Thus, in a new guise, and in a new land, the old “Bunyip,” rejuvenated and embellished, with, so to speak, colours flying and band playing, leaves its long rest at moorings, and once more sets sail in modest confidence that age will not have rendered its timbers less seaworthy, but rather have preserved and toughened them in such wise as may enable the old vessel to successfully compete with the modern craft of her class that have since appeared.
The Author.
[xi]
]INTRODUCTION.
There dwells a Wife by the Northern March
And a wealthy Wife is she.
She breeds a breed o’ rovin’ men
And casts them over sea.
And some they drown in deep water,
And some in sight of shore;