"This won't do," said Slag, on making the discovery. "We'll have to
steer d'rect for the highest land."
"That's so, Joe," said Mitford, "and yonder's a height away there, right
in the wind's eye, that will act as a beacon to us."
"I sees it, John--but, I say, what's the matter wi' Terrence?"
This question was drawn forth by the action of the Irishman, who had
walked on about fifty yards in advance of his comrades. He was standing
in the attitude of an ancient Roman about to discharge a javelin.
Stooping low as if to render themselves less conspicuous, Mitford
muttered, "hallo!" and his comrade whispered, "Sh! he sees suthin'!"
Whatever it was he saw, O'Connor evidently felt too far off to act
effectively, for, after standing a moment in the classic position just
referred to, he suddenly lowered his spear, dropped on hands and knees,
and made a slow, undignified advance of a few yards. Then he rose
again, became classic once more and discharged his spear, in a manner
that would have done credit to Achilles himself.
The growl that followed, and the "bad luck to ye," that came faintly
back on the breeze, told too plainly that the result was a miss.
"Sure it's a rabbit I saw," he said, returning to his companions, "an'
if I'd only sent it two yards more to the left, I'd have hit the baste!"
To the satisfaction of the explorers, it was found that the sandhills
were burrowed all over by rabbits, and that there existed there a large
colony of them. Cheered by this--in spite of their bad javelin play--
they made for the high ground, and soon found themselves threading a
belt of wood, after crossing which they reached the foot of the range of
hills that bounded the island to the westward.
It was a weird, rugged spot, covered with great boulders that had rolled
down the hill-sides, and with gaps and chasms here and there of
considerable depth, that suggested the idea of volcanic action having
visited the place at some remote period. These chasms or rents in the
earth were overgrown with trees or bushes in many places, and obliged
the travellers to make wide detours in some places to avoid them.
Thus they were so much delayed that night was upon them before they had
reached the higher parts of the hill-range where they had intended to
encamp.
The difference between blanketing and gossamer is great, yet it is
inconceivably slight compared with the difference between gossamer and
nothing! In the pride of their strength the members of the exploring
party lay down to sleep without covering of any kind, for the good
reason that they possessed none, and before morning they would gladly
have given a fabulous price for even a gossamer coverlet.
"It's freezin' I am, if not froze," said Terrence O'Connor at the end of
the second sleepless hour. "If we could have only brought away some o'
the fire in our pockets, what a comfort it would have bin!"
He got up, shook himself, and slapped his arms across his breast
vigorously.
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