[Station Amusements by Lady Barker]@TWC D-Link bookStation Amusements CHAPTER X: Swaggers 12/27
It became a service of danger, almost resembling a forlorn hope, to go out and drag in logs of wet wood, or draw water from the well,--for, alas, there were no convenient taps or snug coal-holes in our newly-erected little wooden house.
We husbanded every scrap of mutton, in very different fashion to our usual reckless consumption, the consumption of a household which has no butcher's bill to pay; for we knew not when the shepherd might be able to fight his way through the storm, with half a sheep packed before him, on sturdy little "Judy's" back.
The creeks rose and poured over their banks in angry yellow floods.
Every morning casualties in the poultry yard had to be reported, and that week cost me almost as many fowls and ducks as my great christening party did.
The first thing every morning when I opened my eyes I used to jump up and look out of the different windows with eager curiosity, to see if there were any signs of a break in the weather, for I was quite unaccustomed to be pent up like a besieged prisoner for so many succeeding days.
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