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By this time we were quite used to the explosions and Ross, our Powder Monkey, was working with a shorter fuse wire each successive blast until he cut his retreat a bit too fine and received a lump of mud in the face. | By this time we were quite used to the explosions and Ross, our Powder Monkey, was working with a shorter fuse wire each successive blast until he cut his retreat a bit too fine and received a lump of mud in the face. | ||
I unearthed a fishing line which we cut into lengths, dug worms, and an enterprising fishing party adjourned to the river. Bites came far too slowly and after Wally had retired with four whales fully seven inches long, and I had lost two hooks, a foot of wire, and very nearly my balance on a log, I gave up in disgust. The camp-fire was a drowsy one, and all welcomed an early night. | I unearthed a fishing line which we cut into lengths, dug worms, and an enterprising fishing party adjourned to the river. Bites came far too slowly and after Wally had retired with four whales fully seven inches long, and I had lost two hooks, a foot of wire, and very nearly my balance on a log, I gave up in disgust. The camp-fire was a drowsy one, and all welcomed an early night. | ||
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Daybreak saw Ernie again playing Umslopagas to shame the others out of bed. All efforts were then concentrated on the remaining portion of the big tree which had to be cut from its resting place and allowed to fall into the river bed. The saw or the axe would have meant a day's work, so Ross charged it with all the gelignite possible and we waited for the final shot. When the smoke and flying chips cleared we saw with relief that the log had fallen into the desired position and the week-end' | Daybreak saw Ernie again playing Umslopagas to shame the others out of bed. All efforts were then concentrated on the remaining portion of the big tree which had to be cut from its resting place and allowed to fall into the river bed. The saw or the axe would have meant a day's work, so Ross charged it with all the gelignite possible and we waited for the final shot. When the smoke and flying chips cleared we saw with relief that the log had fallen into the desired position and the week-end' | ||
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Whether the next floods will destroy all the good work is yet to be seen, but I am sure the fight against erosion is not so hopeless when we have on our side the zeal and determination of those men who answered the call to protect our beloved Blue Gum Forest. | Whether the next floods will destroy all the good work is yet to be seen, but I am sure the fight against erosion is not so hopeless when we have on our side the zeal and determination of those men who answered the call to protect our beloved Blue Gum Forest. | ||
- | ===== "SONG OF THE HIGHWAY" ===== | + | ===== "Song of the Highway" ===== |
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For more than the great highway.\\ | For more than the great highway.\\ | ||
Though my clothes are worn, all tattered and torn,\\ | Though my clothes are worn, all tattered and torn,\\ | ||
- | What do I care, such a wonder -er as I,\\ | + | What do I care, such a wonder-er as I,\\ |
- | Folk just pass me by, \\ | + | Folk just pass me by, Yet my friends there, are all \\ |
- | Yet my friends there, are all The birds, the trees, a song in the breeze, | + | The birds, the trees, a song in the breeze, |
The church bells ringing ding dong,\\ | The church bells ringing ding dong,\\ | ||
They' | They' | ||
As I am tramp, tramp, tramping along. | As I am tramp, tramp, tramping along. | ||
- | These are the words of the song which was such a hit at the last concert - learn them in in time for the Annual Reunion which takes place in a few weeks' time. | + | These are the words of the song which was such a hit at the last concert - learn them in time for the Annual Reunion which takes place in a few weeks' time. |
Editor. | Editor. | ||
- | ===== "MAITLAND BAY" ===== | + | ===== "Maitland Bay" ===== |
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+ | Once upon a time there was a man who made maps so that people might know where he had been, and sometimes, where they were - and how to get home. | ||
