15/20 The land with millions of acres of fertile soil, under a splendid climate, calling aloud for some one to come and cultivate them. The land of the Eucalypti and the Marsupials, the land of deep forests and boundless pastures, which go rolling away westward, plain beyond plain, to none knows where. Yes; I know something about it." The Vicar was "knocked all of a heap" at James' announcement, and now, slightly recovering himself, said-- "You hear him. He is going to sell his estate, 250 acres of the best land in Devon, and go and live among the convicts. |