A strapping young stockman lay dying, His saddle supporting his head, His two mates around him were crying, As he rose on his pillow and said: 'Wrap me up with my stockwhip
and blanket, And bury me deep down below, Where the dingoes and crows can't molest me, In the shade where the coolibahs grow' (Paterson 66-7).
But the man from Snowy River let the pony have his head, And he swung his stockwhip
round and gave a cheer, And he raced him down the mountain like a torrent down its bed, While the others stood and watched in very fear.
In Figure 21, a young man in well-fitting stockman's gear stands in a relaxed pose, ankles crossed, hands on belt, and stockwhip
Fairbanks described the former silent screen actor (yes, Baker was that, too) who taught him to use the stockwhip
for The Mark of Zorro the greatest allround athlete in the world.
One of his last winners as a rider was his first as a trainer, Stockwhip
over hurdles at Rothbury in April 1953, but he did not take out a public licence to train until 1960.
Well, then you must crack a stockwhip
without cutting your eyes out--ride full tilt through the brigalow scrub--to head a mob of cattle going down a mountain as if the devil kicked 'em endways--to shoe horses--cut hair--bake a damper--sleep in your clothes--wash 'em--build a hut--draw teeth--