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Contents
Summary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 165
Learning More . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 166
Chapter 22 • Conditionally Processing Observations from Multiple SAS Data Sets . . . . . . . . 349
Introduction to Conditional Processing from Multiple SAS Data Sets . . . . . . . . . . . . 349
Input SAS Data Sets for Examples . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 350
Determining Which Data Set Contributed the Observation . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 353
Contents vii
Chapter 23 • Analyzing Your SAS Session with the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 365
Introduction to Analyzing Your SAS Session with the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 366
Understanding the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 366
Locating the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 369
Understanding the Log Structure . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 369
Writing to the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 375
Suppressing Information in the SAS Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 382
Changing the Appearance of the Log . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 387
Summary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 387
Learning More . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 388
Chapter 29 • Creating Detail and Summary Reports with the REPORT Procedure . . . . . . . . . 501
Introduction to Creating Detail and Summary Reports with the REPORT Procedure . 501
Understanding How to Construct a Report . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 502
Input File and SAS Data Set for Examples . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 504
Creating Simple Reports . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 505
Creating More Sophisticated Reports . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 514
Summary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 523
Learning More . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 527
Summary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 710
Learning More . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 710
Chapter 38 • Modifying SAS Data Set Names and Variable Attributes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 713
Introduction to Modifying SAS Data Set Names and Variable Attributes . . . . . . . . . . 713
Input Data Library for Examples . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 714
Renaming SAS Data Sets . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 714
Modifying Variable Attributes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 716
Summary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 723
Learning More . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 724
Glossary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 839
Index . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 859
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Syntax Components
The components of the syntax for most language elements include a keyword and
arguments. For some language elements, only a keyword is necessary. For other
language elements, the keyword is followed by an equal sign (=). The syntax for
arguments has multiple forms in order to demonstrate the syntax of multiple arguments,
with and without punctuation.
keyword
specifies the name of the SAS language element that you use when you write your
program. Keyword is a literal that is usually the first word in the syntax. In a CALL
routine, the first two words are keywords.
In these examples of SAS syntax, the keywords are bold:
CHAR (string, position)
CALL RANBIN (seed, n, p, x);
ALTER (alter-password)
BEST w.
REMOVE <data-set-name>
In this example, the first two words of the CALL routine are the keywords:
CALL RANBIN(seed, n, p, x)
The syntax of some SAS statements consists of a single keyword without arguments:
DO;
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In this example, string and substring are required arguments, whereas modifiers and
startpos are optional.
FIND(string, substring <, modifiers> <, startpos>
argument(s)
specifies that one argument is required and that multiple arguments are allowed.
Separate arguments with a space. Punctuation, such as a comma ( , ) is not required
between arguments.
The MISSING statement is an example of this form of multiple arguments:
MISSING character(s);
<LITERAL_ARGUMENT>argument-1<<LITERAL_ARGUMENT>argument-2 ... >
specifies that one argument is required and that a literal argument can be associated
with the argument. You can specify multiple literals and argument pairs. No
punctuation is required between the literal and argument pairs. The ellipsis (...)
indicates that additional literals and arguments are allowed.
The BY statement is an example of this argument:
BY <DESCENDING> variable-1 <<DESCENDING> variable-2 …>;
argument-1 <option(s)> <argument-2 <option(s)> ...>
specifies that one argument is required and that one or more options can be
associated with the argument. You can specify multiple arguments and associated
options. No punctuation is required between the argument and the option. The
ellipsis (...) indicates that additional arguments with an associated option are
allowed.
The FORMAT procedure PICTURE statement is an example of this form of multiple
arguments:
PICTURE name <(format-option(s))>
<value-range-set-1 <(picture-1-option(s))>
<value-range-set-2 <(picture-2-option(s))> …>>;
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Style Conventions
The style conventions that are used in documenting SAS syntax include uppercase bold,
uppercase, and italic:
UPPERCASE BOLD
identifies SAS keywords such as the names of functions or statements. In this
example, the keyword ERROR is written in uppercase bold:
ERROR <message>;
UPPERCASE
identifies arguments that are literals.
In this example of the CMPMODEL= system option, the literals include BOTH,
CATALOG, and XML:
CMPMODEL=BOTH | CATALOG | XML |
italic
identifies arguments or values that you supply. Items in italic represent user-supplied
values that are either one of the following:
• nonliteral arguments. In this example of the LINK statement, the argument label
is a user-supplied value and therefore appears in italic:
LINK label;
• nonliteral values that are assigned to an argument.
