camp, and Dunmore used frequently to say that Lizzie was worth three extra
troopers. One of the most extraordinary things about her -- and she was
not unique, for all the Australian blacks are alike constituted in this
respect -- was the facility with which she seemed to rupture all the
natural ties of kinship and affection. Her own tribe -- her father,
mother, sisters, all were apparently wiped from her mind as completely as
writing is removed from a slate by a sponge; or, if ever remembered, it was
never with any mark of regret.



AN AUSTRALIAN SEARCH PARTY -- II.

BY CHARLES H. EDEN.


BETWEEN one and two o'clock, the report of a little swivel gun, with which
the taffrail of the 'Daylight' was armed, echoed over the bay, and
announced to the party that all was in readiness. In a very few minutes we
were all mustered on the beach, looking, I must confess, remarkably like
brigands, in our slouching and high-crowned Californian hats, coatless, and
with shirt-sleeves either tucked up or cut off above the elbow, which, with
the carbine that each man carried in his hand, and the revolvers, knives,
etc., stuck into the waist-belts, made our 'tout ensemble' such, that I am
convinced no honest citizen, with a plethoric purse, who saw us thus for
the first time, would have felt quite at his ease in our company. With a
ringing cheer from the townspeople assembled on the beach, under the shade
of the big trees, we shoved off, and, manned by willing hands, the cable
rattled in, in a fashion that must have astonished the old windlass,
accustomed to the leisurely proceedings that usually obtained on board the