AMONG THE OLD STONES.

In the clearing away of the abundant growth and selecting a position for

their camp, a great stretch of wall was laid bare, one portion of which

displayed the chequered pattern and another the herring-bone

ornamentation adopted by the ancient people in building up what seemed

to be the remains of a great structure which might have been temple,

fort, or store.

"It is impossible to say what it was until we have cleared away all this

crumbled down stone and rubbish that has fallen from the top," said the

doctor. "You see, this is one side of the building; there's the end;

and those two mounds will, I think, prove to be the missing side and

end."

And it was here by the chequered wall that the next morning, directly

after a very early meal, the first researches were made. The bullocks

and ponies had been taken down to the river to drink and driven back

into the ruins where they could be under the eye of Dunn Brown and the

blacks, and so not likely to stray.

Sir James had charge of the rifles, which the boys helped him to carry

up to a convenient spot at the top of the enormously wide wall, where he

could perform the duty of sentry, his position commanding a wide view of

the country round, where he could note the approach of any of the

wandering herds and seize an opportunity for adding to the supply of

provisions, while at the same time keeping an eye upon the Hottentot and

the foreloper and seeing that they did not neglect their task, while,

best of all, as he said to the boys, "I can see what you find, and," he

added laughingly, "put all the gold you discover in one of my pockets."

The doctor, full of eagerness, set out what was to be done, appointing

each man his duty, digging, cutting away undergrowth, and basketing off

the loose, stony rubbish that was turned over, a couple of stout, strong

creels having been made by the two keepers. And very soon, and long

before the sun was peering down over the wall, to fully light up the

great interior where excavating had commenced, the two boys were busy

under the doctor's instructions turning over and examining the rubbish

that was carried away to form the commencement of a convenient heap.

As this was begun Mak, who had stopped back for a little while to make

another addition to his breakfast, came up with the pigmy, when they

both selected the spot where they could squat upon the big wall and look

down, very serious of aspect, at what was being done.

"We ought to make some discoveries here," said the doctor, rubbing his

hands. "This wall is very, very old."

"Think so?" said Sir James.

"I am sure so, sir. You see, no cement has been used."

"So I see," said Sir James, "but I shouldn't attach anything to that.

Why, we have plenty of walls built up of loose stones at home. Don't

you remember those in Wales, boys?"

"Yes, uncle, and in Cornwall too," said Dean.

"Not such a wall as this," said the doctor, with a satisfied smile. "I

feel perfectly sure that this goes back to a very early period of

civilisation. Now, my lads, we are pretty clear so far as the trees and

bushes go. Keep your shovels at work."

"Ay, ay, sir," cried Dan. "Here, I'll have first go, messmate. I'll

fill the basket, you'll carry out." Buck nodded, and directly after the

two men were hard at work, while whenever the sailor's spade, which he

dubbed shovel, came in contact with a big loose stone, one or other of

the keepers pounced upon it and bore it to the heap of earth and rubbish

that began to grow where Buck emptied his basket.

"Farther away; farther away," said the doctor. "What for, sir?" asked

Dean.

"Go on, Dean," cried Mark. "Can't you see that if they make a big heap

close to, it may come crumbling down again and Dan will get covered in?"

The sailor chuckled, and threw a shovelful of rubbish, purposely missing

the basket and depositing the well aimed beginnings of the hole he was

digging upon Dean's feet.

"Oh, I beg your pardon, sir!" he cried apologetically. "Here, you, Buck

Denham, what made you put the basket there? You ought to have known it

was out of reach. More this way, messmate."

"All right," said Dean. "I shan't forget this, Master Dan.--Bother!"

And he stepped on one side, seated himself at the foot of the wall, and

occupied himself with untying the laces of one shoe and taking out the

little bits of grit which refused to be kicked off.

"Now, no larking," said the doctor sharply. "Wait till we have done

work."

"Ay, ay, sir!" cried Dan; and digging away with all his might, he very

soon after shouted, "Full up, messmate!" Then Buck stooped down, lifted

the heavy basket, and bore it away, leaving the empty one in its place.

"Stones, lads!" cried the sailor, raising first one and then another

with his spade ready for the keepers; and the work went on, with the

doctor stepping down into the hole that was soon formed to examine some

of the loose earth and rubbish that the sailor dug out ready for the

baskets which were kept going to and fro.

"We don't seem to find much, sir," said Mark, after a time.

"No, my lad," replied the doctor. "All rubbish so far; and most of

these pieces of stone have no doubt crumbled down from the wall."

