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Chapter NumberXXXVI
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Full Date1882-08-19
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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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The lust for Gold,



So the day of th« trial came and went. Laura and Eliot were free once more, their character vindica- ted, their name unstained by even the Bhadow of a suspicion. *

Th« look of sadness, of almost hopeless misery that had been in our fair heromo'B eyes for months, Was all gone, ant? in ita place one of calm content

and peace.

When Tiixy had come into the court-room and Stood revealed to her-with lier delicate features re- fined by sickness, the olive tint, caused by her for- mer careless exposure to the sun, wind, and rain, and which had always been such an eye-sore to Mrs. Waldron, ¡all gone, while a faint, blush-rose tint, Caused by the excitement of the moment, shone in her cheek, her hair, in short, clustering curls, fram- ing the lovely faca with its brilliant, star-like eyes she was to her like some vision from heaven.

She know well enough, however, that it was no vision-the poise of.that small head, the graceful movements of that lithe form, were all too real and familiar. It was Trixy, changed and more delicately beautiful than she had ever believed that she could be, but her dearly loved Trixy Btiil.

We bave seen how the sight overcame her at first but she could not shut out the blessed vision long, and turned again to least her eyes upon the dear girl.

When Trixy had smiled and nodded at her, her - heart bounded end thrilled with a deeper love than

she had ever yet entertained for her, and she felt that henceforth no cloud would come to darken their affection and confidence in each other again.

If there were glad acclamations upon the release of Laura and Eliot, there was also deep indignation expressed against the authors of all this mischief Ure, Waldron and her son.

The latter was denounced in no light terms, and Could he bave been found, doubtleis he would have been made to feel the weight of the displeasure of the multitude on the spot ; while the scorn and con- tempt that were expressed regarding Mrs. Waldron's

¡attempts to drive Laura into a marriage with him,

were, to Bay the very least, not complimentary to that lady,

Trixy, upon retiring from the court-room, insisted upon waiting in one of the ante-rooms to see Laura,

Mrs, Van Dorn, fearing evil effects from the ex- citement and fatigue that she bad already undergone tried to persuade her to return immediately to their botel, but Trixy was wilful and would not go.

" I will be very quiet and calm," she said, " but I must see Laura," and ehe sat down and tried to weic patiently until she should be released,

When all was over, Eliot went directly to Laura.

But having a knowledge of the love that he cher- ished for her, a feeling of shyness took possession of her, making her manner somewhat restrained.

He thought her cold and distant, and all the glad- ness, and thankfulness that he would have expressed died upon his lips, and these unacknowledged lovers met with a simple hand-clasp, and then, with a feeling of injustice in their hearts, turned from each Other disappointed and pained.

At this moment Laura saw Mrs, Van Dom coming from a room in the rear of the court-room and sur- mising that Trixy might still be there, she broke from the friends gathered round her, and darted away to find her.

The fair girl was waiting, listening for her, and arose to greet her as she entered the room where she wob sitting.

"Trixy !" " Laura !"

The full hearts conld give utterance to no more, but the cloBe embrace that followed told how clossly they were united by the bonds of love, and whip' nothing in the future would ever sei"" '

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.' Do you remember the night that you were taken ill, Trixy, how I carne and crept into bed with you F"

Laura asked.

" Yes and how you sobbed ! I wanted to know what troubled you to, but my head ached so fear- fully that every sound waa torture to me. I remem- ber you told me that Aunt Roxy had been saying very hard things to you, and I wondered at it, for she always seemed to think you were perfect."

"She was determined that I should marry Wil- liam, Laura explained. " He had offered himselt to me after returning from the opera, and of course, bb I did not love him I refused him. He appeared greatly disappointed, but 1 did net dream that he cherished any feelings of revenge toward me until he came to me a couple of days ago and said he would still siva me if I would consent to marry him afterward"; but I would not, and so he lett me as I believed to my fate. But that night after be left me Aunt Roxy came to me. and talked very un- kindly even threateningly to me. I did not think she would ever put her threats into execution-I thought she waB only momentarily angry, and the feeling would soon pass. I suppose not dreaming that Wil- liam would ever put that poison in your room, ehe had to believe it waa I who did it, and bo was only too glad to make use of it against me, when I still refxised to obey his monstrous commands. But," bending a look ot fondest nffection upon Trixy, Laura continued, " do not let us talk about it any more now, dear-it is such a delight to have you once more, that I cannot endure to think of anything unpleasant ; but how very, very sick you have been -Mrs. Van Dorn told me about it, when ehe brought me the glad tidings that you were still living.'

