My name's Dick Marston, Sydney-side native. I'm twenty-nine years old, six feet in my stocking soles, and thirteen stone weight. Pretty strong and active with it, so they say. I don't want to blow—not here, any road—but it takes a good man to put me on my back, or stand up to me with the gloves, or the naked mauleys. I can ride anything—anything that ever was lapped in horsehide—swim like a musk-duck, and track like a Myall blackfellow. Most things that a man can do I'm up to, and that's a...

When Mr. Ernest Neuchamp, younger, of Neuchampstead, Bucks, quitted the ancient roof-tree of his race, for a deliberate conflict with fortune, in a far land, he carried with him a purpose which went far to neutralise doubt and depression. A crusader rather than a colonist, his lofty aims embraced far more than the ordinary sordid struggle with unkind nature, with reluctant success. Such might be befitting aspirations for eager and rude adventurers, half speculators, half buccaneers. They m...

‘What letter are you holding in your hand all this time, my dear?’ said Captain Howard Effingham to his wife during a certain family council. ‘Really, I had almost forgotten it. A foreign postmark—I suppose it is from your friend Mr. Sternworth, in Australia or New Zealand.’ ‘Sternworth lives in New South Wales, not New Zealand,’ returned he rather testily. ‘I have told you more than once that the two places are a thousand miles apart by sea. Yes! it is from old Harley. When he was chaplai...

Massinger Court in Herefordshire was a grand old Tudor mansion, the brown sandstone walls and tiled roofs of which had been a source of pride to the inhabitants of the county for untold generations. Standing in a fair estate of ten thousand acres, three roods, and twenty-eight perches (to be accurate), with a nominal rental of somewhat over fifteen thousand a year, it might be thought that for the needs of an unmarried man of eight and twenty there was "ample room and verge enough." Beside...

Standing in the gathering winterly twilight, at the intersection of Elizabeth and Flinders Streets, one instinctively remarks the long crowded suburban trains, laden with homeward-bound passengers, quitting the city and care for the night's charmed interval. All the streets of busy Melbourne are yet thronged, in spite of the apparently rapid diminution which is proceeding. The indefinable hum, noticeable in large urban populations at the close of the day, as the lamps are lit, which mark f...

Mr. Stamford was riding slowly, wearily homeward in the late autumnal twilight along the dusty track which led to the Windāhgil station. The life of a pastoral tenant of the Crown in Australia is, for the most part, free, pleasant, and devoid of the cares which assail so mordantly the heart of modern man in cities. But striking exceptions to this rule are furnished periodically. “A dry season,” in the bush vernacular, supervenes. In the drear months which follow, “the flower fadeth, the gr...

As a Commissioner of Goldfields, and Police Magistrate, in New South Wales, it is hardly necessary to say that Arnold Banneret’s pay was not conspicuously in advance of the necessaries of life. Necessaries which may be thus catalogued: a couple of decent ride-and-drive horses, a light, much-enduring buggy, clothes and books, boots and shoes, bread and butter, for half-a-dozen growing boys and girls—with an occasional trip to the seaside, and a regularly recurring doctor’s bill; while the R...

Shearing commences to-morrow! These apparently simple words were spoken by Hugh Gordon, the manager of Anabanco station, in the district of Riverina, in the colony of New South Wales, one Monday morning in the month of August. The utterance had its importance to every member of a rather extensive "CORPS DRAMATIQUE" awaiting the industrial drama about to be performed. A low sand-hill a few years since had looked out over a sea of grey plains, covered partly with grass, partly with salsifero...

The ebook "The Evolution of Japanese Music from the Heian Period to the Present Day" covers the rich history and transformation of Japanese music across multiple periods. It explores key eras such as the Heian, Muromachi, Edo, and modern periods, focusing on how historical, political, and cultural shifts shaped musical forms. During the Heian period (794–1185), Gagaku (court music) and Bugaku (dance) dominated the scene, representing the pinnacle of classical Japanese music tied to the imp...

The novel is set in the rugged and untamed Australian outback during the 1850s and 1860s and tells the story of two brothers, Dick and Jim Marston, who become involved in a life of crime. The Marston brothers turn to bushranging, robbing travelers and settlers in the remote bushland areas of New South Wales and Victoria.The narrative is presented as a first-person account by Dick Marston, who serves as the story's protagonist and narrator. Throughout the novel, readers follow the Marston b...

'Through the Wheat' (1923) is a novel by the American journalist, scriptwriter, and novelist Thomas Alexander Boyd (1898–1935).Influenced by his own experiences on the battlefields of France in the First World War, this story follows William Hicks, a rifleman in the U.S. Marine Corps, through his first experience of combat.After enlisting, William Hicks is eager to see combat but as friends die and the reality of war hits home, he must find the strength to survive.C...

In "The Squatter's Dream," Thomas Alexander Browne, writing under the pseudonym "Rolf Boldrewood," weaves a rich tapestry of colonial life in Australia during the 19th century. The novel is celebrated for its vivid realism and sharp social commentary, offering readers an in-depth exploration of the life of squatters—those who settled on land they did not own, navigating the harsh landscapes and social hierarchies of the burgeoning Australian outback. Browne employs a distinct narrative sty...