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Issue Details: First known date: 1913... vol. 34 no. 1719 23 January 1913 of The Bulletin est. 1880 The Bulletin
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Contents

* Contents derived from the , 1913 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Wanted: Half-a-Dozen Assorted Australasian Literary Shrines, single work criticism (p. 2) Section: The Red Page
The Singing Journalisti"There is a small fly in the ink,", Pat O'Maori , single work poetry (p. 2) Section: The Red Page
Boots for Bettyi"When I've been told by a tiny bird", Will H. Ogilvie , single work poetry (p. 5)
The Conquering Calli"We trod through ferns at close of day", Roderic Quinn , single work poetry (p. 5)
A Night Voicei"There's sunlight on the road,", L. Kenny , single work poetry (p. 5)
Wine of Eveningi"She wore a red rose at her breast,", David McKee Wright , single work poetry (p. 5)
"My Jack"i"Panitzer (note the handkercher a-twisted round his 'ead)", O.K. , single work poetry (p. 10)
The Power of Love and Songi"The gods who tickle human brains", Curse O'Moses , single work poetry (p. 11)
"Lifers"i"Some men there are who loaf in gaol;", Foe , single work poetry (p. 12)
The Useful Sexi"Run up and wake your father, pet;", Priscilla Prink , single work poetry (p. 13)
His Lovei"He said his love was like a red, red rose", Norman Lilley , single work poetry (p. 13)
The Tale that "Mulga" Toldi"The word 'ad come to Camel Hunch that out, a long day's ride", R. J. Cassidy , single work poetry (p. 15)
Aboriginalities, Jack McLaren , single work column (p. 16)
The Work of Our Handsi"Now every man is his own sad cook, for he mixes and bakes his dough", E. O'F , single work poetry (p. 18)
The Hulki"Now, 'ere's my tip fer the Fusion ship,", Den , single work poetry humour (p. 26)
The Long Journeyi"He booked his passage oversea;", E. Francis , single work poetry (p. 30)
The Sorrows of Etheli"Pity my fate! No ling'ring "death"", C. Ockney , single work poetry (p. 36)
Do I Remember?i"No, I have not been in Naples ....", Mabel Forrest , single work poetry (p. 38)
No Acquisitioni"The poor we're always with us, true,", Silas Snell , single work poetry (p. 44)
When the Bronzewings Croon at Twilighti"When the bronzewings croon at twilight and the westward skies are paling,", Kathleen Dalziel , single work poetry (p. 47)
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