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Sometimes a motor-cycle chugged along, always with a girl perched on the carrier at the back, clinging affectionately to her escort. As Cunjee drew nearer and the farms closer together the crowd on the road increased, and the dust mounted in a solid cloud. The Billabong people drew to one side, as close as possible to the fence, cantering over the short, dusty grass.
Cunjee is very proud of itself for having a turf club at all, and nobody minds anything as long as they get an occasional glimpse of the horses." "But where do they run?" "Oh, the track goes in and out among the trees. There's some talk of clearing it before the next meeting by means of a working bee. But they won't worry if it doesn't get done every one will come and have a picnic just the same.
Out in the open a Mulgoa man shrugged his shoulders, remarking, "He won't try!" and was promptly attacked furiously by three small boys of Cunjee, who pelted him with clods and abuse from a safe distance. Murty looked at Jim with a little half-apologetic gesture, and Jim grinned. "Play up, Murty, old chap!" he said. It was not in vain that he had schooled the stockman in the paddock at Billabong.
The remaining Cunjee wickets went as chaff before the wind, and the innings closed for 119. Then there was a rush for the refreshment shed, and monumental quantities of tea were consumed by the teams and their supporters, administered by the admiring maidens of Cunjee. Wally and Jim, prone on the grass in the shade, were cheerful, but by no means enthusiastic regarding their chances.
They used to meet for dinner dinner consisting of corned beef and potatoes until the corned beef ran out; then it became potatoes and bread and jam for some days, until Joe amazed them by saddling an ancient grey mare and riding into Cunjee, returning with more corned beef and more jam. He boiled the beef in a kerosene tin, and Bob thought he had never tasted anything better.
Bob was responding to Australian conditions delightfully, and was only discontented because he could not make his farm all that he wanted it to be within the first week. Therein, however, he had unexpected help. The Cunjee district was a friendly one; station owners and farmers alike looked kindly on the young immigrant who turned so readily to work after four years' fighting.
"Course I can," said his daughter scornfully. "I don't see anything for it," Mr. Linton said, an anxious frown knitting his brow. "His life hangs on getting help, and there's no other way, I'll have to risk you, my little girl." "There's no risk," said Norah. "Don't you worry, Daddy, dear. Just tell me what you want." Mr. Linton was writing hurriedly in his pocket-book. "Send into Cunjee for Dr.
Brownie rose to the occasion there had never been any known occasion to which Brownie did not rise and the hospital at Cunjee was still grappling with early morning problems next day when the Billabong motor pulled up at the door, after a flying visit to the new home which Tommy, regarding with the large eye of faith, had declared to be full of boundless possibilities. Dr.
"You oughtn't to choose a scorcher like this for bottling. Anyhow, the races aren't to-day, but New Year's day Cunjee Picnic meeting. We're all going, so you and Bob have got to come. Orders from Norah." "Oh, New Year's day. I'd love to come," Tommy said. "I've never seen races." "Never seen races!" ejaculated young Australia in sheer amazement. "Where were you dragged up?"
He was exceedingly pleased that on this occasion he had scored at his expense. Where should he go? There were three gates leading out of the home paddock one to the Cunjee road; another to a similar well-cleared plain to that on which the house stood; and a third into a smaller paddock, which in its turn led into part of the rougher and steeper part of the run.
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