" I have been, and but for Mr. Van Dorn I should never have teen the light again," Trixy said very gravely and with some emb irrassment,

"It is a little strange, is it not, that you and I should both have fallen into the bands of the Von Dome ? the doctor's mother and sister bave been very kind to me, and I met him when be was at home for a little visit during the winter," Laura said, while she wondered at Trixy's embarrassment in speaking of Dr. Van Dorn, No one had told her anything of the engagement existing between bim and her cousin-that had been left for Trixy herself

to tell.

" How do you like bim f" she asked with averted eyes, while she played nervously with a tassel att-

ached to her dress.

A look of intelligence and gladness flashed into Laura's eyes-she was quick to read these Bigus.

"Very, viry much Trixy, dear," she said bending again to kiss her cousin, and with a Bignificatce wbich could not fail to tell her that her secret was


"But," Laura added, a moment after, her face clouding slightly. " I UBed to think-that is-I be- lieved once, that you were fond of Eliot, you used to be such close, confidential friends.."

" And so we were, and are still." Trixy said, mis- chievously, her lips curling with amusement ; " but not in that way. Eliot is going to marry some one


" Whom f" Laura demanded, losing her color, and wondering if after all Dr. Van Dorn had been de ceived regarding his affection tor her, and ehe bad thus been cherishing a false hope all this time.

" Well, really," Trixy returned demurely, and all unconscious of the pain she waa inflicting, " I don't think be would like anything said about it just yet. But," changing the subject, " I am bo glad that you like the doctor ; and, truly, Laura, I am going to try and do the very best I can ; he shall never have to tell me that I am wild, cureless, untidy, and a fright. Ob, how I detest that word ! it has been rung in my ears until I cannot hear it without a shudder !"

"Poor Trixy I" Laura said, swallowing the choking sensation that had risen to her throat at the ominous words she bad uttered regarding Eliot ; " you never were a fright; you weie sometimes careless, and a trifle untidy, but you were never a fright to me ; your face was always bright, and pretty, and piquant, and now, since your illness, you are very lovely."

" Ah ! Laura, all my life I have thought how beau- tiful it would be to know that I was pretty, and to have people, tell me of it ; not because I have any vanity about it, but beciuee it has always been so dreadful to be considered ugly and disagreeable.» Trixy said, naively and gratefully.

"Your features were always good," Laura an- swered, " and I'm sure that likeness that Eliot made of you was beautiful enough for anything ; but now your complexion seems to have been purified, and there is a refind look about you that you were not accustomed to have, You look happy, too, and theBe soft, Bhort curls are vaBtly becoming," and b|iê con- cluded by lifting her hand, with a caressing touch to the pretty head resting against her shoulder.

" You are very happy, are you not, Trixy P" she asked, a moment after, as she noticed the tremulous smile hovering about her lips.

" Yes, indeed ; I cannot tell you how happy," she said, with a shy little laugh. " But huBh ! here come our friends," and it was amusing to Laura to see the pretty air of gravity and dignity which Trixy tried

to assume.

Dr. Van Dorn came bustling into the room fol- lowed by his mother and Agnes.

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"Come, come," he said, bustling arouad to get Eliot'scloakandhat," we've bad enoughof thisdismal placé, and I want my dinner. By the way, I've in- vited mjBelf to dine with Mrs. Van Dorn and her family, to I move we adjourn to more inviting


" Then I will return Bt once to my hotel, bs I feel quite weary," Eliot said, rising, and adjusting his

cloak about bia shoulders.

" Indeed, you'll do no Bach thing. Mrs Van Dorn is going to look after you, and ehe will not excuse you, This is to be a family party, and we cannot spare one of our number. Miss Freston, shall I hive the honor of driving youP I bave a carriage below for thBt express purpose. Miss Van Dorn will accompany her mother and Eliot, and I do not fear that Miss Waldron will be neglected."

