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Full Date1882-05-20
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Newspaper TitleThe Maitland Mercury and Hunter River General Advertiser (NSW : 1843 - 1893)
Trove TitleThe Lust for Gold
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"There! I positively hate everybody! there is no one to be trusted; and I'm sure I don't see what use there is in living at all in such a treacherous, miserable world!"

"Trixy! Trixy! child, what has happened to make my little friend so desperate and misanthropical !"

Speaker number one was a young girl of seventeen, who had just bounced angrily from the spacious parlor of an imposing residence on --th avenue, into the hall, and who, while passionately giving vent to the ebullition of temper recorded above, and blindly rushing for the stairs, on the way to her room, was suddenly brought to a stand by finding herself inclosed in a pair of strong, manly arms, and the grave, handsome face of Eliot Harcourt, speaker number two, and a young man of perhaps twenty-four or five years looked kindly down upon her. His tones of surprise and gentle reproach brought the storm to a crisis, and a perfect tempest of sobs and tears instantly broke from the unhappygirl.

The young man stood perfectly quiet for a few minutes, and let her weep until the first fierce violence of her grief had spent itself.

Then he said:

"Now,Trixy, dear, what commotion of the domestic elements has served to raise such a tornado as this? What desperate battle have you been fighting, and what weapons or stratagem could the enemy have employed to have so effectually put to rout such a

valiant little heroine as you usually are?" and he glanced, with a half-amused smile, down upon the small, dark, curly head which kept bobbing up and down upon his broad chest, with every sob.

"Don't laugh at me, please, Eliot," came in plaintive, smothered tones from the still sobbing Trixy. "I am just as miserable as I can be, and and -- if I have to live at this rate for another year, or -- until somebody comes to marry me, there won't be anything respectable left of me"

Eliot Harcourt laughed outright at this.

"And who is this somebody, this 'gallant, gay Lothario,' who is coming to relieve you of your misery?" he asked.

"You are too bad, Eliot," she said, petulantly ; "but you know that Uncle Albert's will keeps me under Uncle William and Aunt Roxy until I am eighteen, or until I'm married.

"Then you think you would even be willing to be married for the sake of bridging over one year of your life? Trixy, my dear, I'm afraid you don't fully realize the responsibilities which are before you," her companion said, with mock gravity.

"But, Eliot, they do torment me so, and make me hate everybody."

"Everybody, Trixy ?" he asked gently, while his shapely hand patted the curly head softly.

"Well -- almost. Of course I never could hate you -- you are different from any one else," and with sudden impulse, the young girl caught his hand, brought it around to her lips and left a soft kiss upon it.

Eliot Harcourt flushed at the act, and let his hand drop at his side, feeling a trifle uncomfortable.

"How am I different?" he asked.

" J don't know," she said. Her sobs [had nearly ceased now, and she lifted a pair of dark, glorious eyes to his face, " Somehow you always seem true% and I can trust you. Tou never say hateful or sarcastic things to me; but they torment me to


" Who are ' they,' Trixy ?"

" Fred, Uncle William, and Aunt Roxv."

" And Laura-is she unkind to you ?" the young man questioned, an expression of anxiety crossing

his face.

" No ; Laura never says or does anything unkind ; but lately Aunt Roxy makes it appear BB if she dislikes|me too; and oh ! Eliot, that ia the worst of all, for I have always loved Laura so well !" and the storm threatened to burst again.

This won't do, my little tempest. This is the third time within a week that I have found you in a per- fect gale. But we won't stand here talking about it. Come up to my studio, tell me all your trouble, and we'll see if there is not some remedy for


He tried to draw her towards the stairs as be spoke.

The girl resiste! slightly.

Aunt Roxy said I was to keep away from your studio ; she would not allow me to annoy you ; that it-I annoy everybody !" she said bitterly.

" Indeed !" returned Mr. Harcourt, with a haughty lifting of hia aristocratic eyebrows. Then he added:

" Well, Aunt Roxy must excuse me if I insist upon being allowed to invite whom I choose to my studio. Come Trixy, I bave a picture I want to sbDW you after we disperse these clouds upon your


Wberoupon he led her up the stairs, and opening a door at the top, drew her into a charming room.

