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any apprehension, and, evidently to me, to encourage our
companions. Anneke desired us to go, declaring that now she
knew herself to be on dry land, all her own fears had vanished. We went accordingly, taking our fi rst direction towards
the head of the island.
A very few minutes suffi ced to reach the limits of our
narrow domain; and, as we approached them, Guert pointed
out to me the mound of ice that was piling up behind it, as
a most fearful symptom.
«There is our danger», he said, with emphasis, «and we
must not trust to these trees. This freshet goes beyond any
I ever saw on the river; and not a spring passes that we have
not more or less of them. Do you not see, Corny, what saves
us now?»
«We are on an island, and cannot be in much danger from
the river while we stay here».
«Not so, my dear friend, not at all so. But, come with me
and look for yourself».
I followed Guert, and did look for myself. We sprang upon
the cakes of ice, which were piled quite thirty feet in height, on
the head of the island, extending right and left, as far as our
eyes could see, by that misty light. It was by no means diffi cult
moving about on this massive pile, the movement in the cakes
being slow, and frequently interrupted; but there was no concealing the true character of the danger. Had not the island,
and the adjacent main interposed their obstacles, the ice would
have continued to move bodily down the stream, cake shoving over cake, until the whole found vent in the wider space
below, and fl oated off towards the ocean. Not only was our island there; however, but other islands lay near us, straitening
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the different channels or passages in such a way, as to compel
the formation of an icy dam; and, on the strength of this dam
rested all our security. Were it to be ruptured anywhere near
us, we should inevitably be swept off in a body. Guert thought,
however, as has been said already, that the waters had found
narrow issues under the main land, both east and west of us;
and should this prove to be true, there was a hope that the great
calamity might be averted. In other words, if these fl oodgates
suffi ced, we might escape; otherwise the catastrophe was certain.
«I cannot excuse it to myself to remain here, without endeavouring to see what is the state of things nearer to the shore»,
said Guert, after we had viewed the fast accumulating mass of
broken ice above us, as well as the light permitted, and we had
talked over together the chances of safety, and the character of
the danger. «Do you return to the ladies, Corny, and endeavour to keep up their spirits, while I cross this channel on our
right, to the next island, and see what offers in that direction».
«I do not like the idea of your running all the risk alone;
besides, something may occur to require the strength of two,
instead of that of one, to overcome it».
«You can go with me as far as the next island, if you will,
where we shall be able to ascertain at once whether it be ice
or water that separates us from the eastern shore. If the fi rst,
you can return as fast as possible for the ladies, while I look for
a place to cross. I do not like the appearance of this dam, to be
honest with you; and have great fears for those who are now in
the sleigh».
We were in the very act of moving away, when a loud,
cracking noise, that arose within a few yards, alarmed us both;
and running to the spot whence it proceeded, we saw that
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a large willow had snapped in two, like a pipe-stem, and that
the whole barrier of ice was marching, slowly, but grandly,
over the stump, crushing the fallen trunk and branches beneath its weight, as the slow-moving wheel of the loaded cart
crushes the twig. Guert grasped my arm, and his fi ngers nearly
entered the fl esh, under his iron pressure.
«We must quit this spot –» he said fi rmly, «and at once. Let
us go back to the sleigh».
I did not know Guert’s intentions, but I saw it was time to
act with decision. We moved swiftly down to the spot where
we had left the sleigh; and the reader will judge of our horror,
when we found it gone! The whole of the low point of the island where we had left it, was already covered with cakes of
ice that were in motion, and which had doubtless swept off
the sleigh during the few minutes that we had been absent!
Looking around us, however, we saw an object on the river,
a little distance below, that I fancied was the sleigh, and was
about to rush after it, when a voice fi lled with alarm, took
us in another direction. Mary Wallace came out from behind
a tree, to which she had fl ed for safety, and seizing Guert’s arm,
implored him not to quit her again.
«Whither has Anneke gone?» I demanded, in an agony
I cannot describe –» I see nothing of Anneke!»
«She would not quit the sleigh», answered Mary Wallace,
almost panting for breath –» I implored – entreated her to
follow me – said you must soon return; but she refused to quit
the sleigh. Anneke is in the sleigh, if that can now be found».
