On the Track

“About a month after--or a year, I lost count of the time long ago--she came back to me. At first she'd come in the night, then sometimes when I was at work--and she had the bab...

“That's unusual; but it might have been so where there was a lot of boarders. And about the hair--that didn't count for anything, because washing-the-head ain't supposed to be a...

The family were at dinner when Mary Ann came in, and, although she stood on an open part of the floor, no one noticed her for a while. She couldn't ask for help, for her mouth w...

Peter gradually increased his horse's speed along the rough bush track until he was riding at a good pace. It was ten miles to the main road, and five from there to the shanty k...

He would cross over to our place and talk to the mother for hours about his wife and children. And nothing pleased him better than to discover peculiarities in us children where...

I'd been humping my back, and crouching and groaning for an hour or so in the darkest corner of the travellers' hut, tortured by the demon of sandy blight. It was too hot to tra...

“I seen them Anniversary night, along the road, near Ross' farm; and I seen 'em Sunday night afore that--in the trees near the old culvert--near Porter's sliprails; and I seen '...

“So-long, Liz. No more funny business now--I've had enough of it. Keep yer pecker up, old girl. To-morrer night, mind.” Then he added suddenly: “Yer might have known I ain't tha...

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“In the first place: If you ever happen to get born again--and it wouldn't do you much harm--get born with the strength of a bullock and the hide of one as well, and a swelled h...