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SATANSTOE; OR, THE LITTLEPAGE MANUSCRIPTS
acted in perfect concert, every effort of mine being aided by one of her own, directed by my advice and greater experience.
«God has not deserted us, dearest Anneke», I said, now that my companion’s strength appeared to have returned, «and we may yet hope to escape. I can anticipate the joy we shall bring to your father’s heart, when he again takes you to his arms, safe and uninjured».
«Dear, dear father! – What agony he must now be suffer­ing on my account. – Come, Corny, let us go to him at once, if it be possible».
As this was said, the precious girl arose, and adjusted her tippet in a way that should cause her no encumbrance; like one ready to set about the execution of a serious task with all her energies. The muff had been dropped on the river; for nei­ther of us had any sensibility to cold. The night, however, was quite mild, for the season; and we probably should not have suffered, had our exertions been less violent. Anneke declared herself ready to proceed, and I commenced the diffi cult and delicate task of aiding her across an island composed of icy fragments, in order to reach its western margin. We were quite thirty feet in the air; and a fall into any of the numerous cav­erns, among which we had to proceed, might have been fatal; certainly would have crippled the sufferer. Then the surface of the ice was so smooth as to render walking on it an exceed­ingly delicate operation; more especially as the cakes lay at all manner of inclinations to the plane of the horizon. Fortunate­ly, I wore buckskin moccasins over my boots; and their rough leather aided me greatly in maintaining my footing. Anneke, too, had socks of cloth; without which, I do not think, she could
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have possibly moved. By these aids, however, and by proceed­ing with the utmost caution, we had actually succeeded in at­taining our object, when the fl oating mass shot into an eddy, and, turning slowly round, under this new infl uence, placed us on the outer side of the island again! Not a murmur es­caped Anneke, at this disappointment; but, with a sweetness of temper that spoke volumes in favour of her natural disposi­tion, and a resignation that told her training, she professed a readiness to renew her efforts. To this I would not consent, however; for I saw that the eddy was still whirling us about; and I thought it best to escape from its infl uence altogether, before we threw away our strength fruitlessly. Instead of re­crossing the pile, therefore, I told my fair companion that we would descend to a cake that lay level on the water, and which projected from the mass to such a distance, as to be close to the shore, should we again get near it. This descent was made, after some trouble, though I was compelled to receive Anneke entirely into my arms, in order to effect it. Effect it I did; plac­ing the sweet girl safely at my side, on the outermost and low­est of all the cakes in our confused pile.
In some respects this change was for the better; while it did not improve our situation in others. It placed both Anneke and myself behind a shelter, as respected the wind; which, though neither very strong nor very cold, had enough of March about it to render the change acceptable. It took my companion, too, from a position where motion was diffi cult, and often danger­ous; leaving her on a level, even spot, where she could walk with ease and security, and keep the blood in motion by exer­cise. Then it put us both in the best possible situation to prof-
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it by any contact with that shore, along and near which our island was now slowly moving.
There could no longer be any doubt of the state of the riv­er in general. It had broken up; spring had come, like a thief in the night; and the ice below having given way, while the mass above had acquired too much power to be resisted, everything was set in motion; and, like the death of the strong man, the dis­ruption of fi elds in themselves so thick and adhesive, had pro­duced an agony surpassing the usual struggle of the seasons. Nevertheless, the downward motion had begun in earnest, and the centre of the river was running like a sluice, carrying away, in its current, those masses which had just before formed so menacing an obstacle above.
Luckily, our own pile was a little aside from the great downward rush. I have since thought, that it touched the bot­tom, which caused it to turn, as well as retarded its movement. Be this as it might, we still remained in a little bay, slowly turning in a circle; and glad was I to see our low cake com­ing round again, in sight of the western shore. The moment now demanded decision; and I prepared Anneke to meet it. A large, low, level cake had driven up on the shore, and ex­tended out so far as to promise that our own cake would touch it, in our evolutions. I knew that the ice, in general, had not broken in consequence of any weakness of its own, but purely under the weight of the enormous pressure from above, and the mighty force of the current; and that we ran little, or no risk, in trusting our persons on the uttermost limits of any considerable fragment. A station was taken, accordingly, near a projection of the cake we were on; when we waited for the ex-
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pected contact. At such moments, the slightest disappointment carries with it the force of the greatest circumstances. Several times did it appear, to us, that our island was on the point of touching the fastened cake, and as often did it incline aside; at no time coming nearer than within six or eight feet. This dis­tance it would have been easy enough, for me to leap across, but, to Anneke, it was a barrier as impassable as the illimitable void. The sweet girl saw this; and, she acted like herself, under the circumstances. She took my hand, pressed it, and said ear­nestly, and with patient sweetness –
«You see how it is, Corny; I am not permitted to escape; but you can easily reach the shore. Go, then, and leave me in the hands of Providence. Go; I never can forget what you have already done; but it is useless to perish together!»
