But an Australian squatter, if he have any well-grounded claim to the character of a bushman, has eyes which are not ordinary, and he has, probably, nurtured within himself, unconsciously, topographical instincts which are unintelligible to the inhabitants of cities.
Harry, too, was near his own home, and went forward through the thick gloom without a doubt, Jacko following him faithfully.

In about half an hour they came to another fence, but now it was too absolutely dark for jumping.

Harry had not seen it till he was close to it, and then he pulled up his horse.

"My word! why don't you jump away, Mr.
Harry?
Who's a duffer now ?" "Hold your tongue, or I'll put my whip across your back.

Get down and help me pull a log away.