A Kangaroo Hunt 



of his kind ; and I chose him as my espe- 

 cial model. In order to study exhaustively 

 all their eccentricities of motion, I got 

 into the habit of stirring this old fellow 

 up with pebbles, small clods of earth, or 

 anything else which came to my hand. 

 He soon began to resent this treatment ; 

 and finally, the moment I appeared upon 

 the grounds, he would rush up to the bar- 

 rier and stand at bay, spitting at me sav- 

 agely, and exhibiting every sign of the most 

 furious rage. In another paddock were 

 some very pretty does, with great, soft, 

 liquid eyes like those of an antelope. 

 These I tried to make friends with, feed- 

 ing them regularly with buns and sweets, 

 of which they are very fond. The result 

 was that one of them soon came to know 

 me well, and always came up to be stroked 

 and petted. 



If the colonization of Australia con- 

 tinues at the same rapid pace at which it 

 is now proceeding, it is hardly too much 

 to say that, fifty years from date, the kan- 

 garoo will only be known as a domestic 

 pet, or preserved perhaps upon some gen- 

 tleman's private estate, like the deer in 

 the royal park at Windsor. Their places 

 will then be taken by the deer and the 

 foxes, which have, during the past few 



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