The little old man sent a twinkling glance over at Trixy, whom the doctor was carefully wrapping in a thick shawl, then unceremoniously tucking Laura under bil arm, he marched off, followed by the rest of the company.


" Well, well, Miss Preston," Mr. Temple said, when they were seated in the carriage, and be had wrapped her up warmly, and their faces were turned in the direction of Dr. Van Dorn's hotel, " we are all right at last ; no more prisons, no more charges, no more doubts and suspicions-we've come out at the ' top of the heap,' as tbey used to say when I was a boy, and we ought to be very thankful and happy ; we are I truat P" he concluded, with an inquiring glance at


" Yee, I am very grateful," Laura returned, gravely How could she say she was happy, when her heart was smarting so from the cold meeting with Eliot, and while those words of Trixy's were ringing in her

ears ?

" Um I" Mr. Temple ejaculated, reflectively, and looking up at the sky, " I shouldn't wonder ¡E a long storm set in before a great while, unless the

wind shifts."

Liura looked at him with surprise at this appar- ently irrelevant remark.

The sun was shining, the day was fine though a trifle cool, and the wind was directly west ; what did he mean by a " storm Eetting in ?"

" >"ice fellow that young Van Dorn," he continued, after a short pause ; " Iota of energy and snap to bim

-think so P"

' Yes ; I have a great deal of respect and admira- tion for hiiu," Miss Preston assented, heartily.

Going to marry your cousin, I believe P"

' Yes j and I am very glad for Trixy-she seems so happy," Laura replied, but the quiet sigh at tbe close of the sentence did not escape the sharp ears of her companion.

1 She is a bright little witch-a merry little girl ; but do you think ehe is hardly sedate enough for a

doctor's wife P"

?Wby not?" Laura questioned, and wondering what particular need there was for a physician's wife

to be sedate.

"Ob, doctor's wires should be calm and unexcita ble, ready at any time to take hold and help sew up cuts and wounds. Now, if it was Eliot that she wbb going to marry there would be some sense in the match-she is just the one to cheer up a dull, mon- otonous life like his ; think so ?" and bis keen eyes did not lose au expression of the fair face beside


" No," she said, with rising colour, and remember- ing Dr. Van Dorn's exceeding tenderness whenever hi spoke to Trixy, and the bright joyous look that flashed over her face at the Bound of his voice. " i think Trixy is better suited to be Dr. Yan Dorn's


" Um, do you ? Well, doctors makejots of money and maybe, he'll manage to get a better living for her than Eliot could-a shiftless soit of life these artists lead anyway."

laura flushed hotly now.

" Indeed," she said, with more spirit than he had ever seen her show ; " I think you are mistaken ; it is a very busy, earnest life, and full of beauty and


" Humph ! what does it amount to, if it doesn't bring in the dollars P Artists are all poor devils."

"Not all, Mr. Temple; I know some artists who have become very wealthy, and whese name alone is sufficient to make a picture bring a very high


" They must be exceptions to the general lot then, and I don't believe Eliot will ever make his mark in any such way-I've been thinking of advising him to quit tbe business and go into something sensible. I Could let him have a trifle to begin on ; the grocery trade is a good one ; butchers and market-men make lots of money ; and there is the hide and leather business-there's a large profit on them."

Groceries 1 butchery ! hides and leather ! Laura grew heart-sick at the thought.

The idea of the refined, cultivated Eliot Harcourt standing behiid a countg^X^/diCÄ.out tea, coffee, spices,etc.; or dr^eii",Engl< *'tto...".. over jointr -' I &uKle,J¡\.. A T T H W A N ' white hankey m^y9 teBr^e ^^J^A Si

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credit ; ano then she was made happy by their in- sisting tbat she should share it with them,

With two exceptions it was a very happy party that eat down to the elegantly spread table, Gen. Von Oadel aleo making one of the number, while Dr Van Dorn, Trixy, and Agnes were tbe life of the com-


Gen. Van Osdel retired as soon as dinner was over ; his eyes bad been busy, however, and he saw some- thing of how matters stood between Eliot atd Laura, and as be took leave of the latter there was a quiet emile about bis lips, that betrayed be did not think her unbappiness would be of very long duration.

