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The fact of their having discovered gold, and of having pegged out and registered their claim, could not be denied; but then it was argued by counsel most learned in mining law that they had done something which they should have omitted to do, or had omitted to do something else which they should have done, frail human beings as they were, and therefore their claim should be declared to belong to some Ballarat jumper.
Squatting under a little snow-covered hemlock-tree he looked like nothing more than a little mound of snow. "Oh!" cried Peter. "How you startled me! I wish I had a winter coat like yours. It must be a great help in avoiding your enemies." "It certainly is, Cousin Peter," cried Jumper. "Nine times out of ten all I have to do is to sit perfectly still when there was no wind to carry my scent.
In summer he wears a brown coat, but in winter he is all white but the tips of those long ears, and those are black. Because his coat changes so, he is called the varying Hare. He likes the Green Forest where the trees grow close together, especially those places where there are a great many young trees. He's the biggest member of our family. I guess that's all I know about Cousin Jumper."
The Prince, availing himself of the opportunity, attempted to spring out of his captors' hands, but one of the men was a better jumper than he, and put an obstacle in his way. "Hallo!" cried the sergeant, "this conscience is not quite so clear; hold him firm; march!" "Whither?" said the Prince. "Directly to the Minister of Police."
"No kick coming from me," said the captain, "though we are short-handed in the fire-room and the boy has been doing a man's work there. I don't believe he will accept your offer, for he's an independent little cub and, as I have put him to work, I can't insist upon it." The captain sent a deck-hand for Dick, and the boy appeared on deck in overalls and jumper, cap in hand.
Little Jim was always for the main chance. "I'm all hooked up to hit the trail, dad." In his small blue overalls and jumper, in his alert and manful attitude, Little Jim was a pocket edition of his father. "Where's your shootin'-iron?" queried Big Jim jokingly. "Why, she's standin' in the corner, aside of yours. A man don't pack his shootin'-iron in his bed-roll when he hits the trail.
Douglas made his way round the edge of the draw and waited for the herder, who rode slowly up to meet him. Then he stared at the stranger's gray-bearded face with the utmost surprise. "Mr. Fowler!" he cried. "What are you doing out here?" The older man, in shabby blue overalls and jumper, a black slouch hat pulled over his eyes, smiled grimly. "You have the advantage of me, young man.
What to do Jumper didn't know. And so he did nothing. It happened to be the wisest thing he could do. It often happens in the end An enemy may prove a friend. Whitefoot. Was ever any one in a worse position than Jumper the Hare? To move would be to give himself away to Whitey the Snowy Owl.
"One of the many disadvantages of my sex," she said. "The best prisons men ever invented are women's skirts. Our wings are clipped while we wear them." "It is hard," he returned as he recalled her school-girl feats. "You were such a mighty jumper." "Those halcyon days are done," she sighed. "I can never stray beyond my 'sphere' again."
But as the years slipped by, with no promise of easier conditions, she became dissatisfied, shrewish, and ashamed of her lack of pretty things to wear. Little Jim was, of course, as blind to all this as he was to his need for anything other than his overalls, shoes, and jumper. He thought his mother was pretty and he often told her so.
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