ngers than to land travel.
"I wish we could go by water," he said.
"So do I, Jack, but unfortunately Bendigo happens to be inland. However,
you've got good stout legs, and can get along as well as the thousands
that do go. Besides, it will give us a fine chance to see the country."
"Ye-es," said Jack doubtfully, for he had very little of the traveller's
curiosity that prompts so many to visit strange lands.
"There's another difficulty besides the mud," continued Harry
thoughtfully.
"What's that?"
"The bushrangers."
"Who are they?"
"Haven't you heard of them?" asked Harry in surprise.
"I heard two men speaking of them last night, but I didn't take much
notice."
"They are highwaymen--robbers, who wander about and attack parties of
miners and travellers, and unless successfully resisted, strip them of
all their property."
"Are we likely to meet them?" said Jack eagerly.
"I hope not; but we stand a chance of doing so."
"When are we going to start?" asked Jack with alacrity.
"Do you want to meet these gentlemen, Jack?" inquired Harry with a
smile.
"There'll be some fun about it," responded Jack.
Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't think there'll be much fun about being robbed," he said. "I
would rather they would give us a wide berth, for my part."
Jack did not answer, but from that time he was eager to set out for the
mines. The hint of danger invested the journey with a charm it had not
hitherto possessed in his eyes.
While the boys were conversing, a tall man, with heavy black whiskers
and wearing a rough suit and a slouch hat, appeared to listen
attentively. At this point he rose from his seat, and lounged over to
where Harry and Jack were seated.
"Young gentlemen," he said, "do I understand that you are thinking of
going to the mines?"
"Yes, sir," answered Harry, surveying his inquirer with some attention.
"And you talk of going to Bendigo?"
"Yes; do you know anything about the place?"
"I ought to. I only came from there last month."
"What luck did you have there, may I ask?"
"Pretty fair. I brought back about a hundred and fifty pounds in gold
dust:"
"And how long were you there?"
"Four weeks."
"That is pretty good pay for the time."
"That's so, especially as I made little or nothing the first three
weeks. I struck it rich the last week."
"What do you say to that, Jack?" said Harry, turning to his companion;
"nearly eight hundred dollars in a
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