The Gold Hunter's Adventures Or, Life In Australia Volume 2 ( Of 2 ) by William H. Thomes (books to read in your 30s TXT) π
Friends To Give Them A History Of My Adventures In That Land Of Gold,
Where Kangaroos Are Supposed To Be As Plenty As Natives, And Jump Ten
Times As Far, And Where Natives Are Imagined To Be Continually Lying In
Ambush For The Purpose Of Making A Hearty Meal Upon The Bodies Of Those
Unfortunate Travellers Who Venture Far Into The Interior Of The
Country--Where Bushrangers Are Continually Hanging About Camp Fires,
Ready To Cut The Weasands Of Those Who Close Their Eyes For A
Moment--And Lastly, Where Every Other Man That You Meet Is Expected To
Be A Convict, Transported From The Mother Country For Such Petty Crimes
As Forgery, House-Breaking, And Manslaughter In The Second Degree.
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You Think That I Do Not Feel Very Keenly The Situation In Which My Own
Thoughtlessness Has Placed You?"
"We Have No Doubt That Your Motives Are Good," Replied Fred, "But We
Know That You Will Listen To Reason, And After A Few Words Of
Explanation Will Agree With Us That Our Course Is Right."
Murden Looked Incredulous, And Puffed Away At His Pipe Vigorously; But
He Muttered, "Go On," And We Discovered That He Was Softening Rapidly.
"It Is Evident," Fred Went On To State, "That The Disaffected Portion Of
The Miners At This Place Think That We Are In League With Government In
Endeavoring To Force The Tax Upon Them, And, To Revenge Themselves,
Undertake To Burn Our Store. This We Must Prevent."
"That Is What I Told You In The First Place," Interrupted The
Lieutenant. "We Must Have A Police Force Around The Store, And Shoot
Down Every Suspicious Character That Approaches During The Night."
"Such A Course Would Soon Make The Mines Too Hot To Hold Us, And Instead
Of Getting Sympathy, We Should Get The Undying Hatred Of Every Man In
Australia. No, No; We Must Meet Violence With Kindness, And Instead Of
Making Enemies, Make Friends."
"Go On, And Tell Me How You Will Act To Do So," Cried Murden.
"It Is Very Simple: We Must Watch For Those Who Seek To Harm Us, And
Convince Them Of Our Friendship," Responded Fred, Earnestly.
"By Hanging Or Shooting, I Suppose," Replied Murden.
"Neither One Nor The Other Method Should We Adopt. We Will Keep Watch,
And If An Incendiary Seeks To Fire Our Building, We Will Seize Him, And
Convince Him That We Are Favorable To His Cause, Or That We Mean To
Remain Neutral During The Coming Struggle, And Then Set Him Free To
Return To His Friends With The News."
"Hadn't You Better Throw In A Glass Of Liquor, And A Few Plugs Of
Tobacco?" Asked The Officer, Sarcastically, Never Having Heard Of Such
Kind Of Treatment To People Who Were Disposed To Be Vicious.
"Your Suggestion Is Good, And Shall Be Acted On," Replied Fred,
Pleasantly. "Have You Any Other?"
"No, But I Wish To Tell You That You Are Laboring Under A Mistaken Idea,
Volume 2 Chapter 50 (Arrival Of Smith.--Attempt To Burn The Store) Pg 44And That You Will Regret Your Benevolent Motives. Such A Course As You
Describe Might Answer Very Well If The Population Of Ballarat Was Made
Up Of High-Minded And Honorable Men, And Not The Refuse Of The Old
Countries, Whose Crimes Have Outlawed Them, And Whose Greatest
Inclination Is To Be In Mischief."
"You Forget," Said Fred, "That This Tax Movement Originated With The
Best And Most Intelligent Men At The Mines, And That The Class Of People
You Have Described Are Bushrangers, Or Else Men Who Live Upon The
Community Without Work. If Ever The Miners And The Government Do Have A
Collision, You Will Be Surprised At The Respectable Ranks That The
Former Will Show."
