a Sub-Inspector of Police; Sloper entered the Christian ministry;
Dodge was elected to the Federal Parliament; and a vague tradition about
"a bloke who came up here in the horrors, and drownded poor old O'Grady,"
is the only memory that remains of that wonderful creation,
the Cast-iron Canvasser.




The Merino Sheep



People have got the impression that the merino is a gentle, bleating animal
that gets its living without trouble to anybody, and comes up every year
to be shorn with a pleased smile upon its amiable face.
It is my purpose here to exhibit the merino sheep in its true light.

First let us give him his due. No one can accuse him of being
a ferocious animal. No one could ever say that a sheep attacked him
without provocation; although there is an old bush story of a man
who was discovered in the act of killing a neighbour's wether.

"Hello!" said the neighbour, "What's this? Killing my sheep!
What have you got to say for yourself?"

"Yes," said the man, with an air of virtuous indignation.
"I AM killing your sheep. I'll kill ANY man's sheep that bites ME!"

But as a rule the merino refrains from using his teeth on people.