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The Gold Hunters’ Adventures; or, Life in Australia
Chapter 25. Steel Spring's History
William Henry Thomes
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       _ CHAPTER XXV. STEEL SPRING'S HISTORY
       Steel Spring made no idle boast when he said he was famous as a cook. In a shorter space of time than I conceived possible, he had built a fire, boiled water, and made an excellent dish of coffee, and then spreading our provisions under the shade of a tree, he informed us that our dinners were ready.
       By this time Hardum, the stockman, was awake, and repentant, as most men usually are after a drinking bout. He seemed surprised that we had made an addition to our company during his snoring hours, but he was too proud, or too much ashamed, to ask any questions concerning the mystery.
       As for Steel Spring, I observed that that amiable, long-legged individual eyed the stockman rather narrowly, as though he expected a few words of reproach, or something worse; but in this he was mistaken; for Hardum contented himself with expressing surprise at the length of his pedal extremities, and wanted to know if he was not sired by a kangaroo--an expression which our new acquaintance laughed at, as he wished to conciliate the old man.
       As the sun poured down with scorching severity, and two hours would elapse before we could venture to return to our work without fear of being sun struck, we lighted our pipes, and stretched our forms beneath the shade of a gum tree, leisurely watched the smoke of the fragrant tobacco as it curled over our heads.
       For a long time we smoked in silence, until at length Fred grew weary of the monotonous stillness, and wishing to add a slight stock of information to our store, exclaimed,--"Steel Spring," and he regarded that wonderful being with a knowing glance, "you have a history. All men have histories, and I know that you are not exempt from the common lot."
       "Well, I don't deny that I've seen a thing or two in my life, and that it has been an eventful one," he answered.
       "Then," said Fred, refilling his pipe, and composing himself in an easier attitude, "you will be kind enough to tell it for our entertainment."
       "I'll villingly do that, sir, if you'll promise not to go to sleep."
       "We can give no pledges," replied Fred, with a grin. "Whether we go to sleep or keep awake remains with the historian to decide."
       "Veil, then, I'll do my best," and Steel Spring crossed his right leg, as though it had helped him on many occasions.
       I will relate his account of his life, although I shall leave his cockney expressions out, as much of it may mar the beauty and humor of the recital. I don't vouch for the truth of what he told us, and, in fact, I don't believe that Steel Spring himself meant that we should. However, he always swore that he spoke the truth, and, in lack of evidence, we were bound to believe him.
       "I was born twenty-six years ago, in the vicinity of Belgrave Square, London, and as the locality was an aristocratic one, I need not mention that my parents were wealthy, and circulated in the highest circles in the kingdom. There was great rejoicing when I came into the world, and I have been told that Parliament adjourned in honor of the event."
       "I wish to ask if the narrative is to consist of lies?" inquired Fred.
       The fellow grinned as though he had been complimented, and without replying, continued,--"I was sent to Eton when I grew old enough, and all that money could do was expended towards completing my education. Latin and Greek, however, are languages which I was never able to master, and it's owing to my dislike to them that I am now here. I will explain the reason, so that you may not interrupt me with expressions of astonishment. I was destined, when only ten years of age, to succeed the ambassador to Greece, an uncle of mine, who was full of years and honors, and wished to retire on half pay, like an invalid soldier or gouty bishop. You will see the reason why I was supplied with Greek roots, until I thought my brain would turn in digging them. But tasks and whippings were in vain. The more I was beaten the less I learned, and the upshot of the matter was that I was sent home, and then kicked out of doors by an indignant father, who swore in good English that if my head was only as long in proportion as my legs, I should have comprehended the dead languages in less than a month.
       "Alas! how little do parents understand the feelings which animate the bosom of their offspring. I who was--"
       "Quit your moralizing, and drive on with your story," growled Fred.
       "All right, sir," replied Steel Spring, not the least disconcerted.
       "I had, when kicked from the home of which I was destined to be the ornament, only a half crown in my pocket--smuggled there by an indulgent mother, who dreaded her husband's wrath. I knew that the money would purchase me a rasher of bacon and half a dozen pots of half-and-half, but that would not support me forever, you know, and it was necessary that I should stir these stumps which my heartless father had ridiculed.
