THE "SILVER STAR."

A busy fortnight followed, during which Jack Meadows accompanied his

father and the doctor up to town pretty well every day, to visit

tailors, hatters, hosiers, gunsmiths, fishing-tackle-makers,

naturalists, provision dealers, and help to spend money at a liberal

rate upon the many necessaries for a long voyage. To do the lad

justice, he tried hard to hide his distaste for all that was being done,

and assumed an interest in the various purchases, making Sir John appear

pleased, while Doctor Instow patted his shoulder, and told him that he

looked brighter already. But when alone at night his depression came

back, and there were moments when, tired out, he told himself that he

could not bear it all, and that he must tell his father the next morning

that it was impossible--he could not go.

But when the morning; came he said nothing, for on rising the matter did

not look so black and gloomy by daylight, after a night's rest; and he

felt that it would be too cowardly to make such a declaration, when his

father was doing everything and going to so great an expense entirely

for his sake.

"Because he thinks me weak and ill," he said to himself; "and nothing

will persuade him that I am not."

That very morning, after a good sound night's rest, the boy woke with

the sun shining brightly into his bedroom, and he got up thinking he had

over-slept himself, but on looking round he found that his hot-water can

had not been brought in, nor his freshly-brushed boots and clothes, so

he rang impatiently.

"Disgraceful!" he said peevishly. "Ned thinks of nothing now but the

voyage, and everything is neglected."

But all the same his bell was not neglected, for in a very short time

there was a sharp tap at the door, and as the lad stood by his bedside

in his dressing-gown, the white top of a pith helmet appeared slowly,

followed by the lower part of a grinning face, a dark-brownish coarse

canvas jacket, or rather a number of pockets stuck one above another,

and attached to a pair of canvas sleeves; and next, a pair of leather

breeches, ditto leggings, and to support all a very stout pair of

lace-up boots.

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