Thanks for your help. I was speaking to an Aussie from Perth and he suggested that it is pronounced in 'strian as Yeck-an-dAN-da. In my first post I mentioned that I had found a poem of the same name and for completeness I'm posting it below. And I'd like to comment that she must have been an exceptional woman to merit two fine examples of colonial literature. THE LASS OF YACKANDANDAH. Too prone to love, I vainly try To hide the blush and check the sigh, And dim the glances of the eye. Which tell, as plain as can be, O That I, a slave to woman's wiles, And all those sweetly roguish smiles, Which recompense her votaries toils, 'Am bound to Yackandandah, O Yes, here my flame is Beauty's queen, A bar-room is her court, I ween, Her dispensations I have seen The best of rum and brandy, O Mounted upon a filly neat The long train flying o'er her feet With pride I've watched her bounding fleet, Thro' dusty Yackandandah, O I've heard her powers of repartee, Amongst our choice society, Composed of many a bullocky And shepherd man so dandy, O Seen how majestic 'mid the clowns, She stills their gush with little frowns, Yet humours, well, the "knock-em-downs" That favour Yackandandah, O Then I have loved, and loving said, This is a most accomplished maid Such grace and business tact displayed To modern swain, how handy, O Smite by her powerful charms, was I, Have proffered love, and feigned to die, But vain-this, the dear rogue's reply, You're green for Yackandandah O Ah, well I know she acts a part, Yet keeps unsmirched a priceless heart, Of common life, be sure the art, All can't be sugar-candy, O Statesmen their votaries despise, Parsons but fool the not o'er wise, Your lawyers thrive by glossing lies, Pardon, then, Yackandandah, O
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