ding with one wing
hanging broken to the ground, anticipated nothing but an easy capture,
and so he thoughtlessly attempted to throw himself on the bird and
quickly capture him in his arms.
Poor fellow, when picked up he could hardly tell what had happened, only
that it seemed to him he had been pounded with sledge hammers and had
seen some thousands of stars.
What had really happened was this: the instant Alec sprang forward and
stooped to seize his game the goose with his unwounded wing had hit him
such a blow on the head as to quite stun him, and this had been followed
by several other blows in rapid succession. Fortunately old Ooseemeemou
was not far off. He rushed to Alec's rescue and speedily dispatched the
goose, and thus delivered the boy from the humiliating position of being
badly whipped by a wounded goose. Poor fellow, he carried in the black
and blue marks on his body the effects of the fierce blows which had
been rained upon him.
Frank had conquered his without any mishap; but Sam, in reaching out to
seize hold of the one he was chasing, had received such a blow from a
wing on his elbow that he fairly howled with the pain, and was not able
to fire another shot during the rest of the day's sport. It was news to
the boys when the Indians told them that an old goose with one blow of
his wing has been known to kill a large fox or to break the leg of a
man. So the boys, while delighted with the success of their first goose
hunt, ever after had a much greater respect for the poor despised goose
than before.
With the veering of the wind the decoys were changed so as to bring the
geese down in the right direction in range of the guns, and sport
continued until evening. Then, after a hasty supper on the rocks in the
glorious gloaming that exists for many hours in those high latitudes in
the summer months, the canoes were loaded, and three very tired but
happy boys who wanted to paddle went to sleep in the canoes long ere the
hospitable home of their host was reached.
The Indians are the kindest men in the world with whom to travel.
Hardly knowing how it happened, the boys were carefully helped to their
quarters in the fort. Here their bruises were bathed, their suppers
eaten, their prayers said, and then there was the long nine hours'
dreamless sleep, "Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep."
When next morning the boys were discussing the, to them, glorious
adventures of the two preceding da
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