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But the time will come, friend, when there will be neither Emu nor Kangaroo for Australia's Arms; no creature will be left to represent the land but the Bunny Rabbit and the Sheep." "I hate sheep!" said the Kangaroo, "they eat all our grass." "You have not studied them as we have," answered the Emu. "They are most entertaining.

We cannot leave the subject of this rich and beautiful district, abounding in inhabitants and rural wealth, without borrowing the words of the Bishop of Australia in describing its recent increase in those means of grace and hopes of glory, which are, after all, the only true riches. Bishop of Australia's Letter to the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel, dated September 12th, 1839.

None of their former acquaintances came within their circle now, for the iron ungodly hand of class distinction has settled surely down upon Australian society Australia's democracy is only a tradition of the past. I say naught against the lower life. The peasantry are the bulwarks of every nation.

In Melbourne, and I believe it must have been much the same elsewhere in Australia, folks didn't know what they were to do, how they were to take this war that had come so suddenly upon them. And rumors and questions flew in all directions. Suppose the Germans came to Australia? Was there a chance of that? They had islands, naval bases, not so far away. They were Australia's neighbors.

So, too, must the refusal, in 1841, of a piece of land for a site of a church and parsonage in the wild district on the banks of the Morrumbidgee, containing 1,200 souls, dispersed about over a very extensive range of country. See Bishop of Australia's Charge in 1841, p. 10.

Wiggs, coming up; "it might 'a' put her eyes out. Pore chile, she looks like a Mollygraw! Come right in, an' let's git to work." Billy was despatched for turpentine; Lucy, with an apron pinned about her, began operations on Australia's hair, while Redding sat helplessly by, waiting for Mrs. Wiggs to make his coat presentable.

Sir Beverley grunted again. "And when and where did you make his acquaintance?" he enquired, with a stern, unsparing scrutiny of the calm face opposite. "We met in Australia," said Crowther. "It must be six years or more ago." "Australia's a big place," observed Sir Beverley. Crowther's slow smile appeared. "Yes, sir, it is.

Yes, I would say now that there is nothing very peculiar or distinctive about Livorno Bay for the observer who is familiar with other parts of Australia's coast.

But the time will come, friend, when there will be neither Emu nor Kangaroo for Australia's Arms; no creature will be left to represent the land but the Bunny Rabbit and the Sheep." "I hate sheep!" said the Kangaroo, "they eat all our grass." "You have not studied them as we have," answered the Emu. "They are most entertaining.

Why, America was but three thousand miles distant from the old country, compared with Australia's thirteen thousand, and in America land was to be had in plenty at five shillings per acre. As to Mr. Beamish's idea of the gold giving out, the geological formation of the goldfields rendered that improbable.

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