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- spirit in Australian Tales#2278ted at the piano humming these lines to his own accompaniment, while the tears kept rolling down his cheeks, was proof enough that the tender chords of a beloved memory were being struck, and that the living son of geni…
- spirits in Australian Tales#2277in their natures. Both were morbidly sensitive; both broodingly pathetic; both sarcastically humorous; both socially reckless; both literary Bohemians of the purest water--sons of genius and children of impulse. That th…
- spirits in Australian Tales#2276a modest club for men known in the fields of Literature, Art, and Science --THE YORICK. This has developed in the course of the past fifteen years into one in which the three elements predominating originally are lost i…
- fairy in Australian Tales#2275But Singleton had gone, and I was alone above the broad terrace above the moon lighted garden. * * * * * Tier upon tier swept upwards to the castle-crag the busky slopes of verdure. Pierced with alleys of bloom, gleamin…
- fairy in Australian Tales#2274nsion to the rings on the "Royal Cobb" verandah-post. By-and-by the Boneless Brothers, attended by an admiring crowd of township children, marked out a sort of free selection on a piece of waste ground, between McTaggar…
- fairy in Australian Tales#2273ding along the bush road to Grogmore the day after the deliverance of 'Arry's budget, the traveller of the guide-books would have observed that the gum-trees were here and there "blazed" with posters--"Buncombe's Imperi…
- giant in Australian Tales#2272man, who, in the whitest of shirt sleeves, handed you "Otard" (the brand then in fashion in the Gully), and bid you help yourself, was a shareholder in a rich claim, and could topically speaking, buy and sell you over a…
- giant in Australian Tales#2271ogether--quietly without any barking you know--when father and son jogged homewards through the warm, still air, and the trampling hoofs of the sheep sent up a fragrance from the crushed herbage round the folding ground…
- giant in Australian Tales#2270other countries. Europe is the home of knightly song, of bright deeds--and clear morning thought. Asia sinks beneath the weighty recollections of her past magnificence, as the Suttee sinks jewel-burdened upon the corpse…
- giant in Australian Tales#2269etter abstain from reading this story, unless they choose to risk a nervous fever. The romance is full of power. The writer illuminates the lowest depths of human nature in a manner which holds us spell-bound, despite o…
- ghosts in Australian Tales#2268ming momentarily amid the deeper shades of the forest. The lonely pools begirt with shivering reeds, and haunted by the melancholy bittern only. The rifted and draggled creek-bed, which seems violently gouged out of the…
- witch in Australian Tales#2267s collar-bone ingloriously fractured. Lucy Sperrin's grey pony kicked Chirrup in the stomach and hurt him badly. 'Serves him right for fossicking round me,' Miss Lucy had said. 'I told him the mare was handy with her he…
- phantom in Australian Tales#2266you like a strip of grey cloth spun by a furiously flying boom, the air strikes your face sharply, the bush, always grey and colourless, parts before you, and closes behind you like a fog. You lose yourself in this prev…
- apparition in Australian Tales#2265e men's huts?" "Cook in the men's hut! What do you mean?" returned he with a pitying smile. "Me no cook. Me Chinee gentleman. Me mightabeen cook if me run away on board ship, and go fool my money in lottery!" I turned a…
- ghosts in Australian Tales#2264nature; the silent and solitary places where a few blasted trees crouch together like withered witches, who, brooding on some deed of blood, have suddenly been stricken horror-stiff. Riding through this nightmare landsc…
- ghost in Australian Tales#2263and after emptying its pockets, had softly started it down stream again), and was waiting behind his rickety door, rubbing his withered hands gleefully. Young Bartram rode over to Quartzborough to get McCompass, the shi…
- little man in The Moving Finger#2297y, "bail up; throw up your hands, or--," and he added such a string of vile oaths that Bessie, shuddering, covered her face with her hands. Hollis did not at once obey, and in a second a shot rang out and his right hand…
- devil in The Moving Finger#2296for, isn't he, Ned?" "Quite dead. He went mad evidently, clean off his head. Why, the poor chap had begun on his own grave." When Anderson came to himself he found he had been picked up by the other exploring party. "We…
- devil in The Moving Finger#2295e in his hands and would mercilessly take it. She answered his question sullenly with a shrug of her shoulders. "No, no." "But Nellie--oh, Nellie, Nellie--poor little girl, don't you see that--that--" "What?" she asked,…
- devil in The Moving Finger#2294day. Give us just one--" He had caught her roughly by the shoulder, and bent down to kiss her, but the girl drew back with a low cry that brought Fisher to her aid. "Let her alone, Ned," he said with a muttered oath. "R…
- devil in The Moving Finger#2293wash out a word of it." CONTENTS A Trotting Christmas Eve at Warwingie Lost! The Loss of the "Vanity" Dick Stanesby's Hutkeeper The Yanyilla Steeplechase A Digger's Christmas TROTTING COB "Hi--hey--hold up there, mare,…
