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Among those who were reported to be most clamorous to have an immediate attack made upon us, was a certain captain of the United States Dragoons, named Lucius B. Northrup; afterward made Paymaster-general of South Carolina, and subsequently, through the personal friendship of Jeff. Davis, promoted to be Commissary-general of the rebel army.
The surgeon was bending over Northrup, who lay in the bottom groaning. Not so fortunate had he been in his ill-considered leap, for he had broken his right leg at the hip joint. There was little time for him then, however, for we were labouring in a heavy sea directly between the two ice islands that were rushing together.
Somehow the idea formed itself in Varrick's mind that it was Mrs. Northrup for whom the man asked. Had he thought for one moment that it was Gerelda whom the man had asked for, he would have stepped forth and inquired of him what he wanted. In a very few moments he heard the frou-frou of a woman's garments and the patter of hurrying feet.
He was quickly presented to Gerelda's girl friends, and then the party made their way up to the Crossmon Hotel, which was only a few yards distant, Varrick and Miss Northrup lagging a little behind the rest. "I hope you have been enjoying your outing this season, my darling," said Varrick. "I have had the most delightful time of my life," she declared. Varrick frowned.
I understand this point thoroughly. You will have to make up your mind to marry him without love." "It takes two to make a contract to marry," sobbed Gerelda. "I am willing, but he does not seem to be." "It is plainly evident that I shall have to take the matter in hand," said Mrs. Northrup. "When is he coming again?" "He didn't say," returned Gerelda, faintly.
"What's up there?" he asked. "Good story," answered Mark. "I've got it all don't you fellows bother. Bertram Chester, old California Varsity tackle, real estate manager for Northrup and Co., seriously injured, may not recover. Get his injuries from the doctor. His late employer, Judge Edward C. Tiffany, reached this train at Santa Eliza and has been taking care of him."
George found several Indians sitting on the gun. He took hold of the gun and looked at the Indians. They all got up. It seemed that they could not help doing what he wanted them to do. Northrup gave the gun back to its owner, and told him not to let it go out of his hands again. George had a fine double-barreled rifle. An English gentleman whose guide he had been had sent him this gun from London.
"I was quite amazed to hear the servants say that he had gone so early. I expected to be summoned every moment, to learn that your impatient lover had sent out for a minister to perform the delayed ceremony." Gerelda raised her tear-stained face and looked at her mother. "No; he did not even mention marriage, mother," she sobbed. "What!" shrieked Mrs. Northrup, in dismay.
Northrup went into the camp, and gathered everything together in one place, and told his men to keep watch over the things. The Indians staid about the camp two days, trying to get a chance to rob the white men, but Northrup kept his eye on them. Once he found one of his men without a gun. "Where is your gun?" he said. "The Indians are sitting on it," said the man. "They will not give it up."
Bertram Chester had left him almost without notice. But that was to be expected. The rest was the worst. Bertram had gone to Senator Northrup as manager of his real estate interests. The name Northrup was as the name of the devil in that household. Northrup's operations included not only law and politics but latterly speculative and unprincipled ventures in business.
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