The Cassowary; What Chanced in the Cleft MountainsWaterloo, Stanley
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The Cassowary; What Chanced in the Cleft Mountains
Waterloo, Stanley
Love stories; Railroad travel -- Fiction; Storytelling -- Fiction
That Herbert and Elwyn, the twins, became
of the emigrating party was but an incident, they having discovered our
plans for departure and insisting upon accompanying us. Their wish was
reluctantly granted lest the clamor they would inevitably raise in the
event of a refusal should reveal our plans.
* * * * *
Not only were we determined upon the new life, but we resolved to
isolate ourselves so completely from the unpleasant recent past as even
to change our names, it being decided that each should select a new one
for himself or herself. As for me, having lately read a story of the
Norsemen, I selected the name of Wolfgang; Mary chose that of Abyssinia,
and Francis, for what reason I cannot imagine, adopted that of Chickum.
The naming of Herbert and Elwyn was left to Abyssinia, who, after
looking over a newspaper, called one Krag and the other Joergensen. Then
began in earnest our preparations for departure.
It was, of course, necessary, as I endeavored to impress upon my
fellows--if Abyssinia may be included in such a term--to observe the
utmost secrecy and discretion in all our movements. This injunction was
observed faithfully by all save Krag and Joergensen, whose course was
frequently such as might, I feared, attract the attention of our
parents. Fortunately they appeared all unknowing of our designs.
* * * * *
The first thing to be accomplished was the getting together and bestowal
in a safe place of such stores as we could carry away and as would be
most serviceable to us in an uninhabited and possibly barren region. In
this difficult task Abyssinia, Chickum and I shared about equally. The
place of concealment finally decided upon was a small shed which had
formerly been a henhouse, and which stood against a board fence on the
eastern side of the kitchen garden. Here, beneath a heap of straw, we
concealed our accumulations. I pondered deeply over what the nature of
our stores should be, and I trust I may say, with a pride not
altogether unbecoming, that my selections were justified by the result.
Slowly but surely the material accumulated until there came a time when
we felt that we were fairly equipped for our departure. It was just
after the beginning of July, and the weather was sultry, but, with an
eye for the future, Abyssinia secured from the extra household supplies
four quilts, five large sheets and six jars of raspberry and strawberry
jam. She contributed also a bag of salt, pepper, some old knives and
forks, half a dozen tin plates and as many tin cups, a breadpan, a
frying-pan with a broken handle, and two tin pails. I added a light but
excellent ax, several boxes of matches, a great ball of stout cord, an
enormous slab of dried beef, two boxes of crackers, a box of candles,
some large potatoes, an old carving-knife, some fishhooks, a steel trap,
and at least half a barrel of flour in bags not too large to be carried
by Chickum or me.
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