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THE BUSHMAN: LIFE IN A NEW COUNTRY

BY EDWARD WILSON LANDOR

(ILLUSTRATION: "KANGAROO HUNTING.")

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THE BUSHMAN.

LIFE IN A NEW COUNTRY

BY

EDWARD WILSON LANDOR.

PREFACE.

The British Colonies now form so prominent a portion of the Empire,

that the Public will be compelled to acknowledge some interest in

their welfare, and the Government to yield some attention to their

wants. It is a necessity which both the Government and the Public

will obey with reluctance.

Too remote for sympathy, too powerless for respect, the Colonies,

during ages of existence, have but rarely occupied a passing thought

in the mind of the Nation; as though their insignificance entitled

them only to neglect. But the weakness of childhood is passing away:

the Infant is fast growing into the possession and the consciousness

of strength, whilst the Parent is obliged to acknowledge the

increasing usefulness of her offspring.

The long-existing and fundamental errors of Government, under which

the Colonies have hitherto groaned in helpless subjection, will soon

become generally known and understood -- and then they will be

remedied.

In the remarks which will be found scattered through this work on the

subject of Colonial Government, it must be observed, that the system

only is assailed, and not individuals. That it is the system and not

THE MEN who are in fault, is sufficiently proved by the fact that the

most illustrious statesmen and the brightest talents of the Age, have

ever failed to distinguish themselves by good works, whilst directing

the fortunes of the Colonies. Lord John Russell, Lord Stanley, Mr.

Gladstone -- all of them high-minded, scrupulous, and patriotic

statesmen -- all of them men of brilliant genius, extensive

knowledge, and profound thought -- have all of them been but slightly

appreciated as Colonial rulers.

Their principal success has been in perpetuating a noxious system.

They have all of them conscientiously believed their first duty to

be, in the words of Lord Stanley, to keep the Colonies dependent upon

the Mother Country; and occupied with this belief, they have

legislated for the Mother Country and not for the Colonies. Vain,

selfish, fear-inspired policy! that keeps the Colonies down in the

dust at the feet of the Parent State, and yet is of no value or

advantage to her. To make her Colonies useful to England, they must

be cherished in their infancy, and carefully encouraged to put forth

all the strength of their secret energies.

It is not whilst held in leading-strings that they can be useful, or

aught but burthensome: rear them kindly to maturity, and allow them

the free exercise of their vast natural strength, and they would be

to the parent country her truest and most valuable friends.

THE COLONIES OF THE EMPIRE ARE THE ONLY LASTING AND INALIENABLE

MARKETS FOR ITS PRODUCE; and the first aim of the political economist

should be to develop to their utmost extent the vast resources

possessed by Great Britain in these her own peculiar fields of

national wealth. But the policy displayed throughout the history of

her Colonial possessions, has ever been the reverse of this. It was

that grasping and ungenerous policy that called forth a Washington,

and cost her an empire. It is that same miserable and low-born

policy that still recoils upon herself, depriving her of vast

increase of wealth and power in order to keep the chain upon her

hapless children, those ambitious Titans whom she trembles to unbind.

And yet poor Old England considers herself an excellent parent, and

moans and murmurs over the ingratitude of her troublesome offspring!

Like many other parents, she means to do well and act kindly, but

unhappily the principles on which she proceeds are radically wrong.

Hence, on the one side, heart-burning, irritation, and resentment; on

the other, disappointment, revulsion, and alarm.

Is she too deeply prejudiced, or too old in error, to attempt a new

system of policy?

In what single respect has she ever proved herself a good parent to

any of her Colonies? Whilst supplying them with Government Officers,

she has fettered them with unwholesome laws; whilst giving them a

trifling preference over foreign states in their commerce, she has

laid her grasp upon their soil; whilst allowing them to legislate in

a small degree for themselves, she has reserved the prerogative of

annulling all enactments that interfere with her own selfish or

mistaken views; whilst permitting their inhabitants to live under a

lightened pressure of taxation, she has debarred them from wealth,

rank, honours, rewards, hopes -- all those incentives to action that

lead men forward to glory, and stamp nations with greatness.

What has she done for her Colonies -- this careful and beneficent

parent? She has permitted them to exist, but bound them down in

serf-like dependence; and so she keeps them -- feeble, helpless, and

hopeless. She grants them the sanction of her flag, and the

privilege of boasting of her baneful protection.

Years -- ages have gone by, and her policy has been the same --

darkening the heart and crushing the energies of Man in climes where

Nature sparkles with hope and teems with plenty.