In this example of the FORMAT statement, the argument DEFAULT is assigned
the variable default-format:
FORMAT variable(s) <format > <DEFAULT = default-format>;
Special Characters
The syntax of SAS language elements can contain the following special characters:
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=
an equal sign identifies a value for a literal in some language elements such as
system options.
In this example of the MAPS system option, the equal sign sets the value of MAPS:
MAPS=location-of-maps
<>
angle brackets identify optional arguments. A required argument is not enclosed in
angle brackets.
In this example of the CAT function, at least one item is required:
CAT (item-1 <, item-2, …>)
|
a vertical bar indicates that you can choose one value from a group of values. Values
that are separated by the vertical bar are mutually exclusive.
In this example of the CMPMODEL= system option, you can choose only one of the
arguments:
CMPMODEL=BOTH | CATALOG | XML
...
an ellipsis indicates that the argument can be repeated. If an argument and the ellipsis
are enclosed in angle brackets, then the argument is optional. The repeated argument
must contain punctuation if it appears before or after the argument.
In this example of the CAT function, multiple item arguments are allowed, and they
must be separated by a comma:
CAT (item-1 <, item-2, …>)
'value' or "value"
indicates that an argument that is enclosed in single or double quotation marks must
have a value that is also enclosed in single or double quotation marks.
In this example of the FOOTNOTE statement, the argument text is enclosed in
quotation marks:
FOOTNOTE <n> <ods-format-options 'text' | "text">;
;
a semicolon indicates the end of a statement or CALL routine.
In this example, each statement ends with a semicolon:
data namegame;
length color name $8;
color = 'black';
name = 'jack';
game = trim(color) || name;
run;
Several methods of referring to SAS libraries and external files are available, and some
of these methods depend on your operating environment.
In the examples that use external files, SAS documentation uses the italicized phrase
file-specification. In the examples that use SAS libraries, SAS documentation uses the
italicized phrase SAS-library enclosed in quotation marks:
infile file-specification obs = 100;
libname libref 'SAS-library';
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xix
Overview
Step-by-Step Programming with Base SAS 9.4 shows you how to create SAS programs
step by step. You are provided with conceptual information and examples that illustrate
the SAS concepts. You can execute the programs in this document and view the results.
This document contains the basic information that you need to begin writing and
debugging your SAS code.
The following enhancements have been made to the documentation:
• additional information about debugging SAS programs
• new method of concatenating SAS variables
• updated sections on Output Delivery System (ODS)
In the third maintenance release for SAS 9.4, the following enhancements have been
made to the documentation:
• discussion of the DSD option was added to the documentation about list input
• directions for viewing ODS style templates were updated (see “Customizing ODS
Output at the Level of a SAS Job” on page 667)
• discussion of the IN= data set option was added to the documentation about merging
data sets
Additional information and examples of SAS log output have been added. Items in the
SAS log are explained so that you can more easily debug your own SAS programs.
Documentation for the DATA step debugger has been added. The DATA step debugger
is a tool that enables you to find logic errors in your program. A description of the tool
and examples are provided. A list of commands that you use with the debugger is also
provided.
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A preferred method of concatenating SAS variables has been introduced. You use the
CAT function to return a concatenated character string.
The sections about the Output Delivery System (ODS) have been updated, and new
information has been added. ODS gives you greater flexibility in generating, storing, and
reproducing SAS procedure and DATA step output along with a wide range of
formatting options. ODS provides formatting functionality that is not available when
using individual procedures or the DATA step without ODS.
Beginning with SAS 9.3, the default destination in the SAS windowing environment is
HTML, and ODS Graphics is enabled by default. These new defaults have several
advantages. Graphs are integrated with tables, and all output is displayed in the same
HTML file using a new style. This new style, HTMLBlue, is an all-color style that is
designed to integrate tables and modern statistical graphics. The examples in this
document now show HTML output.
xxi
Overview
For information about the accessibility of Base SAS, see the SAS 9.4 Companion for
Windows.
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1
Part 1
Chapter 1
What is the SAS System? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3
Chapter 2
Working with Output Defaults . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17
2
3
Chapter 1
What is the SAS System?
How you use SAS depends on what you want to accomplish. Some people use many of
the capabilities of the SAS System, and others use only a few.