"Eh? Think so, sir?" cried Dan, looking up sharply from where he was

now standing nearly up to his middle in the hole.

"Oh, yes, there's no doubt about that," cried the doctor.

"Beg pardon, sir," said the digger to Dean, "but you might keep a heye

on the wall and call out `below!' if you see any more crumbs a-coming,

just to give a fellow time to hop out, because, you know Mr Mark says I

might be buried, shovel and all."

"Oh, I will keep a sharp look out," said Dean.

"Full up again, mate," cried Dan; "and look here, Buck; when I get down

a bit deeper you had better come and take my place; you're 'bout twice

as long as I am. Stones again, lads!" And he handed up first one and

then another on the flat of his spade.

"Both square ones, Dean," cried Mark. "Think they have been chiselled

into shape, doctor?"

"No, no; selected," said the doctor, as he carefully examined the block

which the boy held. "You see, that's the under part where it lay in the

wall, not weathered a bit. The other side has crumbled away, while the

under part is comparatively fresh, and would show chisel marks if it had

been chipped."

The work went on for nearly an hour, the sailor having dug away in the

most vigorous manner and cleared out a fairly wide, squarish hole, three

of whose sides were cut down through earth, the fourth, near the foot of

the wall, being bedded together loose stones and rubbish and pretty well

open.

Almost every spadeful had been carefully examined for traces of the

olden occupation, the doctor during the first portion of the time having

been constantly stepping down into the hole and out again to examine

some suggestive looking piece of rubbish, until Mark's attention was

drawn to Dan, who kept on trying to catch his eye and giving him nods

and winks and jerks of the elbow, pointing too again and again at the

doctor's back, but all in vain.

"What does he mean by all that?" thought the boy. "Oh, bother your dumb

motions! Why don't you speak?"

"Pst!" whispered Dan. "Can't you see? You tell him. He keeps on

a-hindering me, hopping up and down like a cat on hot bricks. You tell

him to stop up there and turn over every basketful as they chucks upon

the heap."

A delicate hint was given to the doctor, and from that time forward he

left the little digger room to work.

All at once, just as Buck was depositing his empty basket within Dan's

reach, and the boys were standing at the edge looking on at where the

sailor had begun to scrape away some of the loose crumbs, as he called

them, from the side of the bottom of the hole, there was a faint

rustling sound and the man dropped his spade, stepped back and bounded

out of the excavation as actively as a cat.

"What's the matter, mate?" cried Buck, "a arn't given you a nip?"

"Wall's not crumbling, is it?" cried Mark excitedly.

"No, sir. Did you see it?"

"See it? See what?"

"Dunno, sir. Thought perhaps you gents up there might have ketched

sight of it. Summat alive."

"Eh? What's that?" cried the doctor sharply, from where he was poring

over the rubbish which the keepers had last deposited on the heap; and

he hurried to the edge of the hole. "What have you found?"

"Nowt, sir," replied the little sailor. "I was just scraping up the

crumbs where there's all the rough stones yonder as I have been leaving

so as not to loosen the foundations, when something scuttled along

there. Gi' me quite a turn;" and as he spoke there was a sharp _click,

click_, from where Sir James sat sentry on the top of the wall.

"Humph!" said the doctor. "Mouse or rat."

"Mouse or rat, sir?" said Dan sharply. "What, are there them sort of

jockeys here?"

"Yes, and all the world round, my lad."

"Fancy that!" cried the sailor, jumping down into the hole again.

"Scar'd me like a great gal, Mr Mark, sir;" and evidently ashamed of

having been startled, he bent down to pick up the fallen tool,

dislodging as he did so some of the loose rubbish, and bounding

backwards to raise the spade and hold it ready to strike as with an axe;

for just at the foot of the ancient wall the rustling sound began again,

and stopped, leaving Dan in the attitude of striking and the rest of the

party leaning over with searching eyes in full expectation of seeing

some little animal spring out.

"What do you make of that, sir?" said the sailor.

"Humph! Don't know. Stand back, all of you," cried Sir James, as he

rose erect from his seat on the top of the wall. "You stop, Dan; the

rest leave me a clear course for firing."

"Wait a minute, father," cried Mark excitedly. "Let me get my piece and

change the cartridges."

"No, no," said Sir James; "one's enough, and I've got a barrel loaded

with small shot. I suppose you would like to see what the specimen is,

doctor."

"Certainly," was the reply. "I can make a shrewd guess, though."

"So can I, sir," said the sailor; "and I can't abide them things."

"Now then," said Sir James, as he stood ready. "I won't hit you, Dan.