       "With this idea I exchanged my elegant suit of black clothes which I was wearing, and dressed myself in others of a less attractive nature; and I will also state that I received a half crown from the Hebrew with whom I traded--a piece of generosity on his part as unexpected as any thing I ever met in this world.
       "After I had made the exchange I hardly knew myself, and I thought with joy that if my father's heart relented, he would not be able to discover me in the disguise which I wore. In fact, it was perfect; and for the purpose of testing it, I went to Hyde Park, and stood near the ring, and as the noble lords and ladies passed me--those, I mean, with whom I was on visiting terms--it made my heart swell to think that they did not even deign to look at me."
       "I have no doubt of it," said Smith, dryly; and the fact of his being an Englishman made him appreciate the story of Steel Spring the more.
       "I quitted Hyde Park, and to preserve my spirits I went to a public house, and drank a full quart of beer--a feat which I had often performed, but never with such good will. The proprietor of the house noticed the ready manner in which I emptied his pewter, and then surveying my legs, judged, very rightly, that I would make an excellent pot boy. He hinted at his want of assistance, and made me an offer of a crown a week, and the privilege of drinking the slops left in the pots. He did not have to make the proposal twice; I accepted without delay, donned a white apron, and the intended ambassador to the classic land of song and ruins went to work supplying workmen with beer and pipes. No one, to have looked at me in the bar room, would have mistrusted my noble birth, and I have often thought of the singular freaks of fortune. Some are raised by the magic wand, and others are depressed. How little did the nobility, as they gazed on my fair face, when an infant, think that the object of their admiration would one day become--"
       "Will you go on with the story, and drop the nobility?" demanded Fred.
       "With the greatest pleasure, because I bear them no love, they having dropped me at an early age. At that public house all of my misfortunes commenced; and, singularly enough, I had no serious suspicions, until I was arrested and lodged in prison, that the proprietor of the concern was a dealer in counterfeit silver. I had often observed that all the change that came from the bar was new, and looked as though fresh from the mint, but I didn't dream that it was counterfeit; and when a police officer nabbed me, and searched my pockets, and exhibited a few bad shillings, I thought I should die with shame, for I little suspected that I was the medium through which the money was circulated.
       "I protested my innocence, but the wretches said that my appearance was not in my favor, and that my sweet face was certain to lead me to the gallows; and faith, I was afraid that it had, yet my pride did not permit me to send for my parents and the nobility, a word from whom would have set me free."
       "Steer clear of the nobility, if you please," cried Fred.
       "All right, sir; well, would you believe it, the villains had the audacity to arraign me before the beak, when I pleaded not guilty, and dared them to the proof.
       "I have a faint recollection that my defiance availed me but little, for I was brought in guilty; and when the old beak sentenced me to transportation for twenty years, he took occasion to say that I was the worst looking prisoner he had seen for many years. I thought, even then, how much respect he would feel, were he but aware that I was connected with the nobility--"
       "Never mind the nobility," broke in Fred.
       "I don't intend to, hereafter, as I think that I am better off without their acquaintance. Well, in a few days I was put on board of a ship, with a number of other distinguished gentlemen, and I started on my long voyage to Australia.
       "Jim Gulpin was one of the passengers, and I early made his acquaintance, and won his friendship by a few acts of kindness, which distinguished strangers should always extend to each other. In fact, I became so useful to the officers of the ship that I was installed as an assistant cook; and when I was obliged to part with them, owing to the pressing solicitations of the wretch who has the charge of the hulks at Hobson's Bay, I don't think that there was a dry eye on board, from the captain to my illustrious commander, the chief cook.
       "Owing to good recommendations, I was set at work doing scullion's duty at the hulks--a situation which I filled to the satisfaction not only of myself, but to the officers who had charge of me. I got plenty to eat, for I looked out for that, and I think that I should have served out my time with great contentment had I not learned that my old friend Gulpin had made his escape, but not until he had done for one of his keepers. A sudden desire to travel possessed me; I longed to see the world, to be free, and accumulate wealth so that I could return to London, and astonish the nobility and my hard-hearted parents.
       "I watched my chance, and one day when I was on a visit to Melbourne for the purpose of carrying a bundle for one of the keepers, I thought I would begin my travels; so I started on a dog trot, in a direction opposite from the hulks, and when a pistol was discharged at my fine form, it had the effect of quickening my pace materially. Finding that the shot had no effect, the keeper ran after me; but what chance do you suppose he had with me, the possessor of such a pair of legs? In five minutes I had run him out of sight, but after I got outside of the city I did not lessen my speed, for I recollected that there was a mounted police force in Melbourne, and that they had a fancy for scouring the country in search of escaped convicts.
