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BackcountryChapter 4

That evening, I stalked through the reeds and shot a goose. I had feared that I might miss and lose the arrow, or that the big bird might take flight if I only winged it, perhaps taking my arrow with it, but we had to eat. Luckily, it was a clean kill and I waded forward, wet to the waist, to claim my prize. It made a welcome change from eating rats and chewing spruce-heart and all the other marvelous things Mataoka could prepare from that versatile tree. I returned to the clearing at the...

BackcountryChapter 5

One morning I was near the cliff when I spied an elk with calf moving slowly in the valley below. I saw where the calf settled in the shade for the day, and determined to go down and kill it. Quickly getting my bow and arrows and telling Mataoka of our opportunity, I eased down our ladder and slowly stalked towards the bushes where I knew the calf to be. The mother was still too close, and she saw me approach and charged me. I ducked behind a tree trunk and the elk came to a halt over the...

BackcountryChapter 6

“We’ll not be staying long. Mataoka and I are getting married.” I stated slowly. “Married? Oh my god, you haven’t! You can’t have!” ma implored. “The poor girl!” “No, we haven’t“ Mataoka found her voice and there was an edge to it. “We need to marry first.” I knew she didn’t think my ma treated me fairly. I still don’t know if she knew who my real father was, or the circumstances in which I was made, though. Perhaps she’d have been softer and more understanding if she’d known? “We want to...

BackcountryChapter 7

We took care to leave quietly and not let anyone see which way we went, although Mataoka had taught Eliza the route to our farmstead as she and I had taught ourselves; Eliza had been reciting the path, tracing a finger up and down across the fingers of an outspread hand – “and in the second valley there is a deep gorge, and you can cross it about a mile south where tall ceders lean over it. And then...”. It was important to us that Eliza knew, and that she guided ma and pa should they come...

BackcountryChapter 8

I got the message. Now we were making good progress, having got all the logs onto our platform. Mataoka had helped dig away the soil where the bottom log would lie. The soil was poor and thin and the bedrock shallow under the platform, so we didn’t have to dig down deep to reach it. We filled the shallow footings with the small broken stones that littered the hill behind it. These I tamped down with a stump from one of the logs. Then we laid our foundation course of log, going right around,...

BackcountryChapter 9

It took me a few seconds to grasp her meaning! Oh gods, I was going to be a father! She dove on my face and kissed me soundly. “Thank you, this is the best Saint Nicolas day present ever,” and she embraced me and I held her tight and felt her melt to me. “When’s it due?” I asked hesitantly, unsure how you can tell. “Early summer,” she replied, “I’ve been sure for a long while but wanted to keep it as a present for you. Some days I’ve been bursting to tell you!” We had to kill and smoke the...

BackcountryChapter 10

I stopped my bellows and looked around fearfully. The only weapon in reach was the big stone mallet I beat the bloom with, but I knew that to reach for it would be death itself. The Indians closed in, forming a tighter ring around me. Beyond, I could see two braves stand near Mataoka and little Harvey, too. “Hello,” I tried to greet them in Indian. They stared at me, then turned and talked to one-another in a language I did not understand. One of them reached for where the bloom I had been...

BackcountryChapter 11

In the morning, Walla’s advice fresh in my mind, I stood up proud and shouted out to speak to Ahanu. All the braves came over, surprised that I could speak their language. They sensed I had something important to say. “Ahanu, you snake,” I spat angrily in the Indian tongue. “You have not bested me in battle yet! You would not win if you were in front of me, now that I know you are my enemy!” Ahanu looked surprised at my outburst, but also amused. “Why would I fight you?“ he taunted, “I have...

BackcountryChapter 12

That autumn I boarded the floor of the cabin. We had a rat snake living underneath, and it stayed awake even through the winter because of the warmth. Snug, we settled back into our easy winter life, surrounded by stores aplenty from another good harvest. That winter, when weather allowed, I went hunting. As was my style, I could chase a young deer or elk, harrying it until it collapsed from exhaustion after a day or two’s pursuit. Then I just carefully slit its throat, cleaned it and carted...

BackcountryChapter 13

It was a happy, glad summer of plenty. There was plenty of sunshine, and plenty of light drizzle and rain and things grew plenty well. We had plenty of help from Alawa in the fields and help from Eliza in the home and Mataoka was doted on as much as our two little papooses were. It occurs to me now that different girls’ bodies respond differently to pregnancy. Just look around yourself at the women you know. Now, Mataoka was one of those women blessed with a body changed almost not at all by...

BackcountryChapter 14

The inexplicable fear that had been growing inside me as I headed home turned out to be unfounded. Our little farm was the perfect bliss it always had been, and with Alawa to tend the fields in my absence Mataoka was recovering fine and nursing our two healthy offspring happily. Alawa grunted to acknowledge my return and, without speaking, took both the children off to see the turkeys so that my wife and I could reacquaint ourselves after our week apart. Mataoka giggled as she confided in...

BackcountryChapter 15

One of the old braves shot one of Mataoka’s tame opossums and there was a big shouting match and I stood on the side-lines as Walla tried to mediate. I did learn some interesting derogatory Indian words, though! Mataoka’s claim that all coons and possums were off limits were met with derision by the braves, who were unable to accept that a woman could demand anything. In the end, to my surprise, I was asked to rule on the matter as the village chief! Of course, I knew what warmed my bed at...

BackcountryChapter 16

“Well well well” Simon laughed, striding forward with his arms on his hips imperiously, “If it isn’t that shite of a lad, Eric!” Eric looked up and around startled, shocked to see his old tormentor in front of him. “Where’s Eliza?” he spluttered, “Is she safe?” “What is it to you?” Jonathon interjected, “And why would you care? You’re not sweet on her, are you?” There was a derisive note in his voice as he took strength from his weapons and accomplices and the isolation we found ourselves...

BackcountryChapter 17

That fall, just after our little rice harvest, the young braves came from the old village they had finally vacated. They brought with them all the possessions they thought to keep, although many of the squaws complained about things left behind that the men hadn’t valued but that the women thought precious. With them came a joyous surprise. The newlywed Eric and Eliza joined them! Eliza’s and pa’s many good words about our cabin, and his own sight of our summer camp and foundry had convinced...

BackcountryChapter 18

Pa and Eliza found me slumped, half asleep, my hand stretched up and still gripping the bars of the window into the cell. On the other side of the stone wall Mataoka lay in a tight ball on the threadbare cot, scared for her life. At least the crowd had dispersed, leaving us finally alone; leaving us consumed by our darkest fears fo, r the future. “Eliza has told me all,” pa whispered, then stood back. I looked at the fearful Eliza, and she just nodded slightly. “So your wife is a murderer...

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