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The volume was only published in 1838, by Saunders and Otley, after the French Revolution had further raised the writer's name, and then on a guarantee from friends willing to take the risk of loss.

The result being that not only were we able to maintain ourselves most comfortably in Sydney while awaiting the return of the corvette from the island, but also to return afterwards to England as first-class passengers. That is to say, Gurney, Grace Hartley, and I did so; but Saunders remained in the colony and eventually became a prosperous and exceedingly wealthy sheep farmer.

Saunders heard as if it was amusing, and without making any answer, kept the horse capering in front of the bars, pretending every minute he was going to whip him up to take the leap.

I'll tell you just exactly " He went off, dear fellow, into the minutest description of the habitats of , while all the time I was eager to rush off to Charlie Webster and John Saunders, and shout into their ears as, later, I did, at the first possible moment, that evening: "I've found our missing cay! What's the matter with your old maps, John? "Maybe!" said Charlie, "maybe! We can try it.

In a short time the rest of the party arrived, bringing Andrew and Foubister unhurt, though well nigh exhausted; but poor Saunders had been severely wounded by one of the bears, two of which had, however, been killed. Andrew, on being carried below, soon somewhat recovered.

Admiral Saunders received me with great cordiality, thanked me for the dispatches, heard with applause of my adventures with the convoy, and at once, with dry humour, said he would be glad, if General Wolfe consented, to make my captured schooner one of his fleet.

Conjectures in our company, the rear guard, became rife at once. "Run, Davy darlin, an' see what the throuble is," said Terence. Nothing loath, I made my way to the head of the column, where Bowman's company had broken ranks and stood in a ring up to their thighs in the grass. In the centre of the ring, standing on one foot before our angry Colonel, was Saunders.

Nevertheless, these things did not avail. It was felt instinctively that he was not beaten down as he ought to have been, and Mrs. Saunders, the smith's wife, was applauded when she said to her neighbours that "you couldn't expeck a man with John Bolderfield's money to have as many feelin's as other people."

But here an obstacle occurred of which they had not dreamed. Old age is selfish, and Saunders obstinately refused to comply with their wishes. The grave that held the remains of his wife and son was dearer to him than all the comforts promised to him by the impatient lovers in that far foreign land.

Louise saw Collie leap to the ground and come running back. Saunders, rolling to his side, reached for his holster, when he saw that in Collie's hand which precluded further argument. "Don't get up!" said Collie quietly. "I never killed a man but I'm going to, quick, if you lift a finger." Saunders kept still. Collie stepped round behind him. "Now, get up, slow," he commanded.