Time, however, too powerful for statesmen, continues his silent but

steady advance in the great work of amelioration. The condition of

the Colonies must be elevated to that of the counties of England.

Absolute rule must cease to prevail in them. Men must be allowed to

win there, as at home, honours and rank. Time, the grand minister of

correction -- Time the Avenger, already has his foot on the threshold

of the COLONIAL OFFICE.

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CONTENTS.

CHAPTER.

1. -- COLONISTS.

2. -- ST. JAGO.

3. -- THE MUTINY.

4. -- THE PRISON-ISLAND.

5. -- FIRST ADVENTURES.

6. -- PERTH. -- COLONIAL JURIES.

7. -- BOATING UP THE RIVER.

8. -- FARMS ON THE RIVER.

9. -- THE MORAL THERMOMETER OF COLONIES.

10. -- COUNTRY LIFE.

11. -- PERSECUTIONS.

12. -- MICHAEL BLAKE, THE IRISH SETTLER.

13. -- WILD CATTLE HUNTING.

14. -- WOODMAN'S POINT.

15. -- HOW THE LAWS OF ENGLAND AFFECT THE NATIVES.

16. -- REMARKS ON THE PHYSICAL ORGANIZATION OF THE NATIVES.

17. -- SKETCHES OF LIFE AMONG THE NATIVES.

18. -- THE MODEL KINGDOM.

19. -- TRIALS OF A GOVERNOR.

20. -- MR. SAILS, MY GROOM. -- OVER THE HILLS. -- A SHEEP

STATION.

21. -- EXTRACTS FROM THE LOG OF A HUT-KEEPER.

22. -- PELICAN SHOOTING. -- GALES. -- WRESTLING WITH DEATH.

23. -- THE DESERT OF AUSTRALIA. -- CAUSE OF THE HOT WINDS. --

GEOLOGY.

24. -- COLONIAL GOVERNMENT.

25. -- ONE OF THE ERRORS OF GOVERNMENT. -- ADVENTURES OF THE

"BRAMBLE".

26. -- SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERIES. -- KANGAROO HUNTING. -- EMUS. --

LOST IN THE BUSH.

27. -- THE COMET. -- VITAL STATISTICS. -- METEOROLOGY.

28. -- THE BOTANY OF THE COLONY.

29. -- MISFORTUNES OF THE COLONY.

30. -- RESOURCES OF THE COLONY: -- HORSES FOR INDIA. -- WINE. --

DRIED FRUITS. -- COTTON. -- COAL. -- WOOL. -- CORN. -- WHALE-

OIL. -- A WHALE HUNT. -- CURED FISH. -- SHIP TIMBER.

31. -- RISE AND FALL OF A SETTLEMENT. -- THE SEQUEL TO CAPTAIN

GREY'S DISCOVERIES. -- A WORD AT PARTING.

(PLATES.

KANGAROO HUNTING (Frontispiece).

THE BIVOUAC.

SPEARING KANGAROO.

DEATH OF THE KANGAROO.

EMU HUNT (woodcut).)

THE BUSHMAN;

OR,

LIFE IN A NEW COUNTRY.

CHAPTER 1.

COLONISTS.

The Spirit of Adventure is the most animating impulse in the human

breast. Man naturally detests inaction; he thirsts after change and

novelty, and the prospect of excitement makes him prefer even danger

to continued repose.

The love of adventure! how strongly it urges forward the Young! The

Young, who are ever discontented with the Present, and sigh for

opportunities of action which they know not where to seek. Old men

mourn over the folly and recklessness of the Young, who, in the fresh

and balmy spring-time of life, recoil from the confinement of the

desk or the study, and long for active occupation, in which all their

beating energies may find employment. Subjection is the consequence

of civilized life; and self-sacrifice is necessary in those who are

born to toil, before they may partake of its enjoyments. But though

the Young are conscious that this is so, they repine not the less;

they feel that the freshness and verdure of life must first die away;

that the promised recompense will probably come too late to the

exhausted frame; that the blessings which would now be received with

prostrate gratitude will cease to be felt as boons; and that although

the wishes and wants of the heart will take new directions in the

progress of years, the consciousness that the spring-time of life --

that peculiar season of happiness which can never be known again --

has been consumed in futile desires and aspirations, in vain hopes

and bitter experiences, must ever remain deepening the gloom of

Memory.

Anxious to possess immediate independence, young men, full of

adventurous spirit, proceed in search of new fields of labour, where

they may reap at once the enjoyments of domestic life, whilst they

industriously work out the curse that hangs over the Sons of Adam.