He made her sit down in a low rocker, in the sunny bay-window, and then throwing himself upon a hassock at her feet, said :

" Now, my little friend, unburden yourself, and tell me all your woes.''

Miss Trixy glanced at him, a flush rising to her


She was beginning to feel somewhat ashamed of the passion she had exhibited so lately,

Then her eyes wandered from his face to a mirror which hung opposite her, and the flush deepened painfully.

" Was that the picture you wished me to see t" Bhe asked, with a quiver of passion in her voice.

His eyes followed hers, and he frowned.

" On my honour, no, Trixy ; and ita too bad ;" he said, regretfully.

The reflection was not a very attractive one just at

that moment,

Anger had left ungraceful linea upon her broad low brow. Her eyes were red and swollen with weeping ; there were traces of tears upon her cheeks, lines of pain about her mouth, and her hair was sadly


" I don't wonder Aunt Roxy says that lama' per- fect fright,'" she cried, passionately, and making o gesture of aversion at her reflected image.

Then she burst into a nervous laugh and went on : "I know I'm not pretty and graceful like Laura. I tan and freokle in the wind ; my hair won't keep in place, and my clothes won't stay on me straight ; I'm all hunches and rumples from the crown of my head to the solea of my feet. I think I must have been made askew someway, and if that's the case there is ' no use in trying to go agin nature,' as old Betsy Trull said the other day, when ehe tried to make her little black-and-tan's tail curl up instead of down, and couldn't. If they wouldn't twit me of it, I could bear it better ; but aunt Roxy says I am a ' disgrace to the house,' that ' Laura is ashamed to be seen on the street with me,' and BO forth, and so on to the end of the chapter. You are the, only one who does not seem to mind it, Eliot, Ob, dear! I

wish you would adopt me, and take me away from the sight snd sound of it all," Trixy concluded, with a sigh and another rueful glance into the mirror op-


" Adopt yon, Trixy ?" the young man laughed. " Mercy, child ; what should I do with you, when as yet I am hardly able to take care of myself ?"

.« Ob, we'J get along somehow for a year, and then I should hBve my fortune you know. I wouldn't hinder you in your painting and sculpturing, and I could keep house for you-it would be just delight-


" What do you know about housekeeping?" Eliot

asked, amusedly.

" I know how to make a tipsy-pudding. I saw cook make one the other day, and I have made my bed ever so many times, when Molly, the chamber« maid waa in a hurry. It's apt to look bumpy in spots, just as I do, I suppose, and the pillows won't olways stand up straight ; but then I think I could improve if J tried."

" But Trixy, I don't think I should enjoy living on «tipsy-pudding' oil the time, and I'm sure I don't like ' bump»' in my bed," Eliot returned,

with twinkling eyes.

He knew she could not be long sorrowful when her natural drollery began to crop out like this.

Trixy sighed comically.

"I'm afraid then you wouldn't enjoy it, but it would be such a mercy if you could help me to plan some way to relieve me of this thorn in the flesh-yes, I believe Aunt Roxy is just that to me. Now, if you will credit it, I got up this morning firmly resolved that I'd do justice to mjself, and compel it from the others for once

