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An Indian alarm of the early-village period of 1794 formed the opening chapter of the new book, but the incidents were mainly creations of Cooper's fancy. Yet the pigeon-flights, Natty's cave, which sheltered Elizabeth Temple from the forest fire, and each charming picture of the Glimmerglass country, are true to life.
Now kiss Natty.... That's right!... An' you lay still there an' don't holler. An' listen here, too: Natty's goin' to bring ye somethin' a grand red ball, mebbe if you're good. You wait an' see!" But Natty hadn't brought the ball. Two years had passed without a scrap of news of him; and then he was back. Slipped into the village on a freighter at dusk one evening.
Natty's goodness a dangerous gift might prove for popular success, but its appeal to Washington Irving won this record: "They may say what they will of Cooper; the man who wrote this book is not only a great man, but a good man."
No sooner had I placed my head upon the bale of goods which served me as a pillow, than I was fast asleep. I was aroused by Natty's voice "Oh see, Mr Crawford! it is worth looking at. The sun has just risen." I sprang to my feet, and found all the camp already up.
Putting my handkerchief round the zebra's neck, I led him up to our tree. Great was Natty's delight at seeing him. "O Andrew," he exclaimed, "now there is a way for us to rejoin our friends. Though you cannot carry me so far, Zebra, I am sure, can; and as soon as he is well, we will set out."
The lioness darted forward in pursuit, and the lion, uttering a few more savage roars at me, turned round and followed her. I was free from their company for the moment, but the knowledge that they were in the neighbourhood added greatly to my anxiety. I could not help fearing, too, that they or others might find their way to poor Natty's hut during my absence.
Some of the blacks had, in the meantime, gone off to catch the horses. Poor Natty's concern was very great at seeing what had occurred. "O Captain Hyslop, you must be put into my litter!" he said; "I am sure I shall be able to ride, for I feel quite strong now." This indeed seemed the only way of conveying Stanley. "But suppose I go on, and bring up Massa David," said Timbo.
"I will do anything you wish, and again carry your orders if you desire me." "I must go on deck myself then," said the captain, attempting to rise. "Help me on with my clothes, Andrew. I feel very weak, but if he forces me to it, I must go." I assisted the captain to dress, with the help of Natty. "Here, give me your arm, Andrew; it is a stronger one than poor Natty's.
She had been bed-ridden for many years because of what her son called rum-matticks and her grandson styled rum-ticks. The name of Natty's little sister was Nellie; that of his grandmother, Nell old Nell, as people affectionately called her. Now it may perhaps surprise the reader to be told that Jack Matterby, at the age of nine years, was deeply in love.
"Natty's just a-crossin' the State line," he said aloud The text-ornament caught his eye. Still half asleep, with his sister's long-forgotten voice ringing in his ears, he remembered vaguely that he had meant to bring the second text to light. For a moment he hesitated, and then, "Well, it's come true for Natty, anyhow," he thought.
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