At the core of the SAS System is Base SAS software, which is the software product that
you will learn to use in this documentation. This section presents an overview of Base
SAS. It introduces the capabilities of Base SAS, addresses methods of running SAS, and
outlines various types of output.
variable
data value
In a SAS data set, each row represents information about an individual entity and is
called an observation. Each column represents the same type of information and is called
a variable. Each separate piece of information is a data value. In a SAS data set, an
observation contains all the data values for an entity; a variable contains the same type of
data value for all entities.
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“Yes!” was the reply, after the speaker had leaned over the invalid
for a moment. “He dozes again. That burst of emotion exhausted
him terribly, however, and it may be that he’ll never come to again.”
In about ten minutes the dying man stirred again. His eyes were still
closed, but he murmured incoherently. At first his words were low
and disconnected, but gradually he spoke louder; and finally the
listeners distinguished parts of sentences. But whether he was
referring to the tragedy he had just detailed, or to some other, or
whether what he said was purely the effect of delirium, the hearers
could not ascertain.
“The pitiless villain,” were his words. “No mercy, no mercy. Oh! that I
had run him through when he proposed it. I broke her heart. Mary!
Mary! blessed saint,” he exclaimed piteously, “don’t look at me so
reproachfully.”
Tossing from side to side on the bed, working his fingers on the
counterpane, every lineament of his face betraying the terrible
mental agonies he was undergoing, Aylesford lay, a picture of
remorse which had come too late. As his broken ejaculations went
on it became evident that another person, as the surgeon had
hinted, now mingled in his thoughts with Miss Aylesford.
“Forgive me, Mary, forgive me,” he cried, clasping his hands, “I have
indeed deserted our child; but if I had known—if I had—”
Here his words sunk into indistinct babblings, all that could be
distinguished being the single phrase, “they call her his niece, you
know.”
“Take him away,” he shrieked, in a voice that made the hair of his
hearers stand on end with horror, and was heard far away out across
the silence of the night; “his fingers almost touch me.”
It was a scene, which those who were present, could never shake
off. The terrified countenance of the dying man, the despairing
clutch with which he held on to the chaplain, and the fixed, stony
gaze of horror which he fastened, as if on some object right across
the bed, and almost within reach; the whole rendered, for an
instant, visible with more than ordinary distinctness, as a burning
deck of one of the ships that was consuming, fell in, shooting a
quick, intense glare into the room.
The piercing tone, almost amounting to a shriek; the awful look; the
gesture of horrible fear with which he shrank closer yet to the
clergyman; these no pen can adequately paint.
For a long while Kate listened, dreading lest she should hear some
one stir, for she dared not hope that sleep had overpowered the
whole gang. But five minutes passed without any one moving, then
ten, and then finally a half an hour. When this latter period had
elapsed she began to breathe freely again. The thought of escape
flashed upon her. She reasoned that if she could pass the sleepers
undetected, and gain the forest, she might find some place of
refuge, perhaps, before the outlaws would awake. Ignorant as she
was of the exact locality of the hut, she yet had a general idea of the
direction in which the Forks lay, and she determined to make the
attempt to reach that post.
But she resolved not to essay escape as yet. The night without was
pitch dark, so that it would have been impossible to find her way
through the woods; and as she knew the moon would rise in about
an hour, she determined to wait for that event; and accordingly
threw herself on the bed to watch for the propitious time.
But directly she recovered the energy natural to her. In truth, her
slumbers had vastly recruited her strength and spirits; and of this
she began soon to be sensible. She sprang to her feel, saying to
herself with decision,
She now ventured to lift the latch, which at first resisted her efforts,
and which, when at last it yielded, gave forth a sudden, sharp click,
that, for a moment, made her fear it had awakened one or more of
the outlaws. She waited, therefore, to assure herself that no one
was stirring, before she ventured to draw the door towards her. In
the unnaturally excited state of her nerves, the almost imperceptible
sound of the hinges smote on her ear with alarming distinctness, so
that she felt confident that now at least some one of the outlaws
must awake. In fact a burly ruffian, in whom, to her horror, she
recognized Arrison, and who lay directly across the doorway, not a
foot from her, actually stirred, muttering incoherently, as if about to
arouse from sleep; and at this sight Kate, brave as she was, felt all
her courage and strength desert her, and was compelled to lean
against the wall, in order to support herself from falling.
