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-ON HATS
+===== On Hats =====
- Hats have come down in the world. From articles of necessity they have des-
+Hats have come down in the world. From articles of necessity they have descended to mere ornaments and doubtful ornaments at that.
-cended to mere ornaments and doubtful ornaments at that.
+Originally designed to protect eyes from glare and heads from heat of noonday sun; of such a shape and texture as to protect the wearer from the downpourings of Jupiter Pluvius. Alas for mere utility! The mad hatter has truly come to stay with us.
-Originally designed to protect eyes from glare and heads from heat of noonday sun, of such a shape and texture as to protect the wearer from the downpourings of Jupiter Pluvius. Alas for mere utility: The mad hatter has truly coma to stay with us.
+Hats like soup plates upturned to catch the rain. Hats with front and no back, with back and no front, with crown and no brim, with brim and no crown.
-Hats like soup plates upturned to catch the rain. Hats with front an no b with back and no front, with crown and no brim, with brim and no crown. \\
+Of course we refer to ladies hats, but the men are going gay with glamorous greens and gallant greys. But when we go camping hats become strictly utilitarian and so with camp gear.
-Of course we refer to ladies hats, but the mon are going gay with glamorous greens and gallant groys. But when wo go camping hats become strictly utilitarian and so with camp gear.
 Paddy-made gear is designed primarily for use and because its design expresses function, it has a sturdy beauty of its own.
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 Talking about gear, Paddy has added two more Rucksacks to his range. In honour of the new club for Juniors, they are called Bunyip and Bunyip Junior. Sturdy well designed jobs that will take all a youngster wants for the day (or a grown up too for that matter). They weigh but ounces. They cost 9/- or 5.6d.
-'Phone S3101.
+|\\ 'Phone B3101.|F. A. Pallin\\ 327 George St. Sydney\\ opp. Palings,|
-F. A. FALUN
+===== In Defence of the Pack =====
+by "Tuggie"
-George St. Sydnoy opp. Palings,
+My monthly "Bushwalker" I buy,\\
+And what's this verse that meets my ete (( [sic] ))?\\
+A "Hymn of Hate" about a pack --\\
+Shame! 'tis a most unkind attack.\\
+Now, Walkers, I appeal to you,\\
+Without our packs what would we do?\\
+How would we carry all we need?\\
+Food, clothing and a book to read.\\
+I know that sometimes in the heat,\\
+When toiling on with blistered feet,\\
+The pack may seem a heavy curse, --\\
+To be without one would be worse !\\
+For when we reach the journey's end,\\
+The pack is proved a thorough friend.\\
+And when its hidden store is tried,\\
+We find our needs are satisfied.\\
+Warm bed, soft shoes, and ere we stop\\
+Perhaps some raisins or a chop --\\
+I hope for many years to tramp,\\
+To climb a mountain, make a camp,\\
+And wander miles of bushland track,\\
+With my good friend still on my back !
-In Defence of the Pack by "Tuggle'
+("Tuggie was one of the seven who, last Easter, were caught by mist when out for )\\
+( a short jaunt without packs. They had groundsheets, and they did find shelter )\\
+( but __She Knows__. -- Ed. )
-My monthly "Bushwalker" I.buy,
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+(( Note: between pages five and six there is a line sketch illustrating "Debert's Last Walk - with apologies to Madam Melba". It includes "Interviewing a wombat about the water supply". http://sbw.ozultimate.com/1938/193808.pdf#7 ))
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-And what's this verse that meets my ete? A "Hymn of Hate" about a pack -- Shame! 'tis a most unkind attack. Now, Walkers, I appeal to you, Without our packs what mould we do? How would we carry all we need? Food, clothing and a book to read. I know that sometimes in the heat, When toiling on with blistered feet, The pack may seem a heavy curse, -- To be without one would bo worse 4 For when we reach the journey's end, The ptcok is proved a thorough friend. And when its hidden store is tried,
-We find our needs are satisfied. Warm body soft shoes, and ore we stop Perhaps some raisins or a chop -- I hope for many years to tramp, To climb a mountain, make a camp, And wander miles of bushland track, With my good friend still on my back 1
-v("Tuggie was one of the seven who, last Easter, were caught by mist when out for ) ( a short ;:iaunt without packs. They had groundsheets, and they did find shelter ) ( but SHE KNOWS. -- Ed.