       "With nothing to eat, excepting what I was enabled to steal--I don't mean steal--but then I didn't pay for such as I got, because I had no money in my pocket--I managed to subsist, and by skulking in the woods during daylight, and travelling at night, I struggled on, undetected.
       "I used to visit encampments, and load myself with every thing that I considered necessary for my happiness, and by such means I soon was enabled to dispense with my convict suit, which was calculated to attract more attention than was desirable.
       "A number of miners must have been greatly astonished, upon awakening in the morning, to find that most of their stores were gone, and perhaps they attributed their disappearance to magic. If they did they were wrong, for I hold myself personally responsible, and intend some day to settle for all that I took, and I will not only pay interest, but principal also. Can any thing be more honorable?"
       "But how are you to know whom to settle with?" demanded Fred.
       "That is none of my business," replied Steel Spring, with a cunning leer. "It is sufficient for me to know that I am ready to settle when the bills are presented, and I don't consider that I am bound to hunt all over the world for the purpose of finding my creditors."
       "Your ideas are certainly original, and deserving of consideration," returned Fred, amused at the fellow's impudence. "But finish your history."
       "By such honorable means I was enabled to work my way along, striving to reach the mines, where I expected to earn an independence, when one day I fell in with a few notorious characters called bushrangers. The villains searched me, expecting to find gold, thinking that a gentleman of my respectable appearance must be loaded with wealth; but for the honor of mankind I am glad to say that they didn't get so much as a shilling piece.
       "The robbers, intensely disgusted, swore that I must go with them, as their captain wanted a cook; and although I insisted that I was not qualified for the station which they intended to elevate me to, they only replied that I must either be hanged or work. I need not tell you which I preferred.
       "When I was taken prisoner I had a large supply of provisions on my back, and they asked me why I hadn't stolen more while my hand was in. In vain I protested that I was innocent of crime. I was laughed at and marched off towards this forest, when their renowned captain was introduced to me, and who should he prove to be but my old friend, Jim Gulpin.
       "Of course, I was at home at once, and for many months I shared the meals and confidence of my illustrious commander; but at length getting dissatisfied with my share of the prize money, I procured a dishonorable discharge, and went off to the mines in the night time, where I managed to subsist by my honesty."
       "You mean," replied Smith, "that you were afraid of being dishonest, as the miners have a summary method of disposing of thieves."
       Steel Spring grinned, as though he didn't wish to gainsay the truth of the remark.
       "But about the buried money. You have said nothing about that," I observed.
       "I knew that there was money buried there, because one day Gulpin sent his gang away on an expedition, and then started me after a sheep, (no offence to the old shepherd.) I thought something was up, so instead of hurrying to do his bidding I skulked around until he thought I was out of the way, and then I saw him dig a hole and put a bag into the earth and cover it up, and try and make the place appear as though it had not been disturbed. I smelt a rat, but never let on that I knew any thing of the matter, and it was not until I heard that Jim and Darnley's gangs were destroyed that I thought I would visit my old haunts and endeavor to get rich at once. I have been in the neighborhood a week, skulking about to see if any other person was lurking near for the same object as myself, and you may imagine my surprise when I saw four men marching up to take possession of that which I considered my own."
       "Do you still entertain the same opinion?" I inquired.
       "My opinion since I have entered your service is your opinion, for you are four and I'm one;" and Steel Spring, with a contented look, knocked the ashes from his pipe, and gathered up the remains of our dinner and placed them in the cart with wonderful despatch.
       "We will trust you," said Fred, after scanning the man's face; "but if you serve us a trick we shall remember it."
       "You will find it for your interest to do so," was the composed reply, and bidding him follow, we took our rifles and led the way towards the buried treasure. _
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Introduction
Chapter 1. First Thoughts Of Going To Australia...
Chapter 2. Morning In Australia...
Chapter 3. Travelling In Australia...
Chapter 4. Eating Broiled Kangaroo Meat...
Chapter 5. The Solitary Stockman...
Chapter 6. Adventure With A Dog...
Chapter 7. Black Darnley's Villany...
Chapter 8. An Expedition...
