Nat Gould

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Nat Gould,  A Lad of Mettle

“ My name is Edgar Foster.’
‘What! the young fellow who saved the skipper’s baby from the wreck of the Distant Shore?’ exclaimed Walter Hepburn.
‘Yes,’ said Edgar sadly; ‘we were the only two saved.’
‘Give me your hand, lad,’ said Walter Hepburn; ‘I’m proud to shake it. Here, lads, give three cheers for Edgar Foster!’
The men gave three ringing cheers, that echoed far and wide.
It made Edgar’s heart beat fast to hear them in this wild country.
Good deeds make themselves known and felt the wide world over, and their influence can make men better even in a wilderness.
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Nat Gould,  A Lad of Mettle

“ They saw Yacka quietly surveying the scene, and wondered why he did not join in.
‘He is waiting for a favourable opportunity,’ said Edgar. ‘Those men behind the trees have not moved yet.’
The cries of the fighting blacks became more and more wild and furious. They looked like fiends dancing about in a frenzy, and dealing blows on every hand. One huge fellow, a chief of the Enooma, did terrible execution with an enormous weapon which he whirled about like a battle-axe, and Edgar and Will watched him with a fascination that deadened all sense of their own danger if the tribe suffered defeat.
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Source: Gutenberg

Nat Gould,  A Lad of Mettle

“ They were now in a richly-stocked chamber of large size, the colours on the rock and the roof being of a dazzling white, like alabaster. In a recess at the end was a white recumbent figure, resting on a huge salmon-coloured slab, from which hung down like drapery a yellow-tinted curtain of stone, with red-veined tracery running through it in all manner of intricate shapes and ways.
Before this stone figure, resting upon its hard bed, knelt the black figure of Yacka, standing out with extraordinary distinctness from his white surroundings.
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Source: Gutenberg

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