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+===== Debert's Last Walk =====
 by Alex. Colby.
-Willing hands assisted the old gentleman out of the carriage on to the platform at Katoomba. Othors, anxious to make things easier for him, tried to help him on with his pack. But as they were unable to lift it, the old man had to bend down himself, and slowly raise it on to his feeble shoulders.
+Willing hands assisted the old gentleman out of the carriage on to the platform at Katoomba. Others, anxious to make things easier for him, tried to help him on with his pack. But as they were unable to lift it, the old man had to bend down himself, and slowly raise it on to his feeble shoulders.
-Soon the party was on its way down Katoomba St. As this is mostly down hill he found little difficulty in getting along. In fact, as he gathered pace, the local residents were nonplussed by the sight of one so advanced in years, yet so fleet of foot, Of course they did not realise, as we did, that he was unable to pull up on the down-grade, but nevertheless we all had to admit that it was a fine sight to see the old buffer (no, its not a misprint), speeding down the street, his beard streaming behind him in the wind. We eventually lost sight of him for a time but came upon him again clinging to a telegraph pole at the bottom of the street.
+Soon the party was on its way down Katoomba St. As this is mostly down hill he found little difficulty in getting along. In fact, as he gathered pace, the local residents were nonplussed by the sight of one so advanced in years, yet so fleet of foot. Of course they did not realise, as we did, that he was unable to pull up on the down-grade, but nevertheless we all had to admit that it was a fine sight to see the old buffer (no, its not a misprint), speeding down the street, his beard streaming behind him in the wind. We eventually lost sight of him for a time but came upon him again clinging to a telegraph pole at the bottom of the street.
-Though a little shaky he managed to make his way to Narrow Neck, and as we started on the rough stony track he began to reminisce. "Dear me - yes, yes - I can remember when Centennial Pak was just like this - when I was a boy. Yes, I remember, it all comes back - it was the best walk I ever did - 100 miles round and round in 24 hours." We were used to him wandering a little, but one of the party said that he had really done 100 miles in 24 hours ih the early days. We were surprised to learn that he had lost his reason so early.
+Though a little shaky he managed to make his way to Narrow Neck, and as we started on the rough stony track he began to reminisce. "Dear me - yes, yes - I can remember when Centennial Park was just like this - when I was a boy. Yes, I remember, it all comes back - it was the best walk I ever did - 100 miles round and round in 24 hours." We were used to him wandering a little, but one of the party said that he had really done 100 miles in 24 hours in the early days. We were surprised to learn that he had lost his reason so early.
-When we came to the end of Clear Hill he insisted on going down the ladders, though but few of the rungs remained - he said he had always gone down that way before and was not going to change now. We, however, decided to go round by the
+When we came to the end of Clear Hill he insisted on going down the ladders, though but few of the rungs remained - he said he had always gone down that way before and was not going to change now. We, however, decided to go round by the wallaby trail, (( [sic] )) As we were about half way round we were surpriied (( [sic] )) to hear a considerable uproar emanating from the direction of the ladders, and on investigating found that he had, unfortunately, got his beard tangled in the wires. Had it not been for the strength of his vocal powers, which was (( [sic] )) still unimpaired, he might have remained suspended there for some little time.
-. wallaby trail, As we were about half way round we were surpriied to hear a considerable uproar emanating from the direction of the ladders, and on investigating found that he had, unfortunately, got his beard tangled in the wires. Had it not been for the strength of his vocal powers, which was still unimpaired, he might have remained suspended there for some little time.
+On Debert Knob he acted in rather a peculiar manner. He started wandering about, intently examining the ground and rocks. "I think," he said, "that it should be here - no, perhaps it would be more conspicuous up here" - and so on. Eventually we asked him what it was that should be here, or there. "Why," he replied, "my bust, of course!"