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+ | Then some of his friends thought, "This map-making is a good game, specially when we picture bits of the country which have not been drawn before. It makes us feel so important to name the places we have seen." So they all began to make maps, and before very long there were so many maps that a special Government Department was formed, collected the maps, added the map-makers to its staff(?), and made more and more maps. | ||
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+ | Now, some of the maps were good, and some were not so good; some were bad, and some were very bad. And one of the bad things about the maps was the way the same name had been given to ever so many different places - which was very confusing, as everyone had to admit. But the people who went to these places often overcame this difficulty by the simple process of giving the places new names. Some folk said this was very wrong; and some folk said it was sensible. | ||
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+ | How could a party be sure of meeting if its rendezvous was to be "Boat Harbour" | ||
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+ | Later, another difficulty appeared, The leader proved to be a strict conservative, | ||
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+ | And how is it to be designated in the Deed of Gift? For it is the expressed intention of the party to give the place away to a certain zealous advocate of its reservation as a recreation and camping area. Why give it away? Merely because of the enthusiastic welcome they received from the local inhabitants! Positively overwhelmed the visitors were, and yet, in spite of their shrinking (and moaning), these shy strangers could not tear themselves away from so beautiful a place... | ||
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+ | For years past the greeting between folks meeting casually in this " | ||
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+ | Why will fishermen leave dead fish lying around on the beach for weeks and weeks and weeks? | ||
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+ | "Let us go out to the boilers again" "How long ago was she wrecked?" | ||
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+ | No matter how gay the party, how bright the sun, how fresh the breeze, how sparkling the waves in the perfect curve of the bay, not for long can the thoughts dismiss the mental picture of that ship in distress. | ||
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+ | What tremendous force there must have been in the waves which destroyed the ship and carried those four great boilers forty or fifty yards across the reef, almost into the deep water of the bay! How terrible to have been one of the puny men tossed and broken by those waves! And yet, man's work has withstood the buffetting of wind and waves for thirty years or more; for many years to come the great, rusted boilers will lie there on the rocks, a memorial to the men who go down to the sea in ships. | ||
- | Once upon a time there was a man who made maps so that people might know where he had been, and: sometime3, where they were - and haw to get home. | ||
- | Then some of his friends thought, "This map-making is a good game, specially when we picture bits of the country which have not been drawn before. It makes las feel so important to name the places we have seen." So they all began to make maps, and before very long there were so many maps that a special Government Department was formed, collected the maps, added the map-makers to its staff(?), and made more and more maps | ||
- | Now, some of the maps were good, and some were not so good; some were bad, and some were very bad. And one of the bad things about the maps was the way the same name had been given to ever so many different places -which was very confusing, as everyone had to admit. But the people who went to these places often overcame this difficulty by the simple process of giving the places new | ||
- | names Some folk said this was very wrong; and some folk said it was sensible, | ||
- | How could a party be sure of meeting if its rendezvous was to be "Boat Harbour" | ||
- | Later, another difficulty appeared, The leader proved to be a strict conservative, | ||
- | And how is it to be designated in the Deed of Gift? For it is the expressed intention of the party to give the place away to a certain zealous advocate of its reservation as a recreation and camping area Why give it away? Merely because of the enthusiastic welcome they received from the local inhabitants& | ||
