A Letter From the Bush

Publication: Melbourne Herald
Date: 24 October 1922

dere frend.

ows the world usin' you. I been doin
a pritty good spin lately, bort the mis-
sus a pare of silk stockins fer sund-
ays wile the goin was good I sprung it
on er that I was goin to town fer the
big cup. she just smild a sikly sort er
smile an sez yes ben. she cudn't do
nothin els outer gratishood but sheas
been lookin at me since like I stung er
or somethin. anyways ile see yous 
befor the big race an I kin do with a few
good tips.

I see theres still a good lot of tork
about buildin decent roads but when are
they goin to stop torkin an do sum
buildin. they goin to spen milliyuns to
give sity blokes electric trams but they
aint got tunppens to spare to put a bit
of metal on the puddles we calls roads
up this way.

Las week I was comin along what they
as  the nerv to call our mane road
when I seen ole George Gumnut the
bullicky usin langwidge that made the
bark curl on the trees an lashing away
with a bullick whip at the mud in the
middle of the road. Wotcher game I sez
to im an e sez wild like some trin to
get this dam teem outta this dam puddle
an i sez wheres the team I sez
I dont see none an e pints at the mud
an sez under there and then I notis the
mud was eaving a little gentil like under 
there e sez fourteen bullicks an the
wagon with a load of pallins and five
bags of chaff an me saddil orse with a 
gray weskit with me silver watch an one
pound seven in cash an e went on
lashin at the mud agin an swearing
somthink awful old on I sez to im ow
do you no yer layin it up to the bullicks
with that whip thats all rite e sez ime
itten whers ever I see a bubble.

e got em out before nite but I dont 
rekun us country blokes is gettin a fair
deal with rodes we dont want no underground
lectrick but we dont want no underground
bullicks neither fares fare.

bil smiths got the shingles e sez there so 
bad e rekins they must be paling.

opin you are sam

yours truly
Ben Bowyang



Yours truly
Ben Bowyang