Auld Lang Syne [short story by Henry Lawson]

[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Auld Lang Syne There were ten of us there on the wharf when our first mate left for Maoriland, he having been forced to leave Sydney because he could not get anything like regular graft, nor anything like wages for the […]

Baldy Thompson [short story by Henry Lawson]

[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Baldy Thompson Rough, squarish face, curly auburn wig, bushy grey eyebrows and moustache, and grizzly stubble — eyes that reminded one of Dampier the actor. He was a squatter of the old order — new chum, swagman, drover, shearer, super, pioneer, […]

The geological spieler [short story by Henry Lawson]

[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] The geological spieler There’s nothing so interesting as Geology, even to common and ignorant people, especially when you have a bank or the side of a cutting, studded with fossil fish and things and oysters that were stale when Adam was […]

Shooting the moon [short story by Henry Lawson]

[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Shooting the moon We lay in camp in the fringe of the mulga, and watched the big red, smoky, rising moon out on the edge of the misty plain, and smoked and thought together sociably. Our nose-bags were nice and heavy, […]