The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-10-10

Swinburne, and could never take the
same sacred place in bis heart, but was
one for which lie soon felt brosherly
affection. The two yousg men hunted
together in the woods and noun
talns, where the kangaroo and emu still
remained plen:ifally, and where the
nightly howlings Of the Wild dogs told
them that they never could want beasts
for the chase. ~~
So greatly were. both George and
Ellen Mowbrsy delighted With the
country, and With the society Of their
affectionste relatives, that they deter
mined to settle there at least for some
years. This resolve Was received by their
friends with exultation. With such a
society they could never be lonely; and
the noble features Of that mountainous
district, with its resources for the chase
and tue scenery Of its great herds Of
cattle which ranged the hills and billy
glades, its free, uocircumscribed rides,
and an ample supply Of books and mu.
sic from England, gave grand charm
to their existence.
The following spring, George and
Ellen, and Captain Maitland and Miss
Tracy we're married 90 the tame day,
by neighboriug clergyman. The
Captain took his wife to his sta
ton, and George and Ellen remained
with the kind aud fatherly Mr. Tracy.
Since then, Georges father a.d mother
have gone over, aod settled near them.
Andrew, tho other 500, sticks to the
old dwelling of Windy Haugh. The
house of tho Movbrays' is let.
Old Mr.. Widdriogton foas endless
subjects Of wonder 10 everything around
him: the immense estates over which
the aocks aud herds wander; the very
little land put under cultivation the
strange, jumping creatures, the kauga-
roos, and the long-legged runners, the
emus, vastly amaze him j.; ani not less,
that the hares jump like the kangaroo,
aud the rabbits have got up into the
trees. The natives, too, excite his
wrath aud contempt: poor, reckless
things, rambling about worse than gip-
sizes, aud downright arraut beggars,
where there is such . scarcity Of labor.
He believes they have grown black by
never washing themselves, aud rubbing
grease over them to keep of the flies,
which, he thinks catches the SCOT of
their fires, that they sit over for days
together.
I Ia enc of Georges journeys
down to Melbourne be came across
Tom Boyd, tending his flock on . very
solitary station, and, a. he had read all
his books, aad was just thinking of 60.
ing home, he has persuaded him to ex.
change sheep for cattle, and Tom has
done so, and gone up to Mount Tracy,
lured by the promise of more cooks, aud
the opportunity of taking with old Mr..
and Mrs Widdrington, real Coques
Dale people, and vhc knew all about
Simcnside Moor, Otterburne, and the
Border.
We thiok it would be difficult to 6nd
more cougeuial knot of people than
is now settled about Mount
Tracy. Sometimes, indeed, the Wild
dringtons and Tom Boyd talk them
selves into such fits of enthusiasm,
, about Boder raids, the Douglas, the
Percy, and all tie tales of moss-troop-
ers that lay about Liddesdale and Lyme
dale, with wraiths and haunted castles,
that they think there is No place like
Northumberland, and that some day
they will 60 there again but in our
opinion it will not be tomorrow, nor
the next day, no, nor the day after.
CTHE END)