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by Lawson Henry Lawson
The Oracle and I were camped together. The Oracle was a bricklayer by trade, and had two or three small contracts on hand. I was 'doing a bit of house-painting'. There were a plasterer, a carpenter, and a plumber -- we were all T'othersiders, and old mates, and we worked things together. It was in Westralia -- the Land of T'othersiders -- and, therefore, we were not surprised when Mitchell turned up early one morning, with his swag and an atmosphere of salt water about him.
Format: Quality Paperback
Published: December 2007
Category: Short Stories (single author)
Publisher: Tutis Digital Pub
Pages: 248
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