Jean, Our Little Australian CousinNixon-Roulet, Mary F.
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Jean, Our Little Australian Cousin
Nixon-Roulet, Mary F.
Children -- Australia -- Juvenile literature
Australia, though a continent, is a part of the Empire of Great Britain.
A few years ago it was a wild country, where no white people lived,
filled with Blacks, who were man-eating savages. These are fast dying
out, but in this story you will learn something about them, and of the
lives of your Australian Cousins.
Contents
CHAPTER PAGE
I. "LAND!" 1
II. SAILING TO SYDNEY 8
III. A DRIVE 20
IV. ON THE WAY TO THE "RUN" 32
V. LIFE AT DJERINALLUM 47
VI. "LOST!" 60
VII. JEAN FINDS A FRIEND 76
VIII. IN THE BUSH 90
IX. HOUSEKEEPING IN A CAVE 101
X. DANDY SAVES THE DAY 117
List of Illustrations
PAGE
JEAN _Frontispiece_
"'I THOUGHT PACIFIC MEANT PEACEFUL,' SAID FERGUS" 11
"'THAT IS THE LYRE BIRD, ISN'T HE A HANDSOME FELLOW?'" 58
"'THAT WAS A PLATYPUS, OR WATER MOLE,' SAID MR.
MCDONALD" 66
"THE LEAVES PARTED AND A BLACK FACE PEERED THROUGH
THE BUSHES" 99
"THE BLACK BOY ON A PONY LED BY A WHITE CHILD" 128
Our Little Australian Cousin
CHAPTER I
"LAND"
FERGUS and Jean were very tired of the long voyage. They stood at the
taffrail looking over the dancing waves, longing for the sight of land.
"It seems as if we would never get there, Father," said Fergus. "How
long it is since we left home!"
"And how far away Scotland seems," sighed his mother, as she took little
Jean on her lap and stroked her fair hair.
"But Australia is to be our home now," said Mr. Hume cheerfully. "See,
there is the very first glimpse of it," and he pointed across the water
to a dim line, as the look-out called "Land!"
"We are passing Port Phillip's Head," he said presently. "See the
lighthouse! Soon we shall land and you will see a beautiful city."
"Beautiful!" Fergus said in surprise. "Why, I thought Melbourne was a
wild sort of a place. You have told us about the time you were here long
ago, before you married my mother, and you had floods in the streets and
had to climb up on top of some one's porch for fear of being drowned."
"That was fifteen years ago, my son," said Mr. Hume with a smile.
"Melbourne is very different now from what it was then, and then it was
not at all like it was when its first settlers saw it.
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