. The Land of the Lyre bird; a story of early settlement in the great forest of south Gippsland. Being a description of the Big Scrub in its virgin state with its birds and animals, and of the adventures and hardship of its early explorers and prospectors; also accounts by the settlers of the clearing, settlement, and development of the country . lighted to see it diop (juite dead. When I told my hus-band Avhat I had done, he otily laughed till he saw it. and even then it washard for him to believe that I had shot it. as 1 had been too frightened beforeto hold a gim; evidently the greater fear
. The Land of the Lyre bird; a story of early settlement in the great forest of south Gippsland. Being a description of the Big Scrub in its virgin state with its birds and animals, and of the adventures and hardship of its early explorers and prospectors; also accounts by the settlers of the clearing, settlement, and development of the country . lighted to see it diop (juite dead. When I told my hus-band Avhat I had done, he otily laughed till he saw it. and even then it washard for him to believe that I had shot it. as 1 had been too frightened beforeto hold a gim; evidently the greater fear cured me. All night the dingoes would set up a most dismal howl that made onesblood nni cold, and the roar and screams of the bears Avould echo through theforest, but Avhen the day broke the singing of the birds and the sweet smellof the different shrubs would make one forget the fears of the night thank God for the beauties of nature. Oh I how I used to love the earlymornings, when everything aAvoke to new life: I Avould just stand and feaston the beauty and glory of it all. There Avas a si)ot doAvn by the river AvhichI neAer tirecl of looking at. the tall tree ferns, Avith their graceful spreadingplumes, the Ijracken. SAvordgrass. clematis, maiden-hair fern, and Xmas , made a picture impossible for me to descrii) ^^«r^ 4 /■■- HP ■4 1 • ^- A BEAUTY SPOT TX THE GREAT FOREST, RECOLLECTIONS AND EXPERIENCES. 353 The Suiidays ul\va3^s seemed long for tlie first 12 months; we woiihl readtill tired, and then go out and sit on a log or slump, and build castles in theair. It was too rough to go for a walk, and with so much to be done wealmost longed for Monday to come, so that we could be at it again. As time went by we could hear what seemed to be thunder in the distance,but it was in reality the noise made by scrub falling as it was cut. One daywhen up the track, my husband saw what appeared to be a break in the topsof the trees to the North; so, the
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