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-NONSENSE +=====NONSENSE===== 
-No - Mohammed ​wasn't a bushwalker! In fact, had the mountain really come to him, it is not too much to say that the noble art of hiking would have perished for lack of support! It's so easy, I should imagine, to sit back comfortably and watch the mountain creeping towards us... think of the extra long beer we could enjoy! 'Tis but a step further for aforesaid mountain to shrink, (be' careful of the Lux, girls!) - or perhaps climb down us until we recline gracefully (or otherwise as our persons permit) upon the summit! Then again - when Scento-Television becomes as notorious as the modern bushwalking gal, - 'tis certain that ‘iking will be carried out by proxy, as it were, so to speak, etc! We presto a button, and hey press! Before our eyes a vision of Nature'​s beauty unfolds. Sweet flowers scent the air and the sighing of wind through the trees mingles with the gurgling of the brook. By this method (patents pending) we guarantee full reception without distortion, on the instant, and with as little leg exercise as possible... Of course, some method would have to be devised to eliminate the reception of mosquitoes, packs, nettles, burnt-offerings,​ and, other obnoxious animals! We must be nothing if not thorough, and anyone caught proceeding to the Club-Rooms at more than the Mountain'​s speed to Mohammed ​(if any!) will be sentenced to spend a week in the Kowmung without "​eats”. Meanwhile, thank heavens, we continue as before until we reach the aforesaid state of evolution... and Dolly ballads are no more.+No - Muhammad ​wasn't a bushwalker! In fact, had the mountain really come to him, it is not too much to say that the noble art of hiking would have perished for lack of support! It's so easy, I should imagine, to sit back comfortably and watch the mountain creeping towards us... think of the extra long beer we could enjoy! 'Tis but a step further for aforesaid mountain to shrink, (be' careful of the Lux, girls!) - or perhaps climb down us until we recline gracefully (or otherwise as our persons permit) upon the summit! Then again - when Scento-Television becomes as notorious as the modern bushwalking gal, - 'tis certain that ‘iking will be carried out by proxy, as it were, so to speak, etc! We presto a button, and hey press! Before our eyes a vision of Nature'​s beauty unfolds. Sweet flowers scent the air and the sighing of wind through the trees mingles with the gurgling of the brook. By this method (patents pending) we guarantee full reception without distortion, on the instant, and with as little leg exercise as possible... Of course, some method would have to be devised to eliminate the reception of mosquitoes, packs, nettles, burnt-offerings,​ and, other obnoxious animals! We must be nothing if not thorough, and anyone caught proceeding to the Club-Rooms at more than the Mountain'​s speed to Muhammad ​(if any!) will be sentenced to spend a week in the Kowmung without "​eats”. Meanwhile, thank heavens, we continue as before until we reach the aforesaid state of evolution... and Dolly ballads are no more.
 TX. TX.
  
  
-THE BUSH+=====THE BUSH=====
 Give us from dawn to dark, Give us from dawn to dark,
 Blue of Australian skies, Blue of Australian skies,
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-HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF+=====HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF=====
 One, who shall be nameless, intimated his intention of being present at the Swimming Carnival. He caught the train as per schedule, and then alas! memories of the 1st. S.B.W. Swimming Carnival came back to him and lured him and four others away. As the renowned song had it then, "He arrived like the milk in the morn," but this time he got in, in time for a late tea. One, who shall be nameless, intimated his intention of being present at the Swimming Carnival. He caught the train as per schedule, and then alas! memories of the 1st. S.B.W. Swimming Carnival came back to him and lured him and four others away. As the renowned song had it then, "He arrived like the milk in the morn," but this time he got in, in time for a late tea.
 "Bul Bul." "Bul Bul."
  
  
-Notes written on North-West Islet (Great Barrier Reef.) ​+=====Notes written on North-West Islet (Great Barrier Reef.)===== 
  
-FURTHER MEANDERINGS OF DELILAH.+====FURTHER MEANDERINGS OF DELILAH====
  
 There are things happening in the sea that only Scientists and their followings know anything about! I am sitting on North-West Islet scribbling a few notes about things in general. There are about 45 of us here on holiday, and quite a varied crew! The scientific interest has drawn most but there are a number, like me, who have just come for a holiday and to leave behind if only for a few weeks that "​madding crowd"​. I have been out on the Reef all the morning communing with Nature. I discovered such a lot that surprised me. I wish all the world'​s children - who have reached that ever-embarrassing "​question"​ stage, could be brought here and let loose for a few weeks in the lagoons at low tide. It is a calamity to have “batted one's quarter century"​ and be as ignorant of the simplest facts of nature as I found myself. This morning Tom picked up a shell-fish. He turned it over. It was shaped like an ear. "This is called the Ass's Ear or the Venus Ear shell" he volunteered. "What do you think is inside it?" “Well, flesh I s’pose"​ I returned. "Ah, watch!"​ Then he proceeded to dig his powerful thumb through the poor little beastie’s entrails. "You know, you're a cruel wretch,"​ said I, fixing him with a cold, hard gleam, which, him being so used There are things happening in the sea that only Scientists and their followings know anything about! I am sitting on North-West Islet scribbling a few notes about things in general. There are about 45 of us here on holiday, and quite a varied crew! The scientific interest has drawn most but there are a number, like me, who have just come for a holiday and to leave behind if only for a few weeks that "​madding crowd"​. I have been out on the Reef all the morning communing with Nature. I discovered such a lot that surprised me. I wish all the world'​s children - who have reached that ever-embarrassing "​question"​ stage, could be brought here and let loose for a few weeks in the lagoons at low tide. It is a calamity to have “batted one's quarter century"​ and be as ignorant of the simplest facts of nature as I found myself. This morning Tom picked up a shell-fish. He turned it over. It was shaped like an ear. "This is called the Ass's Ear or the Venus Ear shell" he volunteered. "What do you think is inside it?" “Well, flesh I s’pose"​ I returned. "Ah, watch!"​ Then he proceeded to dig his powerful thumb through the poor little beastie’s entrails. "You know, you're a cruel wretch,"​ said I, fixing him with a cold, hard gleam, which, him being so used
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-SOCIAL NOTES+=====SOCIAL NOTES=====
 We have swum and some of us have won our races, but most of us went to the 5th. Annual Swimming Carnival at Leumeah and enjoyed the fun. We have swum and some of us have won our races, but most of us went to the 5th. Annual Swimming Carnival at Leumeah and enjoyed the fun.
  
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