I heard no more; but springing on the still moving cakes of
ice, went leaping from cake to cake, until my sight showed
me that, sure enough, the sleigh was on the bed of the river,
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over which it was in slow motion; forced downwards before
the new coating of ice that was fast covering the original surface. At fi rst I could see no one in the sleigh; but, on reaching
it, I found Anneke buried in the skins. She was on her knees:
the precious creature was asking succour from God!
I had a wild but sweet consolation in thus fi nding myself, as
it might be, cut off from all the rest of my kind, in the midst of
that scene of gloom and desolation, alone with Anneke
Mordaunt. The moment I could make her conscious of my
presence, she inquired after Mary Wallace, and was much relieved on learning that she was with Guert, and would not be
left by him, for a single instant, again that night. Indeed, I saw
their fi gures dimly, as they moved swiftly across the channel
that divided the two islands, and disappear in that direction,
among the bushes that lined the place to which they had gone.
«Let us follow», I said eagerly. «The crossing is yet easy, and
we, too, may escape to the shore».
«Go you!» said Anneke, over whom a momentary physical torpor appeared to have passed. «Go you, Corny», she said;
«a man may easily save himself; and you are an only child –
the sole hope of your parents».
«Dearest, beloved Anneke! – why this indifference – this
apathy on your own behalf? Are you not an only child, the sole
hope of a widowed father? – do you forget him?»
«No, no, no!» exclaimed the dear girl, hurriedly. «Help me
out of the sleigh, Corny: there, I will go with you anywhere –
any how – to the end of the world, to save my father from such
anguish!»
From that moment the temporary imbecility of Anneke
vanished, and I found her, for the remainder of the time we
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remained in jeopardy, quick to apprehend, and ready to second all my efforts. It was this passing submission to an imaginary doom, on the one hand, and the headlong effect of sudden fright on the other, which had separated the two girls,
and which had been the means of dividing the whole party as
described.
I scarcely know how to describe what followed. So intense
was my apprehension on behalf of Anneke, that I can safely
say, I did not think of my own fate, in the slightest degree,
as disconnected from hers. The self-devoted reliance with
which the dear girl seemed to place all her dependence on
me, would, of itself, have produced this effect, had she not
possessed my whole heart, as I was now so fully aware. Moments like those, make one alive to all the affections, and strip
off every covering that habit or the dissembling of our manners is so apt to throw over the feelings. I believe I both spoke
and acted towards Anneke, as one would cling to, or address
the being dearest to him in the world, for the next few minutes; but, I can suppose the reader will naturally prefer learning what we did, under such circumstances, rather than what
we said, or how we felt.
I repeat, it is not easy for me to describe what followed.
I know we fi rst rather ran, than walked, across the channel on
which I had last seen the dim forms of Guert and Mary, and
even crossed the island to its eastern side, in the hope of being
able to reach the shore in that quarter. The attempt was useless, for we found the water running down over the ice like
a race-way. Nothing could be seen of our late companions; and
my loud and repeated calls to them were unanswered.
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«Our case is hopeless, Cornelius», said Anneke; speaking
with a forced calmness when she found retreat impossible in
that direction, «Let us return to the sleigh, and submit to
the will of God!»
«Beloved Anneke! – Think of your father, and summon
your whole strength. The bed of the river is yet fi rm; we will
cross it, and try the opposite shore».
Cross it we did, my delicate companion being as much sustained by my supporting arm, as by her own resolution but
we found the same obstacle to retreat interposing there also.
The island above had turned the waters aside, until they found
an outlet under each bank – shooting along their willowy
shores, with the velocity of arrows. By this time, owing to our
hurried movement, I found Anneke so far exhausted, that it
was absolutely necessary to pause a minute to take breath. This
pause was also necessary, in order to look about us, and to decide understandingly as to the course it was necessary now to
pursue. This pause, brief as it was, moreover, contributed
largely to the apparent horrors of our situation.
The grating, or grinding of the ice above us, cake upon cake,
now sounded like the rushing of heavy winds, or the incessant
roaring of a surf upon the sea-shore. The piles were becoming
visible, by their height and their proximity, as the ragged barriers set slowly but steadily down upon us; and the whole river
seemed to me to be in motion downwards. At this awful instant, when I began to think it was the will of Providence that
Anneke and I were to perish together, a strange sound interrupted the fearful natural accessories of that frightful scene.
