[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] His father’s mate It was Golden Gully still, but golden in name only, unless indeed the yellow mullock heaps or the bloom of the wattle trees on the hillside gave it a claim to the title. … [Read more...] about His father’s mate [short story by Henry Lawson]
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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 … [Read more...] about Shooting the moon [short story by Henry Lawson]
Mitchell doesn’t believe in the sack [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Mitchell doesn’t believe in the sack ‘If ever I do get a job again,’ said Mitchell, ‘I’ll stick to it while there’s a hand’s turn of work to do, and put a few pounds together. I won’t be … [Read more...] about Mitchell doesn’t believe in the sack [short story by Henry Lawson]
Remailed [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Remailed There is an old custom prevalent in Australasia — and other parts, too, perhaps, for that matter — which, we think, deserves to be written up. It might not be an ‘honoured’ custom … [Read more...] about Remailed [short story by Henry Lawson]
Drifted back [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Drifted back The stranger walked into the corner grocery with the air of one who had come back after many years to see someone who would be glad to see him. He shed his swag and stood it … [Read more...] about Drifted back [short story by Henry Lawson]
Steelman [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Steelman Steelman was a hard case. If you were married, and settled down, and were so unfortunate as to have known Steelman in other days, he would, if in your neighbourhood and dead-beat, … [Read more...] about Steelman [short story by Henry Lawson]
Another of Mitchell’s plans for the future [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] Another of Mitchell’s plans for the future ‘I’ll get down among the cockies along the Lachlan or some of those rivers,’ said Mitchell, throwing down his swag beneath a big tree. ‘A man … [Read more...] about Another of Mitchell’s plans for the future [short story by Henry Lawson]
He’d come back [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] He’d come back The yarn was all lies, I suppose; but it wasn’t bad. A city bushman told it, of course, and he told it in the travellers’ hut. ‘As true’s God hears me I never meant to … [Read more...] about He’d come back [short story by Henry Lawson]
In a dry season [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] In a dry season Draw a wire fence and a few ragged gums, and add some scattered sheep running away from the train. Then you’ll have the bush all along the New South Wales Western line from … [Read more...] about In a dry season [short story by Henry Lawson]
On the edge of a plain [short story by Henry Lawson]
[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).] On the edge of a plain ‘I’d been away from home for eight years,’ said Mitchell to his mate, as they dropped their swags in the mulga shade and sat down. ‘I hadn’t written a letter — kept … [Read more...] about On the edge of a plain [short story by Henry Lawson]