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
Some of these young gentlemen have the sense soon to discover their
mistake; and many of them turn to hard work, with a will that does them
credit. My companions Cannon and Vane were not of this kidney. Neither
would consent to do anything, that savoured of "toil;" and with all
their letters of introduction--backed by the influence of the friends to
whom they had come introduced--they were unable to procure what they had
been led to expect--easy situations under "government."
According to their showing, there was something wrong in the system; and
the fault was with the colonial government and people. They could not
understand that those who are called upon to govern a young colony--and
put together the machinery of its social state--require to know
something: and that they who, in their native land, have proved
incapable of performing any useful duty, will be found still more
useless, in a land where the highest capability is required.
Both had been unfortunate in having friends, who, while apparently
behaving too well to them, had in reality been treating them in a cruel
manner. They had been brought up in idleness--with the idea that labour
is vulgar, and disgraceful to a gentleman. With these views they had
been thrust forth upon a wide world--to war with life's battles, as it
were, undisciplined and unarmed. Neither had the spirit successfully to
contend against the adverse circumstances, in which they now found
themselves; and they appeared to think that the best way for combating
their misfortune was to betake themselves to a course of dissipation.
I endeavoured to persuade them, to go up to the diggings with me, and
try to make their fortune by honest and honourable labour; but both
rejected my counsel--Vane even receiving it with scorn. They would not
soil their soft hands by bringing them in contact with the dirty earth!
They had as little inclination for such menial labour, as I for many
habits in which they indulged, and which to my way of thinking were far
more menial than gold-digging.
They had been educated as gentlemen--I had not. Their ways were not my
ways; and, seeing this, I resolved to cut their acquaintance. They were
naturally not bad fellows; but they had faults, arising from a defective
education, that rendered their company undesirable--especially in a
place like Melbourne.
They were both pleasant companions; and in many respects I could have
liked them; but as they were trying to live in Melbourne on nothing a
year, I saw they would not be the right sort of associates for me.
To do them justice, they seemed to be aware of this themselves, more
especially Cannon. One day he had the honesty to confess to me, that he
was afraid he could not lead the life of a respectable gentleman any
longer.
"Why?" I asked; "can you not get work?"
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