The Drover's Dog (1936)
(A TRUE INCIDENT OF THE AUSTRALIAN BUSH.)
The sliprail's down, old Rover barks,He sees the horse's hooves fly past;
"We're off he yelps, with throaty glee,
A cattle-dog of blood is he ! Mile after mile they gallop along,
The drover sings a lusty song;
While magpies carol, loud and clear,
And kookas laugh and kangas peer. A stumble, and the drover's thrown
From the back of his faithful roan ;
A, broken leg-they're miles away,
Old Rover now must hold the day ; The hardy drover tears his shirt,
A strip is soon round Rover's girt ;
Initials plainly tell the tale,
As Rover lopes along the trail. The bushmen soon are on the track,
To bring the drover safely back ;
Old Rover reaps a rich reward,
Of rabbit pie-a goodly hoard ! "COUNTRY BOY" (15). Notes From the NSW Newspaper The Sydney Morning Herald16 Jun 1936 p. 23.