. By the way, Eliot, I may as well say that I've made that resolution hundreds of times before, and have just as surely come to grief every time," she parentbsised with comical pathos. " I combed and brushed my hair-' every individual one,'-to a nicety," ehe continued, " and upon my word, there wasn't a kink in it when I got through, which bring ' agin natur' again, it didn't stay kinkleBS, and I must conreas that it felt a little loose bebind where I put the pins in. Then I put on a pretty new wrapper which tbe dressmaker sent home yesterday, pinned my collar just on a line with my nose and chin, put a rosa in my belt-Laura always does that you know-and just the sweetest pair of slippers on my feet. I gave seven dollars for them, and got another scolding for that for my extrava-_ g^nce, from Aunt Roxy. Well, Eliot," she Bald,' with a'gleam of fun springing to her eyes, " I declare to you in confidence, that I did consider mjself avery respectable-looking girl when I had finished my toilet, in spite of the 'outs' that there nre about me, as Fred Baye. But," and here she made a ludicrous grimace, "just as I was reidy to go de wa to breakfast in my .immaculate condition, I espied Frisky, my pet kitten, on the very top o! the high board fence in the back yard, all bristled up and spitting like a small steam-engine at Mrs, Moreland's dog. I knew he'd munch every one of ber nine lives out of her in no time, if he got to her, so I heedlessly rushed to the rescue. The jar of running down stairs made the pins fall out of my hair, and down it carne all in a snarl. I was afraid that loose feeling meant Bomothing, but I didn't know how to help it. Then just as I was going out of the back dour, I stepped square into a di«b of soup that the cook had set out tbere for Frisky, and one of my pretty new slippers was in a sad state of soup-er-fluence.n

" What an irrepressible Trixy !" laughed Eliot.

" I can assure you, though, that it was no laughing matter to me," retorted the child, for she seemed scarcely more than a child ; and her sorrow was fast wearing away beneath the influence of his sympathy, while her expressive face began to dimple and gleam with fun -and merriment.

She had bad her cry and eased her heart, and now began, as she always did, to take a ludicrous view of her troubles.

" Well, to cap the climax, when I went to reach up after that bristling cat, I tore a great rent in my dress, and she, thinking, I suppose, that she was be- ing attacked from tbe rear by some ambushed enemy, turned and .gave me this sweeping, meandering scratch for my trouble "

Miss T.-ixy turned ber head one side, and putting back her tumbled hair, revealed a long, utsightly mark upon one side of ber neck,

"At tbis crisis the breakfast bell rang. I let frisky go io disgust, pinned the hole in my dress together, so tbitt Aunt Roxy would not see it, wiped off my shoe as well as I could with my handkerchief, and went to face the music. I forgot my hair, and didn't know that my collar, which I had not pinned to my dress, had slipped around under my left ear . but you should have seen the tableau when I march- ed imto the dining room !"

"But why didn't you go to your room and fix yourself up a trifle ?" Eliot asked, with twitching


" Because I wouldn't," she answered, with a toss of her head. " It would have been of no earthly use something would have been sure to happen before I could possibly reach the dining-room, and it always makes Uncle William angry when any of us are late. Aunt Roxy's keen eyes spied that hole the first thing, then flashed up at my head, traveled down and observed that scratch, my dislocated collar smiled grimly at the rose in my belt-whioh really waB rather absurd under the circumstances-and finally came to a halt upon my greasy slippers.

"'What a fright!" «he exclaimed, with a groan.

"Fred grinned from ear to ear, and observed that my maid must have had a touch of the horrors while performing my toilet that morning. Uncle William smiled sarcastically, and then, as if by common con- sent, every eye was turned from me to Laura, who stood there as sweet and fresh and bright as a June morning, and lojkingfkindly pitiful at me.

".Go to your room,' commanded Mrs. Boxen«» 'and stay tbere until I send for you.'

" I was bouncing the children say at school

and turned with a whisk that was like a miniature' hurricane, but my chapter of accidents wasn't ended even yet. My sleeve caught on the handle of the coffeepot and upeet it ¡its contents flew over ma

like a small deluge, and I had the pleasing reflection, added to my other discomforts, that my respected uncle-who dotes on coffee-wouldn't have a drop to wet bia whistle with that morning-"


" Yes, I know it. Aunt Roxy would scream and lilt both her white hands appealingly if she should hear me. You see there isn't a graceful line or curve about me any where. I'm all angleB, corners, and ridges, both physically and morally, can't move without upsetting something-can't speak without lapsing ¡pío alang-can't do anything pleasant or agreeable ! I'm afraid the plan of my organization must have been meddled with by some mischievous and vindictive fairy, and so I suppose I sball go on being a fright and a torment all my life.

