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Edmund B. Kennedy, derived from a pamphlet printed in Sydney, and scarcely procurable in this country. It includes the interesting narrative of Mr. W. Carron, the botanist attached to the expedition in question; also the statements of the aboriginal black who witnessed the death of his gallant master of Dr. Vallack who took an active part in rescuing the survivors and of Mr.
Thereupon Michael knelt, clasped his hands so close that the bent finger-joints grew white, raised his massive head upward and prayed with his eyes closed. The intercession for life ended, he rose up, shook Vallack by the hand, and so departed. "Allus, when you've got the chance, bear the balm o' Gilead to a sinner's couch," he said to his daughter as they walked home.
My sons have at present formed their station near Point Vallack, on the north shore of Newcastle Bay, between two or three miles from the settlement of Somerset. They are on good terms with the natives, and their black servants fraternise with them, but are kept under strict rule.
He did not reply, for his servant, Lawrence Vallack, entered at the moment, and he turned abruptly upon the old man. "Where 's the letter I left upon my desk? It was directed to Plymouth." "All right, sir, all right; don't worrit. I've eyes in my head for my betters still, thank God. I seed un when I come to shut the shutters an' sent Joe post-haste to the box.
"'Tis the duty of man an' maid to spread the truth an' bring peace to the troubled, an' strength to the weak-hearted, an' rise up them that fall." A week later Mr. Tregenza heard how Albert Vallack had burst a blood-vessel and died, fighting horribly with awful invisible terrors. "Another sawl gone down into the Pit," he said.
It's all wan to a dead corpse whether 'tis took to the yard in a black hearse wi' plumes, same as what us shall be, or whether 'tis borne 'pon wan o' them four 'anded stretchers used for carryin' fishin' nets, same as poor Albert Vallack was a while back but wan way's proper an' t'other 'edn'." "They'm savin' the money for the feed.
Now let me finish that theer brandy, then I'll go home." But Mr. Vallack heard nothing. He was gazing out into the night and shaking with fear. "High treason 'gainst the law of the land to lay a finger on the mail. A letter posted be like a stone flinged or a word spoken out of our keeping for all time. An' me to blame for it.
I hopes you'll live this many a day, Vallack; an' then, when your hour comes, you'll have piled up a tidy record an' can go wi' a certainty faacin' you. Seems you'm better, an' us at chapel's prayed hot an' strong to the Throne that you might be left to work out your salvation now your foot's 'pon the right road." "But if I dies, mister?"
I read to en 'bout that theer bwoy, the awnly son o' his mother, an' her a widder-wumman, an' how as the Lard brought en round arter he'd gone dead." Gray Michael sniffed and made no comment. "I'll see en an' put up a prayer or so," he said. "An' the Lard'll reward it, Mr. Tregenza." Young Albert Vallack greeted the visitor with even greater reverence than his mother had done.
After the sermon, silence followed, broken by Vallack, who coughed once and again, then raised himself and braced his heart to the tremendous question that demanded answering. "I wants your awn feelin' like, mister. I must have it. I caan't sleep no more wi'out knawin' the best or worst. You be the justest man ever I seed or heard tell on out the Scriptures.
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