The blossoming of the waratah, the song of the lyrebird, typify the spirit of primitive loveliness in our continent; but the wail of the dingo, the gauntness of our tall trees by silent moonlight, can provide a shiver of terror to a newcomer. Against background strangeness, of strange beasts and birds and plants, in a human emptiness of three million square miles… A new nation, a new human type, is being formed in Australia.