Well, within these last few months have appeared as his companions an old Indian chief, the last, or one of the last of his tribe that is to be found in this part of the country, and a young man, who is said to be the son of some Indian agent, by a squaw.”
“Who says that?” cried Marmaduke, with an interest; that he had not manifested before.
“Who? why, common sense—common report—the hue and cry.
But listen till you know all.
This youth has very pretty talents—yes, what I call very pretty talents—and has been well educated, has seen very tolerable company, and knows how to behave himself when he has a mind to.
Now, Judge Temple, can you tell me what has brought three such men as Indian John, Natty Bumppo, and Oliver Edwards together?”
Marmaduke turned his countenance, in evident surprise, to his cousin, and replied quickly:
“Thou hast unexpectedly hit on a subject, Richard, that has often occupied my mind.
But knowest thou anything of this mystery, or are they only the crude conjectures of—”
“Crude nothing, ‘Duke, crude nothing: but facts, stub-born facts.
You know there are mines in these mountains; I have often heard you say that you believed in their existence.”
“Reasoning from analogy, Richard, but not with any certainty of the fact.”
“You have heard them mentioned, and have seen specimens of the ore, sir; you will not deny that! and, reasoning from analogy, as you say, if there be mines in South America, ought there not to be mines in North America too?”
“Nay, nay, I deny nothing, my cousin.
I certainly have heard many rumors of the existence of mines in these hills: and I do believe that I have seen specimens of the precious metals that have been found here.
It would occasion me no surprise to learn that tin and silver, or what I consider of more consequence, good coal—”
“Damn your coal,” cried the sheriff; “who wants to find coal in these forests?
No, no—silver, ‘Duke; silver is the one thing needful, and silver is to be found.
But listen: you are not to be told that the natives have long known the use of gold and silver; now who so likely to be acquainted where they are to be found as the ancient inhabitants of a country?
I have the best reasons for believing that both Mohegan and the Leather-Stocking have been privy to the existence of a mine in this very mountain for many years.”
The sheriff had now touched his cousin in a sensitive spot; and Marmaduke lent a more attentive ear to the speaker, who, after waiting a moment to see the effect of this extraordinary development, proceeded:
“Yes, sir, I have my reasons, and at a proper time you shall know them.”
“No time is so good as the present.”
“Well, well, be attentive,” continued Richard, looking cautiously about him, to make certain that no eavesdropper was hid in the forest, though they were in constant motion.
“I have seen Mohegan and the Leather-Stocking, with my own eyes—and my eyes are as good as anybody’s eyes—I have seen them, I say, both going up the mountain and coming down it, with spades and picks; and others have seen them carrying things into their hut, in a secret and mysterious manner, after dark.
Do you call this a fact of importance?”
The Judge did not reply, but his brow had contracted, with a thoughtfulness that he always wore when much interested, and his eyes rested on his cousin in expectation of hearing more.
Richard continued: “It was ore.
Now, sir, I ask if you can tell me who this Mr. Oliver Edwards is, that has made a part of your household since Christmas?”
Marmaduke again raised his eyes, but continued silent, shaking his head in the negative.
“That he is a half-breed we know, for Mohegan does not scruple to call him openly his kinsman; that he is well educated we know.
But as to his business here—do you remember that about a month before this young man made his appearance among us, Natty was absent from home several days?
You do; for you inquired for him, as you wanted some venison to take to your friends, when you went for Bess.
Well, he was not to be found.
Old John was left in the hut alone, and when Natty did appear, although he came on in the night, he was seen drawing one of those jumpers that they carry their grain to mill in, and to take out something with great care, that he had covered up under his bear-skins.
Now let me ask you, Judge Temple, what motive could induce a man like the Leather-Stocking to make a sled, and toil with a load over these mountains, if he had nothing but his rifle or his ammunition to carry?”
“They frequently make these jumpers to convey their game home, and you say he had been absent many days.”
“How did he kill it? His rifle was in the village, to be mended.
No, no—that he was gone to some unusual place is certain; that he brought back some secret utensils is more certain; and that he has not allowed a soul to approach his hut since is most certain of all.”
“He was never fond of intruders———”
“I know it,” interrupted Richard; “but did he drive them from his cabin morosely?
Within a fortnight of his return, this Mr. Edwards appears. They spend whole days in the mountains, pretending to be shooting, but in reality exploring; the frosts prevent their digging at that time, and he avails himself of a lucky accident to get into good quarters.
But even now, he is quite half of his time in that hut—many hours every night.
They are smelting, ‘Duke they are smelting, and as they grow rich, you grow poor.”
“How much of this is thine own, Richard, and how much comes from others?
I would sift the wheat from the chaff.”
“Part is my own, for I saw the jumper, though it was broken up and burnt in a day or two.
I have told you that I saw the old man with his spades and picks.
Hiram met Natty, as he was crossing the mountain, the night of his arrival with the sled, and very good-naturedly offered—Hiram is good-natured—to carry up part of his load, for the old man had a heavy pull up the back of the mountain, but he wouldn’t listen to the thing, and repulsed the offer in such a manner that the squire said he had half a mind to swear the peace against him.
Since the snow has been off, more especially after the frosts got out of the ground, we have kept a watchful eye on the gentle man, in which we have found Jotham useful.”