A dray, similar in construction to that used by brewers in England, but
drawn by oxen, and laden with all sorts of stores, such as are required
on an Australian farm--tea, carpenters' tools and agricultural
implements, groceries and casks of liquor, clothing and furniture--was
making its way towards the north-east from Sydney. There was the
bullock-driver in charge, with his chum, a newly hired hand, and Sam
Green, who walked or sat on the dray; while the two Gilpins rode
alongside on horses, provided by Mr Prentiss. They were dressed more
in the Australian style than when they landed, and in a way much better
suited to the climate. The road had been excellent for a hundred miles
or more, with numerous villages near it, and a large proportion of
houses of entertainment, so that they had no want of accommodation when
they halted. They had now for some time left the high-road, and though
there were inns, and occasionally villages, and farms, and stock
stations, they had sometimes to depend on their own resources, and to
bivouac in the bush. This the young immigrants found by far the
pleasantest part of their journey. The oxen were turned loose to graze
at leisure; sticks were collected, and a fire lighted for boiling the
tea-kettle and cooking the damper. The old hands troubled themselves
very little about their night's lodging; they, like Sam Green, were
satisfied with the bare ground under the dray if it threatened rain, or
anywhere near it if the weather was fine. A small tent had been
provided by Mr Prentiss, which, with some ticking filled with dry
grass, gave the Gilpins a luxurious lodging for the night. They could
scarcely go to sleep on turning in for their first real night in the
bush, from the novelty of the scene and the prospects opening up to
them. Before dawn they both started up, awoke by the strangest and most
discordant sounds.
"What can it be?" cried James.
"An attack of the blacks," said Arthur, rubbing his eyes. "But no!
Listen! They are birds, I verily believe; but the strangest birds I
ever heard."
He was right: there was the hideous, unearthly cry of the
laughing-jackass, called often the bushman's clock; the screaming cry of
thousands of parrots flying here and there through the forest; there was
the cackle of the wattle-bird, the clear notes of the magpie, and the
confused chattering of thousands of leather-heads; while many other
birds added their notes to the discordant chorus, and speedily banished
sleep from the eyes of their hearers. The stockmen started to their
feet, and hurried off to bring in the oxen and horses; a fire was
lighted, tea boiled, breakfast discussed with considerable rapidity;
and, before the sun was up, the party had recommenced their journey
along the dusty dray-track--for as yet it deserved that name rather than
a road. The scenery was varied, and often very beautiful when viewed
under a clear blue sky and bright sun. The beds of streams were
frequently passed, but they were either dry altogether, or occasional
holes only with water in them could be seen here and there along the
course, or, if nowhere dry, they were easily forded. The Irish
bullock-driver, Larry Killock, told Sam that, in the rainy season, these
were often foaming torrents, rushing on with terrific noise, and
sweeping away everything they meet.
"Many a poor fellow has been drowned in trying to cross on horseback
where, perhaps, he went over with dry feet a few days before," said
Larry.
"That's after the snow melts," observed Sam.
"Snow! man alive! It's a small matter of snow comes down from the sky
in this beautiful country, except, now and then, on the top of the Blue
Mountains out there; though, as for frosts, it's cold enough on the high
ground in July and August, when the south wind blows, to make a fellow
blow his fingers to keep them warm, and to think a blazing fire and a
blanket pleasant companions."
Sam thought that Larry was quizzing him, but still he did not like to
accuse him directly. "It's a strange country this, then, muster, I'm
thinking," he remarked cautiously.
"Strange! It is a strange country, faith!" answered Larry. "It is
summer here when, by all dacent rules, it should be winter; the south
wind is cold, and the north blazing hot. There are creatures with four
legs which have ducks' heads; and birds, with long legs and no wings, as
tall as horses; while some of the animals stow their young away in a bag
in front of them, instead of letting them follow properly at their
heels, as pigs and ducks and hens do in the old country. The trees shed
their bark instead of their leaves; and it's only just surprising to me
that the people walk on their feet instead of their heads, and that the
sun thinks fit to rise in the east instead of the west; and it's often
when I wake in the mornin' that I look out expecting to see that he's
grown tired of his old ways, and changed to suit the other things in the
land."
