Strange Tracks Discovered By Expedition Strange tracks have been found on the banks of the Fully River iby Mr. "Kendall, head of the expedition which is searching in Queensland for the marsupial tiger. For two nights and a day, jon foot, and without companions, he searched through dense scrubs, and is now making a further search on horseback.
The following message has been received from Mr. Kendall. from Fully River: "To go all day through dense and almost impenetreble scrub, to wade in swamps infested with ticks, to be continually bitten by mosquitoes, sand flies, and ticks, are some of the pleasures of zoological research in the wilds of North Queensland. Having discovered strange tracks on the banks of the Fully River, I decided not to wait for reinforcements before trying to catch the beast that made the tracks For two nights ang a day wild birds and animals have been my only companions. The morning after my discovery of the strange tracks I set out, after a hasty breakfast of grilled turkey, a luxury plentiful in this district. Imagine' my joy when I discovered that a poisoned bait had been taken. The snare I had set contained only small wallaby. Before attempting to discover what had taken the bait, I examined the ground near by, but whether the animal I was after had not used the trail that night, or whether the ground would not take an imprint, I could find no spoor. resembling that of the dogs that 1 had found previously. 1 next commenced to circle the spot where my bait had been set. In 10 minutes or so I came upon my viectim—an exceptionally large half-bred dingo, or, really, to judge by the collar round its neck, a domesticated half-breed that had answered the call of the wilds.
"This did not, however, destroy my belief that the marsupial wolf or tiger was somewhere about, for on comparing the dog's pad with the track I had found the previous day I found that it was much smaller. Besides, if my kill had made a spoor, there would be clearly visible marks made by its claws—an indication that was lacking in the imprints in the clay, Trusting to the trail on which 1 had discovered the spoor, in the hope that I might run across further tracks that I could follow to the beast's lair, I hastened back to camp, and packing some damper and cold grilled meat in a saddle bag, returned to the trail, and plunged into the forest. I searched all day, and returned to camp after a night in the bush. I decided to take up the search next day on horseback, after leaving the carpet snake at the telegraph office. originally devised the quaint characters and' scenery sold here for nearly a century.
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