-On Debert Knob he acted in rather a peculiar manner. He started wandering about, intently examining the ground and rocks, "1 think," he said, "that it should be here - no, perhaps it would be more conspicuous up here" - and so on. Eventually we asked him what it was that should be here, or there. "Why," he replied, "my bust, of course"
+During the afternoon he managed to totter up Mount Merri Merrigal, down to the Cox, and thence four miles up Kanangra River to our camp spot. That night it was very cold, so we all got into his tent with him to keep him warm. This was very unselfish of the rest of the party who had been looking forward to sleeping in the open, so as to enjoy the fresh air and moonlight.
-During the afternoon he managed to totter up Mount Morn i Merrigal, down to the Cox, and thence four miles up Kanangra River to our camp spot. That night it was very cold, es we all got into his tent with him to keep him warm. This was very unselfish of the rest of the party who had been looking forward to sleeping in the open, so as to enjoy the fresh air and moonlight.
+Next day we climbed up 3000 feet to the top of Krunglebungle Pass. The old fellow collapsed when he got to the top, and by the time the rest of us had got up to him he was in a bad state. One of the party had brought a small bottle of rum for such an event, but we found that it had been entrusted to Dave Stead, who had left us on the previous day. Hearing this Debert lost consciousness altogether, and we were afraid that he might pass out there and then. However we managed to pull him round eventually, and went a little further along the ridge for our midday meal. It looked as if we were in for a dry lunch, but the old man's knowledge of bushcraft proved very useful. He went down the other side of the mountain, interviewed a wombat concerning the local water supply, and returned with a full bucket.
-Next day we climbed up 3000 feet to the top of Krunglebungle Pass. The old fellow collapsed when he got to the top, and by the time the rest of us had 'got up to him he was in a bad state. One of the party had brought a small bottle of rum for such an event, but we found that it had been entrusted to Dave Stead, who had left us on the previous day. Hearing this Debert lost consciousness altogether, and we were afraid that he might pass out there and then. However we managed to pull him round eventually, and went a little further along the ridge for our midday meal. It looked as if we were in for a dry lunch, but the old man's knowledge of bushcraft proved very useful. He went down the other side of the mountain, interviewed a wombat concerning the local water supply, and returned with a full bucket.
+The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, and we pitched camp that night on the Cox. Just as we were settling into his tent for the night a few spots of rain came down, and things looked rather black for a time. With the tent Abdulled (( ?? )) we were all able to fit in, but if we had to put the side down this would no longer be possible, and we hated to think of the poor old fellow being out in the rain on such a cold night! However he assured us that it wouldn't rain much, and, as we had seen him prowling round a large hole nearby, we knew that this information must have come straight from the wombat's mouth. He was right, it didn't rain. So impressed were we by his strange intimacy with these furry creatures that thereafter we dubbed him "King of the Wombats".
-The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, and we pitched camp that night on the Cox. Just as we were settling into his tent for the night a few spots of rain came down, end things looked rather black for a time. With the tent Abdulled we were all able to fit in, but if we had to put the side down this would no longer be
+We arrived at Carlons for lunch the next day and all agreed that, when planning a walk to Carlons for lunch, it is best to approach the place by a circuitous route - ones appetite is greatly improved by the added exercise. Not, of course, that we over ate - not much anyway. It was a most enjoyable repast - even the old man was able to sit up and take a little nourishment. After lunch he fell into a reflective mood, at the end of which he announced that he had decided to have his ashes scattered by plane over the Carlon homestead. But the Carlons, though pleasant enough about the matter, did not seem really to appreciate his kind thought.
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+After lunch we set off up the Creek towards Katoomba. Debert was leading. In a little while he started to increase his pace. Gradually he drew away. Faster and faster he went till eventually he disappeared over the top of the hill at a trot. That was the last we saw of him. We heard however, that an old gentleman, clad only in a pair of shorts, had arrived at Katoomba and enquired the way to Morella Karong. Probably it was Debert - his grand-children have poultry farms down there. But where was his gear? No doubt the souvenir hunters got that.
