The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-04-19

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for yourself In the Regents Park
Gardens in London, though I can't
5 say Tn sure. At all events I've
z seen them of en- enough, and hunted
2 them often, too
2 The thin man snorted and winked
; again at everybody IN turn as much
; as to say, "Now it's coming.
? "You must believe what I'm going
1 to tell you, gentleman, OF you may
be rude enough to doubt it if you
like: shan't complain; but it's as
} sure as my name Is James Smith, a
1 Yorkshireman born, and that failed
at sheep farming, but made ten
, thousand pounds at the diggings,
| and that g what no one man IN five
hundred who were there managed
. 10 bring away for his share Of spoil "
The thin man winked again, but
the thoughts of sum of ten thou
sand golden pounds seem to add so
much weight to the responsibility
and veracity of the bearded man
that had felt disposed to enter into
the borders not limited to veracity
! be would now have found plenty of
believers for anything he might
choose to say.
, The old settler paused, igni,ed his
) cigar, and then waited to enjoy
few puffs, white the waiter Of the old
Southampton Hotel replenish sever
al empty glasses.
"Wewere having kangaroo hunt, "
continued he, ''some years ago, up at
a place where I was. Kangaroos
we're not so scarce then as they've
grown since, and perhaps il our
friend here were to go over on pur-
pose to have one, he might travel
some hundred of miles before he
could enjoy that pleasure. Being a
bit of a sporting man in mild way,
J as had dropped in at quarters
where the squatter was also fond of
la bit of the field work, 1 got staying
on day after day, for I happened
then to have nothing to do, having
/ lbeen driven out of my holding by
drought that had starved three parts
of my beasts aud sheep, and flood
that had drowned the rest. So that
I was out on the wander, looking out
for some fresh spot on which to To-
cate myself, and naturally feeling
rather low spinted; for, after work
ing seven or eight years to get to-
gether a decent bit of stock, it
seemed rather hard for the climate
to turn dead against me, and to make
me ruined man.
81 should think 'Stralia's s a nice
place, sir" said the man laughing.
every, if a man has his wits about
him, said the settler cody; "and
what's more, it's a very hospitable
place, as found then, for I'd fallen
into good quarters, my host being
from own country, and having had
many a good gallop with the same
pack of hounds. So we talked over
J old times, and fshed bit and shot
little, and 1 helped him take stock;
!, and we compared notes about man
agement, he being able to give me
! plenty of good hints, and I perhaps
} giving him two or three respectable
little wrinkles.
''The day before I left him we went
, ont for a kangaroo hunt, for every
: night one of his men had come IN to
report tracts that he had seen near
water hole some few miles away.
= perhaps my friend here viii think
that 1 am throwing the hatchet when
! I say that this was all on my hosts
} place; for sheep farmers may think
more of miles than they do of acres
, of land, and I have known gentle
men out there whoae holding were
: such that you might ride twenty
. miles without getting to the last
blazed tree.
''The country about there was so
, woody and rocky that my host said
} we had better go on foot. So we
r did, taking with us a. black fellow
, and one of his men-an old convict
who held two dogs in a leash, af-
l ter the fashion of gray hounds for
= coursing, till we came to the spot
2 what they call out there a creek-a
= long water hole that depended on
= the wet season to supply it afresh
: after the long dry Australian sum-
/, mer.
? cit was a glorious morning in a
! glorious country. The sky was de-
! lightfUllly blue, while the Imostphere
was SO clear and transparent that
t you see the very leaves distinctly
1 upon the trees at an astonishing dis
' tance. All, gentlemen! if there is a
S beautiful country in this world it is
/ Australia"
a "Where drought AMI food destroy
S the whole of mans stock" sneered
t the thin man, as he whispered the
V words into the tumbler he raised to
:, his lips.
n "And where industrious and hard
working men may dig gold out OF
: the soft earth by the creeks, said
g the settler, who had managed to
g hear every word.
K "Good-good-goodl' chorussed
e the company;s so that any one but
S the thin man would have been crush.
I ed by the weight of that gold, bui
y he only laughed snorted and took
II refuge in clouds of tobacco smoke
y Perhaps I'm boring you with my
1 stories, gentlemen" said the settler
it parting his beard.
n "No; mono, no-no go on, sir,
It came from all parts of the room, an6
d he continued
u "Wel, gentlemen, we soon got IN
h to the hunting country, and were
t not long before we put up a kanga
n roo, when I felt almost ashamed *
hunt it, for the poor beast sat on It's
)r hind legs and tail for a few nom ents
Iy turning upon US its simple doe-likr
lg face, as much IS to say sHow can b,