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CHAPTER I
In the intense stillness and clear-
ness of the Australian night there
was something weird and strangely
oppressive; and a young manwho
stood at the door of a shepherd's hut
which stood in a small clearing, look-
ed round and shuddered slightly, as
if the solitude might be peopled by
ghosts.
He was pale and thin, with that
red look about his eyes which fever
paints so skillfully; and as he leant
against the door he listened with an
eagerness and impatience which re-
vealed themselves in the twitch of his
thin, parched lips. At his feet a dog
lay curled up as if asleep, but his eyes
were open; for, like the man he was
listening, and when his master said:
"Arthur's late, Bob, isn't he?" the dog
wagged his tail as if he understood;
which itis even money he did.
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The young man went in presently
and stirred the fire under the rough
kettle, lit the tallow candle, though
the moon was shining brightly through
the window, then dropped, rather than
threw himself,lf beside the fire
and
the
sighed wearily. Notwithstanding
hat, he shivered now and again s if
with cold, and once he wiped the
chilly dampness from his forehead
with the sleeve of his coat. Half -an -
hour passed and he had fallen into a
fitful doze, when he heard the sound
of a horse; the dog heard it too, and
sprang up with a bark of welcmne.
The young fellow rose, stagger-
ing slightly, and made his way to the
door. As he did so, a horseman robe
into the clearing, dropped from the
saddle! spoke to the dog, that leapt
caressingly upon him, and said,
cheeringly:
"Back at last, old man. How goes
it?"
"Oh, so, so," replied the other. "'T
thought you were never corning —
that something had happened. Look
sharp and come in, Arthur."
Arthur Burton nodded, led his
horse, to a shed at the back of the hut,
rubbed the animal down swiftly but
with the touch of a man who loves
his horse, gave it a double feed, and
then went into the hut. Jack Gordon
was bending over the fire, but he rose
as his ehum entered, and held out his
hand with a smile on his fevered face
Arthur took the thin, hot hand, and
pressed`it; and as they stood, the con-
trast between them was marked and
painful; the one was so gaunt and thin
and wasted, the other so satisfactory
a specimen of English manhood. Ile
stood a good six feet; his chest was
broad, his limbs finely moulded, and
as hard as iron and as supple as steel;
there was not an ounce of fat upon
hinn; it was all sinew and muscle.
There was strength not only in his
form but in the fact, tanned by sun
and rain; in the dark eyes, shining
like agates in the firelight, and the
short curls of the chestnut hair that
grew in waves on the forehead which
the wide hat had left white.
"You're not so well to -night Jack"
he said, as he flung his hat in a cor-
ner and took off his coat "Why
don't you lie down and rest? You
promised me you would."
Jack laughed rather shamefully.
"I tried it, but it wouldn't wash,
For the first time in my life I got the
blues being alone, and was as full of
fancies as a woman. I imagined all
sorts of things had happened to you.
Last night I heard footsteps and
vofeos,in the gulch; or fancied I did;
which is all the same, for it kept me
awake. It's the fever, I suppose."
.Arthur Burton nodded.
Must have been for I saw nothing
of then. I heard at the store that a
gang had been seen in the neigihbor-
hooabut that was days ago and they
must fiaye passed on; anyway, it's not
likely they will happen on us; we're
too far off the track. Now, you just
letive that kettle alone and lie down.
I'll get the ten; I've been sitting in
the saddle so long that I'm hankering
for domestic duties. I got some quin-
ine at the store, and you'll have a
close before we go any farther.'
•He opened the 'little white packet
as powder were •e
if the r wder gold -dust -
and indeed, it was more precieus than
gold dust and himself tilted it on
to his churn's tongue.
Jack looked up at tire. strong, hand -
'some face with a wietfnl'gratttuee.
"Arthur, olcl man," he said, with
flint quaver in his valoe of wltielr
every man is ashamed, "ynuve been
a trurt, good chum to nuc. Ever dime
we met there, h at Wall Ford ixs
Wally
months ago, you've stood by toe,
ehottlder, like — ilk
),Holder 1.0 s o n
brother, You've stood this peevish
temper of mine and all my tantrums
nail never offered to, kick me-----'
Which 1 shall promptly, do now,
my good Jack, if .you don't shut up.