The door of the outer apartment was fortunately open, and the
moonlight, streaming in, lit up a scene, such as the Flemish masters
loved to paint. Down the centre of the apartment ran a table,
covered with overturned drinking glasses, and empty bottles, amid
which a huge black jug, with a cornstalk cork, stood, like a grim,
giant warrior, of old, in the centre of a troop of modern pigmies. A
few square bits of wood, in each of which a hole had been bored to
insert a candle, were scattered about the table; but the candles had
long since guttered down, the melted tallow flowing over and
adhering to the board. On one side of the table had been a row of
split-bottomed chairs, but these were now either pushed back
against the wall, or had been kicked over; while on the other side
was a rude bench, made of the first plank that is cut from a log, the
convex part, to which the bark still adhered, being downward. A
broken clay pipe, black with smoke, lay on one end of this bench,
and by it slept its owner, a brawny, unshaven savage. Two of his
companions were stretched on the floor, on either side; another was
directly under the table; a fourth filled a shadowy corner, looking an
unsightly, mis-shapen mass in the obscurity; while a fifth, still sitting
in his chair, slept with his head leaning on his hands crossed before
him on the table. Across this central figure the moonlight poured in a
flood of intense brilliancy, and shot onwards to where Arrison lay at
the feet of Kate, leaving the rest of the room in comparative
darkness, as in a painting by Rembrandt.
Kate saw that it would require the utmost caution to pass the
sleepers without awakening them, for the room was so narrow, and
they lay in such positions, that it was almost impossible to reach the
door without treading upon more than one of them. Arrison himself
lay close to the door of her room, as if his last thought, before he
succumbed to the effects of his copious libations, had been to place
himself there on purpose to keep guard. She could not advance a
single step, indeed, without passing over his body; and if, in making
the attempt, even her skirt should brush him, all would be over.
Perhaps, she reflected, he would be aroused even by her shadow
crossing him; she herself could easily be woke in that way. These
suggestions of an active brain would have paralyzed many a female
in Kate’s situation; but they only had the effect of quickening her
pulses, and increasing her caution.
Holding her breath, and gathering up her skirts firmly, she stepped
rapidly across Arrison’s body, and not pausing to look behind,
advanced stealthily but swiftly towards the door, keeping as much as
possible in the shadow. She was but a few seconds in crossing the
apartment, but it seemed to her almost an age. Every instant she
expected to hear Arrison spring to his feet, or to see one of the
ruffians in front rise to intercept her. At every footstep she trembled
with nervous apprehension. As she approached the door, she was
compelled to almost brush one of the outlaws extended on the floor:
he stirred at that crisis; and she thought that she was discovered.
Instantaneously she stopped and shrank into the shadow. The man
was only turning in his sleep, however, and the next moment was
snoring as heavily as before. Inexpressibly relieved, Kate drew her
garments close to her figure, and gliding lightly past him, gained the
door in safety.
The little clearing was everywhere as light as day, except where the
shadows of the rude fences checkered the ground, or where the
gloom, cast by the forest, fell like an ominous pall across the eastern
edge. Before our heroine was the little, tumble-down barn, which we
have once before described. One side of this, including the roof, was
flooded with the moonlight, while the other was black and vague,
the deep shadows effectually concealing its outline. Right opposite
the glorious planet, and therefore dazzlingly lit up by her radiance, a
road opened into the forest, which soon, however closed about it,
sombre and awful, as some unfathomable cave swallows up the ray
of sunlight that streams through a chink in the roof. It reminded
Kate of a pathway into some land of enchantment, at first beautiful
to the eye, and light almost as day, but soon darkening into the
gloom of death, amid bogs, and torrents, and labyrinths without
end. A shudder came over her as she gazed, as if a shadow of
impending evil fell across her; but shaking off the feeling as childish,
she advanced into the open space, and directed her steps to the
road.
But scarcely had she emerged fairly into the moonlight, when a low,
deep growl startled her, proceeding apparently from the barn.
Looking eagerly in that direction, her heart sank, for she saw the
ferocious bloodhound, which she had observed on her arrival, slowly
rising to his feet from out of the shadow. His huge form, as he
stalked into the light, seemed, to the excited nerves of our heroine,
to be of even more colossal stature than it was in reality; and with a
stifled groan, clasping her hands, she stood transfixed in speechless
horror.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
INTERCEPTED
A violet by a mossy stone,
Half hidden from the eye,
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky. —Wordsworth.