- haunted in The Moving Finger#2292make a fire. What more could the heart of man desire?" Out in the bush not much time is wasted, and soon after they had halted their blankets were spread, and they were asleep, or lying, if not asleep, staring up at the…
- haunted in The Moving Finger#2291of his scornful, "It's open to you to stop and look after her," tied his tongue. After all, it was not likely Stanesby would have left if there was the slightest danger; he had lived among these blacks, he understood th…
- ghosts in The Moving Finger#2290re his eyes. He turned his horse so that he should not see the hut, and then found himself riding round the camp, in order to bring it into view again. "It's all right, boss," said Kirton, as he passed. "Things is as qu…
- ghosts in The Moving Finger#2289to sleep and leave the cattle to him. Sleep was not likely to come to him, he thought, with that haunting girl's face ever before his eyes. He turned his horse so that he should not see the hut, and then found himself r…
- ghost in The Moving Finger#2288easts--the watch he shoots on sight." "What's comin' anigh 'em?" asked the old woman scornfully. "There's me an' th' old man an' the girl here, an' nary a livin' thing else for miles. They do say," she added, dropping h…
- ghost in The Moving Finger#2287n Hay and Deniliquin, so there's bound to be stock on the way; but sheep, bless you! they travel six miles a day, and cattle they ain't so much faster, so we brings 'em all the news. The Company has stables here, and fe…
- ghost in The Moving Finger#2286she was gone on another man. A woman's only gone like that once in a way, ye see, an' then, Lord! she is a fool--same as Nellie Durham, an' she was a mighty fool all through, for Fisher was a decent sort of a chap--whil…
- ghost in The Moving Finger#2285and drawing out a pistol, ran down it. As he turned the corner, he came full on Nellie standing motionless in the moon-light; the covering had fallen from her head, and she was stretching out her arms to a mounted figur…
- Trotting Cob in The Moving Finger#2284es on their haunches exactly opposite a wide-open door, where the lamplight displayed a rudely-laid table and a bright fire, which seemed hospitably to beckon us in. The whole place was as wide awake as if it were noon…
- Trotting Cob in The Moving Finger#2283e a regular sea of mud. The wheels sank axle deep in it. The horses floundered through it in the darkness, and every now and then the lamps were reflected in a big pool of shallow water. The wind blew keen and cold, but…
- Trotting Cob in The Moving Finger#2282OB "Hi--hey--hold up there, mare, will you? What did you say, mister? A light? Yes. That 's Trotting Cob, that is. The missus 'll give us a cup of tea, but that's about all. Devil fly away with the mare. What is it? Som…
- Trotting Cob in The Moving Finger#2281nt THE MOVING FINGER (1895) BY MARY GAUNT "The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on; nor all your piety and wit Shall lore it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your tears wash out a word of it." CONTENTS A…
- 1895 - Bowral Free Press Yowie Article#865Public AYR report page for 1895 - Bowral Free Press Yowie Article. Location cue from public page title/path: Bowral, New South Wales. Body excerpt retained for review: # bear
- spirits in The Aborigines of Western Australia#3077" say '* or "promise," and that I had promised her Bomething was one of her pleasant little fictions." remonntratinfflt/ Poor nia del.bU me poor ™ihy me, m«)y„^bigfeU..ff liatdl'eni nuthinii nalyo, aiiU want en i brend,…
- spirit in The Aborigines of Western Australia#3076is detimringly fond of music, but it has sorae- timeii the reverse of a. soothing effect upon him, for ioatancfl, when it takes the form of a war song. During 32 THE ADORICINES OF WESTEKN AUSTRALIA. the singing of one o…
- spirits in The Aborigines of Western Australia#3057for you white fellow wongy you \ ^j^ . er - em gib'eni chickpence, and you nothing J ° pathetically viciously s- ^^^- Poor old del.bil me poor granny me, mej ^ f^n,,^^. j.^ ^^jj,^,^^ nothing nalgo, and want em hreail, a…
- spirit in The Aborigines of Western Australia#3056vage is devouringly fond of music, but it has some- times the reverse of a soothing effect upon him, for instance, when it takes the form of a war song. Diu-ing 32 THE ABORIGINES OF WESTERN AUSTRALIA. the singing of one…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2425hundred ounces of gold a week. Many years have passed away, but the mine is still worked with fair results. Bill and Mary have every reason to rejoice at the good fortune brewed for them in the Devil's Punch Bowl. Bill…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2424ilstone, and with it smashed his shears into fragments. "Good-bye all," he said; then slid into the count-out pen, vaulted two fences, got his saddle and swag. When he caught his horse, he saddled up, mounted, and rode…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2423wn--that's worldly wisdom, an' looks like as it 'ad jumped out o' the Bible stark naked." "Mair like the man i' the parable, Peter," said Sandy McKerrow, "wha took the highest room wi' a swagger, an' had to climb down t…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2422lsie home. He saw that she was so weak she would be unable to sit on a horse. When he had nearly finished the litter Pat came, and looked on. "Shure it's the most sinsabilest thing that cud be done. It's a foine