William Henry Giles Kingston,
Adventures in Australia
“ The instant I raised my weapon, they all vanished as before. Directly afterwards I caught sight of the glare of the fire: I dashed forward, when to my surprise I found my brother and Bracewell coolly seated on the ground, engaged in preparing a couple of parrots which the former had shot.“Up, up!” I exclaimed: “the blacks are upon us—there is not a moment to lose if we intend to save our lives.”“Oh, nonsense!” cried Bracewell. “You’ve seen a big ‘boomer,’ or the stump of a tree, which you have mistaken for a black fellow.” ”