Sam, who could appreciate an English style of joke, was unable to make
out whether or not the Irishman was in earnest; but he thought it wise
to wait till he could learn the truth from his young friends, when they
camped in the evening.
"It's only just come out, ye are?" asked Larry.
Sam told him all about himself, as he had told Sykes, expecting an equal
amount of communicativeness in return. "You've been some time in the
country, master, I'm thinking? How did you come out?"
Larry looked at him with a twinkle in his eye. "Faith, that's just a
sacret between myself and them who knows all about it," he answered,
with a laugh. "It's my belief that the big-wigs across the fish-pond
had just an idea of the mighty great value I'd be to the country, and
sent me out free of all charge to myself and family intirely."
The scenery improved as the travellers advanced, and contrasted
favourably with the dusty, stony, and worn-out region through which they
had passed nearer the capital.
"Horrible farming!" observed James; "if such were practised in England
universally, the whole country would become a desert in a few years."
Sometimes they passed through scenery like that of a park in England,
with open green pastures sprinkled with clumps of trees; some deserving
the names of woods, others consisting but of a few trees. The greater
number were _Eucalypti_ the evergreen gum, and stringy-bark trees; but
on the banks of streams and on the hillsides, and sometimes in rich,
alluvial valleys, such as are found in the northern hemisphere and in
less sunny climes, were to be seen flowers, of great size and beauty,
such as flourish only in greenhouses in England; while a great variety
of the orchis tribe, and geraniums, both large and small, were found in
great profusion. The trees, the names of many of which were given by
Larry, bore little or no resemblance to those of the same name at home.
Among the most common were the box, wattle, and cherry; but undoubtedly
the most prominent everywhere in the landscape were the old gum trees,
and the huge iron stringy-bark trees, which, now with shattered and
weird appearance, had braved the fierce storms of winter and the hot
blasts of summer for centuries. Many strange birds flew by overhead,
and still stranger wild animals started up from beneath some sheltering
bush, and ran off along the fresh glades, all reminding the new-comers
how far distant they were from the home of their childhood.
The old settled district had been left far behind before the animal they
most wished to see started up near them. He was a large creature, full
five feet in height as he sat upright under the scant shade of a
venerable gum tree, contemplating apparently the scene before him. His
long tail was stretched out on the ground behind him--an important
support, and his little fore-paws tucked up in front. James and Arthur
were ahead of their party, and so quietly had their horses trod over the
soft ground that he did not appear to have heard them. They possessed
guns, parting gifts from Mr Prentiss; but, not being required as a
means of defence or offence, they had been left in the dray. The
kangaroo ("an old man" Larry called him) at length, hearing a sound,
turned his mild, intelligent countenance towards them, and as he did so
instantly gave a spring forward, startling them by its suddenness and
the extent of ground it cleared. Away he went, moving with similar
springs, at a rate fleet as that of the deer. In vain Larry and the men
with the dray shouted and ran after him with their guns. He was out of
range before they could lift them to their shoulders. Larry said that
possibly a mob might be come upon before long. In another hour or so,
as they were travelling along a somewhat stony ridge, a large number of
creatures were seen in the fertile valley below them. Some were lying
stretched at length on their sides, some were frisking about, round and
over each other, and others were sitting up, sedately watching the rest.
"Hurra, now! There's the mob I told you of!" shouted Larry. "If we had
but the dogs and the master's rifle, we'd have more kangaroo steaks for
supper than we'd eat in a week."
He could scarcely restrain himself from leaving his bullocks and giving
chase; he made a start indeed, but checked himself in time, seeing that
the probable result would have been the upsetting of his dray and the
destruction of most of its cargo. The young Gilpins with Sam found
their way down the hill, hoping to ride down one of them; but the quick
scent and keen eyes of the animals discovered their approach, and in an
instant all were up on their feet and tails ready for a start--the
mothers picking up the young joeys and putting them into their pouches--
and off went the entire herd down the valley, springing along in the
most curious fashion, till they were out of sight.
