ven Mount Plumstead, would
have an uncommonly nice sound, and I do want to be famous."

"There is fame of a sort within the reach of everyone," answered Mr.
Wallis quietly.

"What sort of fame?" asked Rupert quickly. He had been very silent
before, leaving it to the others to do most of the talking.

Mr. Wallis smiled, and his middle-aged countenance took on a look of
lofty nobility as he said slowly: "We can each impress ourselves on our
fellows in such a way that so long as life lasts they must remember us
because of some act or acts for the good of suffering humanity, and
that, after all, is the fame that lasts longest and is at the same time
most worth having. We can't all be explorers, you know, for there would
not be enough bays, mountains, and that sort of thing to go round; but
there are always people in need of help, pity, and comfort."

"I wanted to be a doctor," said Rupert in a voice that was more bitter
than he guessed. "But who ever heard of a lame doctor? Everyone would be
howling for the physician to heal himself."

"There is no reason why you should not be a doctor that I can see: not
if you do not mind hard work that is," said Mr. Wallis. "I have known
lame doctors and hump-backed doctors too; indeed one's own disability
would serve to make one all the more keen on doing one's best for other
people. In the Colony, too, there is not the money bar that exists in
the old country, because anyone can rise from the gutter here to any
position almost that he may choose to occupy, and you are not in the
gutter by any means."

"Not quite," replied Rupert with a laugh, and a lift of his head like
Nealie.

The tour of the harbour took so long that they did not get back to the
city until the afternoon, and then their kind host carried them off to
tea at the Botanical Gardens, which were one of the finest sights that
any of them had seen. Ducky fairly screamed with delight at the lovely
flowers, while Don and Billykins could hardly be induced to leave the
ornamental waters where the water fowl congregated looking for food.

Nealie and Mr. Wallis came in search of them when tea was ready, and
found them absorbed in watching a toucan from America and a rhinoceros
hornbill from Africa, which appeared to have struck up a friendship from
the fact that they were both aliens.

"Come to tea, boys; you can inspect those creatures later if you want
to," said Mr. Wallis.

"I say, Nealie, what does the toucan want