Suddenly a figure glided forth into the moonlight, which, for one
moment, Kate almost fancied was a spirit. It was clothed in white,
and bore the semblance of a young girl, not more than ten years
old; but so sylph-like were its movements, so noiseless its tread, and
so pure and innocent was the expression of the face, that it could
not, Kate thought, be there, yet be earthly. This transient illusion,
however, was instantly dissipated, by a childish voice calling out to
the dog, in low tones, as if fearful of awaking the sleepers.
Our heroine fully expected that the alarm given by the dog would
have aroused the sleepers; and she even fancied, for an instant, that
she heard the refugees stirring. She turned, therefore, eagerly to fly,
but at the first step the young girl advanced, laying her hand on
Kate’s arm and shaking her head in the negative.
Kate glanced affrightedly over her shoulder, sure that she would
behold Arrison; but her excited fancy had run ahead of the reality.
She drew a deep sigh of relief, and turning to the young girl, said,
breathlessly.
“You will not stop me—you will save me from these dreadful men, by
letting me go before they awake.”
“And why not? Oh! surely they would not harm you.”
“He would kill me,” replied the child, glancing in terror towards the
house.
“Who?”
“Uncle.”
“What! Arrison?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t know him,” answered the child, “Oh! I am sure he would
kill me if I let you go,” she continued, clasping her little hands.
“But I must go,” replied Kate, with an endeavor to overawe the child.
“You cannot help it.”
The child laid her hand significantly on the bloodhound, which had
risen from his reclining posture and now stood at her side, watching
alternately her countenance and that of Kate. This gesture he
seemed to interpret as it was intended, for he bristled up and
uttered a low growl.
The child looked up, with her sad, earnest eyes, at the same time
patting the bloodhound, who became quiet at once.
“Oh! if I could let you go,” she said, and her little face was eloquent
in every feature with sincerity. “I haven’t slept a wink all night,
thinking of you. That was before I saw you,” she added, naively,
“before I knew you were beautiful, or looked so good.”
“Does nobody live here but you?” Kate said, wondering to find the
child in such a place. “I mean nobody but you and Arrison.”
“He hasn’t lived here always,” she replied. “He did once, and then
went away, and only came back a week ago.”
Kate was silent. The child was then an orphan. She said kindly, after
a moment.
“Oh! yes. She was so beautiful,” and the tears glistened in the child’s
eyes. “Not beautiful like you, not proud looking and grand, but so
sweet and pretty. She never scolded me in all her life, never, never.”
And the child burst into low, half-stifled sobs, which, in her effort to
suppress them, shook her little frame.
Kate was again silent; tears sympathetically dimmed her eyes. The
child saw it, and hushing her sobs, said,
“But Granny Jones was sent away, when uncle came back.”
“All alone, except with Lion,” she said, glancing at the bloodhound.
“He’s such a good fellow,” she added, her eyes brightening. “We play
together, when we’ve time! Don’t we, Lion?” and she caressed him.
“Why won’t you go with me?” said Kate, winningly. “Help me to get
away from this place, and I’ll take you home with me, where you
shall have everything you like, and be my little sister.”
The child looked up at her, with eyes dilated to their utmost size in
wonder, evidently unable to credit what she heard.
“I am rich,” said Kate; “you never need work any more. Look in my
face and you’ll see I speak truth.”
The child gave a long, earnest gaze, and answered. “I believe what
you say. I know you are good.”
“No,” she said, “it wouldn’t be right. Mother told me to stay with
uncle till I grew to be a woman; that he was a hard man, but my
only friend, and I promised I would do it.”
“But your mother did not know that I would make you my sister. If
she had known that you could go away to a fine house, have plenty
of clothes, have books to read, and have a sister to love you, don’t
you think she would have been willing?”
The child looked puzzled. She fixed her large eyes, in doubt and
inquiry, on Kate, as if she could interrogate our heroine’s very soul.
“Maybe she would,” she answered frankly, at last. “She was always
afraid of uncle, and often cried after he’d been to see us. But I
promised her I’d stay with him. Is it right to break promises?
Wouldn’t that be to tell a lie?”
Kate felt her eyes shrink before the gaze of the innocent child. She
was no adept in casuistry, and if she had been, the inquiry of the
little girl, thus put, would have silenced her. Even the strong instinct
to escape could not induce her to mislead one so young and pure.
“God help me!” was her answer, wringing her hands. “I must then
stay here. Oh! if I were dead.”
The child looked at her earnestly for a moment, and then said,
pulling her by her sleeve,
“Don’t, don’t. They won’t hurt you—will they? Uncle told me he was
going to marry you, and that I must give up my room to you, and go
and sleep in the barn, for tonight, anyhow. If you don’t like uncle,
you needn’t marry him, need you? I thought people only married
when they liked each other.”
