Alfred ran down to the beach; the punt was gone from the shore, and
after looking for some time to leeward, which was to the eastward, in
the direction of the rapids, Alfred thought that he perceived something
like a boat at a distance of three or four miles; but the water of the
lake was much raffled by the strong wind, and it was not easy to
distinguish.
Alfred hastened back, and said to Emma, "I really am afraid that John is
adrift. I think I see the boat, but am not sure. Emma, go in quietly
and bring out my telescope, which is over my bed-place. Do not let them
see you, or they will be asking questions, and your aunt may be
alarmed."
Emma went to the house, and soon returned with the telescope. Alfred
and Malachi then went down to the beach, and the former distinctly made
out that what he had seen was the punt adrift, with John in it.
"Now, what is to be done?" said Alfred. "I must take a horse and ride
off to the fort, for if they do not see him before he passes he may not
be picked up."
"If he once gets into the rapids, sir," said Malachi, "he will be in
great danger, for he may be borne down upon one of the rocks and upset
in a minute."
"Yes, but he is some way from them yet," replied Alfred.
"Very true, sir; but with this strong wind right down to them, and
helping the current, he will soon be there. There is no time to be
lost."
"No; but I'll go in to dinner, and as soon as I have taken a mouthful,
just to avoid creating any alarm, I will slip out, and ride to the fort
as fast as I can."
"Just so; you will be there in good time, for he is now three miles
above the fort; indeed, he cannot well pass it without their seeing
him."
"Yes he can, now that the water is so rough," replied Alfred; "recollect
that they are soldiers in the fort, and not sailors, who are accustomed
to look on the water. A piece of drift timber and a punt is much the
same to their eyes. Come, let us go in to dinner."
"Yes, sir, I'll follow you," replied Malachi; "but, before I come in
I'll catch the horse and saddle him for you. You can tell Miss Emma to
hold her tongue about it."
Alfred rejoined Emma, whom he cautioned, and then they went in to their
dinner.
"Where's John?" said Mr Campbell; "he promised me some lake-fish for
dinner, and has never brought them in; so you will not have such good
fare as I expected."
"And where's Malachi?" said Alfred.
"I daresay he and John are out together somewhere," observed Henry, who,
with Martin, had come in before Alfred.
"Well he will lose his dinner," said Mrs Campbell.
"That's what I cannot afford to do, mother," said Alfred; "I am very
hungry, and I have not more than five minutes to spare, for that seed
must be put in to-night."
"I thought Malachi was with you, Alfred," said Mr Campbell.
"So he was, father," replied Alfred, "but he left me. Now, mother,
please to give me my dinner."
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