William Henry Giles Kingston

William Henry Giles Kingston

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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Young Berringtons: The Boy Explorers

Near it were some trees with wide-spreading boughs, intertwined by numbers of the never-failing vine. Here was just the place they wanted.
Bendigo, knowing that they would camp there, dismounted, and hobbled his horse. They then saw him narrowly examining a tall gum-tree, up to which he had ridden. It must have been a hundred feet in height before any branches were reached.
“If he sees anything up there it will be of little use,” observed Reggy, “for I am sure he will never get it.”
“Stay a minute,” answered Harry; “the black knows what he is about.”
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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Young Berringtons: The Boy Explorers

Hector and Reginald could not help laughing as they saw the wonderful bounds he made, holding his little front claws close to him, as a man does when running a race, with his knowing head held upright. Sometimes, when passing through high grass, the head and shoulders alone were visible, and the dogs could not be perceived except by the waving grass, while often they could not see the chase; still they kept on in its tracks. At last a large water-hole was reached, the kangaroo leapt into it, and having gained the centre, turned round and watched for the approach of the dogs.
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Portrait of William Henry Giles Kingston William Henry Giles Kingston The Young Berringtons: The Boy Explorers

We shall be starved, to a certainty,” moaned Hector; “I’m desperately hungry already.”
“Are you? Poor fellow! then you will have to come to ’possum, or have to eat a tree-lizard, or our friend the laughing jackass, or her eggs, if she happen to have a nest in this tree. We must set off on a voyage of discovery directly.”
“I wonder you can joke, placed in so fearful a position as we are,” said Hector, in an angry tone.
“What would be the use of moaning and sighing, I should like to know?” asked Harry. “I always like to make the best of things. The flood won’t last for ever.
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