He would bring him here, and show him all the wonders, and perhaps he would build a new hut over here, and come and live in it?
Perhaps the pretty young lady, with the feathers in her hat, lived somewhere here, too?
There! There is one of those children he had seen before across the river.

Ah! ah! it was not a child at all, but a pretty grey beast, with big ears.

A kangaroo, my lad; he won't play with you, but skips away slowly, and leaves you alone.
There is something like the gleam of water on that rock.

A snake! Now a sounding rush through the wood, and a passing shadow.

An eagle! He brushes so close to the child; that he strikes at the bird with a stick, and then watches him as he shoots up like a rocket, and, measuring the fields of air in ever-widening circles, hangs like a motionless speck upon the sky; though, measure his wings across, and you will find he is nearer fifteen feet than fourteen.
Here is a prize, though! A wee little native bear, barely eight inches long,--a little grey beast, comical beyond expression, with broad flapped ears, sits on a tree within reach.