Reach out with your spade, stir up those loose stones again, and spring

back quickly."

"I just will, sir!" said the man to himself, and leaning forward he

thrust the spade amongst the loose rubbish; and hopped back with

wonderful agility.

It was a most effectual thrust, and beyond the noise made by the steel

blade of the tool and the rattle of the stones there was a sharp

rustling of something disturbed in its lair, and a loud vindictive hiss.

"Oh, scissors!" ejaculated the sailor, and swinging up the spade again

he held it ready to give a chop; but it was not delivered, for Sir James

shouted to him to step out of the hole, lowered himself down from the

wall, and joined the others on the edge.

"A snake, and a pretty big one too, I expect," said the doctor.

"Python, most likely."

"Pison?" said Dan.

"Python, my lad, not pison," said the doctor. "That class of serpent is

harmless. Don't miss it, Sir James, and don't shatter its head if you

can help it."

"If I shoot it," said Sir James, "I will not answer for where I shall

hit. If you want it as a specimen, take the gun."

"Do you mean it, Sir James?"

"Certainly. Catch hold."

"Oh, I say, doctor, let me shoot!" cried Mark excitedly.

"No, no, my boy; don't interfere," said his father. "No, doctor, don't

give up to him," for the latter was drawing back. "Now, all of you,"

cried Sir James, setting the example, "pick up a stone each, and we will

throw till we drive the reptile out."

His orders were obeyed, and for the next five minutes as the doctor

stood ready to fire, stone after stone, big and little, were hurled at

the foot of the wall, but with no further effect than producing a slight

rustling sound, as if the creature had plenty of room in the hollow

which formed its lair.

"I think I can do it, Sir James," said Buck.

"How, my lad?"

"I will get up on the wall, sir, and drop one of them big stones right

down over him."

"Good! Do."

"Wish I had thought of that," said Dean. "I should just like that job."

"Never mind; let Buck try. Send down a big one!" cried Mark.

"I just will, sir," said the man, and climbing quickly up to the top of

the wall he edged his way along the stones till he found what he

considered a suitable block, loosened it, but not without considerable

effort, for it was hard to move, and then turned it over and over till

he forced it to the edge of the crumbling wall.

"That about right, sir?" he cried.

"No; two feet farther along. That's right! Now then, all ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"Give it a gentle push then, when you get the word from me. I want it

to fall close in there."

"Right, sir."

There was a moment's silence in the midst of an excitement which was

great for so trifling an incident, and then Sir James said sharply,

"Heave!"

Down came the stone, and it seemed to the boys as if it occupied seconds

of time to pass through the air, and crash down upon the loose rubbish

below. A little dust arose, but not sufficient to hide the occupant of

the ruined foundations. Then silence again, and the two boys uttered a

jeering laugh.

"Out crept a mouse," said the doctor good-humouredly; "but where is it?"

"He's in there, sir," said Dan, "for I just ketched sight of him. But

I'm sure he warn't a mouse."

"Shall I throw down another stone, sir?" cried Buck, from the top of the

wall.

"'Tain't no good, mate," shouted Dan. "Let me go and stir him out, sir,

with the shovel. He's down some hole, with his tail hanging out. Mebbe

I can give him a chop and make him wriggle out back'ards so as to give

you plenty of time to shoot."

"Would you mind doing it, my lad?" said the doctor.

"Not me, sir, now I knows what it is. You meant it warn't a stinger,

sir, didn't you?"

"It's only guess work, my lad, but it's evidently a large serpent, and

those with poisonous fangs are mostly small."

"Take care, Dan," cried Mark, as the sailor prepared to jump down again

into the hole.

"I just will, sir!"

"Yes, but mind this," said the doctor. "Stir up the stones, and if you

see it, give it just a touch or two with the edge of the spade. I don't

want it injured."

"All right, sir," said the man; and spade in hand he approached the foot

of the wall, cautiously holding the tool at arm's length, all looking on

eagerly, while the doctor, armed as he was with the double gun, shared

the position with the sailor of the most important figures there.

"Ready, sir?" whispered Dan, as he reached forward.

"Yes, quite," replied the doctor.

"They are small shot, arn't they, sir?" said Dan.

"Small shot don't hurt much, do they, Bob?" cried Mark, laughing.

"No, sir. I have got one left in my neck now."

"Don't you be afraid of my shot," replied the doctor. "I shall not hit

you. But take care of yourself if you start the serpent."

"Right, sir. Here goes!" cried the sailor; and giving the spade a

powerful thrust in amongst the stones, he twisted it about, and then

started back, for a large scaly head darted out in his direction.

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