-possible, and we hated to think of the poor old fellow being out in the rain on such a cold night! However he assured us that it wouldn't rain much, and, as we had soon him prowling round a large hole nearby, We knew that this information must have come straight from the wombat's mouth. He was right, it didn't rain. So impressed wero we by his strange intimacy with these furry creatures that thereafter we dubbed him "King of the Wombats".
-We arrived at Canons for lunch the next day and all agreed that, when planning a walk to Canons for lunch, it is best to approach the place by a circuitous route - ones appetite is groatly improved by the added exercise. Not, of course, that we over ate - not much anyway. It was a most enjoyable repast - even the old man was able to sit up and take a little nourishment. After lunch he fell into a reflective mood, at the end of which he announced that he had decided to have his ashes scattered by plane over the Carlon homestead. But the Carlene, though pleasant enough about the matter, did not seem really to appreciate his kind thought.
-After lunch we set off up the Creek towards Katoombs. Debert wrs leading. In a little while he started to increase his pace. Gradually he drew away. Faster
-and faster he went till eventually he disappeared over the top of the hill at a trot. That was the last we saw of him. We heard however, that sla old gentleman, clad only in a pair of shorts, had arrived at Katoomba and enquired the way to Morella Karong. Probably it was Debert - his grand-children have poultry farms down there. But where was his gear? No doubt the souvenir hunters got that.
 And rumour has it that a well-preserved old gentleman was seen making his way down the Cox in a bath chair, with a special Paddy-made trailer attached for his pack; and a wombat by his side.
-M....1.11.111111001M.I..11.1.m....
+===== Federation News =====
-FEDERATION NEWS
+The best news received by the Federation at its meeting on June 24th last was that it's (( [sic] )) letter to the Boy Scouts' Association, protesting against the destruction of trees, etc. had been fully considered by the Scouters' Pow-Wow, and that, after about an hour's discussion, that conference was practically unanimous that the methods of Scout training should be altered.
-The best news received by the Federation at its meeting on June 24th last was that it's letter to the Boy Scouts' Association, protesting against the destruction of trees, etc. had been fully considered by the Scouters' Pow-Wow, and that, after about an hour's discussion, that conference was practically unanimous that the methods of Scout training should be altered.
+Not nearly so good was the report received from the convenor of the Recreational Co-operative Society Sub-Committee. Although 400 circulars were sent out, only 90 definite promises of support were received in reply. Such a general lack of interest was shown that the sub-committee could not recommend any further steps being taken at the present time.
-Not nearly so good wag the report received from the convenor of the Recreational Co-operative Society Sub-Committee. Although 400 circulars were sent out, only 90 definite promises of support were received in reply. Such a general lack of interest was shown that the sub-committee could not recommend any further steps being taken at the present time.
 The Conservation Bureau advised against purchasing land at Era, but recommended application to the Minister for Lands for the resumption of the whole area there. It was resolved to approach all interested bodies, requesting them also to apply for its resumption.
-PENALTIES OF SIN
+===== Penalties Of Sin =====
-Oh! It is a fearful sin
-To leave behind one empty tin.
-And may he have three kinds of gout
-Who scatters paper bags about.
-Who throws his rubbish sneath the trees
-Shall suffer water on the knees, And he who sets the bush afire
+Oh! It is a fearful sin\\
+To leave behind one empty tin.\\
+And may he have three kinds of gout\\
+Who scatters paper bags about.\\
+Who throws his rubbish 'neath the trees\\
+Shall suffer water on the knees,\\
+And he who sets the bush afire\\
 Shall tear his trousers on barbed wire?
-(1"rmn "Outdoors", the Official Organ of the Otago Tramping Club, Dunedin, N.Z.)
+(From "Outdoors", the Official Organ of the Otago Tramping Club, Dunedin, N.Z.)
-THE KUONUNG REVISITED
+===== The Kowmung Revisited =====
 Easter saw Joyce and Jean Trimble, Tom and Ron Moppett, and Doreen Helmrich