12/30 'I don't like it any the more for that. But I wish father had broke his leg, and was lying up at home, with mother nursing him, before he found out this hell-hole of a place.' 'Well, we're going to get out of it, and soon too. The gully seems getting wider, and I can see a bit of open country through the trees.' 'Thank God for that!' says Jim. 'My boots'll part company soon, and the poor devils of calves won't have any hoofs either, if there's much more of this.' 'They're drawing faster now. The leading cattle are beginning to run. |