After he left, Dr. Van Dorn insisted that Trixy should go to rest ; Mrs. Van Dorn and Agnes claimed Laura, and Eliot and Mr. Temple returned to their hotel, for the former was very weary and stood greatly in need of quiet and rest, and the young physician went out to vieit some patients.

" Now, my boy," Mr. Job Temple Sdid the next morning as he and Eliot sat together after breakfast smoking their Havanae," we're well out of that mis- erable scrape, and I don't believe Roxeny is quite bo much of a fighting cbaracter to-day as she was yes- terday, and I reckon she'll give you and that pretty heiress a wide berth after this; but if ycu don't mind telling me I'd like to know what you intend

to settle down to now,"

" I don't know Uncle Job ; I have hardly given a thought .to the future as yet-I have had so much else to think about since I got able to think at all."

" I know, I know ; it's been a close putland a hard pull for you, but I suppose you will want to resume your profession."

"Yes, I love it too well ever to lelinquuh it, until I am convinced that I can make nothing by it ; and I have tbose pictures to finish for the exhibition

how thoughtful it was of you, Uncle Job, to eave them for me at the time of tbe fire ; I am very grate- ful and I should have been disheartened indeed if they bad been destroyed," and the tears actually stood in the young man's eyes as he thought how near bebed come to losing, the work and hope of many months.

" Well, I couldn't stand tamely by and see them burn, when I knew you had put so much of your heart and your life into 'em ; I only bad time, though, to get out tbose fine ones you told me were going to the fair, and that marble image of the young one and his mother ; the rest had to go, and all the


'I ought to be very thankful,and indeed I am, but it is really a great loss that I have sustained, for there were many things there that it will take a good deal of time and money to replace ; and tbey must be replaced right away, for those pictures are to be finished immediately.

" Well, don't worry about the money, my boy, and as for the rest of them jimcracks, you may find some time that that fire was a ' blessing in dis¿uise,' as the ministers call affliction and disappointment."

" How so ?" Eliot demanded, in surprise.

" Well," Mr. Temple remarked, thoughtfully, and with a peculiar look,"I have an idea that any house wbich Roxeny Hixon lived in for any length of time might need to be purified by fire. Howsom ever, that isn't what I want to talk about just now ; of course, you haven't lived all these years without having some idea of what you'd like to do in the future, and I suppose you won't object to telling me

about It."

" Ob, no ; I've built no end of air castles, and you are welcome to know bow they were constructed, but it is evident they will not amount to anything more substantial for many years, if they ever do,

unless I am more successful in the future than I have been in tbe past," Eliot said with some


*' As I have told you before," he continued, after a moment, " I have been especially desirous of raising the mortgage from the old place, and then, if I prospered, I hoped to be able to repair and improve it, and, perhaps, make it my home for a portion of every year, where I might quietly follow my pro- fession. I have drawn plans for enlarging and making the house more convenient, and which would not alter the structure much, if any ; I would like it to always remain as near as possible to what it w«b when my mother lived there. But-"

" I suppose, in planning all this, you counted the cost, and calculated upon taking somebody there to live with you ; in fact, you would marry if you went there to live," Mr. Temple interrupted, regarding

him with a shrewd look.

" Of course ; no one ever thinks of a home without a woman in it," Eliot answered, briefly.

' True-true," and Mr. Temple sighed heavily bb he remembered that hope which had animated him duting those years that he was bending every rwergy to win a home for tbe woman he had love* Oarndn..

"Well, how much would*it cost t^^n1 coppera want to do to the old place P" he C{jf.n0w,,8 ¡raised i

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into something like enthusiasm, " that I have talents of no mean order ; I know that my pictures, my statues, are worthy a high price, and I will yet win a name that will malts them sell. As for the corner in my horne and heart for you, uncle Job, you have won the latter already, and when I am so happy as to possess the former, no one will be more welcome to share it than yourself."