- | (and, moaning), these shy strangers could not tear themselves away from BO beautiful a place.... | ||
- | For years past the greeting between folks meeting casually in this " | ||
- | Why will fishermen leave dead fish lying around on the beach for weeks and weeks and. weeks? | ||
- | "Let us go out to the bolle.: | ||
- | "What happened?" | ||
- | the ' | ||
- | No matter how gay the party, how bright the sun, haw fresh the breeze, haw sparkling the waves in the perfect curve of the bay, not for long can the thoughts dismiss the mental picture of that ship in distress. | ||
- | What tremendous force there must have been in the waves which destroyed the ship and carried those four great boilers forty or fifty yards across the reef, almost into the deep water of the bsyt Haw terrible to have been one of the puny men tossed and broken by those waves S And yet, man's work has withstood the buffetting of wind and waves for thirty years or more; for many years to come the great, rusted boilers will lie there on the rocks, a memorial to the men who go down to the sea in ships. | ||
Sentinels, adding a touch of stark reality to the beauty of the bay, and a sense of the joy of conflict to the pleasures of a lazy summer' | Sentinels, adding a touch of stark reality to the beauty of the bay, and a sense of the joy of conflict to the pleasures of a lazy summer' | ||
- | "My road calls me, lures me | + | |
- | West, east, south, and north; Most roads lead men homewards, | + | "My road calls me, lures me\\ |
- | My road leads me forth | + | West, east, south, and north; |
- | To add more miles to the tally | + | Most roads lead men homewards,\\ |
- | Of grey miles left behind, In quest of that one beauty | + | My road leads me forth\\ |
+ | To add more miles to the tally\\ | ||
+ | Of grey miles left behind,\\ | ||
+ | In quest of that one beauty\\ | ||
God put me here to find." | God put me here to find." | ||
- | - D. L. | + | |
+ | - D. L. - | ||
===== A BLUE GUM EPISODE ===== | ===== A BLUE GUM EPISODE ===== | ||
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By " | By " | ||
- | Bullook-drivers have a reputation for being hard cases, but the team of Sliest | + | Bullook-drivers have a reputation for being hard cases, but the team of " |
- | The teem filtered down to "The Forest" | + | |
+ | The team filtered down to "The Forest" | ||
- | wading up to the end of the furnace to push in wood, and then ducking right under water to cool. Afterwards he was ably seconded by Ron and Wally -when the log was well alight someone hit an the bright idea of throwing in wet stones - as they dried the blasting began. At dark the whole company sat on the opposite bank and there was a bit of a sing-song in which Ernie figured prominently. Joan could not have been more thrilled if the fire had been started for her special benefit. | ||
On Sunday morning Joe got us started early, and we were soon at work on the main trouble - the two big and several small trees at Govett' | On Sunday morning Joe got us started early, and we were soon at work on the main trouble - the two big and several small trees at Govett' | ||
- | The dinner spell was welcomed and afterwards it was noticeable that there Was not the same rush to start work again. No one would think that Joe could be such a hard driver, but he kept us going all the time by example and cheer - He did work hard and certainly deserves his place as trustee. | + | |
+ | The dinner spell was welcomed and afterwards it was noticeable that there was not the same rush to start work again. No one would think that Joe could be such a hard driver, but he kept us going all the time by example and cheer. __He__ | ||
Tea time showed a big change, as several sections of the trees had been shifted and the river was running strongly in its new channel. At night the various parties stayed round their own fires, as all were too tired to make a big blaze - Jeff entertained our lot with tales of his war experiences, | Tea time showed a big change, as several sections of the trees had been shifted and the river was running strongly in its new channel. At night the various parties stayed round their own fires, as all were too tired to make a big blaze - Jeff entertained our lot with tales of his war experiences, | ||