The child started back with a sudden shriek, which she stifled as
hastily, looking in terror towards the house; and then, taking Kate’s
hand, she drew her away within the shadow of the barn. Here,
pausing, she said,
“As sure as there is a good God above us,” answered Kate, solemnly,
“if you don’t let me go, I’ll not be alive to-morrow. There is no help
for it. While, if you do let me go,” she continued, eager to take
advantage of the favorable chance, “nobody will know you helped
me. In fact, you won’t help me; you’ll only keep Lion quiet; and if
they were to know you helped me, they couldn’t harm you, innocent
child that you are. If your mother was alive, she’d wish you to let me
go. You know I wouldn’t tell a lie, darling, or I’d have tried still to get
you to go with me, in spite of your promise to your mother. Every
minute is precious. It will soon be daybreak. Only keep Lion quiet,
leave me to myself, and go back to your bed in the barn.”
“You shall go,” suddenly said the child. “I’ll go inside, and take Lion
with me.”
“God bless you!” cried Kate, seizing her in her arms and kissing her
again and again. “If I escape, and you ever want a friend, you’ll
always have one, if you ask for Miss Aylesford, of Sweetwater.”
“Good-bye,” said the child, timidly returning the kisses. “Take the
road in front, and keep straight ahead. Only,” she added, “when you
come to the big cedar, past the log bridge, a mile off, you must turn
to the right.”
With tears in her eyes she gave the child a last embrace, and first
glancing towards the house to see that no one was in motion, ran
swiftly across the open space, entered the road, nor slackened her
speed until not only the turn concealed her from sight, but a
considerable distance intervened between her and the clearing.
Then, almost out of breath, she subsided into a quick walk,
occasionally stopping to hear if the steps or shouts of pursuers were
following in the distance.
As for the child, she remained in the shadow, caressing the dog to
keep him quiet, and watching the retreating figure of our heroine,
until Kate had wholly disappeared. Then, suddenly bursting into
tears, she turned, and entered the dilapidated barn, leading the
bloodhound, whom, the instant they were alone together on the hay,
she clasped to her arms, in a mute eloquence that said he was now
again the only friend she had in the world.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
THE FLIGHT
Whence is that knocking!
How is it with me, when every noise appals me. —Shakespeare.
The precious moments which Kate had lost, first by falling asleep,
and afterwards through the watchfulness of the hound, stimulated
her now to the utmost speed of which she was capable. Running
until she was forced to pause for breath, then pausing an instant to
listen, now walking at her utmost pace, then running again as soon
as she had recovered herself, she reached the bridge of which the
child had spoken, in a period of time incredibly short, and only to be
accounted for by the terror with which the fear of death or dishonor
winged her feet.
At this point she was compelled to come to a full stop, and remain
for awhile in perplexed thought, uncertain which way to go. In vain
she tried to remember which road the child had told her to take. As
she stood there, hesitating, her fears received fresh stimulants.
Every noise was magnified into the sound of pursuers. Even the soft
sighing of the wind in the distance seemed to her excited fancy the
remote baying of the hound; while the sudden dropping of a pine-
cone near her made her start, with a half uttered scream, as if her
foes were already upon her. To have seen her then, as she stood
glancing fearfully across her shoulder, her hand pressed to her
palpitating heart, her lips parted in terror, and her cheek lividly pale,
one would have compared her only to some beautiful, milk-white
doe, suddenly startled by the hunter’s cry, and feeling in imagination
the fangs of the enormous stag-hounds already at her throat.
She paused, therefore, again. But the more she thought the more
perplexed she became. Time, meanwhile, was passing; precious
moments, big with destiny. She could not rely on the outlaws
remaining ignorant of her flight a moment after daybreak; and
already the night was waning fast. Drawing forth her watch, of
which she had not been despoiled, most strangely as she thought,
she discovered that the dawn was only an hour distant. What was an
hour’s start, however, to one like her, wearied by the excessive
fatigue of the preceding day, unused to travelling far on foot, and
deprived of sleep for the last twenty-four hours, except for the slight
interval at the hut. How could she expect to gain the Forks, even if
she struck the right road, in less than two hours?
“If I hesitate longer,” she cried, in despair, “they will overtake me,
long before I can reach any place of safety I am acquainted with. I
must decide in some way. This right hand road, I fear, leads into the
King’s highway: I will take the one on the left: God help me if I am
wrong!”
