"How did you come to grief ?" "Oh, I came out here with a big mob of cattle," said the old man, filling his pipe, as Ah Loy placed some tin plates, a tin dish, and a bottle of Worcester sauce on the table, and withdrew to the kitchen for the provender.

"I lived here, and I spent nothing, and I let 'em breed.
I just looked on, and let 'em breed.

Oh, there was no waste about my management.

I hadn't an overseer at two pounds ten a week, to boss a lot of flash stockmen at two pounds.

I jest got my own two gins and three good black boys, and I watched them cattle like a blessed father.