" You've got your mother's free spirit, and I like your grit, Eliot," Mr. Temple said, gravely ; " but while you are winning your way you have got to live, and from the way in whioh you spoke awhile ago, I judged that you could work to better advan- tage in the quiet of your old home than here in the


" I should enjoy my work there much better cer- tainly, for I should be surrounded by all the pleas- ant associations of my childhood."

" Then let me do what I wish as part of the ' fun' of spending my money, that I spoke of," pleaded

the old man.

" But you do not consider, uncle Job, what it would cost to support such an establishment after it was put in order, and I bave no income to meet such expenses, and I could never consent to subsist on tbo bounty of another," the young artist returned, some-

what proudly.

" If you were sure of Bn income sufficient to meet your needs would you let me manage the old home-

stead P" Mr. Temple asked with a pedúliár looa." -,_

"I suppose I may safely say yes," Eliot answered, laughing, "since there is no prospect ot any fairy coming to shower her golden favours upon me. I am not afraid of work, but there are some reasons why it is a littlo hard for me to begin at the bottom of the hill at my time of life," he added, with a look

of pain in his eyes.

" All I bave will be yours sometime ; my income is more than I can use upon myself, and I would bo glad to give you all the desires of your heart, Eliot," Mr. Temple said, significantly.

The young man understood him and flushed.

" I appreciate your goodness," he said, " but if your income was three times ¡as much as it is, it would make no difference ; I should be BBhamed, I could not respect myeelf, and I should not feel that I was entitled to tbe respect of others, to settle idly down to my own pleasure, acd spend what another bad toiled all his life to accumulate, while I have the Btrength and ability to work for myeelf. Your money, uncle Job, while you live, which 1 hope will be many years, must be your own, and I will yet make my mark in the world."

Mr. Temple smiled.

.'I've no doubt that you'll succceed with that spirit," he said, " but perhaps it would be just ob well for your own happiness if you hadn't quite so much of the Harcourt pride."

Aud there, for tto time, the matter dropped,


a Cubkhinq discothby.

Two weeks subséquent to the conversation con- tained in the last chapter, the exhibition, of which Eliot bad spoken, opened.

He entered three paintings and one design in marble, ard they were the united work of the last

two years.

Two of the paintings had been exhibited the year before ; but the artist was young and unknown, and they were judged accordingly, hung in a bad light, consequently their merits had not been recognized,

He had made some changes in them since, and painted a new one, putting his whole heart into lae work, and had hoped much for them, until the be- ginning of the troubles in the Waldron mansion, which was followed by his oy?n severe illness, dur- ing wbicb he had lost heart as well as strength.

But the sympathy, which Mr. Temple bad given him had encouraged him greatly, and during those two weeks following the trial he had, turning his rooms at his hotel into a studio, worked with an en- thusiasm that almost amounted to inspiration,

Mr, Temple watched him with deep interest, com- ing in at the close cf every day to see what progress he had made, and even Laura could not have com- plained of his lack of appreciation of an artist's abilities, could she but have beard his remarks and suggestions.

Uncle Job was a dear lover of nature, and moro than once criticised some point Wbich Eliot, acting upon, found added not a little to tbe beauty and truthfulness of bis pictures.

He was surprised when he went, accompanied by Mr. Te a pie, to attend te the hanging of his paintings on the day previous to the opening of tho exhibition, at the attention and consideration which be received.

It happened (P) that spaces were left where the

very best possible light would fall upon them, nr(Jd hw heart throbbed with pleasure as he stood of"T

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beanty of lhe little one in her arms. -*'' , «enge.. .

While Eliot stood thero, partially concealedc9.,.1*6^"*,'

large easel on wbich there was a painting, aie j -a8 ¡nat

tening to the opinions and criticisms of the i tis ago, witt vers, two ladies drew near, and not noticie possible del«

stood a little apart from the crowd, l«oltiiÇïB^emn^ statue, ?i'.turn («

" This statue is Eliot's work, also-he hibnistancet himself this year," he heard Trixy'a voiailean ej\ repressed tone; and he knew instinctiitl Be ^^ companion was. nship .jje pj

" What a lovely thing it is," Lauderat' consta^. *

.deep-drawn breath: "surely he muster ^^^ J? this yeBr-I never saw more soul aie cr aTerBge J?

