"Poor old Jimmy?
I do like him.

He _is_ a one." Jimmy stood watching the disappearing food, then he sat down.

Then he lay at full length; but no one took the slightest notice, for the blacks were selfishly busy, and we were keeping up the punishment for the false alarm to which our follower had subjected us.
At last this attack upon Jimmy's tenderest part--his appetite--grew to be more than he could bear, and he sat up in the squatting attitude so much affected by savages.
"Ah!" he exclaimed dolefully, "poor black fellow--poor Jimmy!" and this started Jack Penny off laughing once more, which so exasperated Jimmy that he sprang up as sharply as if stung, and ran in a rage to where his black companions were eating their food.
"Here, hi! you black fellow, Jimmy done wid him.

Jimmy gib boomerang.
You no fro down wallaby." He held out his curious hard-wood weapon to Ti-hi, who took it, gazing at him wonderingly, while Jimmy glanced at us to see if we were about to relent and give him some breakfast.
"Jimmy going," he said at last, loud enough for us to hear; but we paid no heed.
"Jimmy going; nebber come back no more," he said in a louder voice; but no one turned a head.
"Jimmy go jump river.

Big bunyip crocodile come eat poor Jimmy.