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he delay； had decided to take the whale…boat in which the prisoners had returned； and catch a few fish before dinner； observed him laughing with some of the others； and again congratulated himself。
The time wore on。 Darkness was closing in； and Mr。 Bates； walking the deck； kept a look…out for the boat； with the intention of weighing anchor and making for the Bar。 All was secure。 Mrs。 Vickers and the child were safely below。 The two remaining soldiers （two had gone with Frere） were upon deck； and the prisoners in the forecastle were singing。 The wind was fair； and the sea had gone down。 In less than an hour the Osprey would be safely outside the harbour。
CHAPTER VIII。
THE POWER OF THE WILDERNESS。
The drifting log that had so strangely served as a means of saving Rufus Dawes swam with the current that was running out of the bay。 For some time the burden that it bore was an insensible one。 Exhausted with his desperate struggle for life； the convict lay along the rough back of this Heaven…sent raft without motion； almost without breath。 At length a violent shock awoke him to consciousness； and he perceived that the log had become stranded on a sandy point； the extremity of which was lost in darkness。 Painfully raising himself from his uncomfortable posture； he staggered to his feet； and crawling a few paces up the beach； flung himself upon the ground and slept。
When morning dawned； he recognized his position。 The log had； in passing under the lee of Philip's Island； been cast upon the southern point of Coal Head； some three hundred yards from him were the mutilated sheds of the coal gang。 For some time he lay still； basking in the warm rays of the rising sun； and scarcely caring to move his bruised and shattered limbs。 The sensation of rest was so exquisite； that it overpowered all other considerations； and he did not even trouble himself to conjecture the reason for the apparent desertion of the huts close by him。 If there was no one therewell and good。 If the coal party had not gone； he would be discovered in a few moments； and brought back to his island prison。 In his exhaustion and misery； he accepted the alternative and slept again。
As he laid down his aching head； Mr。 Troke was reporting his death to Vickers； and while he still slept； the Ladybird； on her way out； passed him so closely that any one on board her might； with a good glass； have espied his slumbering figure as it lay upon the sand。
When he woke it was past midday； and the sun poured its full rays upon him。 His clothes were dry in all places； save the side on which he had been lying； and he rose to his feet refreshed by his long sleep。 He scarcely comprehended； as yet； his true position。 He had escaped； it was true； but not for long。 He was versed in the history of escapes； and knew that a man alone on that barren coast was face to face with starvation or recapture。 Glancing up at the sun； he wondered indeed； how it was that he had been free so long。 Then the coal sheds caught his eye； and he understood that they were untenanted。 This astonished him； and he began to tremble with vague apprehension。 Entering； he looked around； expecting every moment to see some lurking constable； or armed soldier。 Suddenly his glance fell upon the food rations which lay in the corner where the departing convicts had flung them the night before。 At such a moment； this discovery seemed like a direct revelation from Heaven。 He would not have been surprised had they disappeared。 Had he lived in another age； he would have looked round for the angel who had brought them。
By and by； having eaten of this miraculous provender； the poor creature began reckoning by his convict experienceto understand what had taken place。 The coal workings were abandoned； the new Commandant had probably other work for his beasts of burden to execute； and an absconder would be safe here for a few hours at least。 But he must not stay。 For him there was no rest。 If he thought to escape； it behoved him to commence his journey at once。 As he contemplated the meat and bread； something like a ray of hope entered his gloomy soul。 Here was provision for his needs。 The food before him represented the rations of six men。 Was it not possible to cross the desert that lay between him and freedom on such fare？ The very supposition made his heart beat faster。 It surely was possible。 He must husband his resources； walk much and eat little； spread out the food for one day into the food for three。 Here was six men's food for one day； or one man's food for six days。 He would live on a third of this； and he would have rations for eighteen days。 Eighteen days！ What could he not do in eighteen days？ He could walk thirty miles a day forty miles a daythat would be six hundred miles and more。 Yet stay； he must not be too sanguine； the road was difficult； the scrub was in places impenetrable。 He would have to make d閠ours； and turn upon his tracks； to waste precious time。 He would be moderate； and say twenty miles a day。 Twenty miles a day was very easy walking。 Taking a piece of stick from the ground； he made the calculation in the sand。 Eighteen days； and twenty miles a daythree hundred and sixty miles。 More than enough to take him to freedom。 It could be done！ With prudence； it could be done！ He must be careful and abstemious！ Abstemious！ He had already eaten too much； and he hastily pulled a barely…tasted piece of meat from his mouth； and replaced it with the rest。 The action which at any other time would have seemed disgusting； was； in the case of this poor creature； merely pitiable。
Having come to this resolution； the next thing was to disencumber himself of his irons。 This was more easily done than he expected。 He found in the shed an iron gad； and with that and a stone he drove out the rivets。 The rings were too strong to be 〃ovalled〃；* or he would have been free long ago。 He packed the meat and bread together； and then pushing the gad into his beltit might be needed as a weapon of defencehe set out on his journey。
＇Footnote＇* Ovalled〃To oval〃 is a term in use among convicts； and means so to bend the round ring of the ankle fetter that the heel can be drawn up through it。
His intention was to get round the settlement to the coast； reach the settled districts； and； by some tale of shipwreck or of wandering； procure assistance。 As to what was particularly to be done when he found himself among free men； he did not pause to consider。 At that point his difficulties seemed to him to end。 Let him but traverse the desert that was before him； and he would trust to his own ingenuity； or the chance of fortune； to avert suspicion。 The peril of immediate detection was so imminent that； beside it； all other fears were dwarfed into insignificance。
Before dawn next morning he had travelled ten miles； and by husbanding his food； he succeeded by the night of the fourth day in accomplishing forty more。 Footsore and weary； he lay in a thicket of the thorny melaleuca； and felt at last that he was beyond pursuit。 The next day he advanced more slowly。 The bush was unpropitious。 Dense scrub and savage jungle impeded his path； barren and stony mountain ranges arose before him。 He was lost in gullies； entangled in thickets； bewildered in morasses。 The sea that had hitherto gleamed； salt； glittering； and hungry upon his right hand； now shifted to his left。 He had mistaken his course； and he must turn again。 For two days did this bewilderment last； and on the third he came to a mighty cliff that pierced with its blunt pinnacle the clustering bush。 He must go over or round this obstacle； and he decided to go round it。 A natural pathway wound about its foot。 Here and there branches were broken； and it seemed to the poor wretch； fainting under the weight of his lessening burden； that his were not the first footsteps which had trodden there。 The path terminated in a glade； and at the bottom of this glade was something that fluttered。 Rufus Dawes pressed forward； and stumbled over a corpse！
In the terrible stillness of that solitary place he felt suddenly as though a voice had called to him。 All the hideous fantastic tales of murder which he had read or heard seem
