The Sun Kalgoorlie, WA 30 July 1916, page 4 MT REMARKABLE: The inability of a party of Perth politicians and pressmen who were motoring in the locality to see any eminence. Mr. Marshall recalled a story told by Charlie Webb, late of the Granites, Yundamindera, via Pindinnie. Out near the Granites was an auriferous patch […]
The Heat Wave by Andree Hayward
The Heat Wave When the earth was parched and the sky aflame When the old year slept beyond praise or blame In an evil moment, a heatwave came Some dropped the pen, and some dropped the pick Some were dying, and some more were sick And sunstroke cases came fast and thick Creation dropped in […]
When the Children Come Home – by Henry Lawson
On a lonely selection far out in the West An old woman works all the day without rest, And she croons, as she toils ‘neath the sky’s glassy dome, `Sure I’ll keep the ould place till the childer come home.’ She mends all the fences, she grubs, and she ploughs, She drives the old horse, […]
From The Far West by Barcroft Boake
From the Far West by Barcroft Boake ’Tis a song of the Never Never land — Set to the tune of a scorching gale On the sandhills red, When the grasses dead Loudly rustle, and bow the head To the breath of its dusty hail: Where the cattle trample a dusty pad Across the never-ending […]
Oh Who Could Paint a Goldfield – by Henry Lawson
This is a favourite of mine, especially the first two lines, to me, they are evocative of the spirit of the Goldfields: Oh! Who could paint a Goldfields and paint the picture right? As old adventurers saw it in early morning light. The yellow mounds of mullock with spots of red and white The scattered […]
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