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attacked him and his friends with lances, again heard of. The intention announced pikes, arrows, and other missiles. Park was to visit the Friendly Islands, New defended himself vigorously for a long Guinea, and Van Diemen's Land. No time; but at last, after throwing every- news of the expedition having reached thing in the canoe overboard, being over- France, Admiral D’Entrecasteaux was depowered by numbers, and seeing no chance spatched on a voyage of search, 1792-93: of getting the canoe past, he took hold of fruitlessly. Years rolled on, and the mysone of the white men and jumped into the terious fate of La Pérouse and his comriver; Martyn did the same; and the whole panions excited much interest, and became were drowned in their attempt to escape the theme of poets, stories, and laments. by swimming. One black remained in the Long afterwards, Captain Dillon, in. canoe, the other two being killed ; and he command of an East Indiaman, called cried for mercy. The canoe fell into the at Tucopia, one of the New Hebrides hands of the natives. Amadi Fatouma (a Islands, in 1826. He found a silver swordguide, who was not present at this final hilt, and other articles of French make, scene), on being freed from his irons, three and learned from the natives that two months afterwards, ascertained these facts ships had been wrecked at Mallicolo, from the native who had survived the another island in the group, nearly forty catastrophe."
years before, leaving numerous fragmentsLeichhardt-shall we ever know where on the beach. Taking up this as a clue, and when he died ? Friedrich Wilhelm the French government sent out M. Ludwig Leichhardt was a Prussian, who Dumont d'Urville in the following year, to went to Australia just about thirty years make researches. At Mallicolo he found ago, and rambled about in search of natural several articles of European manufacture, history specimens. In 1844-45 he made a in the possession of the natives; who, after venturesome journey from the east coast to some reluctance, and under the temptation the north coast of that country, under the of a gift of a piece of red cloth, pointed patronage of Governor Sir Thomas Mitchell. out a spot where anchors, canvas, and shipHe went where no European had ever sheathing lay near the dry land, at a depth before been, and did his work well ; but, of about twenty feet in the sea. The traduring three thousand miles of travel, he dition among the natives was that, on a suffered terrible privations. So far from certain dark and stormy night, the ships being tired out, however, he started off struck; that one speedily sunk, and only again, in the very next year, on a much thirty of the crew were saved ; that the more daring expedition—to cross the whole other went to pieces, but without entailbreadth of Australia from east to west, ing the loss of her crew; that the striking as near to the actual centre as he survivors used up the shattered timbers could. The last that was heard of him was to build a schooner, which work occupied in April, 1848. How far he penetrated, them seven moons or months; that they when and how he died, perhaps we shall sailed away, and were never more seen. never know ; for all his companions seem Therefore, whether the hapless commander to have perished with him. Once now lost his life at Mallicolo, or in some other and then, the Australian newspapers give part of the vast Pacific, we shall probably bits of rumour about relics of poor Leich- never know. hardt; but they fail of verification when Nothing can more clearly show the diftested. The belief is that he perished far ference between intense cold and intense in the interior of the vast continent, at heat, especially when the latter is accomsome point which no other white man has panied by damp vapours, on the human ever visited.
