The Book Of The Bush by George Dunderdale (books to read to improve english .TXT) π
Was Plenty Of Unoccupied Country, And When Two Neighbouring
Patriarchs Found Their Flocks Were Becoming Too Numerous For The
Pasture, One Said To The Other: "Let There Be No Quarrel, I Pray,
Between Thee And Me; The Whole Earth Is Between Us, And The Land Is
Watered As The Garden Of Paradise. If Thou Wilt Go To The East, I
Will Go To The West; Or If Thou Wilt Go To The West, I Will Go To The
East." So They Parted In Peace.
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---- Editor Of Froebel's Works 3, 32, 138
Langethal, Heinrich 91,
93, 100, 101, 120, 122, 123, 124, 137, 140, 141, 142, 144
Language, Philosophy Of 81, 99
---- Teaching Of 59, 64, 81, 84, 85
Story 7 ( Bibliography Of Froebel.) Pg 147Latin, Study Of 20, 23, 34, 84
Legacies 86, 123
Leipzig 91
Leonhardi 103
Lessons From Nature's Training 72
Letter To The Duke Of Meiningen 2, 3-101, 141
---- To Krause 102-125, 141, 146
"Levana" 70
Liebenstein, Life At 142
Life As A Connected Whole 104
"Life, Will, Understanding" 118
Lilies, Vain Search For 96
London Kindergarten College 144
Love Of Nature. [See Nature, Love R, Martin 50
LΓΌtzow, Baron Von 91, 141
Manchester Kindergarten Association 143
Mankind As One Great Unity 84
Manner In Teaching 21
Manning, Miss 144
Manual Training At Helba 121
Map-Drawing 39, 61
"Mappe Du Monde Litteraire" 36
Marenholz-BΓΌlow, Baroness Von 73, 142, 143, 146, 149
Marienthal 142, 143
Marquart, Dr. 143
---- Madame 143
Master Of The Girls' School 7
Mathematics 27
Matrimony 11
Mechanical Powers, The 30
Mecklenburg 42, 44
Meiningen, Duke Of 102, 129, 130
---- Letter To 2, 3-101, 141, 142, 146
Meissen 92, 120
Memorizing Of Rules Vs. Development 55, 109, 116
"Menschen Erziehung" 1, 76, 117, 141, 145
Mental Struggles 65
Metaphysics 40, 118
Methods Of Education 99
Michaelis, Mme. 143, 146, 147
Middendorf, Wilhelm 92, 93, 94, 100, 101, 103, 120, 121, 122, 123,
124, 127, 128, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143
Mineralogy 30, 87, 89
---- Professorship Declined 112
Story 7 ( Bibliography Of Froebel.) Pg 148Misapprehension Of Froebel's Motives 16
Model School At Frankfurt 51
"Moonstruck," Froebel So Considered 105
Moral Influence Of The Teacher 60, 83
---- Pride 5
Mother Of Froebel 3, 44, 72
"Mothers' Songs" 76, 145
Mugge, Johanna Caroline 140
"Mutter- And Koselieder" 76, 145
NΓ€geli 81
---- And Pfeifer's "Musical Course" 81
Name Temporarily Changed 46
Napoleonic Wars 91, 141
---- Reaction From 127
Natural History 31, 32, 56, 87
Natural History Society At Jena 32
Nature, Communion With 19
---- Love Of 24, 31, 38, 43, 48, 71, 74, 82, 80, 94, 96, 104, 105, 107
---- As An Educator 71
Nature's Work Vs. Man's 69
Nature-Temple 12
Nephews Of Froebel. [See Froebel, Ferdinand, Etc.]
Netherlands, Froebel In The 95
Neuhof 24, 140
Nieces Of Froebel. [See Froebel,
"When All Food Fails Then Welcome Haws" Is A Saying That Does Not
Apply To Australia, Which Yields No Haws Or Fruit Of Any Kind That
Can Long Sustain Life. A Starving Man May Try To Allay The Pangs Of
Hunger With The Wild Raspberries, Or With The Cherries Which Wear
Their Seeds Outside, But The Longer He Eats Them, The More Hungry He
Grows. One Resource Of The Lost White Man, If He Has A Gun And
Ammunition, Is The Native Bear, Sometimes Called Monkey Bear. Its
Flesh Is Strong And Muscular, And Its Eucalyptic Odour Is Stronger
Still. A Dog Will Eat Opossum With Pleasure, But He Must Be Very
Hungry Before He Will Eat Bear; And How Lost To All Delicacy Of
Taste, And Sense Of Refinement, Must The Epicure Be Who Will Make The
Attempt! The Last Quadruped On Which A Meal Can Be Made Is The
Dingo, And The Last Winged Creature Is The Owl, Whose Scanty Flesh Is
Viler Even Than That Of The Hawk Or Carrion Crow, And Yet A White Man
Has Partaken Of All These And Survived. Some Men Have Tried Roasted
Snake, But I Never Heard Of Anyone Who Could Keep It On His Stomach.
The Blacks, With Their Keen Scent, Knew When A Snake Was Near By The
Odour It Emitted, But They Avoided The Reptile Whether Alive Or Dead.
