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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"Why, I Hope That Your Honor Won't Be Offended, But I Have Got Orders To
Report All Who Go Into The Store, And Examine All Who Leave It."
"The Commissioner Is Carrying Matters With A High Hand," I Replied, "But
We Can Afford To Submit To Some Inconvenience, And Still Disregard His
Petty Malice. Do Your Duty, And Don't Be Fearful Of Offending Us."
"I'll Do What I Am Compelled To, And No More," Was The Response; "If The
Commissioner Thinks I'm Going To Act The Spy On Your Movements He's
Damnably Mistaken, I Can Tell Him."
The Officer Passed Along On His Beat, And I Rejoined My Friends And
Communicated Steel Spring's Information. Every One Expressed Surprise,
And Protested Against Such High-Handed Proceedings. But We Were
Powerless To Resist, For The Commissioner Was Supreme In His Authority,
And There Was No Appeal, Except Through The Government At Melbourne.
We Resolved, However, To Defeat His Machinations, And I Lost No Time In
Visiting The Agent Of The Stage Company, Stating That We Wished To
Dispose Of Our Horses, And Had The Satisfaction Of Receiving The Money
For Them That Evening.
The Agent Desired That The Horses Should Remain In Our Possession Until
Morning, But He Agreed To Assume All The Responsibility, And Even Smiled
When I Ventured To Hint That Perhaps The Commissioner Would Visit Us At
An Early Hour.
"Give Me A Bill Of Sale, Signed By Your Firm," The Agent Said, "And I
Will Risk All Attempts At Confiscation."
I Did As He Requested, And Got Two Or Three Respectable Men To Witness
My Signature, And The Delivery Of The Money, And Then I Went Back To The
Store And Chuckled At The Thought Of The Disappointed Commissioner Next
Morning.
We Did Not Retire Very Early, But Sat Up With Closed Doors And Darkened
Volume 2 Chapter 80 ( Steel Spring In The Field.--Attempt Of The Commissioner To Confiscate Our Horses) Pg 244Windows, And Read Our Papers And Talked Until Long Past Midnight. Our
Business Affairs Were Prosperous--We Were Free From Debts Of Any
Kind--We Had Ready Money Enough On Hand To Take Advantage Of The
Markets, And Buy Low And Sell Dear--And To Crown All, We Had Many
Thousand Dollars Lying Idle In The Melbourne Bank, Which We Could Resort
To In Case Of Necessity. Our Position Was Good, But A Few Losses By Bad
Management Would Have Made Us As Pecuniarily Poor As When We Reached The
Country, Therefore The Little Trouble Which We Had With The Commissioner
Gave Us Considerable Annoyance, For In Various Ways He Could Injure Us.
We Went To Bed That Night With Considerable Anxiety On Our Minds, But
With A Firm Determination That If We Were Imposed Upon We Would Resist,
And Even Carry Our Grievances Before The Governor, If We Could Obtain
Redress In No Other Way. We Were Anxious For Daylight, Yet Dreaded The
Disagreeable Results Which It Would Bring Forth.
No Sooner Had The Sun Shown Its Hot Face Than We Heard A Commotion In
Front Of The Store, But We Remained Seated At Our Table Leisurely Eating
Breakfast, And Pretending That We Cared But Little For The Excitement In
The Street. Presently A Police Officer Put His Head In At The Door And
Shouted Out,--
"I Say, You!"
"Well, What Say You?" Asked Fred, Without Moving.
"The Commissioner Wants To Speak To You Instantly."
"Well, Tell Him To Come In," I Responded.
"He Can't; He's 'Ossback."
"And We Are At Breakfast," Fred Cried.
"He's In A Hurry."
"So Are We."
"Will You Come?"
"Certainly; After We Have Finished Eating Our Breakfast."
The Fellow Uttered An Oath, And Withdrew His Head To Report To His
Superior Officer. In A Few Minutes Afterwards We Heard The Heavy Steps
Of Men Approaching Us, And Looking Up We Saw The Dark Face Of The
Commissioner, And The Bull-Dog Countenance Of Colonel Kellum, Who Had
Command Of The Military In Ballarat.
"Good Morning, Gentlemen," Fred Said, Rising, And Placing Chairs For Our
Visitors.
A Brief Nod Was The Only Sign Of Recognition That Was Returned, But The
Chairs Were Not Accepted.
Volume 2 Chapter 80 ( Steel Spring In The Field.--Attempt Of The Commissioner To Confiscate Our Horses) Pg 245
"To What Are We Indebted For This Early Visit?" Fred Asked.
"We Have Come, Sir, For--"
The Commissioner Had Proceeded Thus Far, When He Seemed Confused, And
Stopped. He May Have Felt That He Was About To Commit An Unjustifiable
Outrage, And Wished The Colonel To Share Half Of The Responsibility.