headpie…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2421ople till the cool av the evenin'. Let me see; it'll take four hours to ride quietly from Strathmona. Sure! Miss Maggie, never fear! they'll come home wid her. They'll come ridin' up like lords an' ladies to the castle…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2420ng!" said the old man, as he went to his bedroom, "that fallow had a near shave! But for me he wad be a corp!" Lanky went to the men's hut, and Mrs. Coonie shared Annie's bed for the night. CHAPTER V Mother and daughter…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2419s buried, but his spirit seemed to haunt him. He felt as if it were floating by his side, and pushing him in the direction of the Devil's Punch Bowl. Bill stood in the middle of the road uncertain where to go. He took f…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2418use was built on its rim for Bill and Mary. Men were employed to work the mine. Machinery was erected, and the stampers were soon playing merrily to the tune of five hundred ounces of gold a week. Many years have passed…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2417eth, for fear of the giant with the shock of red hair. CHAPTER II Whether the dream or the hand of fate gave him his course I know not, but Bill rode a straight line, up hill and down dale. When he came to a fence or a…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2416* * * * * * NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND OTHER AUSTRALIAN TALES by ANDREW ROBERTSON Author of "The Kidnapped Squatter," etc. London Longmans, Green, and Co. And New York: 15 East 16th Street Melbourne Melville,…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2415mages of the original pages are available through Internet Archive. See https://archive.org/details/nuggetsindevilsp00robe NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND OTHER AUSTRALIAN TALES * * * * * * _Crown 8vo. cloth. 6s._…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2414*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 54415 *** Note: Images of the original pages are available through Internet Archive. See https://archive.org/details/nuggetsindevilsp00robe NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND…
- spirits in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2413fifty pounds." I paid no heed to him, but said, "That is one of the notes stolen from the bank." "Me mother's first cousin's sister's son," said Pat, stammering wildly, "giv' me that for change av a sovereign this marni…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2412, rusty nails, and pins, on the smooth black mound. Then there was a general exodus, and a fearful looking forward to punishment from the schoolmaster in the morning. The taskmaster was waiting for them. Pharaoh and all…
- haunted in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2411e night he had written and posted letters to all the applicants, requesting them to meet him at his hotel next day. At the hour appointed for the interview, babies in arms, children, young women, middle-aged ones, tooth…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2410s reckoning, and among the breakers. He thought all the billows were going over him. McLean retired to a corner of the verandah, and spun his own troubles out of himself, and wound them about him in solitary companion-l…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2409ving me the opportunity of finding her here. I'm sure you've been kind to her." "Kind! I've been a mother to that girl." "Where is my father?" said Mary, looking wildly around. "Poor girl!" said Mrs. Blenners; "she hasn…
- ghosts in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#2408eful things among the ferns. When he could not have discerned a wild-cat's eye at ten paces, he crept to the mine and went down the ladder. He took a candle from the packet he had brought with him, and lit it. No glimme…
- little man in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1524granite boulders on which they lay; the crows sat motionless on the fences; and the clouds were too lazy to move. "Ee takes es gruel without choking, an' doesn't find no bones in't," said Jack Jewell, with a jerk of his…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1523hundred ounces of gold a week. Many years have passed away, but the mine is still worked with fair results. Bill and Mary have every reason to rejoice at the good fortune brewed for them in the Devil's Punch Bowl. Bill…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1522ilstone, and with it smashed his shears into fragments. "Good-bye all," he said; then slid into the count-out pen, vaulted two fences, got his saddle and swag. When he caught his horse, he saddled up, mounted, and rode…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1521wn--that's worldly wisdom, an' looks like as it 'ad jumped out o' the Bible stark naked." "Mair like the man i' the parable, Peter," said Sandy McKerrow, "wha took the highest room wi' a swagger, an' had to climb down t…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1520lsie home. He saw that she was so weak she would be unable to sit on a horse. When he had nearly finished the litter Pat came, and looked on. "Shure it's the most sinsabilest thing that cud be done. It's a foine headpie…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1519ople till the cool av the evenin'. Let me see; it'll take four hours to ride quietly from Strathmona. Sure! Miss Maggie, never fear! they'll come home wid her. They'll come ridin' up like lords an' ladies to the castle…
