But I love the bush-folk for the good that is in them, hidden, so often,
carefully away deep down in their brave, strong hearts--hearts and men
that ring true, whether they have "learnt sense," or "know how to
behave," or are only of the others. But every man's life runs parallel
with other lives, and while the Fizzer was "punching along" his dry
stages events were moving rapidly with us; while perhaps, aways in the
hearts of towns, men and women were "winning through the dry stages" of
their lives there.
CHAPTER XIII
Soon after the Fizzer left us the horse-teams came in, and went on,
top-heavy with stores for "inside"; but the "Macs" were now thinking of
the dry stages ahead, and were travelling at the exasperating rate of
about four miles a day, as they "nursed the bullocks" through the good
grass country.
Dan had lost interest in waggons, and was anxious to get among the cattle
again; but with the trunks so near, the house growing rapidly, the days
of sewing waiting, I refused point-blank to leave the homestead just
then.
Dan tried to taunt me into action, and reviewed the "kennel" with
critical eyes.
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