CHAPTER XXV.
"Classic." A book which people praise and don't read.
-- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
On the rail again--bound for Bendigo.

From diary: October 23.

Got up at 6, left at 7.30; soon reached Castlemaine, one of the rich gold-fields of the early days; waited several hours for a train; left at 3.40 and reached Bendigo in an hour.

For comrade, a Catholic priest who was better than I was, but didn't seem to know it--a man full of graces of the heart, the mind, and the spirit; a lovable man.

He will rise.