frame, than the small sacrifice of life among Whether La Pérouse was entrapped and the explorers of the icy regions, compared murdered by South Sea aborigines, or with that which has marked the course of whether he and his men found a watery African travel. During the fifty or sixty grave by shipwreck, is not certainly known. years of voyaging, boating, sledging, and In 1787, with the good ships Bussole and foot-wandering that have been experienced Astrolabe, M. De la Pérouse (or Peyrouse) by Parry, the two Rosses, Richardson, left France on a voyage of discovery to Back, Hood, Franklin, Lyon, Crozier, Fitzthe South Seas. He refitted at Sydney, in James, Kellett, Moore, Richardson, Rae, 1788, at the very time when Governor Collinson, M'Clure, Penny, Austin, M'ClinPhillip was establishing our first colony intock, Sherard Osborn, Inglefield, Belcher, those regions. The two ships started, but Kane, and others, the loss of life has really not a single man of either crew was ever been very small, notwithstanding the almost incredible hardships undergone. of the Mackenzie River. Fourth, Sir Ships and boats have been abandoned in James Ross went to search in the creeks. great number; but the commanders and and nooks near Lancaster Sound. No crews have, by some means or other, con- tidings of Franklin having been met with trived to reach home in safety, with only a by any of these explorers, redoubled efforts few exceptions. The great loss is that of were made in 1850. No less than eight Sir John Franklin, with the whole of his expeditions were sent out. Captains Colofficers and men. He had already known linson and M'Clure, to Behring's Straits ; what privation is, in an earlier journey. In Sir John Ross, to Wellington Channel ; 1820, and two following years, he and his Captains Penny and Stewart, to Lancaster party went from the Hudson's Bay Com- Sound; other vessels, under Captains pany's territories to the icy regions and Austin, Ommaney, M'Clintock, Osborn, back again, in boat and on foot, a distance and Forsyth, in various directions. The of more than five thousand miles. During Americans lent a kindly aid, by sending out the last days of their return journey they an expedition under Lieutenant de Haven. fed upon the few wretched bits of scanty Another year came, and 1851 witnessed a lichen which they could grub up from the new series of expeditions. Rae started ground; and on one particular day “they on an overland journey, to reach the icy ate the remains of their old shoes, and regions by way of the Esquimaux country'; whatever scraps of leather they had, to Kennedy went to Regent's Inlet, Inglefield strengthen their stomachs for the fatigues to Baffin's Bay, Beleher to Wellington of the journey.”. Still they did return. Channel, Pullen to Beechey Island, Osborn That which is known as the Franklin to Wellington Channel, Kellett and M'ClinExpedition, so many features of which are tock to Melville Island. All these brave involved in mystery, and the interest in men were encouraged to add to the prewhich has by no means died out, was later viously acquired stock of knowledge conin date by a quarter of a century. Twenty- cerning the geography and hydrography of seven years ago, that is in 1845, Sir John those desolate regions, but were at the same Franklin, Captain Crozier, and Captain time told that their chief duty was to search Fitz-James, with crews of a hundred and for Franklin. The year 1853 was marked thirty men, set sail in the Erebus and by the starting of other expeditions, under Terror, each ship provided with a small Trollope and Kennedy, to Behring's Straits, steam-engine and propeller for occasional Inglefield to Wellington Channel, and Kane use, and with every necessary and com- to Smith's Sound. After these, at various fort that forethought and liberality could intervals, other searching parties set forth ; suggest. In July of the same year the Mr. Anderson went from the Hudson's Bay ships were seen moored to an iceberg in territories to the Esquimaux regions; CapBaffin's Bay, the opening scene of most of tain M'Clintock explored in and around the Arctic expeditions; but, so far as is King William's Island; other navigators known, no white man ever again saw the have pursued the search from time to time; explorers alive. The ships were stored for while Mr. Hall, an American, has made five years; still it occasioned surprise that repeated journeys to Esquimaux regions no news reached England from them where he thought information might be throughout 1846 and 1847.
