“Hoo-ah! Yo-ho! H-e-r-e! This—way!”
Adrian followed the voice. It led him aside into the woods on the eastern slope, and it was accompanied by an indescribable babel of noises. Running water, screaming of wild , cooing of pigeons, barking of dogs or some other beasts, cackling, , laughter.
All the sounds of wild life had ceased suddenly in the tree-tops, as Adrian approached, recognizing and fearing his alien presence. But they were by Margot’s familiar summons, and soon the “menagerie” he had suspected was gathered about her.
“Whew! It just rains squirrels—and chipmunks—and birds! Hello! That’s a . That’s a fox! As sure as I’m alive, a [Pg 79]magnificent red fox! Why isn’t he eating the whole ? And—— Hurra!”
To the of the watcher there came from the depths of the woods a sound that always thrills the pulses of any hunter—the cry of a moose-calf, accompanied by a soft crashing of branches, growing gradually louder.
“So they tame even the moose—these wonderful people! What next!” and as Adrian leaned forward the better to watch the advance of this “pet,” the “next” concerning which he had speculated also approached. Slowly up the river bank, stalked a pair of blue herons, and for them Margot had her warmest welcome.
“Heigho, Xanthippé, Socrates! What ! But here’s your breakfast, or one of them. I suppose you’ve eaten the other long ago. Indeed, you’re always eating, !”
The red fox eyed the newcomers with a eye and crept cautiously to his mistress’ [Pg 80]side as she the herons nearer. But she was always prepared for any outbreak of nature among her forest friends, and drew him also close to her with the touch she might have upon a beloved house-dog.
“Reynard, you beauty! Your head in my lap, sir;” and dropping to a sitting , she forced him to obey her. There he lay, but alert, while she her store of good things right and left. There were nuts for the squirrels and ’munks, grains and seeds for the winged creatures, and for the herons, as well as Reynard, a few bits of dried meat. But for , the moose-calf, she pulled the tender and with a hand. When she had given some dainty to each of her oddly pets, she sprang up, closed the box, and waved her arms in dismissal. The more timid of the creatures obeyed her, but some held their ground , hoping for greater favors. To these she paid no further attention, and [Pg 81]still keeping hold of Reynard’s neck started back to her human guest.
The fox, however, declined to accompany her. He distrusted strangers and it may be had designs of his own upon some other forest wilding.
“That’s the worst of it. We tame them and they love us. But they are only conquered, not changed. Isn’t Reynard beautiful? Doesn’t he look noble? as noble as a St. Bernard dog? If you’ll believe me, that fellow is acquainted with every one of Angelique’s , and knows he must never, never touch them, yet he’d eat one, quick as a flash, if he got a chance. He’s a coward, though; and by his we manage him. Sometimes;” sighed Margot, who had led the way into a little path toward the lake.
“How odd! You seem actually grieved at this state of things.”
“Why shouldn’t I be? I love him and I have a notion that love will do anything with [Pg 82]anybody or anything. I do believe it will, but that I haven’t found just the right way of showing it. Uncle laughs at me, a little, but helps me all he can. Indeed, it is he who has tamed most of our pets. He says it is the very best way to study natural history.”
“Hmm. He intends your education shall be complete!”
“Of course. But one thing troubles him. He cannot teach me music. And you seem surprised. Aren’t girls, where you come from, educated? Doesn’t everybody prize knowledge?”
“That depends. Our girls are educated, of course. They go to college and all that, but I think you’d down any of them in exams. For my own part, I ran away just because I did not want this famous ‘education’ you value. That is, I didn’t of a certain sort. I wasn’t fair with you awhile ago, you said. I’d like to tell you my story now.”
“I’d like to hear it, of course. But, look [Pg 83]yonder! Did you ever see anything like that?”
Margot was proud of the surprises she was able to offer this stranger in her woods, and outward over the lake. They had just come to an open place on the shore and the water spread before them sparkling in the sunlight. Something was crossing the smooth surface, heading straight for their island, and of a nature to make Adrian cry out:
“Oh! for a gun!”