I have never doubted that Anneke was perfectly sincere in her wish that I should, at least, save my own life. The feel­ing with which she spoke; the despair that was coming over her; and the movement of our island, which, at that moment, gave signs of shooting away from the shore, altogether, roused me to a sudden, and certainly, to a very bold attempt. I tremble, even at this distance of time, as I write the particulars. A small cake of ice was fl oating in between us and that which lay fi rm­ly fastened to the shore. Its size was such as to allow it to pass between the two; though not without coming nearly, if not absolutely, in contact with one, if not with both. I observed all this; and, saying one word of encouragement to Anneke, I passed an arm around her waist – waited the proper mo­ment – and sprang forward. It was necessary to make a short leap, with my precious burthen on my arm, in order to gain
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this fl oating bridge; but it was done, and successfully. Scarcely permitting Anneke’s foot to touch this frail support, which was already sinking under our joint weight, I crossed it at two or three steps, and threw all my power into a last and desper­ate effort. I succeeded here, also; and fell, upon the fi rmer cake, with a heart fi lled with gratitude to God. The touch told me that we were safe; and, in the next instant, we reached the solid ground. Under such circumstances, one usually looks back to examine the danger he has just gone through. I did so; and saw that the fl oating cake of ice had already passed down, and was out of reach; while the mass that had been the means of saving us, was slowly following, under some new impulse, received from the furious currents of the river. But we were saved; and most devoutly did I thank my God, who had mercifully aided our escape from perils so imminent.
I was compelled to wait for Anneke, who fell upon her knees, and remained there quite a minute, before I could aid her in ascending the steep acclivity which formed the west­ern bank of the Hudson, at this particular point. We reached the top, however, after a little delay, and pausing once or twice to take breath; when we fi rst became really sensible of the true character of the scene from which we had been de­livered. Dim as was the light, there was enough to enable us to overlook a considerable reach of the river, from that elevated stand. The Hudson resembled chaos rushing head­long between the banks. As for the cakes of ice – some dart­ing past singly, and others piled as high as houses – of course, the stream was fi lled with such; but, a large, dark object was seen coming through that very channel, over which Anneke
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and I had stood, less than an hour before, sailing down the cur­rent with fearful rapidity. It was a house; of no great size, it is true, but large enough to present a singular object on the river. A bridge, of some size, followed; and a sloop, that had been borne away from the wharves of Albany, soon appeared in the strange assemblage, that was thus suddenly collected on this great artery of the colony.
But the hour was late; Anneke was yet to care for; it was nec­essary to seek a shelter. Still supporting my lovely companion, who now began to express her uneasiness on account of her father, and her other friends, I held the way inland; knowing that there was a high road parallel to the river, and at no great distance from it. We reached the highway, in the course of ten minutes, and turned our faces northward, as the direction which led towards Albany. We had not advanced far before I heard the voices of men, who were coming towards us; and glad was I to recognise that of Dirck Follock among the num­ber. I called aloud, and was answered by a shout of exultation, which, as I afterwards discovered, spontaneously broke out of his mouth, when he recognised the form of Anneke. Dirck was powerfully agitated when we joined him; I had never, previ­ously, seen anything like such a burst of feeling from him; and it was some time before I could address him.
«Of course, your whole party is safe?» I asked, a little doubt­ingly; for I had actually given up all who had been in Herman Mordaunt’s sleigh for lost.
«Yes, thank God! all but the sleigh and horses. But where are Guert Ten Eyck and Miss Wallace?»
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«Gone ashore on the other side of the river; we parted, and they took that direction, while we came hither». I said this to quiet Anneke’s fears; but I had misgivings about their having got off the river at all. «But let me know the manner of your own escape».