picked up. The Admiralty, rendered anxious by this What, then, is the sum total of our ominous silence, resolved to send out present knowledge of the gallant old Sir searching-parties. Never has been known John's fate? We say old, for he was an a more remarkable and determined series elderly man when he started, with a conof voyages and journeys than those which stitution much weakened by maladies are collectively known, and deservedly and fatigues in earlier life. Some of the known, as the Search for Franklin. First, searches made in 1850-51 brought to light in 1848, was sent out the Plover, under scraps of paper, empty meat-tins, sheds in Captain Maguire, to go as far as he could which smiths and carpenters had evidently in the direction supposed to have been worked, the graves of three sailors of the taken by Franklin. Second, in the winter Erebus and Terror, and other relics, suffiof the same year, Captains Kellett and cient to show that Franklin had passed the Moore were sent to Behring's Straits, to winter of 1845-46 in Wellington Channel. explore from that region north-eastward. The next information obtained was more Third, in 1849, Sir John Richardson and important, and far more tragical. Doctor Doctor Rae started off to examine the Rae, one of the most skilful and intrepid shores of the Arctic Sea, near the mouth | of the Hudson's Bay Company's officers,
went overland to the peninsula of Boothia, Livingstone is even now several years where he found that the Esquimaux had in younger than Franklin was at the time of their possession articles of plate once evi- his death; he has an iron constitution; dently belonging to some of Franklin's and so far as mens' speculations are worth officers. They told a story of two ships anything, we shall see him again. having been wrecked among the ice, and of dead bodies presenting signs of having LELGARDE'S INHERITANCE. been partly eaten by famishing men. Rae was unable to learn anything further. When IN TWELVE CHAPTERS. CHAPTER I. the direful news reached England an earnest We were sitting over the fire, my sister desire was evinced to follow up the clue- Lelgarde and I, in our London lodgings, not by the Government, who were unwilling she busy with the scraps of velvet and satin to incur further expenditure, but by Lady which grew, under her fingers, into all sorts Franklin and the public. The overcoming of pretty saleable devices, I leaning back of numberless difficulties at length enabled in an arm-chair, tired out, after a long day Captain M'Clintock, in 1859, to discover, spent in trying to drive the rudiments of on King William's Island, buttons and grammar and arithmetic into unwilling medals once belonging to Franklin's men; little heads. I remember that I was feel. then a skeleton, with soraps of clothing ing very doleful that foggy November around it; then a heap of stones, in which evening—I had heard that some of the was a copper cylinder containing a written families where I daily gave lessons were paper; and around the spot a confused heap going away, and another, on whose pay. of clothing, stores, and instruments. The ment I had reckoned, had disappointed me, paper, unquestionably authentic, and of in- so that I looked forward with unusual dread tense interest, recorded the fact that Frank- to Monday morning and its weekly bills ; lin wintered in 1845-46 at Beechey Island, and as I watched my Lelgarde's slender and in 1846-47 on or near King William's fingers and graceful bending head, it seemed Land; that in June, 1847, Sir John died, more than ever cruel that her young
life worn out; that in April
, 1848, Captain should be passed in this long grind of Crozier, and the remainder of the crews poverty. Suddenly she looked up and (of whom more than one hundred still spoke: lived) abandoned the ships, which had Joan, do you recollect what happens been hopelessly locked up in the ice for next Tuesday more than a year and a half. Here the "What happened on that day one-andnarrative ended; but it appears pretty twenty years ago, you mean, do certain that Crozier and his men meant to I responded, with a recollection of the tiny try, by sledging, boating, and walking, to red morsel which I, a ten years old child, reach some of the trading ports of the Xud- had then held so proudly and carefally in son's Bay Company. Armed with this sad my arms. news, M'Clintock resolved to make a little ** What happens next Tuesday ? Do further search. He found a boat mounted you call my coming of age nothing?" on a sledge, portions of two skeletons in Bless her, poor darling! What was the the boat, and near at hand, boots, slippers, use of coming of age with nothing to come watches, guns, books, and various trifling to? But I was not going to sadden her, articles. This was obviously only the be- so I swallowed my sigh as I had swallowed ginning of a series of tragic scenes ; but plenty before it. She went on: M'Clintock, anxious to make known what “ Joan, I should like to do something on he had discovered, returned to England in my birthday-something grand.” 1859. Thirteen years have since elapsed, “If I can get an hour in the afternoon, and a few further discoveries have been we might go to the Kensington Museum," made; but many amongst us, especially I suggested, that being hitherto our wildest his noble-hearted widow, feel that there dream of dissipation. ought still to be other things achieved, in Lelgarde made a little rebellious face, search of Franklin's papers and relics. and shook her head.
