Old Melbourne Memories: Second Edition, RevisedBoldrewood, Rolf
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Old Melbourne Memories: Second Edition, Revised
Boldrewood, Rolf
Frontier and pioneer life -- Australia -- Melbourne (Vic.); Victoria -- Description and travel; Victoria -- Social life and customs
Mr. Gottreaux did not look, to our eyes, the "man for Galway"; or likely
to make much out of a cattle run in those hard-riding, hard-living days.
Tall and soldierly-looking, with a big moustache, he had a bluff,
German-baron sort of air. He was portly withal, and, though a cavalry
man, not up to much in the "cutting-out" or cattle-muster line. The
first thing to which he devoted his energies was the building of a
spacious, wide-verandahed brick cottage, dooming the snug old slab
homestead, where we had all spent so many pleasant hours, to do duty as
barracks and out-offices. After this he inquired of one of the visitors,
who, after our custom, had come to help at the muster, whether it would
not be easy to transmit his share of the profits to a friend in England,
who had an interest--as a sleeping partner--in the station.
The man whom he addressed smiled inwardly, and sardonically replied,
"Very easy." We thought this a good joke when it was handed over to us a
week after. But Mr. Gottreaux was right, and we were all wrong, proving
how difficult it was to decide in such matters unless all the factors of
the sum are in view. In the first place, the new proprietor was a man of
brains and method, culture and knowledge of the world. He did not scurry
about in the camp on the stock-horse of the period--it was not his
_metier_; but he paid and controlled a good stock-rider who did. He
lived comfortably, preferring, reasonably, to dine at ease after the
business of the day was concluded. But he kept his accounts correctly,
and provided that the balance should be on the right side. The seasons
were favourable; they are rarely otherwise in the pleasant west country,
to the green pastures of which fate had guided the "bold Uhlan." And
then--trump card of all--the Gold Magician played shortly afterwards. He
threw down an ace--waved his wand. The cattle which our friend purchased
at L2, with right of run added, became worth L10 per head. So he _had_
profits to remit to his partner after all, by no means of small annual
amount either.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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