CHAPTER XIII.

"Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide,

He wales a portion with judicious care;

And 'let us worship God' he says with solemn air."

BURNS.

The party at the "Bullock's Head" retired early to rest in order to

proceed on their journey at a corresponding hour on the following

morning. They slept and rose, breakfasted and resumed their travel; and

the same afternoon arrived at Barra Warra, where they were welcomed by

their kind-hearted friends, the Dawsons. It is needless for us here to

detail the circumstances of the visit; suffice it to say, that the lady

of the house and Kate Ferguson at once established their friendship on

a firm basis; and the gentlemen passed their time pleasantly, and in a

manner congenial to their respective tastes. The only event during the

period of their sojourn, which we deem necessary to narrate, is that of

preaching in the bush.

A day or two after their arrival--on a Sunday morning--Mr. Dawson placed

his large wool-shed, which at the time was nearly empty, at the disposal

of Mr. Wigton, for the purpose of there holding Divine service; and he

gave intimation on the station that such would take place. Though Mr.

Dawson was a conscientious adherent of the Anglican church, he was not

one of those who, in the absence of a place of worship where the

adoration is conducted not strictly in accordance with the prescribed

formulae of his church, would abstain from attendance on any other

denominational service. He was devoid of such bigotry; and considered it

a duty, when an opportunity of public worship presented itself (even

though the minister officiating was not deemed perfectly orthodox by

the tenets of the Episcopalian creed), to avail himself of it. Where

means of ministration were rare, he considered sectarian distinctions

prejudicial to the cause of the gospel, and deemed the only essential to

be an earnest truthfulness and piety on the part of the clergyman. He

always encouraged the ordinances of religion on his station, and the

inculcation of moral principles among his men.

The Sabbath was one of those lovely days so peculiar to the sunny

regions of favoured Australia. The sky was without a cloud to vary its

unbroken and immaculate azure, and the sun shone with a voluptuous

lustre, which rendered the atmosphere warm, though not oppressive, and

the face of the country smiling and cheerful. The people around the

place--men, women, and children, clean and neatly clad--assembled in an

orderly manner; while the sombre stillness of the bush tended to impress

the beholders with an earnestness, a feeling of devotion, and a

confirmed belief, that, verily, "the Spirit of the Lord moved upon the

face of the earth." There are, we venture to say, few more inspiring

scenes than the performance of Divine service, or "a preaching," in the

wilds of the woods; and we believe the spiritual influence was felt that

day by not a few of the number who listened to the exposition of the

Word, which was delivered from the lips of the preacher with a truth and

pathos characteristic of a sincere and devout mind. The same orderly and

sober manner marked the dispersion of the people, as did their

gathering; and if no spiritual good arose from it (though we sincerely

trust and believe there did), in a moral point of view the people reaped

a reward; and by the same means, indirectly, the squatter was benefited.

These preachings contrast pleasingly with the general thoughtless and

frivolous manner of some of the congregations in our large towns, and it

is only to be regretted that they are not of more frequent occurrence.

Nothing would more greatly tend to advance the morals of those people of

Australia who too frequently live in a state of vitiated depravity and

mental degradation, and who are perfectly destitute of religion, and

ignorant and neglectful of its observances.

When William and his party had remained at Barra Warra for about a week

he thought it time to push forward to his home; and, after some little

persuasion with Mrs. Dawson, induced her to part with his sister, and

the young lady to consent to go. They took their leave amidst a general

expression of cordiality, and an entreaty from their kind friends to

find their way back again as soon as possible. They then proceeded on

their way, Kate more than ever delighted with her prospect. In the

spontaneous ebullition of her youthful and innocent feelings, and

charmed beyond measure at the kind reception she had met with from the

amiable people she had just left, she was in the highest spirits, and

gave frequent vent to her joy. Her merry peals of laughter rang through

the woods with an echo that sounded as if all the trees had taken up the

chorus, and supported her in bursts of silvery-toned cachinnations. She

talked and chatted away the time, asking questions of her brother

respecting the Smitherses and the Rainsfields, and requesting him to

draw comparisons between the two families and that which they had lately

left. This task William professed himself unable to accomplish, and

unwilling to attempt; remarking that "comparisons were odious," and that

his sister would be able to judge for herself if she would exercise a

little patience.

