Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1899-06-06

wondering not little st the keennesl
Of her pesceptive facultiea What Z
pretty picture this daughter Of the bush
made, dressed. ~ she was now. In hef
simple but daintily made walking dress
of some light material There was the
delicate bloom Of health in her clear
skin and its luster in her eyes There
was no question about her face icing q
striking one il was calculated to rivet
the attention Of the beholder at first
sight. for there was more In IL than
mere physical beauty-there was that
higher attrsctiyeness which msn call
individuality or character-and yet
despite her many strange and uncon-
ventional ways. no one could say she
lacked that greatest charm Of all--wo-
manliness But still. a. yet. ! frankly
confess, could but imperfectly under
stand her She was already interesting
me in way that hardly cared to ad-
NIT 10 myself
Just before we reached the squatter' 9
camp she pointed out Savile. the cook
who was busying himself erecting .
bough shed He was o feet 4 inches In
height. broad in proportion and had Q
round. good natured, sensible face
81 must tell you about Savile, she
said. "He has been with us since ]
was child, and should like you to be
on good terms with him. His heart is
nearly as big as his body-you needn't
laugh. He is one cook in q thousand
and doesn't want for shrewdness. but
he has hobby VI two-toys. for in
stance
"Toysl" stared at the son Of Anak
Eyes. toys; he spends heaps OF mon
ey in sending TO Melbourne and Sydney
for all sorts Of Yankee notions. paper
snakes that fly. talking dolls - and
things You mustn't laugh at him. you
know.
mot IL can help it. Tell me OF an.
other weakness had an uneasy i'm
preston that she was making fun Of
me
"You mustn't call them weaknessss
80 many of US are built that way
Let's call them partialities I've got
ever NO many. Well. Savile's second
biggest ones his dog. Samson. and. OF
course, he thinks there's not another
like 1t in Australia ] know myself
there isn't. You'll enjoy the poodle,
however when he tells you how II kill
ed the rat at Charters Towers. The
place doesn't signify-it's always shift
ing about. like the story. But you're
bound 20 love Savile do, ever 90
much.
came To the concluion that ! also
would take to Savile. Apart from rec
concentrations OF Q like nature. al
ways. upon principle, cultivate q
friendly relationship with cooks
We found the squstter seated close to
the wagon; one Of the sides Of the tar
paulin had been lifted up and pitched
like the roof of veranda. 30 he sat in
the shade.
"I've brought you some one TO talk
TO. dad. exclaimed the girl II must
20 and see Elsie She went of toward
her tent. which, with sides gathered
MP, was covered with long leafy boughs
60 as TO keep the occupants cool
Good morning. Parker, said the
squatter cheerily. "Im glad you're not
travelling today" He motioned me to
sit down beside him.
talked with him about an hour and
found him well informed. He was pre-
else in his ways. but the innate kindb-
ness of the man robbed his speech OF
any suggestion Of pedantry. He was In
the middle Of an argument when his
daughter came out Of her tent looking
amused.
"Ho. dad" she cried
The sauatter started and looked sp-
prehensive as il he had been caught
In the act Of exploiting some unortho-
do1 doctrine well. my dearr he
stammered
why didn't You put up notice In
the morning that you We're going to
lecturer Then we'd all have had a
chance Of attending You are unkind.
daddy. dear.
Really. my dear
But the girl interrupted him; she
had heard a dog whining behind her.
and. turning. cried sharply
Now, then. SNOWFALL. what for you
coolah alonga that fellow puppy dog
Baal that fellow savey no patter tum'
.um. s'posin ycu leave um alonga
groundr"
The change from the talk Of an edu'
Gated English girl to the gibberish OF
black gin was so complete and startling
that could hardly believe it was she
who had spoken. The black fellow. who
had been Furnishing his dog for appro-
priating some food left on the ground,
desisted-to do black fellow justice
he seldom i'll treats his dog-and went
Of to join his comrade. who was al
some little distance beneath a shady
ironbark tree He tried to look uncon
cerned; 80 does a dog when 1t has stol-
en- something.
The gray must have broken his hob
bles and strayed considerable distance
from camp; ii was great pity that
Jack had to 90 horse hunting while
was enjoying congenial company. Ss'
vile had begun to clatter the pots and
pans about ! knew that soon the fever
would again be upon me; 30 declining
the repeated invitation Of the squatter
to stop and have some dinner / walked
quickly away. II was my wish to be
alone. In those attacks Of 6eiirium !
aid not care that any one should hear
me talking nonsense. Oh, this curse OF
nv life, this fever that had got me In
Its gripl
/ hurried TO my camp and seized q
blanket. Th, ague was on me already,
and was becoming cold as death even
under that warm sun 1t must have
affected my head. for on taking the
canvas water bag walked down and
along the creek bottom. then struck out
from it into the bush again. taking nc
note of where l wandered and caring
less threw myself down somewhere.
Then for some time ! fancied myself
alone in the arctic regions lying on q
field Of ice, with nothing to cover me,
and freezing u death
10 n oorsuUYo.l
The superintendent Of city Sunday
school was making an appeal for collec