The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1899-02-11

youth, out TO WnOm ne never spoke OF hlSj
regard. -
| If he had spoken all might have been'
different but with a shyress rare in those
| whom fate has destined for vast wealth.
and unlimited power, he deemed himself
| unworthy to WOO where his errant love-
had flown.
| Tyson was literally born in the BUSH;
and worked as a farm hand, doing won
derful feats with his gigantic strength.
| He saved his money and went to a h:N
station to herd bullo cks, in constant dan
ger OF his life from black fellows. He
was grimly determined to succeed.
| After some years of toll he ''set up
for himself on the Billybong river with
| his savings. Drought killed his herd and
| drove him to desperation, and he had to
give up the experiment and go to cattle
| keeping ''on thirds for others, a system
which gives all the risk and most of the
| profit to the capitalist.
Even this required some capital, how
| ever, and to secure the money he needed
| Tyson set out across 200 miles of wild
scrub to get f5 which Sir John Hay owed
| him. He had one shilling ard food for
! three days. This was his fortune,
Then the food failed, but Tyson was not
ore of these who, Sin the faith Of little
Cllluren, ld1Q GOWN ana OleO.. h'eeu1nS.
his great hunger upon grass and roots
he forced himself along. In the wastes
he babbled of green fields. He grew light
headed, sang hOarsely, played strange
pranks all by himself At. last, as much
by luck. as management, he crossed the
range and found water. Sane once more,
when he began to fear that he might
never see Hays house, fate wiled that
he should see cottage in the bush and
an old man lust entering
Tyson approached. intending to ask his
way. but somewhat embarrassed by the
constitutional shyness which all his life
made it hard for him to talk to strangers,
he hesitated. At that moment girl came
out of the cottage.
What Tyson saw was a beautiful young
| bEsh-reared girl dark. rosy j and well
grown. SS = ~ go 2'1T'
What the girl saw was q stark young
fellow of barely twenty-one. six feet four
riches tall and mighty of form, worn al
most to a skeleton and grimcd with the
dust OF the waterless waste he had
dragged himself across, but with some
tti1g in his face which told her that he
was good and that under better conditions
the man would be beautiful.
ct WISH miss he began diffidently,
''to inquire the way to-
but you are hungry cried the girl:
*'come in and eat.' No wonder she
~
of mercy.
Tyson drew back but the girl put her
hand upon his arm. and in the simple
manner of the women of the Wilderness
drew him into the hut. She called to
her sister to come and help. and in
Jew minutes Tyson was sitting before a
good breakfast
The young bush1nan was in the house
but fifteen minutes at most. So shy was
he that he scarcely spoke to the girl he
had at first seen. but he turned upon
her eyes that were eloquent. He could
not have told what her sister looked
| like. He never knew afterward whether
the father, came into the room. He was
| like one in dream.
| And in dream he went away with
| mumbled inarticulate thanks and look
| III his honest eyes that the girl for years
remembered.
For some reason Tyson did not get
400 miles for fifty years of heartache
| instead That was all. =
Back to his station Tyson went, catch
| ing fish for food and using his one s11il-
ling as ferry fee to cross a river. He
was enabled to begin herding ION
| thirds"' by his brother, who had f12.
So the Murrumbridge range began. The
| cattle throve. That was the whole story
| for five years so far as concerned Ty-
sons finances. But there was another
| side Of his life.
| In the pursuit Of dream Of happiness.
again, until every dry-burned mile of
plain was familiar to him. not to see or
| speak of his love, but to be near her, to
| know that she was we'll.
She did not marry. If the truth were
known, pair of appealing eyes looked
shadowy, great form raised itself in mute
appeal of manliness and strength, as she
| had seen it but once, gaunt from the
! fight with dry death, between her and
those who would have wooed her. r
There were many Of thern-for in the
backwoods pretty girls are scarce-but
never a man like Tyson.
| Then came the gold fever Tyson did
not dig. He fed the diggerst with meat,
and there was money I'm that. He did
not. like other stockmen, sell short iE
the belief that the market was only tenn
porary. tie mad faith that the dtggfnrs
would last, and so was able to sell more
largely every year, and to buy big cattle
ranges near the, gold fields. He sunk
wells to get never-failing water. He
throve uselessly, piled up money that he
could not enjoy, and learned as the years
rolled by, to look on wealth as a hollow
mockery.
From a youth Of twenty-one Tyson had
grown to man of forty before the blow
/ 800 ,5.
The girl he loved was probably thirty.
nVe or thdrty-six. II waiting It was, she
mad waited long; had sent away many
su1tors, had seen her sister wed and her
father dead, until at last, left alone in
the world, she came to see more and more
9imly the appealing eyes and hesitant
form of the gigantic bushman who had
touched her heart
One day when Tyson made his custom-
~ trip across the range, which for TWEEN
ty ears he had travelled until he had all
most worn path in the wilderness. he
LEARNED upon inquiry tina: the woman, Of
lis heart was married. He never came
near her again. For twenty years he had
not seen her. For thirty years to come
ne would not even see again the scene of
lis one encounter with Cupid. He would
! stay away and forget.
It was about this time that Tyson be-
gan to be known as an eccentric. Though
a millionaire. he lived and dressed ike
one OF his cattle punchers.
He had no use for money. "The little
game. he used to say, that Is the fun.
Fighting the desert has been my work. 81
have been fighting the desert all my life.
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