Before Any White Man Had Made His Abode In Gippsland, A Schooner
Sailed From Sydney Chartered By A New Settler Who Had Taken Up A
Station In The Port Phillip District. His Wife And Family Were On
Board, And He Had Shipped A Large Quantity Of Stores, Suitable For
Commencing Life In A New Land. It Was Afterwards Remembered That The
Deck Of The Vessel Was Encumbered With Cargo Of Various Kinds,
Including A Bullock Dray, And That The Deck Hamper Would Unfit Her To
Encounter Bad Weather. As She Did Not Arrive At Port Phillip Within
Story 7 ( Bibliography Of Froebel.) Pg 149A Reasonable Time, A Cutter Was Sent Along The Coast In Search Of
Her; And Her Long Boat Was Found Ashore Near The Lakes Entrance, But
Nothing Else Belonging To Her Was Ever Seen.
When The Report Arose In 1843 That A White Woman Had Been Seen With
The Blacks, It Was Supposed That She Was One Of The Passengers Of The
Missing Schooner, And Parties Of Horsemen Went Out To Search For Her
Among The Natives, But The Only White Woman Ever Found Was A Wooden
One--The Figure-Head Of A Ship.
Some Time Afterwards, When Gippsland Had Been Settled By White Men, A
Tree Was Discovered On Woodside Station Near The Beach, In The Bark
Of Which Letters Had Been Cut, And It Was Said They Would Correspond
With The Initials Of The Names Of Some Of The Passengers And Crew Of
The Lost Schooner, And By Their Appearance They Must Have Been Carved
Many Years Previously. This Tree Was Cut Down, And The Part Of The
Trunk Containing The Letters Was Sawn Off And Sent To Melbourne.
There Is Little Doubt That The Letters On The Tree Had Been Cut By
One Of The Survivors Of That Ill-Fated Schooner, Who Had Landed In
The Long Boat Near The Lakes, And Had Made Their Way Along The
Ninety-Mile Beach To Woodside. They Were Far From The Usual Track Of
Coasting Vessels, And Had Little Chance Of Attracting Attention By
Signals Or Fires. Even If They Had Plenty Of Food, It Was Impossible
For Them To Travel In Safety Through That Unknown Country To Port
Phillip, Crossing The Inlets, Creeks, And Swamps, In Daily Danger Of
Losing Their Lives By The Spears Of The Wild Natives. They Must Have
Wandered Along The Ninety-Mile As Far As They Could Go, And Then,
Weary And Worn Out For Want Of Food, Reluctant To Die The Death Of
The Unhonoured Dead, One Of Them Had Carved The Letters On The Tree,
As A Last Despairing Message To Their Friends, Before They Were
Killed By The Savages, Or Succumbed To Starvation.
"For Who, To Dumb Forgetfulness A Prey,
This Pleasing, Anxious Being E'er Resigned,
Left The Warm Precincts Of The Cheerful Day,
Nor Cast One Longing, Lingering Look Behind?"
Story 8 (Gippsland Pioneers.) Pg 150
At The Old Port.
Most Of Them Were Highlanders, And The News Of The Discovery Of
Gippsland Must Often Have Been Imparted In Gaelic, For Many Of The
Children Of The Mist Could Speak No English When They Landed.
Year After Year Settlers Had Advanced Farther From Sydney Along The
Coastal Ranges, Until Stations Were Occupied To The Westward Of
Twofold Bay. In That Rugged Country, Where No Wheeled Vehicle Could
Travel, Bullocks Were Trained To Carry Produce To The Bay, And To
Bring Back Stores Imported From Sydney. Each Train Was In Charge Of
A White Man, With Several Native Drivers. But Rumours Of Better
Story 8 (Gippsland Pioneers.) Pg 151Lands Towards The South Were Rife, And Captain Macalister, Of The
Border Police, Equipped A Party Of Men Under Mcmillan To Go In Search
Of Them. Armed And Provisioned, They Journeyed Over The Mountains,
Under The Guidance Of The Faithful Native Friday, And At Length From
The Top Of A New Mount Pisgah Beheld A Fair Land, Watered Throughout
As The Paradise Of The Lord. Descending Into The Plains, Mcmillan
Selected A Site For A Station, Left Some Of His Men To Build Huts And
Stockyards, And Returned To Report His Discovery To Macalister.
Slabs Were Split With Which Walls Were Erected, But Before A Roof Was
Put On Them The Blacks Suddenly Appeared And Began To Throw Their
Spears At The Intruders; One Spear Of Seasoned Hardwood Actually
Penetrated Through A Slab. The Men, All But One, Who Shall Be
Nameless, Seized Their Guns And Fired At The Blacks, Who Soon
Disappeared. The White Men Also Disappeared Over The Mountains; The
Rout Was Mutual.
But The Country Was Too Good To Be Occupied Solely By Savages, And
When Mcmillan Returned With Reinforcements He Made Some Arrangements,
The Exact Particulars Of Which He Would Never Disclose. He Brought
Cattle To His Run, And They Quickly Grew Fat; But Civilised Man Does
Not Live By Fat Cattle Alone, And A Market Had To Be Sought. Twofold
Bay Was Too Far Away, And Young Melbourne Was Somewhere Beyond
Impassable Mountains. Mcmillan Built A Small Boat, Which He Launched
On The River, And Pulled Down To The Lakes In Search Of An Outlet.
He Found It, But The Current Was So Strong That It Carried Him Out To
Sea. He Had To Land On The Outer Beach, And To Drag His Boat Back
Over The Sands To The Inner Waters.
He Next Rode Westward With His Man Friday To Look For A Port At
Corner Inlet, And He Blazed A Track To The Albert
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