" Well, Eliot, I was very glad to obey Aunt Roxy for once, and went directly to my room, the starch for once, all taken out of me as well as out of my dress. Feeling a little natural curiosity regarding myself, I went to the mirror to take a look. I won't weary you with details," she said, folding her hands demurely end dropping her mischievous eyes, " but I think it is safe to tell you that I didn't look very charming,"

id/pÄthetice? ".

pugh she tried to smile, " that I |ugh tbe world and be such an


Ivcriate your misfortunes.; you.

I u- u_ "n* fco_lvjCl1 drawings, which

\se things by and fcy-JellTO, from"t¿0 8p¡rit

..hlld now-" ubolical, and singularly

irsold-or Bhall be lu fnation8 were attached

). ^ -JI- - *.;a. T',r «pwitualis .TÄJU-'

«J, bridling a trifle. 1ict ^ tbe pla,nt¡fl

7in me, you do not "PPVs insanity, adding

"ore will make aagreat changa |< »Poor chiioy 1Ulle friendi 8UTely if you i of it," theyoohat younave just told me, . his laughter. de g0 unhappy when

"Don't youl; - Eliot8aid, fixing his

an angry glanc

that. Aunt Ri flnd looking down, while 'Laura pities .^

me. Laura u «that ^ i£ yott can trust

doings are unti

Laura is the pin;^ yQU. but ¡t BeBms too j

never does anytbj ¡t makeB j^ B0 ftn

move nor says an Eliot," she concl

stood in her eyes,e Bbout an hour a(¡0 and shall have to go tM nB l knew 8D6 would

odd stick all my 1^ my waJ8 Bhe would '

"No, Trixy,yoi_8he wouldBfmd meto a will overcom^ alljrror .o{ beÍD¡¡ ehut up in scarcely 25ore(mahe deciareB tnat I've got to

"I am severn1 .re I marry Fred."

or two," she ««V^giarcou-t ejaculated,' and

"Iknow, bi| iae ln B long drawn

nearly so old, am

in you perhaps. ^ boil ofeT>» Trixy Bn can make so lig kg_ ,, 8he declv'is that thatcannotbecf^j'^n mBlry jim, and

I found you a lit

earnest eyes on L1^, w-,«hing only a little

"No," shesaidrt.uW come and nurry you she twisted her 1¡ «, Bi¡ot Baid, smiling.

"Tell me allA«^ any 0ne to marry me meP» -^pto trouble, and I think

"Of course I n;Bn.nt.tban mother," the silly to tell any í*\.ueer mixture of trouble gry." &¡T

" Well ?" ^ * y our aunt, then ? And " Aunt Roxy se)Q0 Fred, eh ?"

gave me a fright!1 ^arry Fred !" Trixy re-1

and she said if I d.

not have me in the1 QJuit wjtb you, and con- | convent. . I've a p6} -r sbouid hardly-think anyeuchway aathej^ughter» Eliot said, re

learn to behave mya. a

"Marry Fred?" I bp daughter-she wants

then gave vent to jfrel. fully«

whistle. W h'9 young man asked,

"That's what mato sd thut ue wnaraou»,,

swered, with scarlel\nai)d,er a"est f°onal party,

just as soon as I'm ei^"^.

in doing so,

-2 won't." Cb sanding the nidon, May 16.

" Why, Trixy, youi ribce been done.vool eales were I while ago that some otittD*1« tl'e «oti- attendance of

to rid you of your troiißffi8W"'^9Hrin^«°d S°od spirit

«.?«.u T A-A ,.*e mattBr wo The pncesrul

" Yes, but I did nop* ,u m£ntttint;di who would get me deej. Og of the Portn 4th July, I'd rather call Mrs. EojiWrs expressed

young girl answered, wí ÍMr/Xwtéu,

and humor. °'B a resolutic

-' You are not very foíS' wisatatemeu; so she's going to marry jT P'0*°<°rn8M

"No, I tell you Iwof}' £ho matt

torted, spiritedly. 7i:torian and

" If Bhe finds so mucP 'nd, handicaps aiders vou such a 'frichld Hamilton,eaaI?1"t'dtty,

if you suca a tngni G1 mdinorviromi86 of as she would want you for a,rB,l9Stljn The handi flectively. --*e been very

"She doesn't want me ft NEW ZEAl^orniances.