"The Fact Is, Sir," The Military Man Exclaimed, Most Pompously, "We Want
Your Horses In The Name Of The Government."
"Our Horses, Did You Say?" Fred Asked, With A Sweet Smile.
"That's What I Said, Sir," The Colonel Replied, Swelling With Bad Blood
And Dignity.
"I Think, That You Are Mistaken, Sir, As We Are Not The Owners Of Any
Such Kind Of Animals," Fred Answered.
"Why, What Do You Call Them, Sir?" The Colonel Cried, Triumphantly,
Pointing To The Unconscious Brutes, Who Were Eating Their Provender In
The Stable Which We Had Built Just Adjoining The Store.
"Those Are Horses, Certainly, Sir, But They Don't Belong To Us."
His Face Was A Picture When He Replied, It Was So Gentle, And Appeared
So Bland And Courteous, As Though He Would Not Offend For The World.
Volume 2 Chapter 81 (Same Continued.--Death Of Ross) Pg 246
"Young Man," Cried The Colonel, His Face Swelling As Though The Hot
Blood Would Burst Through Its Thin Covering, "Do You Mean To Tell Me
That Those Animals Do Not Belong To You Or Your Partner?"
"In The First Place," Answered Fred, With Quiet Dignity, "My Name Is
Frederick ----, And I Desire To Be Addressed As Such In Our
Communications, And Not By The Ambiguous Title Of 'Young Man.' In The
Next Place, As I Told You Before, We Are Not The Owners Of Those
Animals."
"It's A Trick To Cheat Us," Muttered The Commissioner.
Volume 2 Chapter 81 (Same Continued.--Death Of Ross) Pg 247
"Did You Address A Remark To Me?" Fred Asked, Turning To The Police
Officer.
The Commissioner Declined To Reply, But He Seemed To Feel What He Had
Uttered.
"The Animals Are Wanted, And We Shall Take Them, Sir, For The Use Of
The Government; For The Use Of The Government, Sir, I Suppose That You
Understand," The Colonel Cried.
"That Is Something That We Have No Control Over, And Are Not Interested
In. I Have No Doubt That The Owner Or Owners Of The Animals Know How To
Protect Their Own Property, And Will Do So."
The Commissioner Made A Signal To His Men, And Three Or Four Of Them
Started For The Stable To Remove The Animals. Just At That Moment The
Agent Of The Stage Company Entered The Store, And His Presence Was Never
More Desirable.
"Hullo," He Cried, "What The Devil Are You Doing With My Horses, Fred?"
"We Are Doing Nothing With Them, But These Gentlemen Seemed To Think
That Government Was In Want Of Them, And Therefore Are About To
Confiscate Them. I Am Glad That You Have Arrived In Time To Make Terms
Of Sale."
"Terms Of The Devil!" The Agent Shouted; "Here, You, Sirs, Take Those
Animals Back To The Stable, Or I'll Break You Finer Than A Piece Of
Quartz After It Has Passed Through A Mill!"
The Men Stood Irresolute, And Looked Towards Their Chief.
"We Want The Animals," The Colonel Said.
"And Will Have Them," The Commissioner Exclaimed.
"Gentlemen," Said The Agent Of The Stage Company, "These Animals Belong
To Me; I Have Paid For Them, And Have A Bill Of Sale, And The Man Who
Dares To Detain Them Does So At His Peril."
"Let Us See The Document," The Military Man Said, After A Whispered
Consultation With The Commissioner.
The Agent Handed The Paper To The Colonel, And He Studied Over It
Carefully.
"Why, This Document Was Signed Last Night," He Exclaimed, With A Sour
Look At Fred.
"What's That Got To Do With The Question?" The Agent Asked, Abruptly.
"Because I Believe That It's A D----N Trick To Cheat The Government!"
Shouted The Colonel, Boiling Over With Rage.
Volume 2 Chapter 81 (Same Continued.--Death Of Ross) Pg 248
"Do You Dare Address Such Words To Me, Sir?" Cried Fred.
"Or To Me, Either?" Demanded The Agent.
"Your Uniform Shall Be No Protection, Unless You Unsay What You Have
Uttered," Fred Continued, Advancing In A Menacing Manner Towards The
Colonel.
"Don't Be Rash," I Whispered, Laying A Hand On Fred's Shoulder;
"Remember That He Is High In Rank, And Won't Meet You."
"But I Will Post Him In Every Town In Australia, Unless He Apologizes Or
Fights."
"When The Government Solicited Our Company To Establish A Daily Line Of
Stages Between Ballarat And Melbourne, We Were Promised All The
Assistance That Officials Could Afford, And No Interference Was To Be
Allowed; I See That The Commissioner, And You, Colonel Kellum, Are
Desirous Of Driving Us From The Town, And Compelling Us To Abandon Our
Enterprise. I Shall Take Immediate Steps
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