No more bets big Nick cried, as the pennies went up, And they spun round and round in the air Tails he called when they came down to rest, For the spinner it was sheer despair. He tossed the kip down on the ground in the ring; that was a quick lost ten quid This […]
The Trustees of the Dead – a verse
Just recently, I was helping a lady search for information on her grandfather who was once the mayor of Cue in the Murchison. While looking for information, I came across the following verse which was written about him when he became one of the trustees of the Cue Cemetery. Sunday Press 26 July 1903, page […]
He Had So Much Work To Do –
Another favourite verse from the pen of Henry Lawson I tell a simple little story of a settler in the West, Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never rest While the sun shines—and they often work in rainy weather, too: But it’s all about a young man who had so much work to […]
Charlie Webb – a good fellows end
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 indicating Mt. Marshall recalled a story told by Charlie Webb, late of the Granites, Yundamindera, via Pindinnie. Out near the Granites was an […]
The Cattle Dogs Death
The Cattle Dogs Death by Henry Lawson The Plains lay bare on the homeward route, And the march was heavy on man and brute; For the Spirit of Drought was on all the land, And the white heat danced on the glowing sand. The best of our cattle-dogs lagged at last, His strength gave out […]
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