. Lost Lenore; or, The adventures of a rolling stone . gold-fields of Victoria, are seldom guilty of malignantviolence towards the whites; but the man whom it wasnow my misfortune to meet proved an exception to thisrule: for the reason, no doubt, that he was maddenedwith alcohol. As he approached me, I saw that he was brandishing awaddy waddy, or club. 1 strove to avoid him; butfound, that although mad with drink, he was active uponhis limbs, and able to hinder me from making a I attempted to run away, I should have been broughtto a stop—by a blow from his waddy waddy. I saw that m
. Lost Lenore; or, The adventures of a rolling stone . gold-fields of Victoria, are seldom guilty of malignantviolence towards the whites; but the man whom it wasnow my misfortune to meet proved an exception to thisrule: for the reason, no doubt, that he was maddenedwith alcohol. As he approached me, I saw that he was brandishing awaddy waddy, or club. 1 strove to avoid him; butfound, that although mad with drink, he was active uponhis limbs, and able to hinder me from making a I attempted to run away, I should have been broughtto a stop—by a blow from his waddy waddy. I saw that my best chance of safety would be in standingfirm, and defending myself. The fellow made two desperate lounges at me with hisclub, which, with some difficulty, I managed to dodge—and all the while that he was delivering his murderousassault, he kept shouting to me, in his native gibberish—apparently making some important communication, butthe nature of which I had not the slightest idea. Just as I was beginning to consider the affair serious, f.
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