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On Monday morning no one seemed very willing to get to work, but there was a little more to be done and a few more blasts shifted the remainder of the logs. Ernie and his girls started off early to go up by the Grand Canyon, while the rest of us stayed until about 2 p.m. Joe and Jeff went up Docker' | On Monday morning no one seemed very willing to get to work, but there was a little more to be done and a few more blasts shifted the remainder of the logs. Ernie and his girls started off early to go up by the Grand Canyon, while the rest of us stayed until about 2 p.m. Joe and Jeff went up Docker' | ||
- | It was a change from dam and blast to puff and pant. Ross, Edgar, Joan and Ken rushed past Morrie, Wally and Charlie while they were having tea at | ||
- | the top and told them they would miss the train, but they reached one end of the platform just as it got to the other. | ||
- | " | + | It was a change from dam and blast to puff and pant. Ross, Edgar, Joan and Ken rushed past Morrie, Wally and Charlie while they were having tea at the top and told them they would miss the train, but they reached one end of the platform just as it got to the other. |
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+ | ===== " | ||
Jock Marshall is a man of parts as you are all mare\\ | Jock Marshall is a man of parts as you are all mare\\ | ||
- | And to his fol-tile | + | And to his fertile |
He'd see the Queensland Barrier Reef and find some rarer birds -\\ | He'd see the Queensland Barrier Reef and find some rarer birds -\\ | ||
And with his cheery smile he said these fateful words: \\ | And with his cheery smile he said these fateful words: \\ | ||
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And then with tales of fish and coral, sand and gleaming strand\\ | And then with tales of fish and coral, sand and gleaming strand\\ | ||
He tempted us to go and see this lovely land.\\ | He tempted us to go and see this lovely land.\\ | ||
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The idea sounded extra good; I turned it round and round\\ | The idea sounded extra good; I turned it round and round\\ | ||
And then decided, gathered all my friends around.\\ | And then decided, gathered all my friends around.\\ | ||
"Hear well what Jock's to say" quoth I,"and come along with me\\ | "Hear well what Jock's to say" quoth I,"and come along with me\\ | ||
- | For I intend to go - there' | + | For I intend to go - there' |
- | There' | + | There' |
- | The while in golden splendour rides the sun in sapphire shy, A molten copper ball afloat in azure dye" | + | And tropic seas with palms, trepang and turtles too,\\ |
- | Bob Savage heeded first and vowed a vow he'd be along, And this decided Harry, | + | The while in golden splendour rides the sun in sapphire shy,\\ |
- | Proclaimed his wish to join and start a crowd of S.B.Wis, While pthers | + | A molten copper ball afloat in azure dye". |
- | Then in came Pinky Webber, gently nurtured from his birth, Not quite so big as Bob nor half so round of girth, | + | |
- | But all the same a good "stout fella'' | + | Bob Savage heeded first and vowed a vow he'd be along,\\ |
- | I am coming too, hoorah!. but I must have a lady friend," | + | And this decided Harry, |
- | Then Dunc thought once again, for she did not intend | + | Proclaimed his wish to join and start a crowd of S.B.W's,\\ |
- | At first to think at all of going, but was gently lured | + | While others |
- | By talk of many snaps, her dithers thus being cured. | + | |
- | We travelled north by train through thirteen hundred miles of trees To Proserpine, a township close by tropic seas, | + | Then in came Pinky Webber, gently nurtured from his birth,\\ |
- | And Pinky moaned throughout the ride, with many a sigh as well, For many miles of trees to him were just plain Hell. | + | Not quite so big as Bob nor half so round of girth,\\ |
- | 'Twas Christmas day we shipped to Hayman, isle of promised jay, And yet the voyage was not all bliss without alloy. | + | But all the same a good "stout fella", happy with his snigger.\\ |
- | At first the sea was calm and even Thel felt very well | + | Thelma then arose and cried "The ranks are bigger,\\ |
- | But soon the waves grew bigger and the boat dipped to the swell. | + | I am coming too, hoorah! but I must have a lady friend," |
- | From breeze to wind and mind to gale the air began to hurry, | + | Then Dunc thought once again, for she did not intend\\ |
- | Thelma' | + | At first to think at all of going, but was gently lured\\ |
