Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
We returned home with a game-bag--containing two dead kangaroos; and
next day, at dinner, indulged in the luxury of "kangaroo-tail" soup.
Our amusement, for the following day, was a fishing excursion along the
Yarra-Yarra.
We caught an abundance of fish; but they were so small, that angling for
them appeared to be an amusement more fit for children than men; and we
soon became weary of the rod and line.
Each day, on returning home to the station, we enjoyed the society of
the beautiful Jessie.
As already stated, this young lady was an accomplished conversationist--
though her teaching had been only that of Nature. She could carry on a
conversation with all three of us at once; and on a different subject
with each.
I believe that Vane fell in love with her at first sight; and his whole
behaviour betokened, that he intended paying no attention to the command
or request which had been made by the man who introduced him.
I knew very little about love affairs; but something whispered me that,
if Vane should form a serious attachment for Jessie H--it would end in
his disappointment and chagrin. Something told me, she would not
reciprocate his affection--however fond it might be.
At the same time, I could perceive in the young lady a partiality for
myself. I did not attempt to discover the reason for this. It might
have been because my introduction to her had been made, under
circumstances such as often win a woman's love. She might have admired
my personal appearance. Why not? I was young; and had been often told
that I possessed good looks. Why should Jessie H--not fall in love with
me, as well as another?
As I reflected thus, conscience whispered to me, that I should take
leave of Mr H--'s family; and return to Melbourne.
I did not do so; and I give the reason. Jessie H--was so enchantingly
lovely, and her conversation so interesting, that I could not make up my
mind to separate from her.
Several times I had mentally resolved to bid adieu to my new
acquaintances; but my resolutions remained unfulfilled. I stayed at the
station, under the fascinations of the charmer.
Our diversions were of different kinds. One day we would visit a tribe
of native blacks living up the river, where we would be treated to
astonishing spectacles of their manners, and customs, especially their
exploits with the boomerang and spear.
Our mornings would be spent in kangaroo hunting; and our evenings in the
society of the beautiful Jessie.
One day we made an excursion--all going well mounted--to a grazing
station about fifteen miles from that of Mr H--. Our object was to
assist the proprietor in running a large drove of his young cattle into
a pen--for the purpose of having them branded.
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