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He was tall and tough and stringy, with the shoulders of an axe-man, / Broad and loose, with greenhide muscles; and a hand shaped to the reins; / He was slow of speech and prudent, something of a Nature student, / With the eye of one who gazes long across the saltbush plains.
Smith by name, but long forgotten was his legal patronymic / In a land where every bushman wears some unbaptismal tag; / And, through frequent repetition of a well-worn requisition, / "Smith" had long retired in favor of the title, "Got-a-Fag."