"I Have No Doubt Of It," Responded Murden, Dryly.
"Under These Circumstances, We Must Think That It Is Better To Depend
Upon Ourselves Than Upon The Police For Protection, Because The Instant
That The Latter Are Arrayed On Our Side It Will Be Known All Over
Ballarat, And Then Our Business And Reputation Will Be Lost."
"Then You Are Really Serious?" Queried Murden, After A Moment's Thought.
"Quite So, For It Is Our Only Hope To Escape Persecution," Returned
Fred.
"Well, Perhaps You Are Right," The Officer Said, "And I Will Consent To
Follow Your Suggestions; But I Claim The Privilege Of Assisting You In
Your Watch."
"That We Are Quite Willing To Accord, And As It Is Past Twelve O'clock
We May As Well Begin It, For There Is No Knowing How Soon Our Enemies
May Steal Upon Us."
To Prevent The Dog From Giving An Alarm We Tied Him Up, And Then
Extinguished Our Lights, And Carefully Walked Around The Building,
Keeping Well In The Shade, So That If Any One Was Approaching We Could
Be Informed Of The Fact, And Be Prepared To Give A Warm Reception. The
Night Was Very Quiet And Warm, And The Only Sounds To Be Heard Were The
Humming Of The Thousands Of Insects That Filled The Air, Or An
Occasional Howling Of Some Dog, Tied Up During The Temporary Absence Of
Its Owner, Or The Loud Snoring Of Steel Spring, Who, Taking But Little
Interest In Matters That Did Not Concern His Stomach Or Himself, Went To
Sleep At An Early Hour In The Evening With His Head Resting On A Herring
Box, And His Long Legs On A Barrel, And Such Doleful Sounds Did He Emit
From His Nasal Organ, That Even The Horses Were Kept In A State Of
Perpetual Irritation, And Were Inclined To Refuse Their Provender.
Occasionally On The Heavy Night Air Would Come A Dull Sound, Like A
Splash Of Water, Which Showed That Some Industrious Miners Were Trying
To Keep Their Claim Clear, And For That Purpose Were Bailing Out Water
Day And Night.
Twice Did We Patrol Around Our Store, And Yet Saw Nothing Of Danger Or
Any Suspicious Circumstance. Hour After Hour Passed Away, And We Began
To Grow Dozy From The Effect Of A Hard Day's Work, And We Sat Down
Volume 2 Chapter 50 (Arrival Of Smith.--Attempt To Burn The Store) Pg 45Within The Building, And Thought That We Would Refresh Ourselves With A
Few Whiffs From Our Pipes; But While Filling Them, A Low Growl From
Rover Startled Us. In An Instant I Was By The Dog's Side, And Quieted
Him With A Word, And During All The Confusion That Ensued That Night,
The Hound Did Not Disgrace His Training.
The Sound That Had Started The Dog Appeared To Us To Proceed From A Tent
Some Distance Off; But We Were Not Certain In That Respect, And Listened
Attentively. For A Few Minutes All Was Quiet, And Then We Distinctly
Heard The Cracking Of A Stick, And Then All Was Still For The Space Of
Five Minutes.
We Cautiously Moved, So That We Could Observe Every Portion Of The
Building, And Yet We Saw Nothing That Deserved Notice, And We Began To
Think That Our Imaginations Were Running Riot, When A Repetition Of The
Cracking Sound Once More Occurred.
"Some One Is Under The Building," Whispered Fred.
Our Store Rested Upon Two Small Hillocks, Which Was An Advantage During
The Wet Season, For The Water Was All Carried Off Towards The River, And
The Constructor Of The Store Had Rightly Judged That It Would Flow Under
The Building, And Leave The Front Part Perfectly Dry. It Was, Therefore,
Very Easy For One Or More Persons To Crawl Along The Rough Gulf Which
The Water Coursed Over, And Stopping Under The Former, Kindle A Fire
That Would Give Us Great Difficulty To Extinguish In The Absence Of
Engines And Scarcity Of Water.