" m . .. ft for either

my money," Trixy eaid. Bccie Cook,d so yards.

" Are you sure, Trixy ? \8nes. Hill, to-day, gravely. >ru boatman ûuied Ryan

" Of course I am, or I I of the bod.L.

, ' ... . ' T1-Kanaka has

always scolding because Tj-^^0 guineas property to Laura and me, i C A "RT,j a* speedy

Fred had a cent, and she insi _ eut.

Fred" inwirT5551» consulta-

ba * .x. LU " lowinS public of Mail« " flow does that happe been advertised soberly; "did youvever LfmA" t, kind ?" r*v.» ».

"Noindeed; but a Icing,»aken'pS

children the Moreland girls wUJn«,--~> ." Saturday to play, and Fred was, '?-*--- * . One day we had been*

said to me, " You will

won't you, Trixy ?' ' Certai lted in Par, " Ai g, DAVIES,

and Aunt Roxy happening to)r,m°"^la,'- ¡ ' ' Lochinvar,

that moment, heard it, andmlU aud li^5-^^5ter¿or8e8,fte. trothed." imeding as Wapr Gipps, Louth Park. 4516

"Nonsenio!" exclaimed lie strongly _-T~T~A

t¡ ,. at, and cnalKBR ; none but good stead}

" Of course it is all nonsense T y* E. B. SAWKINS,

to bother you with anything ig Co.'e stet í Singleton,

good to me, and it is such a o"> for Quee'l9, B LIGHT-WEIGHT RIDER once in awbile-there ! rve<¡r«v¡caof thf?gr 6st, 5ib8.), for the MURRU she added, breaking off short rthe Khedh'qr, particulars apply at this in his face. Ministers, t ?' ?-_f^11

" Never mind j tell me just t* temP^fti-en Cattle Pumpkins at Belford to you to-day," he returned. l g tne ton. R. G. YEOMANS. 4612

" Oh ! I couldn't begin to tfctMERCIAlK and LAUNDRESS for the frightened if I should repeat to1, y to

me up, to begin with-" B of coloni -gAAC QORRICK,

" What!" he cried, with flashi1"*^" High-street,

lady like you !" ?,£&% West Maitland.

" Oh, dear! I didn't mean tosa 8ale!"wer APPRENTICES to COACH

regretfully ; «and I suppose I didßT11 c'°g. &? TUCK & Co. 4724

when Bhe asked me howl suppofirm. 'EBAL SERVANT. Mrs. R. to manage to put up with me all VL «s firm, .street, W. Maitland. 4726 I told her she needn't be troubl:-- for SOUND DRAg FEL nothing on earth would ever tem«j J^ote^0I,FE & GOBBICK. 4708

bondage as she was planning for n_ ¿^ MrB. B. W. L*vr.

me by the arm and shook me ; SSIWAGBANT 4706 I were both marplots, and talked itche entrit---~ -

for the first time in my life, I wa?portson^GBOrX ,for **>. F0ÜND1X ner» io they p>y, E Mmtland._4707

"Did she speak of Laura in t»,,n«C/.n8f. «eneral Servant. Mrs BON

Eliot soberly. sgaS1 Lodie- Day-street, E.M. 4705

"Yes; but I never meant anyo'Penrs ti'ag Htty( Maize, Chaff, Oats, Bran,

it, and that was what made meff *} h** W. Relton, Elgin-Bt, W.M. 4704 for shs always pretends to be^on'and BNERAL "SERVANT ; another

Eliot, I think she is very, verjp for i'5ply Cross Keys Hotel, W. M. 4697

Albert's fortune," Trixy conclude know-;

" Well, trv and forset it if i» Jobn »WN,¿-ANY PERSON FOUND »m,toM«-ÏM. i. f -VII.1 oE Th you told me this ; but we will kian8 a bt,s pARM> Fqur.miie Creek, East upon the matter. And now, littUms of i PROSECUTED ; and all STRAY you if it would comfort you if y °old MPOUNDEB.