- fairy in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1518ng!" said the old man, as he went to his bedroom, "that fallow had a near shave! But for me he wad be a corp!" Lanky went to the men's hut, and Mrs. Coonie shared Annie's bed for the night. CHAPTER V Mother and daughter…
- witch in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1517on my back, and steered a southerly course towards the mountains. A young woman, who had lost nearly all her teeth, and hadn't sense enough to keep her mouth shut, showed me the Mansfield road, and told me that some ric…
- witch in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1516s buried, but his spirit seemed to haunt him. He felt as if it were floating by his side, and pushing him in the direction of the Devil's Punch Bowl. Bill stood in the middle of the road uncertain where to go. He took f…
- giant in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1515use was built on its rim for Bill and Mary. Men were employed to work the mine. Machinery was erected, and the stampers were soon playing merrily to the tune of five hundred ounces of gold a week. Many years have passed…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1514eth, for fear of the giant with the shock of red hair. CHAPTER II Whether the dream or the hand of fate gave him his course I know not, but Bill rode a straight line, up hill and down dale. When he came to a fence or a…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1513* * * * * * NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND OTHER AUSTRALIAN TALES by ANDREW ROBERTSON Author of "The Kidnapped Squatter," etc. London Longmans, Green, and Co. And New York: 15 East 16th Street Melbourne Melville,…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1512mages of the original pages are available through Internet Archive. See https://archive.org/details/nuggetsindevilsp00robe NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND OTHER AUSTRALIAN TALES * * * * * * _Crown 8vo. cloth. 6s._…
- devil in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1511*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 54415 *** Note: Images of the original pages are available through Internet Archive. See https://archive.org/details/nuggetsindevilsp00robe NUGGETS IN THE DEVIL'S PUNCH BOWL AND…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1510fifty pounds." I paid no heed to him, but said, "That is one of the notes stolen from the bank." "Me mother's first cousin's sister's son," said Pat, stammering wildly, "giv' me that for change av a sovereign this marni…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1509ke to his son next morning, and told him what he wished him to do in Melbourne. Alec jumped at the idea. It just suited him exactly. He only wanted a decent excuse to go away for a time. Besides, the visit to Melbourne…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1508ore, dumb as usual, but he gripped Bond with two hands, and held him as in a vice. This was his warm welcome, for Bond was a great favourite, and the eldest son of an old friend. Aggie, out of pure mischief, placed a kn…
- spirit in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1507, rusty nails, and pins, on the smooth black mound. Then there was a general exodus, and a fearful looking forward to punishment from the schoolmaster in the morning. The taskmaster was waiting for them. Pharaoh and all…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1506s reckoning, and among the breakers. He thought all the billows were going over him. McLean retired to a corner of the verandah, and spun his own troubles out of himself, and wound them about him in solitary companion-l…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1505t the warm glow and spread themselves out to bask in the lingering rays. Soon a rosy red, deepening every moment, shot higher and higher, then suddenly began to pale and shrink, until the sun had drawn every bit of colo…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1504ving me the opportunity of finding her here. I'm sure you've been kind to her." "Kind! I've been a mother to that girl." "Where is my father?" said Mary, looking wildly around. "Poor girl!" said Mrs. Blenners; "she hasn…
- ghost in Nuggets in the Devil's Punch Bowl#1503eful things among the ferns. When he could not have discerned a wild-cat's eye at ten paces, he crept to the mine and went down the ladder. He took a candle from the packet he had brought with him, and lit it. No glimme…
- 1894 - Queanbeyan Observer Yowie Article#864Public AYR report page for 1894 - Queanbeyan Observer Yowie Article. Location cue from public page title/path: Queanbeyan, New South Wales. Body excerpt retained for review: I will try to find a better copy:
- 1894 - Queanbeyan Observer Article#688Public AYR report page for 1894 - Queanbeyan Observer Article. Location cue from public page title/path: Queanbeyan, New South Wales. Body excerpt retained for review: The Queanbeyan Observer, 30 November 1894 , p2, and…
- little woman in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1864Brown's. Men from the hot western plains, who had lived for weary months upon pigweed and "salt-horse," rested at Mrs. Brown's with calm contentment. Freshest of vegetables, of butter, of eggs, and best of cooking, what…