At this point Kate reached an opening in the woods, where the trees
had been cut off a year or two ago. On the eastern side of this was
a tract of pine land, where a fire had passed, leaving the tall firs
standing stripped of their foliage, like a forest of black, charred
masts against the heavens. Through this, in the distance, was seen
a reddened sky, a proof that the sun, though still below the horizon,
was close upon it. The route of Kate lying in the direction of this
burnt district, it was not long before she saw the upper edge of his
disc emerge, shooting long lines of light towards her, that came
glancing between the black trunks of the pines, or bathed the
greener space more directly in front with showers of golden
radiance. The whole forest around was now alive with twittering
birds. Meantime the moon, as if suddenly struck pale by an
enchanter’s hand, seemed all at once to have lost its late glorious
effulgence, and was now seen, a faint, waning orb, apparently
powerless in the zenith. To the right and left, however, in the
recesses of the woods, where the sunshine had not yet penetrated,
the moonlight still lay, cold and beautiful, though even there less
lustrous than it had been.
For another hour Kate pursued her way, without stopping longer
than a few moments at a time, and then only to listen if she was
pursued. At the end of that period she began to think that she ought
to be in the neighborhood of the Forks. She pressed on, however, till
the sun was nearly two hours high, yet without reaching her
destination. She now became alarmed. At the pace at which she had
been advancing, she ought, she knew, to have arrived at the Forks
before this; besides, the road was becoming a mere wood-path;
while the forest around was changing its character and assuming
that of an impenetrable swamp. She now bethought her to compare
the position of the sun with what it would be if she was advancing in
the right direction. To her dismay she found that luminary over her
left shoulder and behind, instead of in front, and on the right, as it
should have been. At this discovery she came to a halt, overcome
with the sudden faintness of despair.
During her progress, she had frequently passed other roads, opening
into the one she was traversing, but as they were either evidently
paths used only by the wood-cutters, or led off at right angles, she
had carefully avoided them. Studiously had she kept to what
appeared to be the most direct and beaten way, nor until this
moment had she thought of testing it by the heavens. Thus she had
unconsciously turned her face in the wrong direction, by following its
tortuous course.
When this discovery forced itself on her, nature at last gave way.
Overtasked though she had been, hope and energy had kept her up;
but now both succumbed together; and her strength departed with
them. Sinking tremblingly and powerless on the huge root of a
mossy tree, she covered her face with her hands, and burst into
sobs like a child.
But, when she had wept for a while, a reaction took place. She
started suddenly to her feet.
“Why do I give way thus?” she cried. “Is not anything better than
falling again into the hands of those ruffians? Better to drop down
and die from sheer exhaustion, than to sit here trembling, like a
hunted hare, till I am seized.”
As she spoke, she resumed her flight, running till she panted, and
then walking rapidly on with desperate, but alas! purposeless
energy. For the further she advanced, the more remote became the
Forks, as she saw by the position of the sun; yet she dared not turn
back, as that would be to run into the jaws of her hunters. The first
cross-path that she met, and which led in the right direction, she
entered, however. But after following this for awhile, it also went
astray, and now she was in greater perplexity and dismay than ever.
Yet she struggled on. Despair gave her now the energy which hope
had formerly supplied; and though almost exhausted with physical
weakness, her brave soul still upheld her flagging frame, and still
urged her forward. Thus she staggered on, all that morning,
dragging her heavy limbs along, and continually rallying herself to a
swifter pace, when she mistook the wind among the trees for the
hurrying tread of pursuers, or the distant bay of a hound.
The sun was now high in the heavens. Kate had been on her feet
since two hours before the dawn. She could no longer advance at a
faster pace than a walk, and that a slow and painful one. She saw
also that she was moving almost in a circle, the sun being now
before her, now on her right, now behind her, and now to the left.
But, though hopelessly lost in the swamp, though sometimes almost
miring in the oozy soil, she did not, for one moment, entertain the
thought of turning back.
“Oh! no, no,” she said wildly, “certain death, death in any shape, is
better than falling again into those merciless hands.”
Even the idea of lingering for days, in a state of starvation, was less
terrible to her than being retaken. She had heard of persons, lost in
swamps, who had perished miserably for the want of food, and
whose bleached skeletons, found long years after, had been the only
clue their friends ever had to their fate; and she had formerly
shuddered at such tales. But she did not shudder now. She felt that,
if she could purchase immunity from the outlaws in no other way,
she would gladly accept even this horrible alternative.