feel that you are not the « frigh*1 la8tt ° w- B'"D"iL01ï' w M

.... . .' . o» !ftP8 of ° Oakhampton, W.M.

called for BO long?" Hawthor 4722

" Oh, Eliot, I should be happs to be i--?

even one really pretty feature. I «MtohegWFUL LAD. J. G. CHAPMAN one thought me pretty I do not^S, ¿¿¡? "

so awkward ; it would give me4asi& beautiful » tîhat "I-CHM HOUSE

\fidenoe in myself. Now, LarüOOyarli hers {««'«."A8'««0*

1 how stately and charming all of the atT W a «9 *«-V

" Yes Laura is certainly WfT^ me#» Tf¡ cr¡ed I

man returned, musingly, " br. 100 yu » . *y «wa, |

ent style of beauty from yor-Parnv., mrir" » .

" From mine ! Eliot, «¿f ' »ndat tanned and L^T6''

aharniir tDe bee lflnned and freckled, as

snarpiy. i foot, re would remedy that, and

"lam not mocking the ^th and fine. You have very

gently; you »re somewJer r(i,reB and_- " . D ver>

you.a^ buta little^?We£tÄ ^

your skin is very sjm "Kou, Trixy.»

delicate, regalar(imp).¿ there ia any thing thatlcsndo for avortX'ê-J *£*?*.*"*»«»*.

» I am S PoP er qUÎte Q ftî«ht« flhe c"»ld be

5°rï? %. aîI D0t be ver* "Sreeable," he said.

H*1$g!« mind, and so much the better ; it will

T| my willingness ; what is it ?.»

£k ÍrlT t0 fT r°0m' tÍe y°Ur hair «moothly

r-k from your face, put on some old drssa thl^wou.d not fear to soil, andthL 1'""^


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While Trixy cheered and comforted T>^Pij

pathy of Eliot Harcourt, has gone to do Mp? SJK-.. _ we will introduce the Inmates of the WÜ.^jn ^J||fJ

mansion a little more fully to our readers.

Mr. William Waldron was-not a hundred years v.

-i,,"f "f Nnw York ; at least, \

ago-a prosperous merchant of New lorn; BV ion..., his manner of living and the business that he wea doing aeemed to indicate a certain degree of pros- perity, and his ambitious wife knew well how to spend to the best advantage the very liberal income which her husband allowed her. They had two i sons-William Waldron, jr, who, just at the time oE | tbe opening of our story, WBB away at college; and

Fredrick, some two years younger, and who was pursuing a private course of study in the city where his parents resided, preparatory to entering college

in another year.

The other members of the family comprised Miss Laura Preston, aged nineteen, and Beatrice Waldron,


Both were nieces of Mr. William Waldron, Benior -one the daughter of a sister, the other of a brother.

Laura and Beatrice, or Trixy, as she wes mora commonly called, were both heiresses, and their

wealth fell to them in this way :

Mr. Waldron had an elder brotber, a bachelor, who bad accumulated a large fortune in some foreign country, and when his whitening locks and waning strength begin to warn him that his hold

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IO he

WHUlUg »uo-6». --r, -

upon earth and earthly things was growing weaker ie

with every day, he turned his face homeward to '" cons for which he had toiled all his days, and now must is, leave for some one else to spend. to

He found that all bis kindred, save his one

brother, bad gone " the way of all the earth." ^ Laura'* mother had been his only, and a very dearly i loved sister, and Beatrice's father was a twin brother, »e and these two young girls, their only offspring, "I? were left orphans and almost homeless and friend« JBm. '.'ess in the world, Mrs Waldron had not as yet felt best

her duty to receive them into her family to caro fas

^"wSrother William apparently so W'bfoîî

tempWStPJ";"" ,. _ m.Aa ithiB fivnot yet fully

settled by peo]^dr°2^^mpresB on the Parlia-

mentary representatives rae necessity for looking at Suuth Australia, not as she was to day, but as she would be in tho future ; and they must consider the railways referred to, amounting to about 700 miles, HS not possible to be attained at once. The Govern«

ment must decline the offer of Mr. Pilcher, on behalt - of English capitalists, for the construction of ¿he transcontinental line, feeling that, if it were woijth constructing, it should be undertaker} by the colony.

