The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-01-31

You remember | told you that the
world had but one place for me- and
that was by your side; that where you
arc. Barbara"
Hush. oh. hushP she interrupted gen.
thy. Yes, 1 remember everything"
There is no power can alter what is
come of heaven" he said. smiling family
She looked with limpid eyes upon him
as he bowed over her hand, and she
spoke with sweet calm, God be with
you. Louisr'
Strange as 1t may seem, Field Osgood
did not tell his sisters and his family
Of this romance which he had brought
to the vivid close of first act He felt
the more so because Louis Bachelor
had said no word about II. but had only
pressed his hand again and again-that
he was somehow put upon his honor.
and he thought it a fine thing 10 stand
on a platform of unspoken compact with
this gentleman of social school unfa-
miliar TO him; from which it may be
seen that cattle breeding and bullock
driving need not make man a boor.
What his sisters guessed when they
found that Barbara Golding and the Wis
itOr were old friends is another matter;
but they could not pierce their brothers
reserve on the point.
No one at Wandenong saw the part
ing between the two when Louis Bach
elor. his task with the telescope ended.
left again for the coast: but indeed II
might have been seen by all men. so
outwardly formal was it. even their
brief conversations had been since they
met again. But is H. not known by
those who look closely upon the world
that there IS nothing so tragic as the
formal?
Field Osgood accompanied his friend
TO the sea. but the name of Barbara
Golding was not mentioned, nor was
any reference made TO her until the mo-
nf rr4Ffiner fThnp no pldo1. ~
said: Sir. your consideration and deli
CaCy Of feeling have moved me, and
touched her. We have not been blind
to your singular kindness of heart and
courtesy. and-God bless you, my
friendr'
on his way back to Wandenong Os-
good heard exciting news Of Roadmas-
ter. The word had been passed among
the squatters, who had united to avenge
Finchley's death, that the bushranger
was to he shot on sight. that he should
not be left to the uncertainty Of the law.
The latest exploit Of the daring free
booter had been to stop on the plains
two members of a royal commission of
inquiry. lie had relieved them Of such
money as was in their pockets and then
had caused them to write sumptuous
checks on their banks. payable to bear
Pr These he had Cashed i'm the very
teeth of the law. and actually paused
in the street to read a description OF
nlIlSRll posted on 4 teleRfdpn pole. IN
accurate. quite inaccurate" he said to
"A bystander as he drew his riding whip
slowly along il, and then mounting his
horse rode leisurely away into the
plains. Had he been followed ii would
have been seen that he directed his
course to that point in the horizon
where WardeuOng lay. and held to II.
1t would not. perhaps. have been
pleasant to Agnes Osgood had she known
that, as she hummed a song under a she
oak, mile away from the homestead,
a man was watching her from a clump
of scrub near by; man who, however
gentlemanly his bearing. had a face
where the devil of despair had set his
foot, and who carried in his pocket more
than one weapon Of inhOspitable sugges-
ton. But the man intended no harm to
her for while she sang something
seemed to have smoOthed away the evil
Of his countenance. and TO have dispelled
a threatening alertneSS that marked the
whole personality.
Three hours later this same man
crouched by the drawing-room window
of the Wandenong homestead and looked
in, listening to the same voice and sigh
ing once or twice as he listened until
Barbara Golding entered the room and
took a seat near the piano with her face
turned full toward him. Then he forgot
the music and looked long at the face,
and a last rose, and stole silently away
to where his horse was tied in the scrub.
He mounted, and turning toward the
house, muttered: "a little more of this,
and gOOd-by TO my nerves, But it's
pleasant to have the taste of il in my
mouth for minute How would 1t look
in Roadmaster's biography, that a girl
just out of school brought the rain to
his eyes!' He laughed a little bitterly,
and then went on: Poor Barbara. She
mustn't know while I'm alive. Stretch
out my nag; we've long road to
travel tonight"
Yes, this was Edward Golding. the
brother who Barbara thought was still
in prison at Sydney under another
name, serving a term of fifteen years
for manslaughter. If she had read the
papers carefully she would have known
that he had been released two years
before his time was up Ii was eight
years since she had seen him. Twice
since then she had gone TO visit him.
but he would not see her Bad as he
had been, his desire was still strong
that the family name should not be
publicly sullied. At his trial his real
name had not been made known, and
at his request his sister sent him no
letters. She had spoken TO him but
thrice in fifteen years. He had always
persisted in his innocence, and IL APP
peared to be established that he had
not struck the fatal blow at the gam
bling brawl, but he was considered an
accessory, and condemned as such.
Going into jail a reckless man, he came
out a constitutional criminal: that il.
with the natural instinct for crime
greater than the instinct FOR morality
He turned bushranger, for one day, as
he vowed TO himself, TO get money To
take him out of the country; but having
once entered the lists he left them no
more, and, playing AT deadly joust with
the law, soon became known as Road
master. the most noted bushranger
since the days of Capt. Moonlight
II was forgery on the name of his
fathers oldest friend that drove him and
his from England. He had the choice
of leaving his native land forever or go
ing to prison. and he chose the former.
The sorrow Of the crime killed his moth
er. From Adelaide, where they had
made their new home ae wandered to
the far interior and afterward to sgd
ney; then came his Imprisonment ana
now he was free-but what q freedomi
With the name of RoSdmaster often
heard at Wandenong, Barbara Golding's
heart had no warning instinct of whom
tine bushranger was. She thought only
and continuously of the Law Wher he
should be released. TO begin he race uf
life again with her. She had Vet 10
learn in what manner they come 10 the
finish who make a false start.
Louis Bachelor, again in his place AT
Railway, tried 70 drive away his guessos
at the truth by his beloved science.
When sleep would not come at night he
rose and worked in his laboratory: and
the sailors OF many passing vessel saw
the light Of his lamp in the dim hours
before the dawn and spoke of fever i'm
u.