I certainly heard the bells of a sleigh; at fi rst they seemed distant and broken – then, nearer and incessant, attended by
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the rumbling of runners on the ice. I took off my cap and
pressed my head, for I feared my brain was unsettled. There
it came, however, more and more distinctly, until the trampling of horses’ hoofs mingled in the noise.
«Can there be others as unhappy as ourselves!» exclaimed
Anneke, forgetting her own fears in generous sympathy. «See,
Littlepage! – see, dear Cornelius – yonder surely comes another sleigh!»
Come it did, like the tempest, or the whirlwind; passing
within fi fty feet of us. I knew it at a glance. It was the sleigh of
Herman Mordaunt, empty; with the horses, maddened by
terror, running wherever their fears impelled. As the sleigh
passed, it was thrown on one side; then it was once more
whirled up again; and it went out of sight, with the rumbling
sound of the runners mingling with the jingling of bells and
the tramp of hoofs.
At this instant a loud, distant cry from a human voice,
was certainly heard. It seemed, to me, as if some one called
my name; and Anneke said, she so understood it, too. The call,
if call it was, came from the south, and from under the western shore. At the next moment, awful reports proceeded from
the barrier above; and, passing an arm around the slender
waist of my lovely companion, to support her, I began a rapid
movement in the direction of that call. While attempting to
reach the western shore, I had observed a high mound of
broken ice, that was fl oating down; or rather, was pressed
down on the smooth surface of the frozen river, in advance of
the smaller cakes that came by in the current. It was increasing, in size, by accessions from these fl oating cakes, and threatened to form a new dam, at some narrow pass below, as soon
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as of suffi cient size. It occurred to me we should be temporarily
safe, could we reach that mound, for it rose so high as to be
above danger from the water. Thither, then, I ran, almost carrying Anneke on my arm; our speed increased by the terrifi c
sounds from the dam above us.
We reached the mound, and found the cakes so piled, as to
be able to ascend them; though not without an effort. After
getting up a layer or two, the broken mass became so irregular
and ragged, as to render it necessary for me to mount fi rst, and
then to drag Anneke up after me. This I did, until exhausted;
and we both seated ourselves on the edge of a cake, in order to
recover our breath. While there, it struck me, that new sounds
arose from the river; and, bending forward to examine, I saw
that the water had forced its way through the dam above and
was coming down upon us in a torrent.
CHAPTER XVII
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my Life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
WORDSWORTH.
Five minutes longer on the ice of the main channel, and
we should have been swept away. Even as we still sat looking at the frightful force of the swift current, as well as the dim
light of that clouded night would permit, I saw Guert Ten
Eyck’s sleigh whirl past us; and, only a minute later, Herman
Mordaunt’s followed; the poor, exhausted beasts struggling in
the harness for freedom, that they might swim for their lives.
Anneke heard the snorting of those wretched horses; but
her unpractised eyes did not detect them, immersed, as they
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were, in the current; nor had she recognised the sleigh that
whirled past us, as her father’s. A little later, a fearful shriek
came from one of the fettered beasts; such a heart-piercing cry
as it is known the horse often gives. I said nothing on the subject, knowing that love for her father was one of the great incentives which had aroused my companion to exertion; and
being unwilling to excite fears that were now latent.
Two or three minutes of rest were all that circumstances
permitted. I could see that everything visible on the river,
was in motion downwards; the piles of ice on which we were
placed, as well as the cakes that glanced by us, in their quicker
descent. Our own motion was slow, on account of the mass
which doubtless pressed on the shoals of the west side of
the river; as well as on account of the friction against the lateral fi elds of ice, and occasionally against the shore. Still, we
were in motion; and I felt the necessity, on every account, of
getting as soon as possible on the western verge of our fl oating island, in order to profi t by any favourable occurrence
that might offer.
Dear Anneke! – How admirably did she behave that fearful
night! From the moment she regained her entire consciousness,
after I found her praying in the bottom of the sleigh, down to
that instant, she had been as little of an encumbrance to my
own efforts, as was at all possible. Reasonable, resolute, compliant, and totally without any ill-timed exhibition of womanly apprehension, she had done all she was desired to do unhesitatingly, and with intelligence. In ascending that pile of
ice, by no means an easy task under any circumstances, we had
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