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 =====Editorial===== =====Editorial=====
  
-Before we took on this editing game, we used to wonder if there was much extra work involved in making a magazine run in "special" numbers - featuring now +Before we took on this editing game, we used to wonder if there was much extra work involved in making a magazine run in "special" numbers - featuring now this aspect, now that. We have since discovered that there is no work involved at all; specials, like this "Tigers Number", just happen, so don't, please, run away with the idea that it was carefully arranged - or that the Tigers are the only section of the Club that walks, or talks, or writes.
-this aspect, now that. We have since discovered that there is no work involved at all; specials, like this "Tigers Number", just happen, so don't, please, run away with the idea that it was carefully arranged - or that the Tigers are the only section of the Club that walks, or talks, or writes.+
  
 Next issue, and many others, we want to come from the rabbits, hippos, orangutans, and other, unnamed, walkers. Come now, all of you, grasp your pens and let us hear what you have been doing, saying, and thinking -- but make it snappy, please, as the Editor is liable to be arrested by the Business Manager at any moment for exceeding the space limit in this issue. If it happens again (too soon) we hate to think what may be her fate. Next issue, and many others, we want to come from the rabbits, hippos, orangutans, and other, unnamed, walkers. Come now, all of you, grasp your pens and let us hear what you have been doing, saying, and thinking -- but make it snappy, please, as the Editor is liable to be arrested by the Business Manager at any moment for exceeding the space limit in this issue. If it happens again (too soon) we hate to think what may be her fate.
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 To start with we joined the now famous submarine party after its piscatorial pushing through the Upper Kowmung. Church Creek was the rendezvous and it held true. After arriving in a celestial chariot ("ask-the-man-who-owns-one"), which startled the local peasantry at Yerranderie by its magnificence, we pushed down to Water Gully for the night's camp. By the way, all had developed a sneer, a real, snooty one, whilst in the precincts of the chariot, but it faded quickly when somebody reminded the party that the Flying Frigidaire came from the same, but an older, firmament. To start with we joined the now famous submarine party after its piscatorial pushing through the Upper Kowmung. Church Creek was the rendezvous and it held true. After arriving in a celestial chariot ("ask-the-man-who-owns-one"), which startled the local peasantry at Yerranderie by its magnificence, we pushed down to Water Gully for the night's camp. By the way, all had developed a sneer, a real, snooty one, whilst in the precincts of the chariot, but it faded quickly when somebody reminded the party that the Flying Frigidaire came from the same, but an older, firmament.
  
-So to the Kowmung the next day (after a dawn start), where we met the Tigers. We (the new intrusion) picked our way carefully through the food that was strewn all +So to the Kowmung the next day (after a dawn start), where we met the Tigers. We (the new intrusion) picked our way carefully through the food that was strewn all over the river bank and prepared our own meal, but not before we had cleared away litter in the form of ice-cream buckets. Imagine ice-cream on the Kowmung! These Tigers live well!
-over the river bank and prepared our own meal, but not before we had cleared away +
-litter in the form of ice-cream buckets. Imagine ice-cream on the Kowmung! These Tigers live well!+
  
 Here it might be recorded that, after their efforts on the Upper Kowmung, they appeared to be quite the same old crew. However, our icthyologist was taken aback at not finding fins or gills in advanced stages of development; they are still normal Tigers. Here it might be recorded that, after their efforts on the Upper Kowmung, they appeared to be quite the same old crew. However, our icthyologist was taken aback at not finding fins or gills in advanced stages of development; they are still normal Tigers.
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 The soughing of the trees, the clouds in the night sky and the moon made one forget too easily the world's troubles that evening, and sleep came readily. The soughing of the trees, the clouds in the night sky and the moon made one forget too easily the world's troubles that evening, and sleep came readily.
  
-Crack o' dawn again, and, as usual, Tigers were up and about! Breakfast over, +Crack o' dawn again, and, as usual, Tigers were up and about! Breakfast over, and then the long yakker up Cedar Creek to Ruined Castle and the Coal Mine. All this passed too rapidly, for here, tucked between Narrow Neck and Korrowal, lies one of our prettiest brush creeks, so full of variety and wild growth, and yet
-and then the long yakker up Cedar Creek to Ruined Castle and the Coal Mine. All this passed too rapidly, for here, tucked between Narrow Neck and Korrowal, lies one of our prettiest brush creeks, so full of variety and wild growth, and yet+
 undefiled. undefiled.
  
