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
THE "ELEPHANT" AND HIS MATE.
For several days after my "exhumation," I was compelled to remain in my
tent, an invalid.
When at length I became able to take the road, I started back for
Ballarat, where I arrived after an arduous journey on foot, that lasted
nearly three days.
On again becoming fairly settled on this far-famed gold-field, I
purchased a share in a claim on the "Gravel-pits" lead.
This speculation proved fortunate: for the prospect turned out a good
one. The gold I expected to obtain from my claim--added to what I had
previously accumulated--promised to amount to a considerable sum. With
this, I should have been willing to relinquish the hardships of a
miner's life, and follow some less laborious occupation.
When I thought of doing so, however, certain difficulties always
presented themselves.
What should I do? What other profession could I follow? These were
interrogatories, not easily answered.
Where I should go, after leaving the diggings, was a subject for
profound consideration. For what reason should I go anywhere? What
purpose had I to accomplish by going anywhere, or doing anything? While
asking myself these questions, I thought of Jessie, though not with
pleasure, for then within my mind would arise a temptation hard to
resist.
Unable to shape out any plan, I left it to circumstances; and toiled on
from day to day, with no more interest in the future than the shovel I
held in my hands!
How very different it appeared to be with the two young men, who were
part owners of the claim, in which I had purchased a share!
Our "firm" was a large concern, owned by ten of us in all; and out of
the number, there were but two who appeared to be toiling for an object.
The majority of mankind think they are living and working for some
purpose; but many of them are mistaken. They have some wishes, with a
faint desire to see them fulfilled. But few there are who labour with
that determined resolve that cannot be shaken, or set aside by the
circumstances of the hour. Men do not often struggle with the
determined spirit, that is ever certain to insure success.
The most superficial observer could not have failed to perceive, that
the two young men I have mentioned were acting under the influence of
some motive stronger than common.
The energy they displayed in their toil, the firmness they exhibited in
resisting the many temptations set before them, their disregard of the
past, their anxiety for the present, and confidence in the future--all
told me that they were toiling for a purpose. They acted, as if they
had never met with any serious disappointment in life; and as if they
fully believed that Fortune's smiles might be won by those who deserve
them.
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