pictures or statue before. I wondy 'm seventeen to see them." '« . the en"v

This lest was added absently, bp«**^ "":£? look in her lovely blue eyes. Y^rmi»^ c

" Whom P" Trixy demanded, tu?««^^ *

surprise. nation to '

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" What do yoûfft&i^fiaUar Rixy asked, with i,-,

a puzzled face. ;,'

"Haveyou forgotten what you told me on the day of the trial "(Laura asked, and she was very palo now. /

" Yes, if it|was anything like what you were talk-

ing abuut just now," she answered, still reading it her cousin's fpce curiously. »

'* You told me that Eliot was going to marry some * one else, when I said I used to think he was fond of \ you." t

Trixy's bright face dimpled all over in a moment, and her eyes brimmed with merriment.

" You blind, foolish.darIing ! is that the reason you have been so sad ever eince P Forgive me if I have by my thoughtless words made you suffer any more," the went on, repentantly, " and I wondered why you should treat him so coldly when he called. I believe I'm a bom mischief-maker, but I thought, of course, you would clearly understand who 'that some one else' was. Laura, dear, haven't I known for a long time how well you love Eliot, and bow his heart is bouud up in you P By that ' some one else' I meant none other than yourself. I am sorry my light words misled you-forgive my foolish jesting,


Laura's face waa deepest crimson now, but she gave Trixy a reassuring smile, and then moved away

to hide her blushes-her heart grown suddenly light ' and at peace again.

Eliot Harcourt'« countenance was radiant with oc hope as he stole from his hiding-place in un oppo« \,

site direction, and went away alone to muse over tbe. wonderful good that bad come to him that day.

Only one short hour ago he bad entered that build* ing in a listless, depressed state of mind ; now one little turn of fortune's wheel had bestowed upon him

the two things which he coveted above all others, t y

fame, for the sale of his pictures Lo ¡#ss-csrs pieces"»^? would soon bring him that-and the priceless JPVSo*^ of beautiful Laura Preston. ". *,6b !

Laura, eince the trial, had remained at the boj "¿'e.

where her friends, the Van ¡Doms, weie Jstop'a xCam She could not bring herself lo return to Mrsjf the r dron, who, after the fire, had taken arcthar In. whit

a more aristocratic portion of the city, but shinny iu.

not enjoyed her new surroundings any too welliition olid the revelations at the trial ; indeed she bad bec necossitj nearly sick that she had refused to see any one. Te mai

Laura seemed to have a feeling of aversion for htferinp

that ehe could not conquer, and she could not recall ^ch that last interview that she bad had rrith her, with-

out shudders of horror. s

She had decided to return to Chicago with the Van Dorne and Trixy, wbo was to remain with the family until her marriage, wbich Dr. Van Dorn had urged should take place early in the fall.

They depart now in a few days, and Laura began to feel quite nervous over the event, for since

hope had begun to bud once Wr"' Jo h.nrhear* "»,- .

garding Eli; ' wioioil to make plain in goneral terije

my viowB are in regard to these coll/ ru, I take this occasion, as being thecfc of-' one, to declare that, as far as I k aülü in my absence, I have done my best \ mote the ends I have referred to ; ant as far as I know inyBelf, I will in the continue to do my best in the same dir J^Loud and continued applause.) x¿nil_ *-i^e Under Í

If h» - .-" L started of tho mistaken li times de- nce pt to say

were not so

pposed, and [Let of tariffs arise oat of

governed, is ^ Ja Christ towy indicate thr ?e mi^Con Á I proveniente imve oeen made in the p '* ¿bax 1 cTrpabilities of a large number*'"

h»Dd8. ".bob, wherein the apt)1? 'ti

is Circle )x plan


mm aub... _i.0_n tVxï io be put paper of TüBB^Ax.lítZnd August. Hur

shooting by points. First barre) " v>r ta suooiing oy points. First Dar;

I ¡-"s- barrel, 1 point; one nundroo V"1,800 | --Ab ; not larger than -s-'ca '

-litylhis 'qrahor^ QrjJ¡rch\

w gb- 'Uho Annie. Tbn

-'»out at fullv '

west Maitland