"One of the best tales of adventure produced by any living writer, combining the inventiveness of Jules Verne, and the solidity of character and earnestness of spirit which have made the English victorious in so many fields."--Daily Chronicle.
n, he began to caper about as if preparing to attack the old lady, till I caught him by the arm, and he crouched at my feet like a dog.
"Come long," he said, pointing out at the sun, "walk five six hour--all black dark; go sleep a morning."
"All in good time, Jimmy," I said. "Go out and wait." The black ran out, and crouched down upon his heels in the verandah, evidently under the impression that we were about to start at once; but Europeans bound on an expedition want something besides a waddy, boomerang, and spear; and with nurse shaking her head mournfully the while, my mother, the doctor, and I held a council of war, which, after a time, was interrupted by a curious noise between a grunt and a groan, which proved to be from Jimmy's throat, for he was preparing himself for his journey by having a nap.
HOW WE PREPARED TO START, AND STARTED.
You will have gathered from all this that my father had
The Daily Chronicle seems at fault in its assessment. Bunyip Land is too naive for late teens and adults, I would say, but perhaps adequate for younger lads. not sure that girls of any age would care for it.
Fenn can write, so perhaps that's the market he was going after.