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If it was not imagination, it was the voice of a man." The old trader was right. One of the objects which, in the distance, resembled so closely the floating carcass of an ox was in reality an overturned canoe, and to the stern of that canoe Herr Winklemann was clinging. He had been long in the water, and was almost too much exhausted to see or cry. When the boat passed he thought he heard voices.
The Indian did not dare to lend a hand, as that would have upset the canoe, but he leaned still farther over its other side as a counterpoise. At last Lambert got his friend on the edge, and tumbled him inboard. At the same moment the Indian adroitly resumed his position, and Winklemann was saved! "You'll soon be all right," said Lambert, resuming his paddle.
When the improvements just mentioned were completed, Michel Rollin, unable to settle down, had arranged with Peegwish and Wildcat to go off on a fishing expedition. Before starting he entered the hut, and said to Winklemann, who was filling his "moder's" pipe for her "You vill be here ven I come back? You vill not leave the ol' peepil?" "No; I vill stope till you retoorns.
Who's that big fellow ahead after the old bull?" "It's Winklemann. He seems to prefer tough meat." As Ian spoke the bull in question turned suddenly round, just as Rollin's bull had done, and received Winklemann's horse on its hairy forehead. The poor man shot from the saddle as if he had been thrown from a catapult, turned a complete somersault over the buffalo, and fell on his back beyond.
I've been preaching a sermon to myself, the text of which was given to me by Herr Winklemann the night before we left the buffalo-runners, and I've been considerably impressed by my own preaching. Anyhow, I mean to take my own advice good-night, again."
Michel and old Liz entered, dripping like water-nymphs, and sat down on the soppy bed. Daddy, impressed with the idea that a good practical joke was being enacted, smiled benignantly like a guardian angel. "Now den, zee night draws on. Ve must be gone," said Winklemann, turning to Rollin; "git zee canoes ready qveek!"
The ice is now clearing away. When it is gone, the river will be sure to fall. Tell the boy to saddle the horse, Cora," continued the old gentleman, attacking his fourth egg. "I shall ride up to see how Winklemann gets on. Lambert is helping him." "Is Lambert's own house safe?" asked Elsie, with a glance at her sister.
The delicate birch bark was ripped off. In another minute it sank and turned bottom up. It was a canoe of the smallest size, Winklemann having preferred to continue his search alone rather than with an unwilling companion. The German was a good swimmer; a mere upset might not have been serious. He could have righted the canoe, and perhaps clambered into it over the stern, and baled it out.
"Louis Lambert, indeed, and Winklemann are crack shots, and John Flett is not bad, but the others are poor hands. Mowat can only shoot straight with a crooked gun, and as for that half-cracked schoolmaster, Jan Macdonald, he would miss a barn door at fifty paces unless he were to shut his eyes and fire at random, in which case he'd have some chance "
With eyeballs fixed on the tree-top, open-mouthed and breathing quick, he paddled swiftly on. "Michel," said Winklemann, in a whisper, even hoarser than before, "your moder!" Rollin replied not, but gave a stentorian roar, that rolled grandly over the water.
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