The record-union., 1892-04-30
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lessly round and round the tree, strug-
Cling to keep in the shade, fancying as
many a lost man has done before him,
that he was pushing on"
1t was the same old story. Anderson
had heard it told hundreds of times over
the camp-tire-one man will lie down
to die quietly and the other will 90 raw
ing mad. So Helm had gone mad, poor
chap: and then he Temembered his pas
siOnate prayer to him, not to let him go
mad, to shoot him If he saw he was go
ing mad, and he lay and looked up at the
hard blue sky through the leaves, and at
the watching crows, and knew that he
was only waiting for death; knew that he
was only too utterly weary to aid in any
way his mate. lie listened to him NUT
tering to himself for little, watched him
as he went mOnotonOuSly round and
round. 1t was not so hard after all-not
near SO hard for him as for Helm. If only
the boy were dead he thought, wearily, if
only the boy were dead he would be glad
that this should end it; his life was never
worth much, he had failed all through,
he would be glad to be at rest ifonIy the
boy were there before him; but the boy
the poor little helpless thing-he must
make another effort for the boys sake,
and he struggled to his feet again. But
the burning landscape was a blood-red
blur before his eyes. and then quitesud-
denly, it seemed to him, sight and hear
ing left him. He was dying-was this
death? How merciful death was-if only
the boy
Very wearily he opened his eyes. Could
it be that some one was pouring water
down his throat? Some one was bathing
his face.
He's coming to" said voice in his
ear. by Jove, it was narrow shave.
The other poor chaps done for, isn't he,
Ned?"
"Quite dead He went mad, evidently,
clean off his head. Why, the poor chap
had begun on his own grave"
When Anderson came to himself he
found he had been picked up by the
other exploring party.
1--WE picked up your tracks away by
the dead finish there, " said the leader,
''and 1 thought it must be pretty near
u Z with you. You've had the deyiPs
own luck, mate. Why, you were within
five miles OF Gerring Gerring Water, and
over by. the dead finish you passed
within three miles of a very decent wa
terhole, quite good enough TO have kept
life within you. You shot the horse?'
My mate did. He was mad, poor fell
low?"
Poor beggar, he seems to have had a
bad time; but it's all over now"
1t was indeed all over now They had
wrapped him in blanket and Were dig
gIng a shallow grave. He had begun it
himself, they said, and had been digging
with his long knife, though whether it 4
was for water, or whether it was really
intended for grave, no one could now
say. His sufferings were ended
They left him there in the desert, the
young fellow who had fought so hard for
his life and set so much store by it; and
as soon as Anderson was little recoy-
cred, set out for "Ye Yerlo' again.
1t was over a week before he reached
the station, so far had he wandered out OF
the track, and as he rode up to the housea
stable boy lounged up to him.
What a while you've been away,
boss" he said. WED most given Won
up for lost. The NAILS in and there's =
pile Of letters for Mr.. Helm None for
you though"
'Is everything all right?" asked An
derson, feeling like man who had come
back from the grave.
Moo, there's mighty bad news. [
don't like to tell though"
e "Out with it, man. Don't keep me
waiting"
The lad looked away and turned his
other.
Its your youngster," he said. "Be
had conyulsions last Sunday. Mrs
Brooks-she said as nothing couIdn,t
have saved him. 1t was a blessed re-
lease she said'
Anderson flung the reins to the lad and
walked quietly into the house. It was q
mistake he clearly saw, coming bacl~
from the grave. He wished he had died
within i've miles OF Gerring Gerring Wa
ter.-Mary Gaunt in the English ulus-
trated Magazine.
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