- | 'Till at last in accents weary she began to sing "Dear God)I wish to die, so sink the - thing" | + | By talk of many snaps, her dithers thus being cured.\\ |
- | But all was well by noon for the boat was truly manned And just in time for lunch we anchored off the sand. | + | |
- | Now Monty' | + | We travelled north by train through thirteen hundred miles of trees\\ |
- | When young enough to swat, for rushing madly to the sea, | + | To Proserpine, a township close by tropic seas,\\ |
- | Gesticulating mild and free he yells out "Wheeeet | + | And Pinky moaned throughout the ride, with many a sigh as well,\\ |
- | Until the sea birds quail and the eagle moans in pain, For Monty' | + | For many miles of trees to him were just plain Hell.\\ |
- | Our Bobbie stood as large as life, most beefyon | + | 'Twas Christmas day we shipped to Hayman, isle of promised jay,\\ |
- | - While Harry dived in fun and foundeOgout | + | And yet the voyage was not all bliss without alloy.\\ |
- | -12 - | + | At first the sea was calm and even Thel felt very well\\ |
- | Held bent his neck upon the beach and sprained some vertebra3, | + | But soon the waves grew bigger and the boat dipped to the swell.\\ |
- | And Doc arrived at once and parked him in the sick bay. | + | From breeze to wind and mind to gale the air began to hurry,\\ |
- | Now Jock was there in all his glory - battered pants and hat - | + | Thelma' |
- | An Iologist | + | 'Till at last in accents weary she began to sing\\ |
- | He likes his little self and so dome, and all the maids | + | "Dear God, I wish to die, so sink the - thing" |
- | In ones and twos and crowds upon his hut made raids | + | But all was well by noon for the boat was truly manned\\ |
- | To gaze upon him hard at work with scissors, jars, and wogs', | + | And just in time for lunch we anchored off the sand. |
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+ | Now Monty' | ||
+ | With nobby knees and legs, whom someone should have killed\\ | ||
+ | When young enough to swot, for rushing madly to the sea,\\ | ||
+ | Gesticulating mild and free he yells out "Wheeee!" | ||
+ | Until the sea birds quail and the eagle moans in pain,\\ | ||
+ | For Monty' | ||
+ | Our Bobbie stood as large as life, most beefy on the sand,\\ | ||
+ | While Harry dived in fun and foundered out of hand. | ||
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+ | He' | ||
+ | And Doc arrived at once and parked him in the sick bay.\\ | ||
+ | Now Jock was there in all his glory - battered pants and hat -\\ | ||
+ | And ' | ||
+ | He likes his little self and so do we, and all the maids\\ | ||
+ | In ones and twos and crowds upon his hut made raids\\ | ||
+ | To gaze upon him hard at work with scissors, jars, and wogs',\\ | ||
Once but a scientist he's going to the dogs. | Once but a scientist he's going to the dogs. | ||
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- | Along came Daisy Booth and Penny who were two teachers stern, | + | Along came Daisy Booth and Penny who were two teachers stern,\\ |
- | With looks of deep intent to see what they could learn. Midst many folds of wonderous costumes, bloomered to the knee | + | With looks of deep intent to see what they could learn.\\ |
- | They staggered under yards of cloth - a sight to see, | + | Midst many folds of wonderous costumes, bloomered to the knee\\ |
- | And when in time they courage took and slept upon the beach | + | They staggered under yards of cloth - a sight to see,\\ |
- | Alone in splendid state and firmly out of reach, | + | And when in time they courage took and slept upon the beach\\ |
- | They queried what to guard against, and Jock in elfin glee Just laughed a laugh and said behind, his hand to me: | + | Alone in splendid state and firmly out of reach,\\ |
- | " | + | They queried what to guard against, and Jock in elfin glee\\ |
- | Shortly on the pulsing air their girlish screams arose; | + | Just laughed a laugh and said behind, his hand to me: |
- | 'Twas hours before their snores did show their calm repose. Now Chappy and Es were girls of extra young and tender years | + | |
+ | " | ||
+ | Tickle them to death - beware the Local Yokel" | ||
+ | Shortly on the pulsing air their girlish screams arose;\\ | ||
+ | 'Twas hours before their snores did show their calm repose.\\ | ||
+ | Now Chappy and Es were girls of extra young and tender years\\ | ||
Untroubled by mock modesty or foolish fears. | Untroubled by mock modesty or foolish fears. | ||
