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Shearing.

An old-time Australian shearer sends us a c clipping- from a Sydney paper. it appeared some twenty years ago, and was considered a mas> terpiece. Subjoined are the verses referred to ; NORTHWARD TO THE SHEDS. There’s a whisper from the regions oiit beyond the Barwon banks. There’s a gathering of the legions, and a forming of the ranks, There’s a murmur coming nearer with the signs that never fail. And it's time for every shearer to be out upon the trail. They must leave their girls behind them, and their empty glasses, too. For there’s plenty left to mind them when they cross the dry Barcoo. There’ll be kissing, there’ll be sorrow, \ such as only sweethearts know ; But before the noon to-morrow they’ll be singing as they go— -■ For the Western creeks are calling, And the idle days are done. With the snowy fleeces falling. And the Queensland sheds begun. There is shortening of the bridle, there is tightening of the girth, There is fondling of the idol that they loves the best on earth ; Northward from the Lachlan River, and the sun-dried Castlereagh, Outward to the Never-Never ride the “ringers” on their way. From the green bends of the Murray they have run their horses in, For there's haste and there is hurry when the Queensland sheds begin. On the Bogan they are bridling, they are saddling on the Bland, There is plunging- and there’s sidling—for the colts don’t understand— That the Western creeks ore calling. And the idle days are done, With the snowy fleeces falling. And the Queensland sheds begun. They will camp below the station, they'll be cutting peg and pole, Rearing tents for occupation till the “calling of the roll,” And it’s time the nags were driven, and it’s time to strap the pack, For there’s never license given to the laggards on the track. , Hark ' the music of the battle—it is time to bare our swords ! Do you hear th£ "rush and rattle as they tramp along- the boards ? They are past the pen-cloors picking ' light-woolled weaners one by one : I can hear the shear-blades clicking, and X know- the light's begun ’ WH.O., in Sydney Bulletin.

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Shearing., Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 49, 2 February 1907

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Shearing. Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 49, 2 February 1907

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