as soon as Bill eased up on the reins, he got his head down, & started to feed. Little Bill was rude enough to laugh, we smiled.
We camped on a nice rising slope one night, & heard the bullocks moving off the camp, caught a horse, jumped on bare backed, & turned the mob back.
Bunda was afraid of an old Abo & his gin camped across a gully on the flat. Even in those days, an abo out of his district, was afraid of being killed, ? & of being eaten too, & Bunda had no NSW on the rump.
We had finished with the rain, & it was much more pleasant for ourselves, but not so good for our beasties, too many narrow lanes & not enough to feed them on, but or horses often got into a paddock at night. Reported in INVERELL & the sergeant told me there were no others to report to till we got to BONDARRA, but he must have been looking from