And then they went in to get ready for dinner.
When Jim unpacked his valise, he produced a pretty bracelet for his sister, and a stockwhip for Sam.

On the latter article he was very eloquent.
"Sam, my boy," said he, "there is not such another in the country.

It was made by the celebrated Bill Mossman of the Upper Hunter, the greatest swearer at bullocks, and the most accomplished whipmaker on the Sydney side.

He makes only one in six months, and he makes it a favour to let you have it for five pounds.

You can take a piece of bark off a blue gum, big enough for a canoe, with one cut of it.