The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mystery — John Shaqi
The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mysteryPotter, Robert
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The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mystery
Potter, Robert
Science fiction, Australian
_Fetherston._ Easterley, I am afraid you are a philosopher. Come with
me to Central Australia and we’ll knock the philosophy out of you and
make you a practical man.
_Easterley._ Are you going to Central Australia?
_Fetherston._ Yes; I am to have charge of a company of surveyors who
are to be engaged about the laying of the overland line to Port
Darwin.
_Easterley._ I’ll think of it. I rather think I should like it. I
suppose we shall see no ghosts there, Fetherston?
_Fetherston._ I don’t know about that. I dare say we may, for we shall
often have to live on salt junk and damper.
So there our talk ended. I had heard of Mr. Fetherston’s business
before, and even I believe of his destination; but I had forgotten the
particulars, and certainly it never had struck me that I should care
to go with him. But now I thought I should like to talk it over with
Jack. So I went in search of him. I found him by himself at the
farthest aft part of the ship, standing just above the companion with
his back against a rail. He had been chatting with two or three of the
ladies, and they had just gone below. He came at once to meet me, and
we both went forward and lit our pipes and smoked some time in
silence. Then Jack spoke. “I see that you have something to say, Bob;
what is it?”
“Fetherston,” said I, “is going with a survey party to assist in
laying the overland wire to Port Darwin: he proposes that we should go
with him; he was only in jest, but I think I should like it.”
Jack thought it would be a very good beginning: we should see much of
the country, we should get experience, and have something to talk
about. Poor Jack! if he had only known! We have never ventured to talk
much about that journey, not much to one another, and not at all to
anyone else; but I must not anticipate. We both took a fancy to the
scheme. There would be much of the interest of exploring without any
of the special risks. We would, no doubt, have some hardships to put
up with, but there would be depôts at intervals along the way, and our
communication would be kept open all through. So I spoke to Fetherston
a few days later. “Fetherston,” I said, “will you take two volunteers
with you on your survey party northward? We shall pay our own
expenses, but we shall want your guidance and protection, and we shall
have nothing to give you in return but our company.”
Fetherston said that he thought it might on such terms be easily
managed, and it was managed accordingly.
CHAPTER IV.
OVERLAND.
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