第 5 节
作者:痛罚      更新:2024-04-07 11:54      字数:9322
  ney; and every day after that we were able to cover
  the distance demanded by the schedule arranged
  before we started。  This meant that some sort of
  shelter usually awaited us at night。  But one day
  we knew there would be no houses between the place
  we left in the morning and that where we were to
  sleep。  The distance was about twenty miles; and
  when twilight fell we had not made it。  In the back
  of the wagon my mother had a box of little pigs;
  and during the afternoon these had broken loose and
  escaped into the woods。  We had lost much time in
  finding them; and we were so exhausted that when
  we came to a hut made of twigs and boughs we de…
  cided to camp in it for the night; though we knew
  nothing about it。  My brother had unharnessed
  the horses; and my mother and sister were cooking
  dough…goda mixture of flour; water; and soda;
  fried in a pan…when two men rode up on horse…
  back and called my brother to one side。  Immedi…
  ately after the talk which followed James harnessed
  his horses again and forced us to go on; though by
  that time darkness had fallen。  He told mother; but
  did not tell us children until long afterward; that a
  man had been murdered in the hut only the night
  before。  The murderer was still at large in the woods;
  and the new…comers were members of a posse who
  were searching for him。  My brother needed no
  urging to put as many miles as he could between
  us and the sinister spot。
  In that fashion we made our way to our new home。
  The last day; like the first; we traveled only eight
  miles; but we spent the night in a house I shall never
  forget。  It was beautifully clean; and for our eve…
  ning meal its mistress brought out loaves of bread
  which were the largest we had ever seen。  She cut
  great slices of this bread for us and spread maple
  sugar on them; and it seemed to us that never be…
  fore had anything tasted so good。
  The next morning we made the last stage of our
  journey; our hearts filled with the joy of nearing
  our new home。  We all had an idea that we were
  going to a farm; and we expected some resemblance
  at least to the prosperous farms we had seen in New
  England。  My mother's mental picture was; natu…
  rally; of an English farm。  Possibly she had visions
  of red barns and deep meadows; sunny skies and
  daisies。  What we found awaiting us were the four
  walls and the roof of a good…sized log…house; stand…
  ing in a small cleared strip of the wilderness; its doors
  and windows represented by square holes; its floor
  also a thing of the future; its whole effect achingly
  forlorn and desolate。  It was late in the afternoon
  when we drove up to the opening that was its front
  entrance; and I shall never forget the look my
  mother turned upon the place。  Without a word
  she crossed its threshold; and; standing very still;
  looked slowly around her。  Then something within
  her seemed to give way; and she sank upon the
  ground。  She could not realize even then; I think;
  that this was really the place father had prepared
  for us; that here he expected us to live。  When she
  finally took it in she buried her face in her hands;
  and in that way she sat for hours without moving or
  speaking。  For the first time in her life she had for…
  gotten us; and we; for our part; dared not speak to
  her。  We stood around her in a frightened group;
  talking to one another in whispers。  Our little world
  had crumbled under our feet。  Never before had
  we seen our mother give way to despair。
  Night began to fall。  The woods became alive
  with night creatures; and the most harmless made
  the most noise。  The owls began to hoot; and soon
  we heard the wildcat; whose crya screech like
  that of a lost and panic…stricken childis one of
  the most appalling sounds of the forest。  Later the
  wolves added their howls to the uproar; but though
  darkness came and we children whimpered around
  her; our mother still sat in her strange lethargy。
  At last my brother brought the horses close to the
  cabin and built fires to protect them and us。  He
  was only twenty; but he showed himself a man dur…
  ing those early pioneer days。  While he was picketing
  the horses and building his protecting fires my
  mother came to herself; but her face when she
  raised it was worse than her silence had been。  She
  seemed to have died and to have returned to us
  from the grave; and I am sure she felt that she had
  done so。  From that moment she took up again the
  burden of her life; a burden she did not lay down
  until she passed away; but her face never lost the
  deep lines those first hours of her pioneer life had
  cut upon it。
  That night we slept on boughs spread on the earth
  inside the cabin walls; and we put blankets before
  the holes which represented our doors and windows;
  and kept our watch…fires burning。  Soon the other
  children fell asleep; but there was no sleep for me。
  I was only twelve years old; but my mind was full of
  fancies。  Behind our blankets; swaying in the night
  wind; I thought I saw the heads and pushing shoul…
  ders of animals and heard their padded footfalls。
  Later years brought familiarity with wild things;
  and with worse things than they。  But to…night that
  which I most feared was within; not outside of; the
  cabin。  In some way which I did not understand
  the one sure refuge in our new world had been taken
  from us。  I hardly knew the silent woman who lay
  near me; tossing from side to side and staring into
  the darkness; I felt that we had lost our mother。
  II
  IN THE WILDERNESS
  Like most men; my dear father should never
  have married。  Though his nature was one of
  the sweetest I have ever known; and though he would
  at any call give his time to or risk his life for others;
  in practical matters he remained to the end of his
  days as irresponsible as a child。  If his mind turned
  to practical details at all; it was solely in their bear…
  ing toward great developments of the future。  To
  him an acorn was not an acorn; but a forest of young
  oaks。
  Thus; when he took up his claim of three hundred
  and sixty acres of land in the wilderness of northern
  Michigan; and sent my mother and five young chil…
  dren to live there alone until he could join us eighteen
  months later; he gave no thought to the manner in
  which we were to make the struggle and survive
  the hardships before us。  He had furnished us with
  land and the four walls of a log cabin。  Some day;
  he reasoned; the place would be a fine estate; which
  his sons would inherit and in the course of time pass
  on to their sonsalways an Englishman's most iri…
  descent dream。  That for the present we were one
  hundred miles from a railroad; forty miles from the
  nearest post…office; and half a dozen miles from any
  neighbors save Indians; wolves; and wildcats; that
  we were wholly unlearned in the ways of the woods
  as well as in the most primitive methods of farming;
  that we lacked not only every comfort; but even
  the bare necessities of life; and that we must begin;
  single…handed and untaught; a struggle for existence
  in which some of the severest forces of nature would
  be arrayed against usthese facts had no weight
  in my father's mind。  Even if he had witnessed my
  mother's despair on the night of our arrival in our
  new home; he would not have understood it。  From
  his viewpoint; he was doing a man's duty。  He was
  working steadily in Lawrence; and; incidentally;
  giving much time to the Abolition cause and to
  other big public movements of his day which had
  his interest and sympathy。  He wrote to us regu…
  larly and sent us occasional remittances; as well as
  a generous supply of improving literature for our
  minds。  It remained for us to strengthen our bodies;
  to meet the conditions in which he had placed us;
  and to survive if we could。
  We faced our situation with clear and unalarmed
  eyes the morning after our arrival。  The problem
  of food; we knew; was at least temporarily solved。
  We had brought with us enough coffee; pork; and
  flour to last for several weeks; and the one necessity
  father had put inside the cabin walls was a great
  fireplace; made of mud and stones; in which our food
  could be cooked。  The problem of our water…supply
  was less simple; but my brother James solved it for
  the time by showing us a creek a long distance from
  the house; and for months we carried from this
  creek; in pails; every drop of water we used; save
  that which we caught in troughs when the rain fell。
  We held a family council after breakfast; and in this;
  though I was only twelve; I took an eager and determined
  part。  I loved workit has always been my favorite form
  of recreationand my spirit rose to the opportunities of it
  which smiled on us from every side。  Obviously the first
  thing to do was to put doors and windows into the
  yawning holes father had left for them; and to lay a board
  flooring over the earth inside our ca