venison and finished the last of the preserved stewed tomatoes that he had sent with Lionel and Beatrice when they had left his cabin on the river what now seemed like a lifetime ago. while they ate, their grandfather told them of his trip to the Boss Ribsâ and then to the outpost.
Grandpa had left his cabin shortly after they had and wandered with Corn Poe in a roundabout way back to the Boss Ribsâ place. He said that Corn Poe got a beating from his father for leaving, but Grandpa thought it was more for the work that didnât get done around the place as opposed to the family truly missing the boy.
Lionel felt bad for Corn Poe, but Grandpa said that he was fine and a good boy, aside from talking a bit too much. From the Boss Ribsâ, Grandpa rode his mule to the outpost to get news from the boarding school about the childrenâs and Ulyssesâs disappearance.
The soldiers had questioned him when he arrived, and Grandpa told them that he had not known that the children were missing and was only at the school to visit them. The soldiers thought that this was a strange coincidence, but he acted as though he was mad at the priest, Brother Finn, and the captain for losing his only living kin. Grandpa told Lionel and Beatrice that he did not like to lie and prided himself that he hadnât done so since he was a kid, but that under the circumstances he did not see that there was another option, and that there was something about it that he had rather enjoyed.
The government sent out several parties to try to recover the horse, Lionel, and Beatrice, but due to the rough weather, and against the persistent argument of Sergeant Jenkins, they had turned back. There was a disagreement among the military men as to whether the children, let alone the horse, had even survived the initial storms. They also doubted if a boy, let alone a little girl, could make it through the late-winter snow and up into the mountains. Unfortunately, they planned to resume the search after the thaw.
Grandpa also heard that after a visit out to the Boss Ribsâ place, and thanks to Corn Poeâs big mouth, the soldiers were under the impression that the children had taken the horse to Canada. Lionel thought that Grandpa had begun to like Corn Poeâs more mischievous side. He also thought that something about his grandfather seemed different. He seemed to be happier, and he now wore a second hawkâs feather in his hair.
The three cleaned up from their supper and stoked the fire for the still-freezing night. Lionel washed the dishes with water carried up from the creek, while Beatrice and Grandpa unloaded the rest of the supplies from the travois behind the old mule. There were more canned preserves and vegetables, small burlap sacks of seeds for a garden, sacks of grain for Ulysses, more ammunition for the rifle, and a variety of other essentials such as flour, corn meal, matches, bar soap, and long tallow candles.
After washing the dishes, Lionel turned his attention toward Grandpaâs bow and small quiver of handmade arrows. He marveled at the simple beauty of them, and before he knew it, found himself taking an arrow and placing it on the strung bow. Lionel heard Beatrice and Grandpa laughing as they came toward the door and thought that he might get in trouble for going through his grandfatherâs things. He spun around to replace the items, but as he did, he felt the arrow slip from the taut sinew string.
The arrow shot across the room just as Beatrice and Grandpa entered, then ricocheted off the stone fireplace.
âWhat in the hell?â Grandpa fell backward, knocking Beatrice to the floor and watching the arrow sail out the open door into the moonlight.
Lionel didnât know what to do, so he dropped the bow.
âI see you found the bow.â Grandpa laughed as he slowly got back to his feet. âItâs not bright to monkey with something that you know nothing about. Thatâs how