“God,” she said, “tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. He will give
me strength to face such a death.”
Noon was now at hand. The path had long since dwindled into a
mere blind track, formed rather by the natural space between the
trees than by the footsteps of man or beast. Frequently tall bushes,
interlaced into an impenetrable net-work, guarded the sides like a
hedge; and again the path swelled into natural openings, half an
acre or so in extent. Lofty trees, whose sombre verdure threw an
almost funereal gloom around, towered high into the sky, with here
and there a blasted pine, shooting, arrowy-like, high over all, and
adding to the desolate aspect of the landscape.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
THE BLOODHOUND
But I, in none of these,
Find place or refuge. —Milton.
What miracle
Can work me into hope! —Lee.
Suddenly the distant cry of a hound seemed borne upon the air.
Often before, during the morning, as we have said, Kate had fancied
she heard such a noise; and as often had she been happily
disappointed. But this time there was no mistaking it. No sighing of
the wind among the pines, no murmur of distant water, could
produce that peculiar cry, which was plainly the hoarse, deep bay of
a bloodhound heated with the chase.
Meantime the bay of the hound sounded louder and louder, fiercer
and fiercer, nearer and nearer. Occasionally he would appear to lose
the scent for a moment or two, for the deep cry would die away
through the wilderness; and Kate, at such times, would listen
breathlessly, fluctuating between hope and despair. But the hoarse
bay broke forth invariably again, at intervals greater or less; and
always with a startling ferocity that sent the blood back in torrents to
her heart. After thus recovering the scent, the cry of the hound
would be heard almost incessantly, till the forest resounded with a
hundred echoes, and the very heavens seemed to give back the
sound. Though the pursuers now drew near, and then receded a
space, as if following a somewhat circuitous path, the terrible bay of
the hound plainly approached closer, with the lapse of every quarter
of an hour.
There was but one hope now left for our heroine, which was that
death would put an end to her miseries, before she could be
dragged back to the outlaw’s hut. Her efforts to escape had so
completely exhausted her, that her heroic spirit would have been
unable to force the weary limbs onward much further, even though
the refugees had failed to track her. She felt satisfied that she could
not retrace her steps to the cabin, and that she would perish on the
way if the attempt was made to compel her.
It was not only on herself that she relied, however, in this most
terrible of all extremities. The reader is already familiar with the fact
that Kate was sincere and earnest in her piety; and now, when she
considered death as imminent, she looked up to the Almighty for
support in that dreadful hour. She had been educated in the liturgy
of the Established Church, as her fathers had been since the days of
the saintly Latimer, and though she worshiped with other sects as
fervently as with her own, when the ministry of her church was
impossible, her thoughts naturally turned, in this extremity, to the
solemn words of that litany which she had learned first at her
mother’s knee.
As she stood, therefore, facing the foe, and bravely supporting her
weak frame by leaning against a tree, her eyes were raised to
heaven, and her lips moved in earnest supplications. We have seen
somewhere a picture of a Christian virgin, bound to an oak by Pagan
enemies, and about to suffer martyrdom by being transfixed with
arrows as a target. So Kate looked now. Her hands were clasped
downwards before her; and her uplifted countenance glowed with a
fervent enthusiasm that proved the mortal part above the fear of
death. Thus she stood, while the bay of the ferocious hound drew
nearer, and shouts, mingling with the hoarse cry, showed that her
pitiless hunters were now close at hand; yet not an eyelid quivered,
not a muscle about her mouth twitched, not a shade of color rose
into her composed, though pallid face.
“Remember not, Lord, our offences,” she prayed, “nor the offences
of our forefathers; neither take thou vengeance of our sins; spare
us, good Lord, spare thy people, whom thou hast redeemed with thy
most precious blood.”
Again the hoarse cries of the bloodhound, nearer at hand than ever,
woke the echoes of the wilderness, mingled with the exulting shouts
of the outlaws; for the pursuers knew, from the rapidity and power
of the dog’s cries, that they were now almost up with their prey.
“By the mystery of thy holy Incarnation, by thy holy Nativity and
Circumcision; by thy Baptism, Fasting and Temptation.”
Again the ferocious bay of the bloodhound rose to the sky, and
reverberated through the forests.
“By thine Agony and Bloody Sweat; by thy Cross and Passion; by thy
precious Death and Burial; by thy glorious Resurrection and
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