"You've shared your twat crust wain
me Ilk:, the coves in novels, and now
you ride a motter of a hundred nod
fifty miles to getme 'quinine arid
pretend you went because you were
dying to son a nowslrapee * you who
never cared for it when we came e -
arose one."
"Well, anyway, i'vd got One," said
Arthur, aAd he took a ,tiewepaper
from his jacket Imaging on a nail and
el -melted Wad the bed. •
you'll have to
But i dBfu't think yo l v
jtot up with ane long, , Arthur " said]
ack Gorden, In the calm and tttfiot
e
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tone of the man who hears the sof
footsteps of Death approaching him
"Laugh a4 me if you like, but I've a
notion I'm going to peter out before
long."
Arthur winced and turned his head
away that the sick man might not see
his face.
"Not you, oldman!" he said.
"You're worth ten dead men; and you
and I' will be making for Melbourne
presently for that spree which we've
been looking forward to so long.
What you really want is a darn good
shaking; and I'd give it to you if I
weren't too tired. Here's your tea,
and here's some soft tommy I got at
the stores; though it's a fulsome com
pliment to call it soft, for It's as hard
as a fossil; but you can soak it in
your tea; and it will be a change
anyway.
"Arthur, you ought to have been a
woman,"saidJack, ashe took the
0
cake. "You're as trong as a lion,
and as hard es nails, but you've got
a heart as soft as putty; and it will
land you in trouble some day, if it
hasn't done so already."
Burton's face reddened under its
tan, and he laughed short,curt
d
a
g
laugh.
"Yes, some woman will get hold of
that heart of yours, Arthur, and
wring it—wring it hard and tight, if
you don't watch it. It's alwafs chaps
like you who fall victims to what
they call the "gentle sex." But I
have no reason to complain; that
heart has stood the in good stead,
How does it go? "The friend that
sticketh closer than a brother; that's
the sort you are, old man; and it was
a lucky wind that drifted me across
your path."
"That'll do," said Arthur; "you
talk like a fellow in a novelette.
I've done precious little for you, not
half what you would have done for
me; and so there's an end of it. Dry
up and go to sleep."
He drew a blanket over the shiver-
ing form, giving it a friendly punch,
by way of caress; then threw himself
beside the fire again and lit his pipe;
but suddenly remembering that the
smoke sometimes made Jack cough,
stealthily extinguished the tabacco
with his finger and slipped the pipe
into his pocket. For a time he lay
with his head upon his hand, gazing
sleepily at the fire and listened to the
laboured breathing of his churn.
Than the fire got low, the air grew
chilly, and Burton, feeling cold after
his rule, rose noiselessly and put on
itis coat.
As he thrust his hand in his pocket
he felt the sharp edge of a letter, and
with an upward jerk of Ow head, as
if he had forgotten the thing, Ila
tonic the letter out and looked at it.
The envelope was unbroken and was
addressed to "Mr. Arthur (lurdoe,
Wally Ford."
"The first letter I've had for nearly
two years," he muttered. "Wonder
who it can be from? Somebody found
out my alias -seine dun, I expert;
looks like a business letter. What
else should it he? No one belonging
to me knows where I am or the name
1 go by. Half a mind to pitch it in
the fire, for it's sure to be "a worry.
Better open, it perhaps."
With a shrug of the shoulders, with
an absolute indifference and absence
of curiosity, he opened the onpelope
and drew out the letter. 1t was
written on the fine bank -note paper
used by first-class lawyers and busi-
ness amen; it bore a neatly engraved
heading— "Floss & Floss, Solicitors"
=and it ran thus;
"Dear Sir,—With great difficulty
we have succeeded in tracing you as
far as Wally Ford, to which place we
address this letter with your assumed
name. We have to inform you of the
death of your uncle, Sir Richard Van -
court, which occurred on November
the ninth last. You have succeeded
to the baronetcy in natural course.
By a will, executed on his death -bed,
your uncle bequeathed you the estates
and his whole fortune. In the event
of your death, everything goes to a
distant relation of Sir Richard's—a
young lady named Esther Vancourt.