A comparison : Sir John Franklin, we “ Won't that do? What then? Only know from these sad but scanty records, remember, it must be cheap." died in a little more than two years after “Might we not invite Harry Goldie leaving England for the last time. The to tea?" asked Lelgarde, glancing half indomitable Livingstone, we know from timidly, half mischievously in my face. scattered data, was living five years after I tried to look wise. his departure to a very different region. "Harry Goldie, my dear, is a young
man,” I said, severely; at which she broke answer. So down we went in the cold to into one of her rare peals of laughter. the studio belonging to the great artist,
“Nobody can deny that, Joan; but what Mr. Lascelles, to whom Harry had been follows?"
colour-mixer, papil, assistant, almost son, “Why, it follows, my dear, that you for some time before we had come to being a young woman, and I not a very old lodge in the house, now six years ago. To one, I think Harry Goldie will be just as make no acquaintances had been my fixed well taking his tea by himself; and that rule from the moment when my mother's reminds me that you promised not to call death left me in charge of my young sister; him Harry."
yet, before we had been a month in the “Did I? It slips out somehow; but house, we were not only friendly, but income, Joany, ask him to tea, and he shall timate with Harry Goldie. His frank face be Mr. Goldie, and nothing but Mr. Goldie, and pleasant greeting were positive reall the evening. Well, what now ?” freshment; and, by dint of being always in
She was quick to read the objections I the way when he was wanted, and out of did not utter, and her impatient little it when he was not wanted, always on the movement of head and hand drew out look out to do us any neighbourly kindness, more than I had intended to say.
and cheerily grateful to receive any in re“ You see, dear, many an acquaintance turn, Harry Goldie had become quite our that would be suitable enough for me, plain friend. My anxiety was to prevent his Joan Smith, would not do for you, Lel. becoming anything else. garde Atheling: I often feel that?"
The studio was brilliantly lighted, and “ Then I wish you would cease to feel it, the picture stood on its easel in the middle: Joan. What have the hateful Athelings a wonderful picture it was! Its history ever done for me? Have they not cast was this :—Some worthy people, whose me off altogether, and my father before money burnt in their pockets I should think, me? And what for ? Because he chose to had offered two hundred guineas to the marry the woman he loved, and such a painter of the best picture on a given subwoman as our mother!"
ject; the competitors being all young and “ They did not know what she was,” I poor artists, and the money to be spent on said, soothingly. “They only knew who à tour in Italy. The subject was from she was—a Mrs. Smith, the widow of an | Tennyson's song, "Too late—too late,” as army doctor.”
well I knew, seeing that Harry below stairs "Absurd pride !” said Lelgarde. "1 and Lelgarde above had been wailing its call it a sin-a sin I should scorn to be dreary burden everlastingly, till I was fit guilty of.” And up went her little haughty to hang myself. The canvas was dark, head, and she looked as proud as any representing a moonless, starless night; Atheling among them, and twice as beauti- all the light fell from the lamps of the reful, though they were a beautiful race. All treating virgins upon the central figurethe same, I thought she need not have the desolate purposeless figure, quite an fired up so fiercely at the idea of any dis- embodiment of the words "too late." parity between her and our artist fellow- " Where have I seen that before ?” was lodger.
my first thought; and then I saw at a At this moment a hurried knock at the glance that it was the image of Lelgarde. door was followed, before I could say, I looked reproachfully at Harry, but he “Come in,” by the apparition of a wild met my eyes so innocently, that to this day curly head, a young face clad in an untidy I believe he was unconscious of the likebeard, and a paint-bedaubed blouse hang- ness. “Out of the abundance of the heart ing loose on a broad pair of shoulders ; in the mouth speaketh ;” and a painter's fact, Harry Goldie himself, all dirty and brush is his mouth-piece, I suppose. He unkempt, and what Lelgarde called pic- closed the door, and looked, not at the turesque, from his afternoon's painting. picture, but into Lelgarde's eyes.
“I beg pardon again and again," he said, “ Well ?” he said, eagerly. humbly; "but my picture is quite finished She gave a little gasp of surprise. now, and I thought perhaps-just this once “Oh! Harry, it is not a picture, it is an -you would not mind coming down to inspiration. One can only think how one look at it, would you?”
hopes she got to heaven after all.” He spoke to me and looked at Lelgarde; * Please think, besides, that you hope I and there was small use in my demurring, may get to Italy," he cried. for she was on her feet directly, and “Oh, “Oh! you must get the prize; you can't of course we will come !" was her ready fail. Nobody could do better than this.”
