A Colonial Reformer, Vol. 3 (of 3)Boldrewood, Rolf
History
A Colonial Reformer, Vol. 3 (of 3)
Boldrewood, Rolf
Australia -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
The old man bustled about, laid the cloth neatly, and cooked and
served an inviting meal, which Ernest, after the reckless preparations
supplied to coach passengers, really enjoyed. It was far into the night
when the sound of horses‘hoofs was heard, and Mr. Banks, carrying
his saddle and bridle, which he placed upon the verandah, let go his
courser to graze at ease, entered the spare bedroom, undressed, and was
in bed and asleep all in the space of about two minutes and a half, as
it seemed to Mr. Neuchamp, from the first sound of his arrival. He did
not care to make himself known to the wearied youngster, and reserved
that sensation, very wisely, as might be many other pieces of news and
matters of business, until morning light.
With the new day arising, the active youth was much astonished, and
even more gratified, to find his employer again under the same roof. At
the daylight breakfast of the bush—_de rigueur_ when unusual work of
any kind is going forward—he favoured Ernest with a full recital of all
the exciting news.
‘Everything was well as could possibly be. All the cattle at Rainbar
were fat as pigs—all the “circle dot” cattle, all Freemans‘lot, which
had really turned out a famous bargain. A dealer from Ballarat had been
up a week since, and to him he had sold the whole of the Freeman horses
at fifteen pounds a head, cash, young and old. He didn’t think, when
old Cottonbush put the brand on them, that they’d ever see a ten-pound
note for the whole boiling. He had the dealer’s cheque—a good one too,
or he wouldn’t have taken it—for twelve hundred and fifteen pounds!
There were just eighty-one head.
‘As for the back country, it looked lovely. Grass and water everywhere.
The Back Lake was full; the river was bank high, and if there was a
flood—a regular big one—he wouldn’t say but what the water might flow
into the canal after all and fill the Outer Lake. By the way, there
were some back blocks for sale at the back of Rainbar and Mildool, and
if he had his way they should be bought, as it would give them the
command of all the back country as far as Barra Creek, and keep other
people from coming in by and by, and perhaps giving trouble; nothing
like securing all your back country while it is cheap.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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