'We beg most earnestly that you Lvfll,
immediately on receipt of this letter
return to England, and we anxiously
await a telegram from you, as all at-
tempts to trace you from Wally Ford
have failed. Your affairs most ur-
gently need your presence herr,—
We have the honour to be, dear sir,
your obedient servants,
"FLOSS & FLOSS,"
Burton stared d att lr (dater with
t
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out moving a muscle; his head felt
hot, hie face grew red nncl white by
turns, It was hated to believe, even
with tile crisp paper between his lin-
goes, the legible writing before his
eyes. His uncle was deact; he was
Sir John Vancourt, a baronet of the
United Kingdom, the owner of the
vast fortune which his uncle had built
up, hundred byhundred, thousand by
thousand.
Ila could scarcely remember the
old man—who had hated him es a
boy, had never given a thought to
either the title or the money, And
now they were both hist
Ile WAS no longer a wanderer on
the face of the earth, literally earn-
ing
a •n-ing his bread by, the sweat of his
brow, carrying his life in Incihand,
cud heedless whether he dropped it
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by the way or not, but a than of
rank, with a ,place and position wait-
ing for hint in dear old England, that
little island which you only begin to
love when you are exiled from it.
He was the owner of Vancourt Towers
—he had only the dimmest recollect-
ion of it; of a rambling, Norman -
looking place, with a couple of half -
ruined towers and a dry moat In
which the grass was always green.
and where the sunlight rarely play-
ed. He knew that the house was a
fine one, that two generations of
Vancourts had spent many thousands
upon it, but the chief point of his re-
membrance were the old towers and
the moat, the peacocks on the terrace
and the swans on the lake in the park.
And it was all his! Hard to realize,
as he lay there in the Australian wilds
in the rough hut, with the barest nec-
essaries of life, with a few shillings irr
his pocket, and his wardrobe consist-
ing of the riding -suit he wore. Ile
scarcely knew whether to be glad or
sorry; it had come so suddenly. And
yet he ought to be glad, very glad,
for he bad had a devil of a hard time
of it. Cattle running, sheep -washing,
gold -digging! read very prettily and
poetically in novels, but they are
lard
cruelly hard work, as
many
a
Young Englishman knows to his cost;
and rthur Burton had faced perils
and privations that would have bowl-
ed him over long ago but for his great
strength and the Vancourt constitu-
tion that had enabled his race to go
the pace in all kinds of ways with im-
punrty.
Yesbered , he would go et once and take
up his title and inheritance. Then he ,
his sick chum lying on
the bed. No; he couldn't go at once.
He wouldn't leave Tack if the throne
of England were waiting for hen;
he would wait until Itis churn was
Netter, and strong enough to travel,
and he would take Jae! to Vancourt
Towers, and they would have the
highest of high times together, just as
they had had the roughest of the
rough. He wouldn't desert his friend;
Jack wasn't going to die; teat was all
nonsense; men always got down on
their luck when the fever was in them.
He wouldn't say anything about the
change in his fortunes until Jock was
better; and then they'd he off to dear
old England. side by side, comrades
still.
The sick man moved and moaned
uneasily, and Arthur rose and went
to him.
"Had a good snooze, old man?"
"Yes," said Jack. "First rate, if
it hadn't been for the dreams. I
thought I was a boy again. playing
with my sinter, T never told you a-
bout her, Arthur—I've never told you
anything about myself. It isn't a
pleasant story." His white face flush-
ed and his eyes fell. "Somehow, to-
night I feel I should like to. I
mightn't have another chance.."
"Don't worry about it unless you
like;" said Arthur. "We all have our
little stories. Why the devil should
we be here in this God -forsaken place
if we hadn't?"