They who thus become emigrants from the ardent spirit of adventure,

and from a desire to experience a simpler and less artificial manner

of living than that which has become the essential characteristic of

European civilization, form a large and useful body of colonists.

These men, notwithstanding the pity which will be bestowed upon them

by those whose limited experience of life leads to the belief that

happiness or contentment can only be found in the atmosphere of

England, are entitled to some consideration and respect.

To have dared to deviate from the beaten track which was before them

in the outset of life; to have perceived at so vast a distance

advantages which others, if they had seen, would have shrunk from

aiming at; to have persevered in their resolution, notwithstanding

the expostulations of Age, the regrets of Friendship, and the sighs

of Affection -- all this betokens originality and strength of

character.

Does it also betoken indifference to the wishes of others? Perhaps

it does; and it marks one of the broadest and least amiable features

in the character of a colonist.

The next class of emigrants are those who depart from their native

shores with reluctance and tears. Children of misfortune and sorrow,

they would yet remain to weep on the bosom from which they have drawn

no sustenance. But the strong blasts of necessity drive them from

the homes which even Grief has not rendered less dear. Their future

has never yet responded to the voice of Hope, and now, worn and

broken in spirit, imagination paints nothing cheering in another

land. They go solely because they may not remain -- because they

know not where else to look for a resting place; and Necessity, with

her iron whip, drives them forth to some distant colony.

But there is still a third class, the most numerous perhaps of all,

that helps to compose the population of a colony. This is made up of

young men who are the wasterels of the World; who have never done,

and never will do themselves any good, and are a curse instead of a

benefit to others. These are they who think themselves fine, jovial,

spirited fellows, who disdain to work, and bear themselves as if life

were merely a game which ought to be played out amid coarse laughter

and wild riot.

These go to a colony because their relatives will not support them in

idleness at home. They feel no despair at the circumstance, for

their pockets have been refilled, though (they are assured) for the

last time; and they rejoice at the prospect of spending their capital

far from the observation of intrusive guardians.

Disgusted at authority which has never proved sufficient to restrain

or improve them, they become enamoured with the idea of absolute

license, and are far too high-spirited to entertain any apprehensions

of future poverty. These gallant-minded and truly enviable fellows

betake themselves, on their arrival, to the zealous cultivation of

field-sports instead of field produce. They leave with disdain the

exercise of the useful arts to low-bred and beggarly-minded people,

who have not spirit enough for anything better; whilst they

themselves enthusiastically strive to realize again those glorious

times,--

"When wild in woods the noble savage ran."

In the intervals of relaxation from these fatigues, when they return

to a town life, they endeavour to prove the activity of their

energies and the benevolence of their characters, by getting up balls

and pic-nics, solely to promote the happiness of the ladies. But

notwithstanding this appearance of devotion to the fair sex, their

best affections are never withdrawn from the companion of their

hearts -- the brandy flask. They evince their generous hospitality

by hailing every one who passes their door, with "How are you, old

fellow? Come in, and take a nip." Somehow or other they are always

liked, even by those who pity and despise them.

The women only laugh at their irregularities -- they are such

"good-hearted creatures!" And so they go easily and rapidly down

that sloping path which leads to ruin and despair. What is their

end? Many of them literally kill themselves by drinking; and those

who get through the seasoning, which is the fatal period, are either

compelled to become labourers in the fields for any one who will

provide them with food; or else succeed in exciting the compassion of

their friends at home, by their dismal accounts of the impossibility

of earning a livelihood in a ruined and worthless colony; and having

thus obtained money enough to enable them to return to England, they

hasten to throw themselves and their sorrows into the arms of their

sympathizing relatives.

Nothing can be more absurd than to imagine that a fortune may be made

in a colony by those who have neither in them nor about them any of

the elements or qualities by which fortunes are gained at home.

There are, unfortunately, few sources of wealth peculiar to a colony.

The only advantage which the emigrant may reasonably calculate upon

enjoying, is the diminution of competition. In England the crowd is

so dense that men smother one another.

It is only by opening up the same channels of wealth under more

favourable circumstances, that the emigrant has any right to

calculate upon success. Without a profession, without any legitimate

calling in which his early years have been properly instructed;

without any knowledge or any habits of business, a man has no better

prospect of making a fortune in a colony than at home. None,

however, so circumstanced, entertains this belief; on the contrary,

he enters upon his new career without any misgivings, and with the

courage and enthusiasm of a newly enlisted recruit.

Alas! the disappointment which so soon and so inevitably succeeds,

brings a crowd of vices and miseries in its train.

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