The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1886-04-30
called from within:

called from within:
Come, come. Flo; the night air is
yet chill We must have no cold
catching Besides. Mr. Bathurst, we
are early people in the bush"
Philip and Florence at once entered.
The windows were closed. and the blinds
drawn ..
Directly it was So the figure of a man
stole from the bushes. moved swiftly
and cautiously to the gate, and disap-
peared among the shadows Of the trees.
Half an hour later, Philip Bathurst,
entering his bedroom, found Mark
waiting him.
You here. Mark? 1 say. old fellow.
we have fallen into comfortable quar-
ters. eh?' exclaimed the Young fellow.
There's not a man on earth happier
than am tonight
nel?''
And got his consent. Mark. have
but to win a fortune. to win a bride. -
Win fortune, Mr.. Phil, and over
| come an enemy.
''An enemy Why, man, can have
none here
( a bitter one, if mistake not. Mr..
I Phil. Do You remember. when we came
/ upon Miss Granger. she had a cOmpan-
/ ion2'
..Yes, a friend Of the coloneTs."
And lover of the niece's. If
.
| brook your coming between them.
Nonsense, Marx. What absurdity.'
/ You ought to have seen the look he
! gave you, AiT. Phil.
/ Possibly. Mark. L can imagine the
/ look / should give IN his case. But
J looks, old fellow, never killed yet. Why,
/ how grave you are. Surely" with a
! merry laugh. you don't think my un-
fortunate rival win order one out to
/ round of fisuCuffs, or challenge me to
. a duelY Just because we have left
: England behind us. Mark, we have not
/ civilization. OHT camping out, l reck-
on, has made You nervous There, old
fellow, get to bed. I think we both
shall sleep soundlv tonight
Mark Hilton took his leave ashamed
, to state his fears further, but his Opin-
ion was by no means altered
Mr.. Phil didn't see his look - he re
peated mentally as he turned into bed.
Almost about the same hour Herbert
Archer paced the sitting room Of his
station with sCOWl as black rs night
upon his face. Frequent mutterings
escaped his lips. Once he exclaimed.
almost fercely: Let him have care
let him have a care. ~
suddenly there was the quick beat of
horses hoafs on the road. lie sprang
To the window and threw il open. As
ped and two minutes after there ad-
vanced towards Herbert Archer 4 man
III the dress OF a farm laborer. He was
of middle height, with a heavy. dOgged
jaw, and oveThanging brows.
AT last, Mat exclaimed Archer,
impatiently, Come in"
The man doing so. the other closed
the window and advanced.
WelE Who is he?' he inquired
eagerly.
a Mr. Philip Bathurst, come to
Australia with his fOster-brOther to try
the geld-fields2 50
Yes, yes. What more? Tell me all,
man"
.'IIe seems to be a gentleman. and
has rich cOnneCCiOnS-an uncle his fOs-
ter-brCther said. He saved Miss Grain.
gers life when she was in England
and It was by chance they met to-day.
Chance! An agreeable chance. .
said Herbert Archer through his teeth
They called each other by their Chris
tian names"
so they did tonight. when 1 saw
them on the yeEandah. billing and cOG-
ing. all the world Ike lovers
''LOvers-lOvers! That S what il is
that what it is" calculated Herbert
Archer, pacing the room eXcitedly
but trust me. Mat, never man and
wife. The fellow, then, is staying
there?n
I eS.
And the cOlOneI?"
Treats him as an old friend. and
3 Mr.. Archer. that Is all l know.
But not all that You must know
Mat. What did the colonel say to my
meSsage2'
g. when l told him that had tramped
from sydney in search of employment
and yOu having no need of me had sem
me ON 10 him. as he had some new cat
stle. he said he would do what he could
for me-that at any rate l might stoI
for a week or so. .......
r Good. But how did you manage K
F. return heTe2'
i said hsd 70 return to tel you''
Right. Well, watch this man. lister
to his every word, mark what he does
and tomorrow night at eight o'clocI
I meet me in Blackman's s Gully. and II
give YOU further orders il necessary
You know the reward; l VIII be liberal
Now you may 20.
+ When alone Herbert Archer pacel
the room awhile in thought. Then a
he ascended to his chamber he NUT
tered:
NO; one life-nOT twO-sball not bah
me. Florence Granger, from maxim.
YOU mine. I said I loved YOU bette
than life and that life III sacrific,
rather than see you another 5.
........ ITO b Gontlauod'