We All Listened Attentively, But No Sound Was Heard, And We Began To
Fear That The Flames Might Already Be Kindled, And That The Incendiaries
Had Made Their Escape. Smith And Murden Agreed To Creep Down One Side Of
The Building, While Fred And Myself Undertook To Guard The Other.
With This Understanding We Parted Company, And Cautiously Reached The
Gulf, So That We Could Look Under The Building, And There, Sure Enough,
We Saw That Ample Preparations Had Been Made For Smoking Us Out, For A
Pile Of Kindling Nearly A Foot High Was Raised, And Two Men, Who, When
They Spoke, Did So In Whispers, Were Busy Adding To It.
"There, There's Enough," Cried One, "To Set Fire To All The Shanties In
Ballarat. Light The Match, And Let's Be Off, Or The Dog Will Be Snuffing
Around, And Then We Shall Have The Fellers About Our Ears."
"Faith, There's Mighty Little Fear Of That, For Don't You Hear 'Um Snore
As Though They Hadn't Slept A Bit For A Month. Pile On The Stuff, And
Let's Have A Rousing Fire While We Are 'Bout It," Replied The Other; And
His Voice Sounded Familiar To Us, Although Who The Speaker Was We Had No
Idea.
"You Forget That Firewood Is Dear At Ballarat," And He Chuckled As He
Spoke, As Though Amused At The Thought.
"Thin We'll Have It Chaper Before Long," Returned The Other; And By His
Language We Knew That He Was An Irishman.
They Worked For A Few Seconds, And After A Match Was Lighted And Thrust
Into The Pile Of Kindlings, And Then The Incendiaries Crawled Towards Us
As Fast As Possible, For The Purpose Of Escaping, And Getting Clear Of
The Flames, Which Already Began To Shoot Up And Crackle, As They
Gathered Headway.
Volume 2 Chapter 51 ( Attempt To Burn The Store) Pg 46
As The Heads Of The Incendiaries Emerged From Beneath The Building, And
Even Before They Had Time To Gain A Footing, We Threw Ourselves Upon
Them, And Pinned Them To The Earth In Despite Of The Powerful Struggles
Which They Made To Escape; Failing In Which, Their Hands Sought For
Their Knives, But We Saw The Movement, And Succeeded In Defeating It.
"Yield In Peace," Cried Fred, "Or You Will Fare Worse," Addressing His
Antagonist, The Irishman, Who Replied With An Oath, And A Fierce Thrust
Of A Long Knife.
"Is That Your Gratitude?" Continued Fred, Who Easily Avoided The
Meditated Blow. "Then I Will Begin In Earnest."
He Drew His Revolver From His Pocket, And Struck His Opponent A Heavy
Blow On His Temple. The Irishman Uttered A Groan, And Remained
Motionless, And Then Fred Rushed Towards Me To See What Assistance I
Needed; But I Fortunately Required None, For The Man I Had Taken Charge
Of, After Being Frustrated In His Attempt To Use His Knife, Remained
Perfectly Quiet, And Appeared Disposed To Surrender On As Good Terms As
He Could Make.
"Never Mind Me," I Cried, As Fred Joined Me; "I Will Take Charge Of This
Fellow, And Blow His Brains Out If He Makes An Attempt To Escape.
Extinguish The Fire Before It Gains Headway, And Don't, Above All
Things, Raise An Alarm."
Fred Crawled Under The Building, And In A Few Seconds Had Scattered The
Firebrands So That All Danger Was Passed, And In The Latter Work Smith
And Murden Rendered Good Service; For The Lieutenant Quickly Had A
Couple Of Buckets Of Water On Hand, Which He Had Brought From Our "Sink
Hole," And In A Very Few Minutes All Traces Of The Fire Were Destroyed.
"Have You Got The Scamp?" Asked Murden, Crawling From
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