- | They came aboard the lugger just as bold as bold could be | + | |
- | Attired in shirt and shorts for all the world to see, The same as Dune and Thel who never give a jolly hoot; | + | They came aboard the lugger just as bold as bold could be\\ |
- | They only wear what's cool and that is all there' | + | Attired in shirt and shorts for all the world to see,\\ |
- | The engine popped, the sails strained, and we were off at last | + | The same as Dunc and Thel who never give a jolly hoot;\\ |
- | To far off Bushy Isle, it not so very fast, | + | They only wear what's cool and that is all there' |
- | For soon the popping stopped, the engine was a cheap old Ford, And Bob the cook said IblastIand and " | + | The engine popped, the sails strained, and we were off at last\\ |
- | We travelled like a snail as slow as any hearse, | + | To far off Bushy Isle, it not so very fast,\\ |
- | While Bob and Bobby too both tinkered at the works. | + | For soon the popping stopped, the engine was a cheap old Ford,\\ |
- | Once more with vain regret and in spasmodic jerks | + | And Bob the cook said ' |
- | With strangled grunts and plops at last it chugged along 'in top' | + | Do extricate me from this blanky engineering curse" |
- | A credit to the " | + | |
- | We called at Lindeman to see Eel Ward with whiskers long . | + | We travelled like a snail as slow as any hearse,\\ |
- | His head a mass of chestnut hair, and stature strong, Yet handsome in his wild array, a smile on kindly face, | + | While Bob and Bobby too both tinkered at the works.\\ |
+ | Once more with vain regret and in spasmodic jerks\\ | ||
+ | With strangled grunts and plops at last it chugged along 'in top'\\ | ||
+ | A credit to the " | ||
+ | We called at Lindeman to see Mel Ward with whiskers long .\\ | ||
+ | His head a mass of chestnut hair, and stature strong,\\ | ||
+ | Yet handsome in his wild array, a smile on kindly face,\\ | ||
And Mrs. Ward, a girl of very charming grace. | And Mrs. Ward, a girl of very charming grace. | ||
- | She paints and works with Mel and often helps him in his lab, | + | |
- | For he's an lologist | + | She paints and works with Mel and often helps him in his lab,\\ |
- | We sailed all through the following day the wind abaft the stern | + | For he's an ' |
- | Until by sundown we could dimly just discern | + | We sailed all through the following day the wind abaft the stern\\ |
- | One tiny tree-clad island in infinity of sea, | + | Until by sundown we could dimly just discern\\ |
- | A reef-girt gem in Lilliputian majesty. | + | One tiny tree-clad island in infinity of sea,\\ |
- | The tide was quickly ebbing as we anchored by the reef; | + | A reef-girt gem in Lilliputian majesty.\\ |
- | We splashed across the coral, up the beach so brief | + | The tide was quickly ebbing as we anchored by the reef;\\ |
- | To find a decent campsite for our night among the trees, | + | We splashed across the coral, up the beach so brief\\ |
- | To leeward on the isle and sheltered from the breeze. | + | To find a decent campsite for our night among the trees,\\ |
- | The skipper killed a turtle and the steaks proved good to eat, Although the eggs were not so favoured as the meat. | + | To leeward on the isle and sheltered from the breeze.\\ |
- | - 13 - | + | The skipper killed a turtle and the steaks proved good to eat,\\ Although the eggs were not so favoured as the meat. |
- | The darkness settled like a pall upon our island home And through the inky bla: | + | |
- | In search of ,turtles, when without the slightest little warning, Quicker even than the storm, of Christmas morning | + | The darkness settled like a pall upon our island home\\ |
- | Heaven loosed its very worst with thunder cracks and lightning, | + | And through the inky blackness |
- | The tents being merely rags all flattened to the ground. | + | In search of turtles, when without the slightest little warning,\\ Quicker even than the storm, of Christmas morning\\ |
- | Net morning very early we were breakfasted and out | + | Heaven loosed its very worst with thunder cracks and lightning,\\ |
- | Upon the shore to roam at will and gaze about - | + | The wind in screaming squalls and sounding very frightening\\ |
- | The day, a day of burning heat with sun of brassy shade, | + | With the rain in beating torrents lashing us around,\\ |
- | With nature' | + | The tents being merely rags all flattened to the ground.\\ |
- | The reef around us lay perhaps a thousand yards or so | + | |