"My father was a parson," sate
Tarkc, in a low voice, and turning his
head away on the rough pillow. "He
flied and left my sister—she is young-
er than I am—to my care. There
wasn't much money, but I — I spent
it. I got up to London—. You can
guess the rest. When the smash
came I bolted, and left her in charge
of a maiden aunt, a good sort of
woman, who, thank God, will have
taken good care of her. They think
me dead, for I was reported ]gilled in
the Branch Valley affair; and I slid
not contradict the report, for it seem-
ed to me better just then than I
should be dead than alive. I dis-
graced then, and myself, and betrayed
the trust my father had left pie. Nice
kind of brother! Poor little girl! I
hope she is happy! I'm sure she has
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forgiven me. Arthur, if anything
should happen to me, when you go
back to the old country I want you to
look my sister up and tell her. what
chums we were, and what a friend
you've been to one. I want you to
give an eye to her and see that she's
all right. Observe my colossal sel-
fishness • I'm not satisfied with all
you've done for me, but I must worry
you about my sister! But I know
you'll do it, old man. You're the
strong kind of chap that weak men
like myself always prey upon. You'll
do it, Arthur?"
"01 course I will," said Arthur.
Gordon's eyes closed as if the talk
had tired him, and he slept for a few
minutes; then woke with a shudder
and complained of the cold. Arthur
took off his coat and insisted upon
putting it on his sick chum—Jack's
was a much thinner one and in rags
—and Jack got up and lay beside the
fire, which Arthur stirred into a
blaze. He made a cushion of the '
other coat, but Jack was restless and!
could not lie still. l
"Do you think I only fancied that
I heard voices in the valley, Arthur?" t
he asked. "if I hadn't had the fever
on me I could have sworn there were
men down there."
"Only your fancy, I think, old ,
man; at any rate they wouldn't be
rangers, for the police are in the
neighborhood and the scoundrels
would have cleared out."
Jack nodded.
"Where's that paper you bought?" 1
he asked, presently.
Arthur took it from the bed, and,
unfolding it, handed it, and while ;
Arthur was reading it made some
more tem. Suddenly an exclamation i
from Jack caused him to look round.'
Jack had sprung to his feet and
was staring at the paper, which he
was clutching With shaking hands.
His face was crimson, his lips tremb- III
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seized with the delirium of the f:' Er,
went to hint quickly and put an arm I
around him.
"What's the matter; feeling bad?"
"Bad? I must be going mad. Feel
my pulse, Arthur!" He thrust one
hand out. "Is it fever; ani I oft my
head? Tell me—tell inn quick, for
God's sake 1" - 1
"You're all right," said Arthur,
soothingly. keep your hair on, old
chap. What ails you?"
Jack struck the paper with his
shaking finger.
"Here's something about my sister,
Arthur; the girl I've just been telling
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you about! It's likedream,
aarmr-
acle! Here's her name, plain enough;
and a story about her that's too won-
derful to be true! It says—here 1
you read it yourself, for I can't see
the words, there's a mist before my
eyes. Read it out loud, and, tar
God's sake, be quick or I shall go
mad! There it ie; there there!"
He thrust the paper into Arthur's
hands and pointed to the paragraph,
and Arthur read it aloud:
" 'Berkshire has sustained a severe
loss in the death of Sir Richard Van -
court of Vancourt Towers. He was
preminent as a landlord and a magis-
trate, and will be remembered by
the poor as their benefactor and
friend. The baronetcy descends to
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Immense fortune; but, as is well
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supposed to have died there. If this
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Esther Vancourt. Diligent inquiries
after Sir John, the present baronet,
having provedfutile, Miss Esther Van -
court is, so to speak, in possession of
the property, While deploring the
death of the young baronet -if dead
he be—we offer our respectful con-
gratulations to the young lady who
is presumptive mistress of Vancourt
Towers.' "
Arthur neither stared or uttered a
word, but just looked straight before
him with eyes that saw the printed
lines reproduced on the opposite wall.
This chum of his, then, was a sort of
cousin, the little sister Jack had con-
signed to Arthur's care was the girl
who would have inherited Sir Rich-
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been alive! For a moment he wished
that be were dead. A cry from Jack
roused him from his stupor. The sick
man was sitting on the bed, clutching
at the edge of it as if for support. An
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expression' of amazement, of joy, was
on his face; he was trembling violent-
ly. "It's true, Arth}ir; you read it
yourself, and your sane enough! God
bless her! Rich! Oh, Arthur old
man, if you knew how hard and bit-
ter a time she must have had. She
must have had to work for her living,
must have had to suffer and put up
with all sorts of slights and hardships.