-Swims on the creek were a more or less lie down affair, but sufficient it +Swims on the creek were a more or less lie down affair, but sufficient it was to cool off and then scramble on again over the granite boulders and along the leaf-strewn avenues betwixt the trees. Lunch on the way, and more stops before the pull up the ridge to the Knife-edge. Only that delightful walk through the tree ferns now remained, but how much it was appreciated! It must be an eye-opened to the tourists who care to adventure out and beyond the shelter sheds! Then that last item, the cheap thrill on the winch railway, and again the seething masses of Katoomba, crowded trains, and the smells that hang around towns and railways.
-was to cool off and then scramble on again over the granite boulders and along the leaf-strewn avenues betwixt the trees. Lunch on the way, and more stops before the pull up the ridge to the Knife-edge. Only that delightful walk through the tree ferns now remained, but how much it was appreciated! It must be an eye-opened to the tourists who care to adventure out and beyond the shelter sheds! Then that last item, the cheap thrill on the winch railway, and again the seething masses of Katoomba, crowded trains, and the smells that hang around towns and railways.+
  
 All were very hungry and much food was bought before the old train arrived, and so we proceeded to fill the gnawing cavities. All were very hungry and much food was bought before the old train arrived, and so we proceeded to fill the gnawing cavities.
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 Will anyone going to "Morella-karong" please water the oak tree planted on the site of the 1937 re-union camp-fire. Will anyone going to "Morella-karong" please water the oak tree planted on the site of the 1937 re-union camp-fire.
  
-We have heard it rwnourd that the oaktree may shortly be moved to another spot, but, anyway, please water it.+We have heard it rumourd that the oaktree may shortly be moved to another spot, but, anyway, please water it.
  
 We also suggest that it would be a sound scheme to take along a few runners of buffalo, couch, or other suitable grass on each visit and plant them on the camping area. Any grass planted should also be watered by all those visiting "Morella-karong", as, unless we can get grass established on the area, the camp-site will soon be horribly bare. We also suggest that it would be a sound scheme to take along a few runners of buffalo, couch, or other suitable grass on each visit and plant them on the camping area. Any grass planted should also be watered by all those visiting "Morella-karong", as, unless we can get grass established on the area, the camp-site will soon be horribly bare.
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 =====Notice - First Aid Class===== =====Notice - First Aid Class=====
  
-All those interested are reminded that arrangements have been made with the St. John's Ambulance Brigade for a First Aid Class to start on the first Wednesday after Easter - April llth is the date. Those who intend joining this class are asked to give their names to Mr. L.G. Harrison (generally called "Mouldy") without delay.+All those interested are reminded that arrangements have been made with the St. John's Ambulance Brigade for a First Aid Class to start on the first Wednesday after Easter - April 11th is the date. Those who intend joining this class are asked to give their names to Mr. L.G. Harrison (generally called "Mouldy") without delay.
  
 If you have not yet mastered the essentials of this branch of bushcraft, we strongly recommend you to enrol at once for the class. If you have not yet mastered the essentials of this branch of bushcraft, we strongly recommend you to enrol at once for the class.
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 There were days of hot, singing silence, and days when the locusts droned deafeningly through the pulsating air. If they ceased suddenly it was as though Life had been snapped in the middle. There were days of hot, singing silence, and days when the locusts droned deafeningly through the pulsating air. If they ceased suddenly it was as though Life had been snapped in the middle.
  
-Some time about my tenth birtday we went to live on the western line, in a place of great, wide paddocks which stretched and rolled away as far as the eye could see. All around was a blue perimeter of sky, but over there where the sun went down, standing out in bold perminance against the sky, rose the mountains of the West, of a more entrancing, beckoning blue. How we children longed to go there. What stories we wove about the great hills and greater valleys where the dulcet air drifted lazily in deep, silent gorges walled in by tall gaunt ranges - - where the dingos howled at night beneath a sky freckled with stars, and quiet, round-eyed things prowled through the growth and sniffed in the dark. O the vastness of it! the solitude and the mystery!+Some time about my tenth birthday we went to live on the western line, in a place of great, wide paddocks which stretched and rolled away as far as the eye could see. All around was a blue perimeter of sky, but over there where the sun went down, standing out in bold permanence against the sky, rose the mountains of the West, of a more entrancing, beckoning blue. How we children longed to go there. What stories we wove about the great hills and greater valleys where the dulcet air drifted lazily in deep, silent gorges walled in by tall gaunt ranges - - where the dingos howled at night beneath a sky freckled with stars, and quiet, round-eyed things prowled through the growth and sniffed in the dark. O the vastness of it! the solitude and the mystery!
  
