I want to accustom you to holding your gun on horseback.

You will always have either a gun or a stock-whip, but I don't want you to begin your career as a squatter--" "I say, father, what a horrible name that is for a sheep farmer!" "`A rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' Nic.

`Squatter' does very well; and I say I don't want you to begin your career by shooting your father or his horse.

So you shall have a shot at something.

You will not be afraid to fire your gun ?" "Oh, I say, father!" said Nic reproachfully, "don't--please don't think me such a miserable coward." "I don't, my lad--nothing of the kind.