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‘Yes, I'm from out back,' said a dark, wiry little man, as he dismounted from his horse at a Queensland frontier-township hotel, in answer to a question from one of a knot of bushmen and drovers assembled in the verandah. ‘Out back beyond the Warburton, an' a nice warm time I've had of it, too!'
‘My eye! ' exclaimed the first speaker. ‘Been right away in that new country we been hearin' of, eh? What like a shop is it, mate?'