“Ah! I am not so sure about that; but which often struck me as remarkable in at all events, you wish me good luck, do one, in other respects, so boyishly frank. you not, Miss Atheling, and Miss Smith?” Perhaps Lelgarde's feelings were keeping
Miss Smith came in rather lamely, it pace with mine, for she grew pale and must be confessed; but I forgave him, and silent, played with her food, and presently heartily wished him good luck. I did so left the table, and went, with a little shiver, want him to go quite away.
to the fire. “ When will you know about it?" I “I feel as if something were going to asked.
happen to-night,” she said, and the post“On Tuesday."
man's 'knock at that moment made her “Tuesday?" cried Lelgarde. “That is jump. We all laughed. my birthday. My birthday is sure to bring “I wonder you have not left off being you good luck : don't you think so ?” excited about the postman,” I said ; “ you
She held out her hand to him, frankly. know he never brings anything for us." It was high time to be gone, and so I I had scarcely done speaking, when the remarked, looking reproof at my foolish servant entered with a letter: still more child, who answered with a little toss, marvellous, a letter for Lelgarde. which said, “I will if I choose,” and so “Now, who can this be from ?" she we bade good-night to Harry Goldie, and said, turning it over, as people do, before climbed up the long flight of stairs to our resorting to the simple expedient of openthird story.
ing it. “What a stiff hand. It looks like Tuesday came, and it is unnecessary to a bill.” say that Harry Goldie came with it; of “No, thank goodness, it can't be that," course, Lelgarde had her own way. When I said, hastily. Lelgarde, my dear, what I returned from my day's work, I found is the matter ?” her in her one white dress, poor child, For Lelgarde, glancing over it, had flitting about the tea-table, putting little turned deadly white, and sunk down on a finishing touches to its adornment, colour-chair. Harry Goldie sprang towards her, ing and turning white again, fifty times in as if eager to defend her from something a minute, in that excitable way of hers. or somebody. I snatched the letter which Presently, a peal at the door-bell made her fell from her hand, saying: “I think it start.
must be a mistake.” I took it, I read it; “ There he is ! how glad I am! I know no, thank God, it was no mistake. I he has the prize."
knew in a moment that what I had some“How can you possibly tell ?”
times dwelt upon as a too improbable “How could any one possibly doubt, vision, had become a reality; that my Joan ? It was not a disappointed man, Lelgarde's poverty was over; her proper I am sure, that gave that pull at the bell. place was secured to her. The letter was But I will make assurance sure."
from Mr. Graves, the family lawyer of the My dear! not out on the public Athelings, and in it he informed Lelgarde stairs.' But she was off, and far below that Miss Atheling having died intestate, I heard the eager question and the cheery and having survived her sister and coanswer, and then up they came, Harry heiress, Miss Hilda Atheling, the estate sending his voice before him:
and house of Athelstanes, together with a “All right, Miss Smith ; wish me joy, I rent-roll of some thousands a year, beam off on Monday.”
came hers, as heir-at-law. I have a vague I did wish him joy heartily, and it was recollection of what followed. I remember not all because he was going, either; nay, hugging my Lelgarde, and seeing her as I sat behind the teapot, and saw him cry and laugh in turns, and I remember, as making frightful inroads on the bread-and- in a dream, the face of Harry Goldie, lookbutter, I began to reflect how dull the ing as if he thought the truest kindness house and the world in general would be, would be to procure me a strait-waistcoat when his bright face was gone.
Besides, and medical assistance instantly. But when I pitied the lad; it was sad to think that I had explained it all to him, his honest there were no parents, no brothers and face grew blanker still; he tried to mumble sisters, to share in his gladness: only we, out some congratulations, and broke down. who, after all, were nothing to him. Be- “I had no idea this was likely to hapyond the fact that he was an orphan, and pen,” he said, ruefully. owed everything to Mr. Lascelles' kind. “Who could have any idea of it ?" cried ness, Harry had never let out a word about Lelgarde, “ who could suppose that, after his antecedents or belongings, a reserve all her denunciations, my old cousin Ethel.