The following verse followed me from the city and found me where I am working in remoter parts:
I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better
Knowledge, sent to where I met him down the ‘bidgee, years ago,
He was doctoring when I knew him, so I sent the letter to him,
Just `on spec’, addressed as follows, `Goldie, Doctor of The Overflown’.
And an answer came directed in a writing not unexpected,
(And for sure the same was written with that horrible doctors’ scrawl)
‘Twas his running mate who wrote it, and verbatim I will quote it:
`Goldie’s gone to Queensland doctoring, and we don’t know where he are.’
In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Goldie
Gone a-doctoring `down the Cooper’ where the Western doctors go;
As his flock are slowly sitting, Goldie runs past them singing,
For the bush doctor’s life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know.
And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wond’rous glory of the everlasting stars.
I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a not so stingy
Ray of sunlight struggles not so much between the buildings tall,
And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city
Through the air con floating, spreads its foulness over all
And in place of lowing cattle, I can hear the fiendish rattle
Of the tramways and the ‘buses making hurry down the street,
And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting,
Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet.
And the hurrying people daunt me, and their pallid faces haunt me
As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste,
With their eager eyes and greedy, and their stunted forms and weedy,
For townsfolk have no time to grow, they have no time to waste.
And I somehow rather fancy that I’d like to change with Goldie,
Like to take a turn at doctoring where the seasons come and go,
While he faced the round eternal of the drafting and advising —
But I doubt he’d suit the office, Goldie, ‘Doctor of The Overflown’.
Nicholas Miller, legal practitioner and versifier, has doctored Paterson’s ‘Clancy ‘