This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1901 edition. Excerpt: ... chapter xxvi the "bushies" I Have known the Australian Bushman for years--as he exists on his native heath. He is not a "Bushranger" in our sense of the word; neither is he an aboriginal, as some people seem to imagine. The Sydney Daily Telegraph correspondent, who accompanied the first lot round by way of Beira, records his impression of them. He says: --"As an Englishman I have derived much pleasure from the study of the Bushman, and after two months' intercourse I have come to the conclusion that he is one of the best fellows in the world--and this after he had laughed me to scorn for drinking tea with milk, and had been unsympathetically mirthful over my ineffectual effort to make "damper," or the tasty "devils in the coals." He is a tall, raw-boned, good-natured beggar; he can make tea in a period an ordinary man would be striking a match; he can ride horses that tie themselves up into knots and buck with greatk suddenness and power; he can swear so that I have seen regular Tommies stand agape in awesome admiration. With a sick comrade he is tender as a child; he is the sort of stuff that heroes are cut from, and when a buck crosses his path within eyeshot he fears not God or the game laws." Unfortunately, there would appear to have been some difficulty with his officers, several of whom, in Rhodesia, were chosen by a committee. Colonel Carew, their Brigadier, in an interview on the subject, is thus represented: --"What do I think of the Bushmen?" he said, sweeping a pile of returns off a chair and motioning me to a seat. "They are great, aud I am just as proud of my command as I can possibly be. They want a little training, but they are wonderfully adaptable, and they can ride. Look at that fellow "--a mounted man of the Victorians...