CRICKET

Dunstan Times, Issue 1054, 30 June 1882, Page 3

CRICKET

THE AUSTRALIANS IN ENGLAND London, June 22. The Australian Criokete s commenced tin ir match with the Gentlemen of England at Kensington Oval to-day. 'The attendance of spectators was large, and the visitors met with a cot dial reception on entering the field. The following are|fhe names of the gentlemen:— Messrs A. G. Steel, C. T. Studd, 0. B. Studd, C, F. H. Leslie, \V. H. Paterson, W. G. Grace, A. N. Hornby, A. P. Lucas, W. W. Read, E. F. S. Tylecoto, and Ramsay. The Australians went in first on a capita wicket, and the ground being in good order, succeeded in running up a score rapidly, despite the excellent fielding of the Gentlem- n ; 192 runs being obtained tor the loss of only four wickets. The game was then stopped for the day, the weather, whi hj had beeu showery all the morning, having become too inclement to continue play Murdoch was in excellent form, and his batting was much admired. He did not give a single chance during his innings. June, 23. The cricket match, Australians and Gentlemen of England was resumed at the Oval to day, in the presence of an enormous concourse of spectatois. The weather was fine, but the wicket was somewhat heavy owing to the rain which tell yesterday and during the night.

. The Australians with four wickets clown and 192 runs to their credit, continued their first innings, which at length closed for a total of 334.

Bonner was top scorer with 74. He batted splendidly, and never gave a chance. His play and that of the Australians generally was much admired. Mr W. G. Grace bowled well for the Gentlemen, and sue ceecled in taking four wickets for -15 runs.

Tne Gentlemen went in for their first innings, and were all disposed of for 182 The highest scorer being Mr W. G. Grace, who played well for the Gentlemen, with Cl to his credit.

The bowling of the Australians was dead on the wicket, and the Englishmen could not take liberties with it. The fielding of the Australians was also excellent. Gillen took six wickets for 49 runs, and Spofforth two wickets for 6. June 24. The cricket match, Australians versa* Gentlemen of England, was resumed at the Oval. There was again an immense attendance of the public, and the weather was fine throughout the day. The Gentlemen being 152 behind their opponents, hail to follow on their second innings, which closed for a total of 151, and the Australians thus won the match by one innings, with one run to spare. The top scorer in the second innings of the Gentlemen was A. G. Sti cl, not out, 32. The fielding of the Australians was excellent, and their bowling was again dead o t the wicket. Giff-n took throe wickets for GO runs, Gamut two for 28, and I’almer four for 22. June 26. The Australian Cricketers commenced their match at Chichester to-day against eleven of the United South. The weather during the day was fine, and there was a large attendance of spectators. The Australians went first to the wickets, and when stumps were draw., for the day had lost three wickets for 250 (sic) nms. Ma-une made 60 and was out 1 b w, and Buineinian was not out with 56. DON’T LET THEM BURY MR DEEP. [lt will interest readers to know that thitouching poem is founded m an affinal on currence. which has lately obtained some publicity through the newspapers.] Lift me a bit in my bed. father ; Press your warm lip to my cheek ; Put your arm under my head, father— I am so tired and so weak. I cannot stav long awake now Many a night 1 shall sleep. Promise me one filing for my sake, now—

Don’t let them bury me deep! Cover my bed wi'h sweet flowers, father 'those I so well 1 ved to see. So. in the long lon»!y hours, father, They’ll he companions for me. If I should wake in the night, then,

Their lips my sad face would sweep. Makemygraveoheerfuland bright, then— Don’t let them bury me deep! When to the church you’ll all go, f ilh -r, At, the sweet Sabbath bell's 'one, I shall he dreary you know, father, Lying out tln-re all alone. Hang my bird near in a tree then—

Watch over me he will keep ; He will singsweet hymns to me, then— Don’t let them bury me deep!

Call on me whene’er you pass, father. Where, by your side I oft ran ; Put your face down on the grass, father, Near to my own as you can, ’ If 1 could look up and hear you. Into your arms I would creep ; Lot me sometimes nestle near you Don’t let them bury me deep! Look! who has come for me now, father, Standing so near to ray bed? Someone is kissing my brow, father— Mamma, 1 thought you were dead!

she is smiling so bright to you, Beckons you not to weep ; ’Tisnot L'ood-bye, but good -night, to youThey cannot bury me deep! Will Carlefon , in Harper's.