Chapter 9. The Stockman's Daughter...
Chapter 10. Desperate Deeds Of Two Convicts....
Chapter 11. Sagacity Of A Dog...
Chapter 12. Discovery Of A Masonic Ring...
Chapter 13. The Stockman And His Parrot...
Chapter 14. Discovery Of Stolen Treasures In The Stockman's Cellar
Chapter 15. Dying Confession Of Jim Gulpin, The Robber
Chapter 16. A Forced March Towards Melbourne
Chapter 17. Triumphal Entry Into Melbourne
Chapter 18. Large Fire In Melbourne...
Chapter 19. Pardon Of Smith And The Old Stockman...
Chapter 20. Duel Between Fred And An English Lieutenant
Chapter 21. Preparations For The Search For Gulpin's Buried Treasures
Chapter 22. Departure From Melbourne...
Chapter 23. Arrival At The Old Stockman's Hut...
Chapter 24. Robbery Of The Cart...
Chapter 25. Steel Spring's History
Chapter 26. Finding Of The Treasure
Chapter 27. Capture Of All Hands, By The Bushrangers
Chapter 28. Opportune Arrival Of Lieutenant Murden And His Force, Rout Of The Bushrangers
Chapter 29. Revenge Of The Bushrangers...
Chapter 30. Perilous Situation During The Fire...
Chapter 31. Capture Of The Bushrangers, And Death Of Nosey
Chapter 32. Return To The Stockman's Hut...
Chapter 33. Recovery Of The Gold...
Chapter 34. The Bully Of Ballarat...
Chapter 35. Ballarat Customs, After A Duel
Chapter 36. Arrival At Ballarat...
Chapter 37. Finding Of A 110 Lb. Nugget...
Chapter 38. Incidents In Life At Ballarat
Chapter 39. Attempt Of The Housebreaker.--Attack By The Snake
Chapter 40. Death Of The Burglar By The Snake
Chapter 41. Visit To Snakes' Paradise
Chapter 42. Flight From The Snakes...
Chapter 43. Triumphant Entry Into Ballarat, With The Bushrangers
Chapter 44. Thrashing A Bully
Chapter 45. A Young Girl's Adventures In Search Of Her Lover
Chapter 46. A Marriage, And An Elopement
Chapter 47. Collecting Taxes Of The Miners
Chapter 48. Murden And Steel Spring Arrive From Melbourne
Chapter 49. Catching A Tarl As Well As A Cassiowary
Chapter 50. Arrival Of Smith.--Attempt To Burn The Store
Chapter 51. Attempt To Burn The Store
Chapter 52. The Attempt To Murder Mr. Critchet
Chapter 53. Opportune Arrival Of Mr. Brown...
Chapter 54. The Way The Colonists Obtain Wives In Australia
Chapter 55. Adventures At Dan Brian's Drinking-House
Chapter 56. Adventures Continued
Chapter 57. More Of The Same Sort
Chapter 58. Convalescence Of Mr. Critchet, And Our Discharge From The Criminal Docket
Chapter 59. Our Teamster Barney, And His Wife
Chapter 60. Mike Finds The Large "Nugget"
Chapter 61. The Result Of Growing Rich Too Rapidly
Chapter 62. The Flour Speculation...
Chapter 63. The Same, Continued
Chapter 64. Mr. Brown's Discharge From The Police Force...
Chapter 65. The Expedition After Bill Swinton's Buried Treasures
Chapter 66. Journey After The Buried Treasure
Chapter 67. The Hunt For The Buried Treasure
Chapter 68. The Island Ghost...
Chapter 69. Capture Of The Ghost
Chapter 70. The Ghost And The Bushrangers
Chapter 71. Sam Tyrell And The Ghost
Chapter 72. Finding The Buried Treasure
Chapter 73. The Escape From The Fire
Chapter 74. Arrival At Mr. Wright's Station
Chapter 75. Supper...
Chapter 76. Mike Tumbles Into The River...
Chapter 77. Capture Of The Bushrangers
Chapter 78. Punishing The Bully
Chapter 79. Mr. Wright's Farm...
Chapter 80. Journey Back To Ballarat
Chapter 81. Steel Spring In The Field...
Chapter 82. Same Continued.--Death Of Ross
Chapter 83. Arrest Of Fred.--Trip To Melbourne, And Its Results