Toggle Dropdown Serif Sans-serif Monospaced Dyslexic Bold Italic Font size: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Mark as read [object Object] Only page of chapter 50 17 Very Easy 12 Chapter 12: The Legend of Cooee Gully The night came down thro' Deadman's Gap, Where the ghostly saplings bent Before a wind that tore the fly From many a digger's tent. Dark as pitch, and the rain rushed past On a wind that howled again; And we crowded into the only hut That stood on the hillside then. Sign in to unlock this title Sign in to continue reading, it's free! As an unregistered user you can only read a little bit. Links External resources bookshop Wikipedia Project Gutenberg Goodreads Google Books
The night came down thro' Deadman's Gap, Where the ghostly saplings bent Before a wind that tore the fly From many a digger's tent.
Dark as pitch, and the rain rushed past On a wind that howled again; And we crowded into the only hut That stood on the hillside then.