You know what a girl has to endure
in England when she is poor and
friendless. The thought of it has kept
me awake many and many a night
and made life a hell for me. And
now sire's rich! You think it's true,
don't you; the fellow isn't lying?"
he broke oft, eagerly.
. (To be Continued)
Alice Discovers New Wonderland at Wembley
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"Tho animals went into the Ark In case it should rain." "Long John Sliver wasalsothere."
"i lutow what we'll do," said Alice, "let's go to Werth-
.' ley," "What do you want to go to Wembley for?"
asked the Walrus, who was always asking foolish ques-
tions anyway.
"I 'want to see the saiitng ships and sealing -wax and
cabbages and kings," "replied Alice.
"Ha, ha," laughed the Walrus, ''you won't see any
sealing -wax there, it's all at Madams Tussauds and I
have my doubts about the cabbages, too,"
"Well, I shall see Iota of sailing ships and kings,"
said Alice starting to cry, for site was very fond of
Cabbages, "and, anyway, 1f you go to the Exhibition
alone you won't be able to get in to Treasure Island as
they don't admit adults unless they are escorted by
children,"
"Oh, all riglit," said the Walrus, who, being 182
Years old, no font or regarded himself as a child end
had secretly wonted to go to Treasure Island all the
time.
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Soaway they went.
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When they arrived at Treasure Island they found
tealtrain--not a very big one, it is true, but, neverthe-
less, the realest train to the world—puffing like a
grampus, at a little station labelled Penf1, as if anxious
to get on its way arc' and \foederland,
"Look," said Allan, "theie'e Peter Pan."
"That ain't Peter Pan,' said the Walrus, whose edu-
cation had been sadly neglected, "that's a Canadian
Pacific engine."
"I don't care," answered. Alice, steeling to cry again,
for, like all modern children, she hated to he contra,
dieted by her elders, 'It's called Peter Pan because it
goes everywhere and never gets old or tiresome." This
sly reference to his age effectively subdued the Walrus,
who nokv rolapaod into silence, and didn't sad' another
word until they were Boated in the little train and slbW-
ly pulling out of Banff.
It would take too long to doaerlbe all the things thoy
salt+ oe$cn the wonderful poopls they mot, hut they
had btieh ah inlereeting time that Alice boort forgot all
airoet her cabbages and sealing -wax.
There was Long John Silver, with his one eye and
wooden leg and piratical disposition; and there were
Mother Goose, Sir l5rancis Drake, Robinson Crueoe and
Man Friday, Humpty Dumpty, Little to Peep, Jack and
Gill and all the other fairyland people Alice had road
about but never met before. And they, saw the ani-
mals going into the Ark which Noah had provided for
them in case a rainy day should cone along and wasli.
off their
ff all paint. •
, �things,
OP course, they lots of other too tho
Rocky Mountains, for instance, and the Golden Bind.
"While we're about it," said A11Ce, when they had
seen all. there was to see at Treasrire Inland, "we
might as well. go in and sae the "Canadian Pacifier
Pavilion, !everybody goes there. you knoeVe So in
they went, and saw alt the good things to eat and wear
and work with that they have in Canada. They were
shown around the build -leg by a big pian in blue who
had "C,P.R." on his epaulettes, and explained to thorn
that thr initials meant Canadian actf10 lTailwr
Y, and
d v u n this builditt and nada 'l'r•easetr'
that they lax put 1 g
Island. in order to let the boys and girls in lInglend
tenon' what a fine countryCanada is,' But it presently
bega.it to get dark and Alice bad to take the Welree
home and give him a bath before ha went to bend,
"Well, that's that," remarked the Walrus, when they;
got outside,
"Of course, it is,"replied replied Alteo' ',u+hatoleo would it,
to ?" "X mean it's all over now," grumbled the Wale
pus who had been annoyed because Aiiee had refused •
to allow Niro to go into the Ark with thin other anhnale
"and you didn't tee any sealing -wax or cabbages, and.
not many, kings either,"
'That's quite true," replied A1leo patiently, "but rye
and I've had a jolly
totted out a tat about Canada.
gootA unto, so yott may grouse .6 much as you like-'+
Vni quits satisfied,"
And so they went hese, and the funny part of it le
Alice did not walto u-fo
j -r she had not been dretutnln4
at atle •
re