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gorge, whose bold sheer cliffs frown at each other and on the deep silent 

 stream below. The most romantic spot of all is Corra Linn, on the South 

 Esk, where the river dashes over boulders through a gateway of basalt, 

 changes into a quiet restful stream, reflecting foliage and rock in its peaceful 

 depths, and then dashes on again, falling and falling and falling, cataract 

 after cataract, whirlpool after whirlpool, until its force is expended in the 

 deep Tamar, and its bosom becomes dotted with the 'white-winged mes- 

 sengers ' of commerce. The South Esk flows through rich agricultural 



On the South Esk, Tasmania. 



country, where the land has been farmed for more than a generation, and 

 where the hedged fields on the hillsides recall Kent and Sussex to the mind 

 of the Englishman, and give the average Australian, whose knowledge of 

 farm landscape is made unpleasant by the recollection of mile after mile of rail 

 fencing, a splendid idea of how husbandry may be made to present a charming 

 aspect. 



A fine railway runs through fertile country to the town of Deloraine, on 

 the River Menader, and on to the north-west coast to the mouth of the 

 Mersey, a distance of eighty miles. It passes large properties devoted 