The road was quickly travelled over; and our friends comfortably

completed that day's stage, and found themselves at Brompton before

dark. They were welcomed by Mr. and Mrs. Smithers in as friendly a

manner as William had anticipated; but upon Kate and Mr. Wigton being

introduced as strangers to Bob, he muttered some unintelligible

sentence, turned on his heel, and left the room. Such extraordinary

conduct rather surprised the Fergusons, especially William; who, when

last he had seen him, parted from him in perfect good feeling. The

proprietor of the station and his wife were not only astonished, but

exceedingly chagrined to think that their visitors should have received

so gross an insult from a member of their family. Without entering into

any vituperations on Bob's conduct, they apologised to their friends for

his inexplicable behaviour, stating their inability to assign any reason

for it beyond his extraordinary temper, and expressing many regrets for

its occurrence.

The Fergusons professed to think nothing of it, and begged their friends

to take no heed of the circumstance, as it gave them, personally, no

concern; being convinced that it could not have been the intention of

Mr. Smithers' brother to have meditated any insult. Notwithstanding all

their assurances that they in no way felt annoyed, they could not

remove from the minds of their hosts the impression that they had

received an unwarrantable insult; and the culprit not "entering an

appearance" again, and no explanation being forthcoming, the evening

passed very heavily, and a general relief was experienced by the party

when they separated for the night.

On the following morning the Fergusons and Mr. Wigton resumed their

journey, and the spirit of their travelling contrasted greatly with that

of the previous day. They had parted from the Smitherses on very good

terms; but Bob had continued to absent himself, and there was a gloom

thrown over the parting in consequence.

"What a horrid bear that man is," exclaimed Kate, as she rode between

the other two equestrians. "What could have induced him to be so rude?

Have you any idea, Will?"

William certainly had an idea, and it grieved him much to contemplate

it, for he thought he read in the occurrence a rupture between his

brother and Bob Smithers. But he was deep in thought when his sister

addressed him, and not until she had repeated her question did he make

any reply; and that reply, if not strictly the truth, was, he thought,

the best he could make, rather than by uttering his convictions, to

excite the fears of his sister for her brother John.

"No, my Kate, I do not," replied William, "but what does it signify? We

have no occasion to trouble ourselves about the circumstance. Bob

Smithers was exceedingly ungentlemanly in his behaviour; but I believe

he is proverbial for that sort of conduct, so I think we need not give

the matter any further thought. Do you, Mr. Wigton?"

"You are quite right, William," replied the minister, "the folly or

frivolity of the man, for at most it is only such, should not be allowed

to give us any uneasiness. If it was intended to convey any insult, we

can best show our appreciation of it by allowing it at once to sink into

oblivion; but I have no doubt it may be attributable to his

extraordinary manner, which, you say, is customary."

"Well," said Kate, "I'll tell Miss Rainsfield of the manner in which he

treated us; it is only right that she should know what a ruffian he is."

"Now, my thoughtless little sister, you must do no such thing," said her

brother; "rather studiously avoid mentioning anything at Strawberry Hill

disparaging of Bob Smithers. Miss Rainsfield must be better acquainted

with the gentleman's character and manner than either you or I; and the

relation of any such affront as we have received might cause her

considerable and unnecessary pain."

"Nonsense, William," cried the girl. "Miss Rainsfield ought to know how

he acts to strangers, because, I am sure, he'll always behave himself

before her; and I am convinced if she only knew what a bear he is, she

would not have anything to say to him."

"Kate," remarked Mr. Wigton, "William is quite right; it would be

better to say nothing about the affair, if, as I imagine from your

conversation, this young lady entertains any regard for Mr. Smithers.

She must be better acquainted with his feelings than we; consequently,

we should avoid the possibility of creating any contentions between the

families; while, after all, there might have been nothing in his manner

deserving animadversion."

