The Boy With the U. S. Survey Part 31
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Harry grunted. "Plenty big to paddle up," he said.
Then the boy noticed for the first time that there was quite a current in the river and that it was necessary to paddle up against the stream instead of rus.h.i.+ng down as they had been able to do on the Tanana, and he buckled to his work. But they had not been breasting the current for more than an hour when one of the men in the rear boat gave a shout and pointed down the stream. Every one looked, and there, far down, could be seen a faint smoke like that of a steamer.
"That looks like a steamer's smoke," said the boy. "I wonder what it can be."
"Why not a steamer?" queried Rivers.
The boy looked bewildered.
"I don't know why not," he said, laughing; "it just didn't occur to me that any people lived about here. Are there any steamers on the Yukon?"
"Lots of them. There's quite a little traffic on the river and it is good for navigation for hundreds of miles, indeed, all the way to the Canadian boundary and above. Now you see, we will get this fellow, whoever he is, to take us up to Fort Hamlin. It's just as well to save one's strength when there is no need to exert it."
So the canoes took it easily, just paddling along quietly, not trying to make much headway, but on the other hand, not drifting down the stream, and commenting on the approaching steamer, as soon as she came in sight.
She was a small vessel, but quite trim and s.h.i.+p-shape, and to Roger's eyes had a curious look of being civilized and out of place in the environment.
As soon as the steamer came close, Rivers gave orders for the leading canoe, in which he was, to drop behind, so that he might speak to the captain, and as the steamer forged up beside them the canoes got full way on, to give a chance for the steamer to pick them up.
"Ahoy, there!" shouted Rivers as soon as the little vessel was within hailing distance.
The captain of the vessel picked up his speaking trumpet.
"Well, what's the trouble, what do you want?" he roared back.
"Going up to Fort Hamlin. Take us on board."
"Can't stop," the captain shouted, "this is a government boat."
"So is this," replied Rivers, a little nettled, "slow up and take us on board."
Now, as it chanced, the skipper was a choleric little man with a very quick temper, which had not been improved on the trip by the presence of a party of tourists, who had been grumbling at everything American all the way up the river. So he was anxious to magnify the importance of his post and not be at the beck and call of every tramp on the river.
Irritated, therefore, he shouted back:
"Get to Fort Hamlin the best way you can, I can't spare any time."
By this time Rivers was warming up, and he did not want to be discomfited before his party, so he yelled back in an authoritative voice:
"Do as you're told and stop that vessel! I want to go on board."
"Oh, you do, do you," sneered the skipper, "then you can want," and he rang the telegraph for full speed ahead.
Rivers was ready with a retort, but Bulson, who on occasion could become furiously angry, suddenly blazed, and picking up a rifle that lay on the boat, he fired across the bows of the steamer as she forged up to the leading canoe.
The captain picked up his speaking trumpet again.
"What in Creation do you think you are doing?" he roared, with all his force. "This is a United States mail boat," and he pointed to the mail flag flying at the stern.
Bulson made no reply other than sending another shot across the steamer's bows.
Then if any man was wild it was that captain. That a government s.h.i.+p, flying a government flag, should be fired on in American waters by a party of tramps in two battered canoes! And that those tourists should have seen it! He fairly danced with rage. It was too much for flesh and blood to stand.
He swung the s.h.i.+p round sharply, volleying invectives as he did so, and vowing by all his G.o.ds that he would put every member of the party in irons until they reached port, and then would see them in jail for treason. And the more he fulminated, the more the tourists chaffed him, until when the boats sheered alongside, he was purple in the face with temper.
"What do you mean, sir," he began, stuttering in his speech; "what do you mean by firing across our bows, sir? Are you aware that this is treasonable conduct, sir? It is infamous, sir, treasonable and infamous!
Thirty years have I worn the uniform of the service, sir, and I have never even heard of such insolent and high-handed conduct.
"Do not answer me, sir," he thundered, as Rivers prepared to answer him, a smile lurking behind the s.h.a.ggy brown beard. "I will not be answered.
Consider yourself under arrest, sir, and you will be handed over to the authorities at Fort Gibbon."
"But I think, Captain," said Rivers, enjoying the amus.e.m.e.nt visible on the faces of his party, "that you will take us to Fort Hamlin. I presume you are going that far."
"Take you to Fort Hamlin? Are you the commander of this vessel, sir, or am I? Answer me that, sir! And," he continued, with unnoticing inconsistency, "if you do so much as answer me, I shall clap you in irons. In irons, sir, and every man Jack of your party with you."
"Your threat does not disturb me in the least," was the unmoved reply, "because you would not dare to do it."
"Not dare?" exploded the little man, and turning, he was about to give an order, when Rivers stopped him.
"You had better wait," he said, "before you do anything for which you may be sorry. I have told you several times to take us to Fort Hamlin, and you reply with threats of arrest and what not. You cannot arrest any man without some cause, and no cause has been given."
"No cause, sir? You have given cause enough to be strung up at the yardarm, sir, strung up without any resort to the civil authority. Did you not fire across my bows, sir? No cause, indeed! Do you not know, sir, that such an action is a declaration of war, sir, and that in times of peace, it is privateering and piracy, and a dozen other things besides, sir?"
"And who has more right to fire across your bows than I have?" queried Rivers with a fine a.s.sumption of authority.
"More right," cried the captain, his voice rising to a perfect shriek, "you have no right, no one has any right--"
"Nevertheless I have," continued Rivers, but before he could explain his mission, the little officer broke in again.
"You have? If you were the Czar of Russia, sir, and every one of the scarecrows with you was a crowned head, sir, you would have no right to stop an American vessel in American waters. On American waters, did I say? On any waters, sir. Wherever that flag flies, sir, she shall not be stopped by any one. And whoever fires on that flag, sir, is an enemy to me and my country, and I should have no hesitation in shooting him down like a dog. Like a dog, sir, the dog that he is!"
"Well, Captain," said Rivers, thinking that the matter had gone far enough. "I am sure you would be sorry if you shot me down like a dog, as you say. I am on government service, just as you are, and am just as loyal to the United States as you can be. My name is Rivers, of the Geological Survey."
"Rivers, the head of the Alaskan work?"
"Yes. The navy department was kind enough to place a gunboat at my disposal for the trip from Seattle to Cook Inlet, and a revenue cutter has been ordered to meet us at Point Barrow in the autumn, so I feel sure the Postal authorities will not complain of your affording us facilities as far as Fort Hamlin."
"And why did you not say so before, sir?"
"You didn't give me a chance," answered Rivers, smiling.
"If I had known who you were, sir, that would have been an entirely different matter. I should have esteemed it a pleasure, sir, to have been able to a.s.sist you in any way."
He turned to the pa.s.sengers, who had been listening to the altercation with great zest.
"Gentlemen," he said, "you see that only the American government itself can dare to delay a United States mail boat. Gentlemen, let me introduce Mr. Rivers, chief of the Geological Survey in Alaska."
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