Dirck then gave us a history of what had passed; the whole party turning back to accompany us, as soon as I told them that their errand – a search for the horses – was useless. The substance of what we heard was as follows: – In the fi rst effort to reach the western shore, Herman Mordaunt had been met by the very obstacle which Guert had foreseen and he turned south, hoping to fi nd some spot at which to land, by going farther from the dam that had formed above. After re­peated efforts, and having nearly lost his sleigh and the whole party, a point was reached at which Herman Mordaunt deter­mined to get his female companion on shore, at every hazard. This was to be done only by crossing fl oating cakes of ice, in a current that was already running at the rate of four or fi ve miles in the hour. Dirck was left in charge of the horses while the experiment was made; but seeing the adventurers in great danger, he fl ew to their assistance – when the whole party were immersed, though not in deep water. Left to themselves, and alarmed with the fl oundering in the river and the grind­ing of the cakes, Herman Mordaunt’s bays went off in the con­fusion. Mrs. Bogart was assisted to the land, and was helped to reach the nearest dwelling – a comfortable farm-house, about a quarter of a mile beyond the point where we had met the party. There Mrs. Bogart had been placed in a warm bed, and the gentlemen were supplied with such dry clothes
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as the rustic wardrobe of these simple people could furnish. The change made, Dirck was on his way to ascertain what had become of the sleigh and horses, as has been mentioned.
On inquiry, I found that the spot where Anneke and myself had landed was quite three miles below the island on which Guert and I had drawn the sleigh. Nearly the whole of this dis­tance had we fl oated with the pile of broken ice, in the short time we were on it; a proof of the furious rate at which the cur­rent was setting downward. No one had heard anything of Guert and Mary; but I encouraged my companion to believe that they were necessarily safe on the other shore. I certainly deemed this to be very questionable, but there was no use in anticipating evil.
On reaching the farm-house, Herman Mordaunt’s delight and gratitude may more easily be imagined than described. He folded Anneke to his heart, and she wept like an infant on his bosom. Nor was I forgotten in this touching scene but came in for a full share of notice.
«I want no details, noble young man –» I am professing to write the truth, and must be excused for relating such things as these, but –» I want no details, noble young man», said Herman Mordaunt, squeezing my hand, «to feel certain that, under God, I owe my child’s life, for the second time, to you. I wish to Heaven! – but, no matter – it is now too late – some other way may and must offer. I scarce know what I say, Lit­tlepage; but what I mean is, to express faintly, some small por­tion of the gratitude I feel, and to let you know how sensibly and deeply your services are felt and appreciated».
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The reader may think it odd, that this incoherent, but preg­nant speech, made little impression on me at the time, beyond the grateful conviction of having really rendered the great­est of all services to Anneke and her father; though I had bet­ter occasion to remember it afterwards.
It is unnecessary to dwell more particularly on the occur­rences at the farm-house. The worthy people did what they could to make us comfortable, and we were all warm in bed, in the course of the next half-hour.
On the following morning a wagon was harnessed, and we left these simple countrymen and women – who refused everything like compensation, as a matter of course – and proceeded homeward. I have heard it said that we Americans are mercenary: it may be so, but not a man, probably, exists in the colonies, who would accept money for such assistance. We were two hours in reaching Albany, on wheels; and en­tered the place about ten, in a very different style from that in which we had quitted it the day before. As we drove along, the highway frequently led us to points that commanded views of the river, and we had so many opportunities of not­ing the effects of the freshet. Of ice, very little remained. Here and there a cake or a pile was seen still adhering to the shore, and occasionally fragments fl oated downwards; but, as a rule, the torrent had swept all before it. I particularly took notice of the island on which we had sought refuge. It was entirely un­der water, but its outlines were to be traced by the bushes which lined its low banks. Most of the trees on its upper end were cut down, and all that grew on it would unquestionably have gone, had not the dam given way as early as it did. A great
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number of trees had been broken down on all the islands; and large tops and heavy trunks were still fl oating in the current, that were lately tenants of the forest, and had been violently torn from their places.
We found all the lower part of Albany, too, under water. Boats were actually moving through the streets; a considerable portion of its inhabitants having no other means of commu­nicating with their neighbours. A sloop of some size lay up on one of the lowest spots; and, as the water was already subsiding, it was said she would remain there until removed by the ship­wrights. Nobody was drowned in the place; for it is not usual for the people of these colonies to remain in their beds, at such times, to await the appearance of the enemy in at their win­dows. We often read of such accidents destroying hundreds in the Old World; but, in the New, human life is of too much ac­count to be unnecessarily thrown away, and so we make some efforts to preserve it.
As we drove into the street in which Herman Mordaunt lived, we heard a shout, and turning our heads, we saw Guert Ten Eyck waving his cap to us, with joy delineated in every feature of his handsome face. At the next moment he was at our side.
«Mr. Herman Mordaunt», he cried, shaking that gentleman most cordially by the hand, «I look upon you as one raised from the dead; you and my excellent neighbour, Mrs. Bogart, and Mr. Follock, here! How you got off the river is a mystery to me, for I well know that the water commonly breaks through fi rst under the west shore. Corny and Miss Anneke – God bless you both! Mary Wallace is in terror lest ill news come from
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