"I think I can see the drift of my fair sister's plan," said William to

Mr. Wigton; "she has taken a fancy to Bob Smithers herself, and she

thinks by telling this dreadful tragedy to Miss Rainsfield, that young

lady will be induced to discard him, and leave the coast open to our

Kate."

"You are a most impertinent fellow," exclaimed Kate, as she attempted to

lay her whip across the shoulders of her brother. "I detest the man; and

if he were to make himself as pleasant and agreeable as it is possible

for any man to be, I could not endure him."

"Never mind, my pretty Flora," said her brother, "we will not submit you

to the infliction; but promise to say nothing to the Rainsfields of the

affair at Brompton."

"If you particularly wish it," replied Kate, "I will hold my tongue; but

I cannot imagine for why. But tell me," said she, as her usual smile

returned to its wonted place, "how long shall we be before we arrive at

Strawberry Hill?"

"Not until late," said William, "unless we mend our pace, so we had

better push on;" with which remark he put spurs to his horse, and rode

at a brisk rate followed hard by his companions.

Well on in the afternoon they arrived at Strawberry Hill; and the first

inmate of the house who presented himself was Tom Rainsfield, who

grasped the hand of William, and was introduced by him to Kate and Mr.

Wigton. The former he expressed much delight in seeing, and stated he

had been looking out anxiously for her arrival, and would at once

constitute himself her protector and most obedient servant. With such

little blandishments he led the arrivals into the house; and presented

with due solemnity the treasure, that he said had been consigned to his

keeping, to his sister-in-law and his cousin. The ladies at once

received Kate with that affectionate welcome inherent in women; and,

relieving Tom of his self-imposed responsibility, disappeared with her

to one of those secret conferences, the mysteries of which we masculine

mortals are destined always to remain in profound ignorance.

The gentlemen then issued through the French light, and passed from the

room to the verandah that encompassed the house. Tom brought out chairs,

and desired his visitors to be seated for a few minutes, until the

ladies returned, while he went in search of his brother to acquaint him

of their arrival.

In a short time Mrs. Rainsfield and her companions made their appearance

all radiant with smiles, and their faces beaming with expressions of

good feeling; shortly after which Tom joined them with Mr. Rainsfield,

who received the travellers with a politeness that struck William as

having some degree of formality in it. However, a repast was speedily

prepared and set upon the table, to which all sat down; when everything

was cordiality; and after spending a very pleasant and agreeable

evening, the party broke up at an hour rather late for weary wayfarers.

But the gentlemen expressed themselves free from fatigue; and Kate, who

was really a good equestrian, so enjoyed the society of Mrs. Rainsfield,

and had become so attached to Eleanor, that the moments seemed to fly by

with an almost incredible velocity. Not till Mr. Rainsfield had more

than once reminded his wife that it was approaching midnight, did the

ladies take the hint to separate. Then the matron followed by the two

girls, with their arms encircling each others waists, made their exit;

while Tom's eyes followed them with looks of admiration.

In the morning they all assembled at the table; and without tiring the

reader with the conversation that was carried on, or the entire detail

of their plans, which were discussed over the morning meal, we will give

a synopsis of the whole in a few words. It was arranged that William,

his sister, and Mr. Wigton, accompanied by Tom and Mrs. Rainsfield,

should ride over to Fern Vale. William and Mr. Wigton were to remain

there with John, while the rest of the party returned to Strawberry

Hill. Mr. Wigton had declined the invitation of the Rainsfields to

remain with them for a short time on the ground that he would not have

long to remain in their quarter, and he wished to devote as much as

possible of his time to his young friends. Kate was to fulfil her

promised visit until her brother's house was ready for her reception.

The arrangements for the passage over to Fern Vale pleased all parties

but Kate, who had been industriously persevering to induce Eleanor to

accompany them. But her friend had excused herself on the plea that she

very rarely rode, was not at all a good horsewoman, and almost

invariably felt ill after a ride. So Kate, finding entreaty useless, was

constrained to do without the companionship of her friend. The party

took their departure early in the forenoon, without seeing Mr.

Rainsfield; who, they understood, was engaged with some person, Mr.

Billing had sent word to say, had been waiting to see him.

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