smoke bellew(史沫克·贝罗)-第6部分
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arm and then the other and rested them flat on the surface for the support
of his chin。 Then he began to call for help。 After a time he heard the
sound of feet sucking through the mud as some one advanced from
behind。
〃Lend a hand； friend；〃 he said。 〃Throw out a life…line or something。〃
It was a woman's voice that answered； and he recognized it。
〃If you'll unbuckle the straps I can get up。〃
The hundred pounds rolled into the mud with a soggy noise； and he
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slowly gained his feet。
〃A pretty predicament；〃 Miss Gastell laughed； at sight of his mud…
covered face。
〃Not at all；〃 he replied airily。 〃My favourite physical exercise stunt。
Try it some time。 It's great for the pectoral muscles and the spine。〃
He wiped his face； flinging the slush from his hand with a snappy jerk。
〃Oh！〃 she cried in recognition。 〃It's MrahMr Smoke Bellew。〃
〃I thank you gravely for your timely rescue and for that name；〃 he
answered。 〃I have been doubly baptized。 Henceforth I shall insist
always on being called Smoke Bellew。 It is a strong name； and not
without significance。〃
He paused； and then voice and expression became suddenly fierce。
〃Do you know what I'm going to do？〃 he demanded。 〃I'm going back
to the States。 I am going to get married。 I am going to raise a large
family of children。 And then； as the evening shadows fall； I shall gather
those children about me and relate the sufferings and hardships I endured
on the Chilcoot Trail。 And if they don't cryI repeat； if they don't cry； I'll
lambaste the stuffing out of them。〃
VIII。
The arctic winter came down apace。 Snow that had come to stay lay
six inches on the ground； and the ice was forming in quiet ponds； despite
the fierce gales that blew。 It was in the late afternoon； during a lull in
such a gale； that Kit and John Bellew helped the cousins load the boat and
watched it disappear down the lake in a snow…squall。
〃And now a night's sleep and an early start in the morning；〃 said John
Bellew。 〃If we aren't storm…bound at the summit we'll make Dyea to…
morrow night； and if we have luck in catching a steamer we'll be in San
Francisco in a week。〃
〃Enjoyed your vacation？〃 Kit asked absently。
Their camp for that last night at Linderman was a melancholy remnant。
Everything of use； including the tent； had been taken by the cousins。 A
tattered tarpaulin； stretched as a wind…break； partially sheltered them from
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the driving snow。 Supper they cooked on an open fire in a couple of
battered and discarded camp utensils。 All that was left them were their
blankets； and food for several meals。
From the moment of the departure of the boat； Kit had become absent
and restless。 His uncle noticed his condition； and attributed it to the fact
that the end of the hard toil had come。 Only once during supper did Kit
speak。
〃Avuncular；〃 he said； relevant of nothing； 〃after this； I wish you'd call
me Smoke。 I've made some smoke on this trail； haven't I？〃
A few minutes later he wandered away in the direction of the village of
tents that sheltered the gold…rushers who were still packing or building
their boats。 He was gone several hours； and when he returned and
slipped into his blankets John Bellew was asleep。
In the darkness of a gale…driven morning； Kit crawled out； built a fire
in his stocking feet； by which he thawed out his frozen shoes； then boiled
coffee and fried bacon。 It was a chilly； miserable meal。 As soon as
finished； they strapped their blankets。 As John Bellew turned to lead the
way toward the Chilcoot Trail； Kit held out his hand。
〃Good…bye； avuncular；〃 he said。
John Bellew looked at him and swore in his surprise。
〃Don't forget my name's Smoke；〃 Kit chided。
〃But what are you going to do？〃
Kit waved his hand in a general direction northward over the storm…
lashed lake。
〃What's the good of turning back after getting this far？〃 he asked。
〃Besides； I've got my taste of meat； and I like it。 I'm going on。〃
〃You're broke；〃 protested John Bellew。 〃You have no outfit。〃
〃I've got a job。 Behold your nephew； Christopher Smoke Bellew！
He's got a job at a hundred and fifty per month and grub。 He's going
down to Dawson with a couple of dudes and another gentleman's man
camp…cook； boatman； and general all…around hustler。 And O'Hara and the
Billow can go to hell。 Good…bye。〃
But John Bellew was dazed； and could only mutter：
〃I don't understand。〃 〃They say the baldface grizzlies are thick in the
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Yukon Basin；〃 Kit explained。 〃Well； I've got only one suit of
underclothes； and I'm going after the bear…meat； that's all。〃
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THE MEAT。
I。
Half the time the wind blew a gale； and Smoke Bellew staggered
against it along the beach。 In the gray of dawn a dozen boats were being
loaded with the precious outfits packed across Chilcoot。 They were
clumsy； home…made boats； put together by men who were not boat…
builders； out of planks they had sawed by hand from green spruce trees。
One boat； already loaded； was just starting； and Kit paused to watch。
The wind； which was fair down the lake； here blew in squarely on the
beach； kicking up a nasty sea in the shallows。 The men of the departing
boat waded in high rubber boots as they shoved it out toward deeper water。
Twice they did this。 Clambering aboard and failing to row clear； the boat
was swept back and grounded。 Kit noticed that the spray on the sides of
the boat quickly turned to ice。 The third attempt was a partial success。
The last two men to climb in were wet to their waists； but the boat was
afloat。 They struggled awkwardly at the heavy oars； and slowly worked
off shore。 Then they hoisted a sail made of blankets； had it carried away in
a gust； and were swept a third time back on the freezing beach。
Kit grinned to himself and went on。 This was what he must expect to
encounter； for he； too； in his new role of gentleman's man； was to start
from the beach in a similar boat that very day。
Everywhere men were at work； and at work desperately； for the
closing down of winter was so imminent that it was a gamble whether or
not they would get across the great chain of lakes before the freeze…up。
Yet； when Kit arrived at the tent of Messrs Sprague and Stine； he did not
find them stirring。
By a fire； under the shelter of a tarpaulin； squatted a short； thick man
smoking a brown…paper cigarette。
〃Hello；〃 he said。 〃Are you Mister Sprague's new man？〃
As Kit nodded； he thought he had noted a shade of emphasis on the
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mister and the man； and he was sure of a hint of a twinkle in the corner of
the eye。
〃Well； I'm Doc Stine's man；〃 the other went on。 〃I'm five feet two
inches long； and my name's Shorty； Jack Short for short； and sometimes
known as Johnny…on…the…Spot。〃
Kit put out his hand and shook。
〃Were you raised on bear…meat？〃 he queried。
〃Sure；〃 was the answer； 〃though my first feedin' was buffalo…milk as
near as I can remember。 Sit down an' have some grub。 The bosses ain't
turned out yet。〃
And despite the one breakfast； Kit sat down under the tarpaulin and ate
a second breakfast thrice as hearty。 The heavy； purging toil of weeks had
given him the stomach and appetite of a wolf。 He could eat anything； in
any quantity； and be unaware that he possessed a digestion。 Shorty he
found voluble and pessimistic； and from him he received surprising tips
concerning their bosses； and ominous forecasts of the expedition。
Thomas Stanley Sprague was a budding mining engineer and the son of a
millionaire。 Doctor Adolph Stine was also the son of a wealthy father。
And； through their fathers； both had been backed by an investing syndicate
in the Klondike adventure。
〃Oh； they're sure made of money；〃 Shorty expounded。 〃When they
hit the beach at Dyea； freight was seventy cents； but no Indians。 There
was a party from Eastern Oregon； real miners； that'd managed to get a
team of Indians together at seventy cents。