Sir Henry Ayres, replying on behalf of the Council to the toast of " Parliament," claimed the Act for amending the Constitution as the handiwork of the

Council itself.



og 40-, pon and jouse

work to ically in spacious f pleasure»

n to the <¡p invite

B) » a a

The Governor proposed "Suocess to the Orroroo,

Quorn, and Farina Railways," and said be was i S charmed to hear that the railway policy of the I* Government was entirely in accord with his ideas. 'i The railways proposed would practically annex the ". south-western part of Queensland and the north« / western part of New South Wales. He referred to

the enormous importance of the extension of the /' nil way to Victoria across the Murray bridge, and A"

the 80-mile desert; and expressed a wish to see a 'OS railway go inward to Hergott Springs, to Lake Eyre, N S and from Port Darwin, and as time goes on to be * ,i

extended southwards and northwards gradually, jlcô South Australia would be a grand country with rail- iD«S ways, but nothing at all without them He doubted I not that they would pay eventually ; and referred to (j

the enormous influence railway extensions have in ¡^ bringing aboutfederation of the colonies. Lfc

The Commissioner of Works replied to the toast, [g^s and said that the gross revenue from the railways ;i__ last year was £400,000, and after paying for the low, management and working expenses it left a return of /,64g 3¿ per cent, on the cost of construction. This year --- notwithstanding tbe bad eeasoajto reduction in (he _ >ply

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TIEHSÍÍY, Tailor, etc., W. Maitland. 468»* «

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as HOUSEKEEPER, or position of trust j

comfortable home and light duties more object than salary ; good references. Address FIDELITY, Post Office, Weat Maitland. 4672



SAWYER. M. MOOBE, Auctioneer, «¡609 ANTED TO BUY, 250 Bags DRY MAIZE, and

200 Bags Oats. O. K YOUNG, Auctioneer. 4685


once. O. K. YOUNO, Auctioneer, W.M. 4085


Chaff, Maize, Potatoes, Bran, Pollard, Flour.

S. Cart and Harness, Buggy and Harness, L, Seed. J Barley, Oats, &c" 4c, /'

4681 J. ENRIGHT./



MOOBK, Auctioneer, West Maitland. . 4669 WANTED, TWO STRONG LADS, for Black-

smith. Those accustomed to the trade pie« ferred. Apply to


4661 Wallsend.


ANTED known, Bmmerson's popular Quadrille

Band disengaged Mondays & Thursdays. 4680



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S. S, ¡BÍOORE, >\ 47°9_^__ High-street. ¿

WANTED, the Ladies of the District to call and!


S. 8. MOORE,




.* i ? ». ,r,i mets the croBS revenne to the

:í lan,°Pifbtionth was Í25.000 more than last year. ; Abouthe la? T» "e Government intended to re

inubsTotj5e allowed to gi.^AovliS? ftiS'Si?^

tion which she intended should belong to her soLnd If they werejtoo happy and contented in each other's' society, they would not properly appreciate the com« panionsbip of William and Fred.

Laura was a blonde of the purest type. Great blue, starry eyes looked forth from beneath a full intelligent brow. He skin was faultlessly fair and smooth, her nose small, and her mouth very sweet and expressive. Her hair-a perfect wealth of It, and like burnished gold-as a child, hung in close, heavy curls all over her shoulders, as a maiden, and dressed accordingly, it WHS full of rich, sunshiny waves. Her form was of medium height and rather slight, but the poise of her head, and her quiet, rather proud bearing, gave one the impression that she was taller than she really was. In disposition she was naturally sweet and gentle, quiet and some- what reserved, but possessing underneath all an un« yielding will when once she had fully made up her

mind to any course of action.