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at an old Sheep Station, about half a mile up HOUSE Creek from the house now known as DOXEDALE, & they must have eaten the younger one, as none of his remains were ever found. They liked Chinese better than white fellow (WOW also means ghost), they were not so salty. The sheep did best on the sandy country, but my father, who was just 21, had experience with sheep on the MONARO, NSW & soon found that sheep would do no good.

They had not found out then that merino sheep did no good near the coast. You can still see where the old wool press was, in what was the house paddock of the old station. Don't know who they sold the sheep to, or the number, or the price, but they bought cattle in NSW getting at least 900 head in a deal at Junee(?) 15/- to be 20/- a head, & lost some of them in the long grass on the Darling Downs. The ancestor of an afterwards prominent politician was supposed to have borrowed them. Some of the cattle strayed back as far as GIN GIN before they got them. My father & TOBY

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