"But he wasn"t, you know. And now, Mr. Stackpole, if you will come with me, I will see about your getting your share of the reward."
"Thank you, captain. I won"t deny that it"ll be particularly convenient, seein" I"m reduced to my last cent."
The police captain exerted himself in a very friendly manner, and owing to the absence of red tape which in an older settlement might have occasioned delay, that same day our Yankee friend was made happy by receiving the sum of fifty pounds.
He called the boys to him, and dividing the money, as well as he could, into three equal parts, he offered one each to Harry and Jack.
"Now we start alike," he said. "There"s nearly seventeen pounds apiece.
It seems a good deal, but it won"t last long here. We must find something to do before long."
"That"s just what I want," said Harry, "I came out here to work, and make money, not to loaf about."
"That"s the way with me," said Jack, but his tone was not so hopeful or cheerful as Harry"s.
"Confess now, Jack," said Harry, "you would rather be on board ship than here at the diggings."
"I would," said Jack; "wouldn"t you?"
"Not yet. There is no money to be made on board ship."
"When you"ve made your pile, my lad," said Obed, "you can go back to Melbourne, and easily get a berth on board some merchant ship bound to Liverpool or New York. There is a great demand for sailors at that port."
This made Jack more cheerful. He was willing to stay a while, he said, and help Harry and Mr. Stackpole, but in the end he must return to his old life.
Mr. Stackpole and the boys took a long walk, and reconnoitred the diggings on both sides of Bendigo creek. Toward the middle of the afternoon they came upon a thin, melancholy looking young man, who was sitting in a despondent att.i.tude with his arms folded.
"Are you sick, my friend?" asked Obed.
"I am very ill," was the answer. "I don"t think I shall ever be any better."
Further questioning elicited the information that he had taken a severe cold from exposure two months before, in consequence of which his lungs were seriously affected.
"Why do you stay here, then?" asked Obed.
"I shall go back to Melbourne as soon as I have sold my claim."
"What do you want for it?"
"It is worth fifty pounds. I will take twenty-five."
Obed after careful inquiry judged that it was a bargain. He proposed to the two boys to join him in the purchase of the claim. They felt that they could safely follow his judgment, and struck a bargain. So before twenty-four hours had pa.s.sed, the three friends were joint proprietors of a claim, and had about eight pounds apiece to meet expenses till it began to yield a return.
CHAPTER XXII.
STRIKING LUCK.
"Now, boys," said Obed, "we have some hard work before us. Mining isn"t like standing behind a counter, or measuring off calico. It takes considerable more muscle."
"I am used to hard work," said Jack, "but you"ll have to show me how."
"I"ll keep up with Jack," said Harry manfully. "You won"t have to charge either of us with laziness."
"I believe you, boys. There isn"t a lazy bone in either of you. As I have experience, I"ll boss the job, and all you"ll have to do will be to obey orders."
"All right, captain!" said Jack, touching his cap, with a smile.
This, then, was the understanding between the three, and it was faithfully adhered to. The two boys, sensible of their ignorance, were very ready to obey Obed, and he found them willing workers. They installed themselves in a cabin which had been occupied by the man they bought out. He gave them the use of it, having no further occasion for it himself, and they began to keep house as one family. They lived roughly enough, and yet, so high were all articles of food, on account of the trouble and expense of transportation from Melbourne, that it cost them as much as would have paid for living at a respectable hotel in the States.
All three entered upon their labors with high hopes. The first day and the second day yielded no results, but, as Obed reminded them, a miner needs to be patient. But when one week--two weeks--pa.s.sed, and the amount of gold found amounted to less than ten dollars, all three began to look sober.
"This is beginning to look serious, boys," said Obed thoughtfully, as they set about their work on the first day of the third week. "Our claim aint pannin" out very rich."
"My store of money is panning out very fast," said Harry, with a faint smile.
"I"ve got less than two pounds left," said Jack. "What are we going to do when it"s all gone?"
"I don"t know," said Obed, "unless we catch another murderer."
The boys smiled, but not hilariously. They felt, as Obed expressed it, that matters were indeed becoming serious. To run short of money nearly ten thousand miles from home was no light thing.
"We might sell the claim," suggested Harry.
Obed shook his head.
"I don"t think we could," he replied. "Everybody would understand our reason for selling--that we despaired of finding any gold--and instead of getting twenty-five pounds, I doubt if you could get twenty-five shillings for it. You know about how long twenty-five shillings would last us."
"I suppose there is nothing to do but to keep on," said Harry.
Obed nodded. "You"ve said it," he returned. "Let us keep up good heart, my boys. Don"t borrow trouble. When things come to the worst, we"ll decide what to do then."
By way of setting the example of cheerfulness, Obed began to whistle "Yankee Doodle," and the boys joined in. It was not altogether a successful effort, but it made them feel a little more cheerful. At all events it attracted a listener--a tall, shabby-looking tramp, who had been wandering about for a day or two, visiting one claim after another, trying to raise a loan.
"I say, you"re uncommon jolly, you chaps," he began, as he stood in a lounging att.i.tude watching the little party at their work.
"If we are it"s a credit to us," returned Obed dryly, "for there isn"t much to be jolly about."
"Isn"t your claim a good one?"
"That"s what we"re trying to find out. Where"s yours, stranger?"
The tramp returned an evasive answer and shambled off.
"Do you think he"s got a claim, Obed?" asked Jack.
"No; but he"s prowling around to see what he can pick up."