- | To south and west a wave-washed sea plateau, | + | Next morning very early we were breakfasted and out\\ |
- | With an its edge a rocky islet rising sheer | + | Upon the shore to roam at will and gaze about -\\ |
+ | The day, a day of burning heat with sun of brassy shade,\\ | ||
+ | With nature' | ||
+ | The reef around us lay perhaps a thousand yards or so\\ | ||
+ | To south and west a wave-washed sea plateau,\\ | ||
+ | With an its edge a rocky islet rising sheer\\ | ||
Its outline etched in bold relief quite stark and clear. | Its outline etched in bold relief quite stark and clear. | ||
- | To this we made our way midst coral pool and sand | ||
- | With many-coloured crustacea an either hand. | ||
- | We saw great stars and urchins, clams with multicoloured lips | ||
- | Of scarlet, green and brown, while fish like tiny ships | ||
- | Cruised in and out of fairy gardens gay with weed and shells | ||
- | The while anemones and crabs in limpid wells | ||
- | And crevices of sun flecked light all foraged for their food, | ||
- | And sea birds wheeled with cries above us where wy stood. | ||
- | The morning passed so soon we gave no thought to time or tide - | ||
- | The stretch of coral seemed so very safe and wide | ||
- | But when the ebb was full and it began at length to turn, | ||
- | We had recourse to hurry for in some concern | ||
- | We saw the channels ever deeper and the white capped seas . | ||
- | Much like an octopus, its hunger to appease Engulf a little fish - enaroach upon us fast, | ||
- | But very wet and tired we struggled through at last. | ||
- | Our lunch was past and o'er and Bobbield vanished from our ken To hack a turtle shell from off a turtle, when | ||
- | Right back to camp he crawled a gory mess of sand and blood For with a mighty swipe he'd come an awful thud, | ||
- | The turtle' | ||
- | The girls turned very pale, they thought he'd shot his " | ||
- | To save his pants from soil of turtle blood and dirt, | ||
- | And when he'd swung his axe an high and made his famous swipe | ||
- | He struggled in his pants - though not a modest type - | ||
- | With one hand spouting blood but he couldn' | ||
- | He looked an awful sight - you'll realise haw he felti | ||
- | They patched him up at last with match sticks, raga, and heaps of brandy, | ||
- | Now he is immortal, just like famous " | ||
- | There followed then some days of slothful ease and perfect bliss | ||
- | In swimming and meandering about, but this | ||
- | Was only a prelude to further inter-island cruises | ||
- | Each one doing as he pleased, for what amuses | ||
- | One or two is not a joy for all the crowdrlytile some | ||
- | Collected birds for Jock, a few just wished to come With collecting bag and knife, or camera to " | ||
- | The varied Objects found mad pleasing scenes an route. | ||
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- | But when we made a happy run to Grassy and the Cones | ||
- | Our Dunky had to leave for home, with many moans, | ||
- | , And Pinky in her wake with sighs for his beloved trees, The party thus depleted carried on at ease. | ||
- | But our time, too, was drawing nigh, and with regretful smiles We went aboard the launch again and left the Isles | ||
- | In sunkist tropics, taking with us memlries ever green | ||
- | Of all the wondfrous reefs and ocean glories seen. | ||
- | BARNEY. | ||
+ | To this we made our way midst coral pool and sand\\ | ||
+ | With many-coloured crustacean on either hand.\\ | ||
+ | We saw great stars and urchins, clams with multicoloured lips\\ | ||
+ | Of scarlet, green and brown, while fish like tiny ships\\ | ||
+ | Cruised in and out of fairy gardens gay with weed and shells\\ | ||
+ | The while anemones and crabs in limpid wells\\ | ||
+ | And crevices of sun flecked light all foraged for their food,\\ | ||
+ | And sea birds wheeled with cries above us where we stood. | ||
+ | |||
+ | The morning passed so soon we gave no thought to time or tide -\\ | ||
+ | The stretch of coral seemed so very safe and wide\\ | ||
+ | But when the ebb was full and it began at length to turn,\\ | ||
+ | We had recourse to hurry for in some concern\\ | ||
+ | We saw the channels ever deeper and the white capped seas. \\ | ||
+ | Much like an octopus, its hunger to appease \\ | ||
+ | Engulf a little fish - encroach upon us fast,\\ | ||
+ | But very wet and tired we struggled through at last.\\ | ||
+ | |||
+ | Our lunch was past and o'er and Bobbie' | ||