 Of course it was great fun to play dawn in the creek-bed near home where the ti-trees danced all in green and white, and the brown flood sang along between mossy banks rich in unexpected fungoid treasures of orange and purple, whites and browns and reds. It would act as a palliative for a time, and the insistence of the still small voice urging us to the mountains would be somewhat dulled, but in my mind a faint pain would remain to haunt me when alone. Of course it was great fun to play dawn in the creek-bed near home where the ti-trees danced all in green and white, and the brown flood sang along between mossy banks rich in unexpected fungoid treasures of orange and purple, whites and browns and reds. It would act as a palliative for a time, and the insistence of the still small voice urging us to the mountains would be somewhat dulled, but in my mind a faint pain would remain to haunt me when alone.
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 Even as I looked the colours blurred, the light faded and the shade of evening closed in. The mountains softly withdrew into the dark hollow of might and a little evening zephyr fanned the scented air. Even as I looked the colours blurred, the light faded and the shade of evening closed in. The mountains softly withdrew into the dark hollow of might and a little evening zephyr fanned the scented air.
  
-I don't remember how we got home, but for a long time afterwards I went around in a brown haze of reminiscence, and when I looked I looked with but half an eye, +I don't remember how we got home, but for a long time afterwards I went around in a brown haze of reminiscence, and when I looked I looked with but half an eye, and when I listened I listened with but half an ear, like one who has been bewitched, and indeed I was for the Little Man of the Mountains had cast his spell over me, and I knew that the bush and the mountains formed part of the heart of me for ever.
-and when I listened I listened with but half an ear, like one who has been bewitched, and indeed I was for the Little Man of the Mountains had cast his spell over me, and I knew that the bush and the mountains formed part of the heart of me for ever.+
  
 However, the mountains remained as far away as ever. School work and suburban interests filled my days till, at the age of 19 or 20, a wonderfully new and exciting world opened to me. I joined up with the happy, friendly company of people whose hearts belong to the deep solitudes of the bush, the rugged sun- kissed ridges, and the shining watercourses. Together we go out into quiet places, and at odd moments we may catch a glimpse of a little fleeting form from the Shadow Land, and as we lie by the camp-fire at night, watching the red sparks fly upwards in a rush of light toward the cold white radiance of the stars a deep peace steals over us in the realisation that we have at last come home. However, the mountains remained as far away as ever. School work and suburban interests filled my days till, at the age of 19 or 20, a wonderfully new and exciting world opened to me. I joined up with the happy, friendly company of people whose hearts belong to the deep solitudes of the bush, the rugged sun- kissed ridges, and the shining watercourses. Together we go out into quiet places, and at odd moments we may catch a glimpse of a little fleeting form from the Shadow Land, and as we lie by the camp-fire at night, watching the red sparks fly upwards in a rush of light toward the cold white radiance of the stars a deep peace steals over us in the realisation that we have at last come home.
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 "Pinkie" Webber, who still faithfully pays his sub. although no one has seen him for years, is said to have been married lately, so probably he won't even pay his sub. next year. "Pinkie" Webber, who still faithfully pays his sub. although no one has seen him for years, is said to have been married lately, so probably he won't even pay his sub. next year.
  
-Most people reckon the year from January 1st to December 31st, but Maurie +Most people reckon the year from January 1st to December 31st, but Maurie Berry, who recently visited the Rootses in Brisbane, reports they they count each year from March to March. Yes, of course, they'll be down to this year's Re-union.
-Berry, who recently visited the Rootses in Brisbane, reports they they count each year from March to March. Yes, of course, they'll be down to this year's Re-union.+
  
 Norrie Macdonald is it town, nursing a crushed foot. You know how these farm animals love to rub themselves against a post; we understand Norrie was in the way when a Bedford Truck decided to rub against the shed doorpost, and, although he jumped when he saw the gleam in its eye, he did not quite get clear. Tough luck, Norrie, but we are glad to see you on Friday evenings, crutches, and plaster and all. Norrie Macdonald is it town, nursing a crushed foot. You know how these farm animals love to rub themselves against a post; we understand Norrie was in the way when a Bedford Truck decided to rub against the shed doorpost, and, although he jumped when he saw the gleam in its eye, he did not quite get clear. Tough luck, Norrie, but we are glad to see you on Friday evenings, crutches, and plaster and all.
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