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The Dingo Boys The Squatters of Wallaby Range   By: (1831-1909)

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The Dingo Boys; or, The Squatters of Wallaby Range, by George Manville Fenn.

A family from England arrive in Australia, where they acquire the carts and other material needed to set forth and find suitable land to squat on. The family consists of several adults, two young daughters of around twenty, and three boys of around sixteen, cousins. There is also an old English gardener who has agreed to come out with them.

On the way up country they acquire somehow an aboriginal hanger on, who, however, proves a tower of strength in all sorts of vicissitudes in which they find themselves. Because he's black they call him Ashantee at first, shorten this to Shanter, and then refer to Tam o' Shanter on certain occasions.

The adults keep saying they distrust Shanter, but time after time he proves them wrong, and gets them out of situations which appear hopeless, in the typical George Manville Fenn style.

An interesting read, but you will have to get used to the speech forms used by Shanter, which are in a sort of pidgin cum aboriginal form. Nothing too difficult, though, as plenty of guidance is provided in the text.




"Better stay here, squire. Aren't the land good enough for you?"

"Oh yes; the land's good enough, sir."

"Stop and take up a run close by. If you go yonder, the piggers'll eat you without salt."

Here followed a roar of laughter from the party of idlers who were busy doing nothing with all their might, as they lounged about the wharves and warehouses of Port Haven.

Emigrants' guide books said that Port Haven was a busy rising town well inside the Barrier Reef on the east coast of Northern Australia, and offered abundant opportunities for intending settlers.

On this particular sunny morning Port Haven was certainly not "busy," and if "rising," it had not risen enough for much of it to be visible. There were a few wooden buildings of a very rough description; there was a warehouse or two; and an erection sporting a flagstaff and a ragged Union Jack, whose front edge looked as if the rats had been trying which tasted best, the red, white, or blue; and upon a rough board nailed over the door was painted in white letters, about as badly as possible, "Jennings' Hotel;" but the painter had given so much space to "Jennings'," that "Hotel" was rather squeezed, like the accommodation inside; and consequently from a distance, that is to say, from the deck of the ship Ann Eliza of London, Norman Bedford could only make out "Jennings' Hot," and he drew his brother and cousin's attention to the fact the `el' being almost invisible.

"Well, who cares?" cried his brother Raphael.

"So's everybody else," said their cousin, Artemus Lake. "I'm melting, and feel as if I was standing in a puddle. But I say, Man, what a place to call a port!"

"Oh, it doesn't matter," said Norman. "Of course we're not going to stop here. Are we going to anchor close up to that pier thing?"

"Pier, Master Norman?" said a hard faced man in a glazed straw hat, "that's the wharf."

"Gammon! why, it's only a few piles and planks. I say, Rifle, look there. That's a native;" and the boy pointed to a very glossy black, who had been squatting on his heels at the edge of the primitive wharf, but who now rose up, planted the sole of his right foot against the calf of his left leg, and kept himself perpendicular by means of what looked like a very thin clothes prop.

"If that's a native," said Raphael, "he has come out of his shell, eh, Tim?"

"Yes," said Artemus, solemnly. "Australian chief magnificently attired in a small piece of dirty cotton."

Captain Bedford, retired officer of the Royal Engineers, a bluff, slightly grey man of fifty, who was answerable as father and godfather for the rather formidable names of the three bright, sun burned, manly lads of fifteen to seventeen names which the boys had shortened into "Man", "Tim," and "Rifle" overheard the conversation and laughed... Continue reading book >>

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