ocr: in their paddock. Half an hour later! I Was: sitting on their veranda, shaved and showered, a tumbler of scotch in my hands, with al bed for the night, Over a plate of stew and a glass of Cabsav (Australian for Cabernet Sauvignon), Elva told me a little local history: "There used to be a lot ofl hobos around here back in the Depression, waiting to get alift on the: steam trains when they slowed down for the grade. My mother never turned one: away if her was hungry. They'd put a rock Pudgy and unfit and on our gatepost to let others know: we were friendly." She laughed grinding up Old Put- and ...
