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Bill’s dinner to him likewise when he is splitting or fencing two or
                                                              three miles from the house.
                                                                Nowadays  the  desideratum  is  a  horse  and  trap,  and  there  is
                                                              more driving than riding, except among the young folk in the back-
                                                              blocks. The incursion of town-bred people into the closer-settled
                                                              areas has wrought many changes, including, with the concomitant
                              Bella Bush                      shortening of distances, the decadence of the equestrienne. The
                                                              town person regards the wild nature-moods of Bella Bush as im-
                                                              proper; but Bella is more broad-minded, and though she may be as
                                      From “Life in the Australian       free in her speech as in her actions, she is likely to be a better girl
                                                              than many of those who are shocked by her wanton wiles.
                                         Backblocks”            I was one morning waiting at a station store with some stock-
                                          By Edward S. Sorenson  men when a slip of a girl in a tweed cap and satin shoes, and some
                                                              diaphanous material between, came out of the house with a dou-
                                                              * A Project Gutenberg   ble-barrelled breech-loader in her hands. A hundred hawks were
                                                                 of Australia eBook *  circling overhead. Standing in the garden, she put the gun to her
                                                              shoulder and brought down two in quick succession. I had seen
                                                              many a smart girl behind a gun; one was a governess in the north-
               A vision in satin Shoes                        west, who used to go rabbit-shooting with me among the rocks,
          Woman’s sphere in the bush is defined according to the size of   carrying her own artillery; and in many homes there is a special
        the old man’s purse. On squattages, and on the better-class selec-  light gun hanging on the wall for Bella’s use when hawks, crows, or
        tions, she has time to bang the piano into a tuneless horror, to play   goannas make a raid on the poultry and eggs; but the vision in satin
        tennis—with a rabbit-proof fence across the centre of the “lawn”—  shoes surprised me.
        to spin into town behind a pair of good trotters to get the mail, to   With the poorer classes life in the bush is generally a compound
        attend the flower show, the hospital ball, or the grass-fed races,   of hard work and isolation. Here Bella has to perform many tasks
        to discuss the latest books and the prevailing fashions. Among her   that a city woman would rebel against. Yet they are always cheer-
        less fortunate sisters the change of fashion means remodelling the   ful, always ready for a joke. After a long day’s work, in and out of
        old dress. The cream decoration that was a feature of last year’s   doors, they will walk or ride miles to a dance at night, returning
        ball will be resurrected for this year’s whirl as a beautiful blush-  about daylight to set to work again. In places when Bella Bush has
        pink, or some delicate shade of blue, subsequently turning saffron   to walk to the dance she goes rough-shod, carrying her dancing
        for the races. Whatever her station, Bella is an adept at “making a   shoes in a handkerchief, but she changes when near the place of
        do of things.”                                        entertainment, and leaves the rough footgear tucked under a log.
          It is no novelty to come upon her in the deep forests and track-  Once, in a drought-time, I saw a woman and two girls lopping
        less hills of big runs at mustering times, well mounted, and her   trees to keep a few sheep alive, climbing aloft and straddling the
        pretty sun-kissed face glowing through the tunnel of a plain bon-  limbs like men; while another was drawing water with slide and
        net or a big straw hat tied down over her ears with a pink ribbon.   cask  from  a  lagoon  three  miles  away.  Hard,  wiry,  sun-browned
        She slides down into steep gorges and leaps over gullies and logs   women are these, with the hearts of gold that surmount the barri-
        with easy seat and graceful movement; and she shoots round the   ers of lonely lands.
        wings of half-wild cattle with stock-whip in full blast. Her whip is a
        pearl, being mostly presented by some admiring Greenhide Jack;   Many carry water for domestic use in buckets, sometimes us-
        and when Jack makes anything for the pet creation, you can bet   ing a yoke or an iron hoop to keep the buckets clear of their skirts.
        your bottom Cobar he will put all his ingenuity into it.  A part of their laundry is a small bench on the bank of the creek,
                                                              whither the clothes are carried on washing day. They seldom have
          At many backblock stations the mustering troupe, riding off in   a washing-board, never a wringer; and they stand, barefooted, for
        the early morning, is delightfully picturesque, being composed of   hours on a sloppy bank. An ordinary boiler, or a kerosene tin, takes
        white men and black men, of black girls and white girls. On some   the place of the usual copper, and fuel is collected in the favour-
        Bulloo River runs I have seen black girls wearing trousers and riding   ite haunt of snakes, scorpions, centipedes, and other inimical live-
        astraddle on men’s saddles; but Bella Bush, though she may use a   stock. Most of the wardrobe is spread out on the grass and bushes,
        man’s saddle, sits in conventional fashion when the opposite sex is   on logs, and along the fence. There is no mangling, there is no man-
        present. Otherwise she is capable of throwing her leg over, and rid-  gle, but Bella can tell you precisely the merits of different woods for
        ing with the gay abandonment of her black sisters. If you meet her   heating flat-irons, and which is the best for baking; also the most
        on the run, she will probably pass you in frigid silence, but with the   suitable to burn a white ash for whitewashing the fireplace, the
        steady scrutiny of a tracker. When the cattle are in the yards, Bella   hearthstone, and the front doorstep. Likewise she is familiar with
        loves to perch on a cap and handle a drafting gate.   the composition of tea-trees, the soft-leaf one providing the gigan-
          At one time in the bush it was the ambition of every girl and   tic broom with which she sweeps the bare patches round the domi-
        woman to have a horse and side-saddle. When Jim went to see the   cile and assaults the poultry when they hang around.
        girl she expected to be taken for a ride, and if she didn’t possess the
        means herself he had to bring it with him. He is still met on many
        tracks on Sunday, leading a saddled horse for the girl; and when   She  is  doctor  and  nurse  when  sickness  comes  and  accidents
        they are engaged the riding outfit is one of the most cherished   happen; many a long night journey she has ridden for the doctor;
        presents. They ride to the races, to the show, and to the dance;   many a flooded stream she has swum to save the stock; and when
        and occasionally one is reminded of old days by seeing mother on   the bush fire is threatening home and crops and fences you will
        a horse, with baby on her knee. She goes shopping on horseback   find her, with skirts tied up behind, and not infrequently wearing
        then, with a white pillow-slip strapped in front of her, and she takes   pants for safety, half blinded with smoke, scorched and blackened,

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