“Mr. Murden did not send you here to jest, did he?” asked Fred, a little sternly.

“O, by no means; and I didn’t mean any ’arm by vot I said.  Please don’t say anything to the lieutenant.”

We promised; and Steel Spring turned to go, quite satisfied.  Just as he reached the door, he stopped, and drew a very dirty-looking letter from his bosom, and handed it to us.

“I’d almost forgotten that Lieutenant Murden sent this letter by me.  Good night.  I’ll see you again to-morrow some time, but it will be late in the evening;” and with these words he stole from the store as noiselessly as a serpent creeping towards a paroquet sleeping on a gum tree.

We broke the flaming red seal of our friend’s letter, and read as follows:—­

    MELBOURNE, Jan. 24th, 18—.

My dear friends:  You may believe that I was astonished when I got your letter.  Such damnable scrapes as you two are always getting into, warrants me in saying that a keeper is needed in your store to take the entire charge of you.  I wish that I could get away for a few days; I’d run up and lend you a helping hand to clear up that shocking affair.

As I can’t leave, I send Steel Spring, agreeable to request.  May you make the most of him, for such a liar never went unhanged.  As an incentive to stir himself in your behalf, I thrashed him like the devil on the afternoon that he left, and promised a repetition unless he obeyed orders, and followed your directions to the letter.

I find that the oftener I lick him the better he likes me; and he actually pretended to feel grieved at parting.  I have great hope that he will live long enough to be honest; but I have reasonable doubts of the scheme, and it would not surprise me any day to hear that he had taken to the bush.  Still, I must say that I find him useful in a number of ways; and a better detective cannot be found in the country, for no matter what I have placed him on, he has followed it up until the mystery was unravelled.

Yesterday, a ship load of interesting girls, many of them in interesting conditions, arrived from England, being sent out by a society for the prevention of pauperism, or something like it.  They are intended as wives for us poor colonists; and I wish that you had been here, to have seen the fun and the rush for the first choice.  The ship was surrounded by boats, until at length the crowd was so great I had to take twenty-five men, and hire a steamboat to carry us down the river, to where the vessel was lying.  The uproar and confusion was great—­terrific.

Men wanted their first pick, and swore frightfully when they couldn’t be gratified.  The women all wanted stout, healthy husbands, and rich ones at that, and they shrieked some when told that they must take them by lot.

However, sooner than go unmarried, the girls at length consented to any arrangement that