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Updated: June 2, 2025
The unnamable ferocity that marks the death-leap of the wild hunters was in his face. In his eyes was cunning, such craft as marks the pack in its hunting. All over him was written that unearthly rage that is alone the property and trait of the woods creatures: the fury with which a she-wolf fights for her cubs or a rattlesnake avenges the death of its mate.
Outside the snow had been cleared away immediately around the great log house and a wide path was cut through the drifts down to a small lake, or pond. In coming from Rattlesnake Hill the night before with the old hermit, and the boy who called himself Fred Hatfield, they had come down a long incline in sight of the camp.
"I never dreamed there was a lake like this so near Stanhope," declared Joe, as he stared. "That one up by Rattlesnake Mountain could be put in a corner of Tokala, and wouldn't be missed. And say, that must be the island over yonder; don't you think so, Paul?"
Is this here the gal?" cried the other, in immense surprise. "I swanny!" "Yep. She's all right. I'll go back," said the rattlesnake man, without further ado, turning in his tracks. "Oh, sir!" cried Ruth. "I'm so much obliged to you." But the hermit slipped away on his snowshoes and in less than a minute was out of sight. Then Ruth looked around suddenly for Fred Hatfield.
Interrupting the Rattlesnake in the midst of a new riddle, he explained how anxious he was to return to the little farm where he had been discovered and try to find some traces of his family. "And the real riddle," he sighed with a wave of his hand, "is how to cross this river."
He hates everybody and everything; but he doesn't tread on folks' toes unless they are where they don't belong. He is like a rattlesnake that crawls in his own track, and bites everything that meddles or crosses his trail. Above everything, child, for the love of peace and heaven, don't argue with him!
After lunch Thea sent Gunner and Axel to hunt for agates. "If you see a rattlesnake, run. Don't try to kill it," she enjoined. Gunner hesitated. "If Ray would let me take the hatchet, I could kill one all right." Mrs. Tellamantez smiled and said something to Johnny in Spanish. "Yes," her husband replied, translating, "they say in Mexico, kill a snake but never hurt his feelings.
So as the admiral ordered, I seized up the young gentleman, and was going to carry him off below, when he began to kick up such a hubbub, and to kick, and scratch, and bite, it was as hard work to hold him as it would have been to gripe a rattlesnake. `Put me down, I say put me down, he sung out. `I'll not go below.
I guess I was twenty before he told me of the deadly feud that existed between him and Kirkstone, and it never troubled me much because I didn't think anything would ever come of it until Kirkstone got him. Then I realized that all through the years the old rattlesnake had been watching for his chance. It was a frame-up from beginning to end, and my father stepped into the trap.
He had made up his mind to explore the dreaded Rattlesnake Ledge of the mountain, to examine the rocks, and perhaps to pick up an adventure in the zoological line; for he had on a pair of high, stout boots, and he carried a stick in his hand. High up on one of the precipitous walls of rock he saw some tufts of flowers, and knew them for flowers Elsie Venner had brought into the school-room.
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