Sam Green's open eyes of astonishment were very amusing. "Well! I
always did think that animals had four legs, and there they go just two
and a tail, a-skipping like grasshoppers over the ground. Well, well,
well!" he continued ejaculating till they disappeared. "There they go;
there they go! There's nothing I won't believe after that!"
Their adventures as they travelled on were to be singularly few, they
thought. Now a dingo or wild dog, now a toombat or opossum, made its
appearance, and created matter of interest and inquiry. One evening,
after they had camped on the borders of a wide plain, containing fine
sheep-runs, which they were to cross the next day, the brothers led on
their horses to find better feed than appeared near at hand; and, having
tethered them, they sat down to talk over the future, and to commune
with themselves. Their heads had been resting on their hands for some
time, when Arthur, looking up, saw a creature approaching from a
distance. That it was an emu they guessed at once. They sat still,
afraid of frightening it away. It stalked leisurely on towards their
horses, not noticing them. Its head seemed fully six feet from the
ground, at the end of a long neck; its legs were thick, to support its
fat, tub-shaped body, of a brownish-black colour. Reaching the horses,
it stopped, made a curious noise, which sounded like "Boo!" in their
faces, and which caused them to start back. James and Arthur, thinking
that their steeds would have broken their tethers, jumped up, when the
emu, having satisfied his curiosity, turned round and trotted off, at a
pace which showed that he had no fear of being pursued.
Towards the close of the day the travellers, after crossing an elevated
down, saw before them a silvery stream running through a wide valley
towards the east, its banks fringed by a variety of trees; while not far
from them, amid a grove of fruit trees, appeared a pretty
dwelling-house, with a verandah running round it, and near at hand,
barns, sheds, stables, and other outhouses. A closer inspection showed
them that there were carpenters' and blacksmiths shops; indeed, it was a
complete farm establishment on a large scale.
As riding on, in advance of the dray, they reached the door, a stout,
hearty-looking old gentleman came out to meet them, and welcomed them in
the most cordial manner. Their horses were quickly unsaddled and turned
into a paddock, and they themselves conducted into the house, and
introduced to the members of the family as late arrivals from the old
country. All welcomed them; and they were soon seated at a well-covered
supper-table, surrounded by the various inmates of the house. The young
strangers were surprised to find that the letter of introduction they
brought had not been read, and that the kindness they were receiving was
quite independent of anything that might be said in their favour. It
was not till the next day that the old Mr Prentiss alluded to it. "We
received you, young gentlemen, as strangers," he remarked; "but I little
thought how much I owed you for saving from injury, if not death, those
so dear to me."
James and Arthur Gilpin agreed that their "lines had fallen to them in
pleasant places." They were treated as members of the family, and, what
was of the greatest consequence to them as intending settlers, they were
shown all the operations taking place on the farm. As they gave
diligent attention to everything they saw, they rapidly acquired a
sufficient knowledge of agriculture and of the management of sheep and
cattle, as practised in Australia, to enable them, with their previous
experience as farmers in England, to commence farming on their own
account.
While, however, they were in search of a station to suit them, Mr
Prentiss received an application to find a gentleman capable of taking
the management of a sheep and cattle farm, about a hundred and fifty
miles off. "Quite in our neighbourhood, as we measure distances in this
country," he remarked. He proposed to the young Gilpins that they
should accept the post. "You will be allowed to keep a proportion of
sheep and cattle on your own account, and receive wages for looking
after those of your employer, so that you will gain in both ways. You
will find also an established system by which, if it prove a good one,
time and labour may be saved. I would gladly find you employment, but
this will be far more to your advantage. It was hoped, I believe, that
one of my own sons would take it."
The brothers at once agreed to accept the offer.