ver; this was to be the last day of the sales. Jim was the
best "barracker" of the two; he had great imagination; he was a very
entertaining story-teller and conversationalist in social life, and a
glib and a most impressive liar in business, so it was decided that he
should hurry on into Bourke with the mare and sell her for Bill. Seven
pounds, reserve.

Next day Bill turned up with the missing horse and saw Jim standing
against a veranda-post of the Carriers' Arms, with his hat down over his
eyes, and thoughtfully spitting in the dust. Bill rode over to him.

"'Ullo, Jim."

"'Ullo, Bill. I see you got him."

"Yes, I got him."

Pause.

"Where'd yer find him?"

"'Bout ten mile back. Near Ford's Bridge. He was just feedin' along."

Pause. Jim shifted his feet and spat in the dust.

"Well," said Bill at last. "How did you get on, Jim?"

"Oh, all right," said Jim. "I sold the mare."

"That's right," said Bill. "How much did she fetch?"

"Eight quid;" then, rousing himself a little and showing some emotion,
"An' I could 'a' got ten quid for her if I hadn't been a dam' fool."

"Oh, that's good enough," said Bill.

"I could 'a' got ten quid if I'd 'a' waited."

"Well, it's no use cryin'. Eight quid is good enough. Did you get the
stuff?"

"Oh, yes. They parted all right. If I hadn't been such a dam' fool an'
rushed it, there was a feller that would 'a' given ten quid for that
mare."

"Well, don't break yer back about it," said Bill. "Eight is good
enough."

"Yes. But I could 'a' got ten," said Jim, languidly, putting his hand in
his pocket.

Pause. Bill sat waiting for him to hand over the money; but Jim withdrew
his hand empty, stretched, and said:

"Ah, well, Bill, I done it in. Lend us a couple o' notes."

Jim had been drinking and gambling all night and he'd lost the eight
pounds as well as his own money.

Bill didn't explode. What was the use? He should have known that Jim
wasn't to be trusted with money in town. It was he who had been the
fool. He sighed and lent Jim a pound, and they went in to have a drink.

Now it strikes me that if this had happened in a civilized country (like
England) Bill would have had Jim arrested and jailed for larceny as a
bailee, or embezzlement, or whatever it was. And would Bill or Jim or
the world have been any better for it?

ON THE TUCKER TRACK: A STEELMAN STORY

Steelman and Smith, professional wanderers from New Zealand, took a run
over to Aus