...spell." Mr. Brady's intimacy with the Australian tropics began in 1899, but " go where I will, that Magic calls and recalls me, back to lands of sunlight and...the Sun rises in the hush of dawn over the Barrier Reef like a golden god of old, where the Moon floods shores and hills of an enchanted littoral with...

...but " go where I will, that Magic calls and recalls me, back to lands of sunlight and sugar* cane, of cedar and gold." He is an absolute enthusiast,...the Sun rises in the hush of dawn over the Barrier Reef like a golden god of old, where the Moon floods shores and hills of an enchanted littoral with...

...astounding ; the possibilities of development are unlimited ; the Government i« wise, far-sighU-d and benevolent. As one reads Mr. Brady's narrative, one is carried away by his infectious enthuHiamn, and feels that if only the fates had been kind, we should have ourselves swelled the tide...