+ | To hack a turtle shell from off a turtle, when\\ | ||
+ | Right back to camp he crawled a gory mess of sand and blood\\ | ||
+ | For with a mighty swipe he'd come an awful thud,\\ | ||
+ | The turtle' | ||
+ | The girls turned very pale, they thought he'd shot his " | ||
+ | For Bobbie being a cleanly soul he wore just hat and shirt\\ | ||
+ | To save his pants from soil of turtle blood and dirt,\\ | ||
+ | And when he'd swung his axe on high and made his famous swipe\\ | ||
+ | He struggled in his pants - though __not__ a modest type - | ||
+ | |||
+ | With one hand spouting blood but he couldn' | ||
+ | He looked an awful sight - you'll realise haw he felt!\\ | ||
+ | They patched him up at last with match sticks, rags, and heaps of brandy,\\ | ||
+ | Now he is immortal, just like famous " | ||
+ | There followed then some days of slothful ease and perfect bliss\\ | ||
+ | In swimming and meandering about, but this\\ | ||
+ | Was only a prelude to further inter-island cruises\\ | ||
+ | Each one doing as he pleased, for what amuses\\ | ||
+ | One or two is not a joy for all the crowd; while some\\ | ||
+ | Collected birds for Jock, a few just wished to come\\ | ||
+ | With collecting bag and knife, or camera to " | ||
+ | The varied objects found mad pleasing scenes en route. | ||
+ | |||
+ | But when we made a happy run to Grassy and the Cones\\ | ||
+ | Our Dunky had to leave for home, with many moans,\\ | ||
+ | And Pinky in her wake with sighs for his beloved trees,\\ | ||
+ | The party thus depleted carried on at ease.\\ | ||
+ | But our time, too, was drawing nigh, and with regretful smiles\\ | ||
+ | We went aboard the launch again and left the Isles\\ | ||
+ | In sunkist tropics, taking with us mem' | ||
+ | Of all the wond' | ||
+ | |||
+ | __BARNEY.__ | ||
+ | |||
===== SOCIAL NOTES. ===== | ===== SOCIAL NOTES. ===== | ||
The usual Xmas treat for children was held at Lilyvale on the 16th. December, 1934. The weather was very stormy, but in spite of that the children, of whom there were 64 had an excellent day. The cakes, lollies, fruit, etc. provided for the children' | The usual Xmas treat for children was held at Lilyvale on the 16th. December, 1934. The weather was very stormy, but in spite of that the children, of whom there were 64 had an excellent day. The cakes, lollies, fruit, etc. provided for the children' | ||
- | The crowning happening of the day was that which occurred on the trip home. One of the children being of an enquiring turn of mind deoided | + | |
- | The Annual Xmas Camp held at worth Era was about the best held by the Buskwalkers since their inception, with perhaps the possible exception of the first Xmas Camp. There were between 40 and 50 members present during portion if not the whole of the time. There was a very jolly spirit prevalent and everybody enjoyed themselves | + | The crowning happening of the day was that which occurred on the trip home. One of the children being of an enquiring turn of mind decided |
- | The God of Love has been very busy amongst Bushwalkers this last month or two, and Cupid seems to have shot his arrows very straight. We wish to congratulate and give our very best wishes to Elsie Robinson and Reg Hewitt, Peggy Hugill and Jim Cranitoh, and Hilda MacCartney and Rupert Blunt. We sincerely hope these couples will be very happy and have the very best that life can give them. | + | |
- | In alliance with Cupid, Mr. Stork has also been busy, and we have toannounce | + | The Annual Xmas Camp held at worth Era was about the best held by the Buskwalkers since their inception, with perhaps the possible exception of the first Xmas Camp. There were between 40 and 50 members present during portion if not the whole of the time. There was a very jolly spirit prevalent and everybody enjoyed themselves |
+ | |||
+ | The God of Love has been very busy amongst Bushwalkers this last month or two, and Cupid seems to have shot his arrows very straight. We wish to congratulate and give our very best wishes to Elsie Robinson and Reg Hewitt, Peggy Hugill and Jim Cranitch, and Hilda MacCartney and Rupert Blunt. We sincerely hope these couples will be very happy and have the very best that life can give them. | ||
+ | |||
+ | In alliance with Cupid, Mr. Stork has also been busy, and we have to announce | ||
RENE D. BROWNE,\\ | RENE D. BROWNE,\\ | ||
Social Secretary. | Social Secretary. |
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