1Mr Limsee tie 'em up hand longa tree, and belt him proper.
2Plenty fellow rabbit longa scrub, budgery way north, budgery way south; budgery way eblywhere.
3You go longa kitchen, make tea and tucker for Missy.
4Catch 'em Mr Limsee-tchuk longa ground, hard fella-likethat.
5Sposin' cuggil-bad-smell you put bone longa nose no smell 'im.
6Boss tink I go hunt by scrub to-morrow, mine come sit down longa here.'
7He find 'em little bit yetin (skin) longa yil-gil-gil (lawyer vine).
8Brevis oratio penetrat caelos et longa potatio evacuat scyphos.
9No more let you sit down longa this country.
10He bin have long fella stick, like that one Tom take a longa fight-shorthandle.
11Wild boy-boyfrom outside; Myall-beggarthat fella-longa gully.
12Two fellow track here-bulletlonga this one tree.'
13You see 'um hair, rub himself longa tree.'
14I b'lieve shot 'em old man longa gully.'
15Him close up sixty pound longa China, was rather disconcerting praise of a very particular lady friend.
16Pull out plenty beef longa that hook.