- giant in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1863lower until they are swallowed up in the black shadow of the gloomy scrub. The distant whoop of an owl, or the melancholy wail of some other night-bird alone breaks the oppressive stillness, but the sleeper heeds them n…
- devil in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1862here is something to be done, and he takes a loose bit of stone, and drags himself alongside a flat rock which is covered with rude markings, the work of the aborigines: imitations of the tracks of kangaroos and emus, t…
- spirits in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1861I shall expire," repeated his uncle. "No, I'm not wandering. I'm in solemn earnest. Do you think you could get me a drop of that old whisky; I feel faint?" Newton, with astonishment all over his face, left the room, and…
- spirits in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1860up and looked about him. The rope and noose resolved itself into an ordinary halter thrown over the tie-beam, though Sandy could not for the life of him remember having seen it there before. There was certainly low tide…
- spirit in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1859leaves of the purple water-lily. In the distance the cheery sound of horse-bells can be heard, and round the fire the travellers are grouped listening to Maxwell, who is telling the tale he has never yet told: "When I f…
- spirit in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1858ork and rolled away the boulder she had been leaning against, then he threw out some of the smaller stones, and, putting down his hand, drew forth by one leg the ghastly object of their search--the corpse of a fine fat…
- spirit in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1857of the Austral Tropics" is included here and the stories included from that publication are indicated with an *. All the other stories were included in "Tales of the Austral Tropics", see CONTENTS above. CONTENTS: 'The…
- spirit in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1856opics Author: Ernest Favenc * * * Tales of the Austral Tropics was published by Osgood, MacIlvaine and Co., London 1894 "The Last of Six": Tales of the Austral Tropics was published by The Bulletin Newspaper Sydney 1893…
- haunted in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1855his enemy's lips and moistened them. The touch of the cool water was too much; with a feverish grasp the half-dead man seized the bag and drank greedily. Then, with a wild laugh, he fell back insensible. "Is it too late…
- haunted in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1854e baked ground. At times he sinks beneath the mockery of shade thrown by one of the scrub-trees, then, after a brief rest, renews his toilsome way. Presently a break is visible ahead, and with restored hope the exhauste…
- phantom in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1853. We'll turn our horses out behind that patch of scrub, and be up there at crow-chirp and catch my gentleman in his blankets as soon as the others go down to the yard. There's an old hut alongside the kitchen we can pla…
- ghost in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1852the remainder has, fortunately, an axe in his hand, and before the madman can stab again he is cut down. He rises once more with the blood streaming down his face and rushes out on the boat-jetty, leaving a ruby track o…
- ghost in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1851uld be proved, and the red-bearded man had disappeared. Years passed, and Macpherson had thriven. He was at Wagga once when a murder case was being tried, and made his way into the court just before the judge pronounced…
- devil in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1850through the ill-fitting slabs. A strong smell of fried steak proved that somebody had usurped his position. A party of five men were seated at the table, eating and drinking from the iron plates and tin pannikins he had…
- ghost in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1849ould not for the life of him remember having seen it there before. There was certainly low tide in the whisky bottle, but he could not determine whether the bread and beef were in the same condition as before the strang…
- ghosts in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1848s night. Get up--I've got work for you!" He made a stride as though to second his injunction, and Sandy with a quaking heart slipped out on to the earthen floor. "Now, look here. To-morrow morning, sharp, you get a hors…
- ghost in Tales of the Austral Tropics#1847was the water-hole in the gorge with the two rock-like pillars rising out of the water." Again there was silence for a while. Then Davis said musingly-- "It's impossible to pronounce any opinion at present; the coincide…
- little man in Steve Brown's Bunyip#1544standing over the cuddy companion with a handspike joined his fellows. Fortunately—for themselves—no one had shown up. The boat pushed off, Bill sculling. The _Sardanapalus_ was crewless. Half-an-hour afterwards, the gr…
- giant in Steve Brown's Bunyip#1543water and tightened the lashings of the raft as well as he was able. It was a long, dreary night, especially after the moon went down. Fortunately it was warm and fine. Indeed, throughout that trying time of flood, curi…