CHAPTER XIII. 



JAUNTS AND JOTTINGS — (continued). 



An Aldermanic jaunt. Lewis's Ponds. A breakfast lost. 

 Electioneering. Establishing a newspaper. Legislators. 

 A jaunt to Hobart. A glorious country. Brown's River. 

 How we drove there. In Queensland. Brisbane sports. 

 Old Vespasian. Scamp. A scene on the racecourse. 

 James Tyson millionaire. His habits and character. 



Old residents of Bathurst have much to say about 

 tushraogers, and how in days gone by these free 

 rangers rode into the town and committed desperate 

 acts with a bravado that would have astonished 

 Baron Munchausen or the redoubtable Gulliver 

 himself. For spinning yarns give mo an old resi- 

 dent. It is a positive pleasure to listen to these 

 gentlemen — they exaggerate with such unblushing 

 effrontery. Some of these old inhabitants regretted 

 the demolition of the ancient gaol as being the 

 removal of a landmark that vouched for their ve- 

 racity. Most of the roads about Bathurst are good, 

 and were made by convict labour, and roads made 

 in this manner are as lasting as the old York Road. 



