[Kernel-rmon-devel] Riginal from the bark of the Australian tea-tree ('Melal

[Hutsell <unm...@ko...>]

E township, and far apart from the nearest dwelling--so much so, in
fact, that it was only by a stretch of the imagination that I could say
I was included within the village boundary. On the side farthest from
the settlement lay the virgin bush, whilst outside the garden at the
back, all was wild and rude as Nature had left it, except a small
clearing I had made for the growth of maize, sweet potatoes, etc. Now
this clearing had many enemies, and of many species, ranging from
feathered and furred to biped. The cockatoos came down in such clouds as
almost to whiten the ground, and made short work of the maize; the
bandicoots and the township pigs dug up and devoured the sweet potatoes,
just as they were becoming large enough for use--commend me to your
half-starved pig to find out in a moment where the juiciest and finest
esculent lies buried--and the chattering little opossums stripped the
peach-trees of their wealth, in which labour of love they were