will be able to take us off?" I asked.
"I do not think she will, Peter," he replied. "Before the gale is over,
she will have been driven very far to the south; and it will take her so
many days to beat back, if the wind should continue foul, that Captain
Rendall will consider we must have perished, and that the attempt would
be useless, and that he should not be justified in thus risking the
safety of his ship."
"What hope, then, have we?" I asked.
"My greatest hope is, that we may be seen by some other ship passing
after the gale has moderated," he answered. "If that fails to us, we
must endeavour to pass the winter on shore. Others have done so before
now; and I do not see why we should not manage to live as well as the
ignorant natives who inhabit this country."
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