so artistically, that
even the 'grown-ups' amongst us must enjoy it."
DAILY MAIL (Brisbane):--"A more fascinating study for Australian
children is hardly conceivable, and it endows the numerous bush
animals with human speech, and reproduces a variety of amusing
conversations between them and Dot, the little heroine of the book....
Adults may read it with pleasure."
FREEMAN'S JOURNAL (Sydney):--"Miss Pedley brings much of
graceful fancy and happy descriptive faculty to her narrative of 'Dot
and the Kangaroo.'... The volume furnishes excellent reading for young
folk."
Obtainable in Great Britain from The British Australasian Book-store,
51 High Holborn, London, W.C. 1., and all other Booksellers; and
(wholesale only) from The Australian Book Company, 16 Farringdon
Avenue, London, E.C. 4.
Price 6s.
* * * * *
DOT AND THE KANGAROO
[Illustration: THE PLATYPUS SINGS OF ANTEDILUVIAN DAYS]
DOT AND THE KANGAROO
BY
ETHEL C. PEDLEY
With 19 Illustrations by Frank P. Mahony
AUSTRALIA: ANGUS & ROBERTSON LTD. 89 CASTLEREAGH
STREET, SYDNEY 1920
Printed by W. C. Penfold & Co. Ltd. 88 Pitt Street, Sydney, Australia
Obtainable in Great Britain from The British Australasian Book-store,
51 High Holborn, London, W.C. 1., and from all Booksellers; and
(wholesale only) from The Australian Book Company, 16 Farringdon
Avenue, London, E.C. 4.
TO THE CHILDREN OF AUSTRALIA IN THE HOPE OF
ENLISTING THEIR SYMPATHIES FOR THE MANY BEAUTIFUL,
AMIABLE, AND FROLICSOME CREATURES OF THEIR FAIR
LAND, WHOSE EXTINCTION, THROUGH RUTHLESS
DESTRUCTION, IS BEING SURELY ACCOMPLISHED
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
PAGE
THE PLATYPUS SINGS OF ANTEDILUVIAN DAYS frontispiece
THE KANGAROO FINDS DOT 2 THE FIGHT BETWEEN THE
KOOKOOBURRA AND THE SNAKE 14 DOT AND THE
KANGAROO ON THEIR WAY TO THE PLATYPUS 18 THE
PREHISTORIC CREATURES OF THE SONG 22 DOT DANCES
WITH THE NATIVE COMPANIONS 26 DOT, THE NATIVE BEAR,
AND THE OPOSSUM 34 THE CORROBOREE 36 A LEAP FOR
LIFE 44 THE BITTERN HELPS DOT 48 THE BOWER BIRDS 56
THE EMUS HUNTING THE SHEEP 60 THE COURT OF ANIMALS
64 THE COCKATOO JUDGE 66 THE PELICAN OPENS THE CASE
68 THE KANGAROO CARRIES DOT OUT OF COURT 72 DOT'S
FATHER ABOUT TO SHOOT THE KANGAROO 74 DOT
WAVING ADIEU TO THE KANGAROO 76 BY THE LAKE
(EVENING) 80
DOT AND THE KANGAROO
CHAPTER I
Little Dot had lost her way in the bush. She knew it, and was very
frightened.
She was too frightened in fact to cry, but stood in the middle of a little
dry, bare space, looking around her at the scraggy growths of prickly
shrubs that had torn her little dress to rags, scratched her bare legs and
feet till they bled, and pricked her hands and arms as she had pushed
madly through the bushes, for hours, seeking her home. Sometimes she
looked up to the sky. But little of it could be seen because of the great
tall trees that seemed to her to be trying to reach heaven with their
far-off crooked branches. She could see little patches of blue sky
between the tangled tufts of drooping leaves, and, as the dazzling
sunlight had faded, she began to think it was getting late, and that very
soon it would be night.
The thought of being lost and alone in the wild bush at night, took her
breath away with fear, and made her tired little legs tremble under her.
She gave up all hope of finding her home, and sat down at the foot of
the biggest blackbutt tree, with her face buried in her hands and knees,
and thought of all that had happened, and what might happen yet.
It seemed such a long, long time since her mother had told her that she
might gather some bush flowers whilst she cooked the dinner, and Dot
recollected how she was bid not to go out of sight of the cottage. How
she wished now that she had remembered this sooner! But whilst she
was picking the pretty flowers, a hare suddenly started at her feet and
sprang away into the bush, and she had run after it. When she found
that she could not catch the hare, she discovered that she could no
longer see the cottage. After wandering for a while she got frightened
and ran, and ran, little knowing that she was going further away from
her home at every step.
Where she was sitting under the blackbutt tree, she was miles away
from her father's selection, and it would be very difficult for anyone to
find her. She felt that she was a long way off, and she began to think of
what was happening at home. She remembered how, not very long ago,
a neighbour's little boy had been lost, and how his mother had come to
their cottage for help to find him, and that her father
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