Fire in the Woods: Illustrated — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Fire in the Woods: Illustrated
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By this time they were ready to start, and accordingly they set out
on their way down the stream to the rock already mentioned. It was not
quite day when they started, but by the time they reached the rock it
was full day, so that they would be able to detect any trace of Phil’s
pathway if any such trace might remain. The rock was about thirty or
forty feet high, and rose upon the edge of the river which flowed along
its base. Phil might have crossed the river, and gone down, as Pat did,
on the other side; but he chose this, probably thinking that it was only
a few steps. On reaching this place Pat was able to point out pretty
nearly the spot where he saw Phil mount the bank. Here the underbrush
seemed to show signs of having been trampled upon, and they at once
ascended the bank in this direction. For some distance the marks
continued, and they followed very carefully. At last, shortly after they
reached the top of the bank, these faint marks died out utterly, and
there remained no trace whatever of any footsteps that was discernible
to their eyes. Here, then, they paused, and again considered what they
should do.
After careful consideration of everything, it seemed to them that
the best thing for them now to do was to advance from the river bank
directly into the woods in as straight a line as possible. If they were
to do this for several miles, they might get upon the wanderer’s track.
They therefore set out, walking away from the river, trying by every
possible means to make their course a straight line. They also tore off
twigs from the trees as they went and strewed them behind them to leave
a trail. Thus they went for about half an hour. Then they began to
shout, and still going onward for another half hour, they continued
their shouts. But at the end of this time and these efforts they were no
better off than at the beginning, and to all their cries there came no
response whatever.
Here another discussion took place. It seemed to Pat that Phil must have
wandered down the stream, how far he did not know, but perhaps miles,
and that on his return he had left the river at some point, and thus
been lost. If this were so, it followed that the best place to search
for him would be the woods lying on a line with the river, and extending
along its banks. If they were now to turn to the right, they would be
going in a course parallel to the river, and through those very woods
in which it was most likely that Phil might be. Pat’s statement and
argument seemed so reasonable that Bart at once adopted it; and so, with
the utmost care, they took up a course which seemed as near as possible
at right angles with their former one, and consequently as nearly as
possible parallel with the flow of the river. In this direction they now
went, trying as before to keep a straight course, and to leave a trail
behind them. Above all, they kept shouting and calling all the time.