Cabbage tree hat of intricate plait pushed back to the back of the head and held firm by a thin strap coming down to the upper lip and caught in two gaps on either side of the prominent front teeth--there are very few stockmen who have kept all their front teeth.

Stockwhip, out of commission for the present, with an elaborately carved and beautifully polished sandal-wood handle hanging down behind, a long snake-like lash coiled in three loops over the left shoulder.
Lady Bridget knew most of the types of men who have to do with horses--huntsmen, trainers, jockeys, riding masters and the rest, but the Australian bush-rider is a product by itself.

She liked this son of the gum forest-tanned face, taut nerves, alert eyes piercing long distances--a man, vital, shrewd, simple as a child, cunning as an animal.

And the way he sat in his saddle, the poise of the lean, lanky muscular frame! No wonder the first stockman seemed to the wild blacks a new sort of beast with four legs and two bodies.

And the clean-limbed mettlesome creature under him! Man and beast seemed truly a part of each other.