sellers, Angus & Robertson commenced operation in 1886 in Sydney. This Scottish background influenced the books offered for sale, together with the Robertson's experiences of hardship and humanity led to supporting writers, and manuscripts of bush life. Bush ballads particularly were understood by the Australian public. Kipling also encouraged the company to foster Australian poetry through ballads too, the words becoming part of the cultural identity. With this foundation, Ogilvie became an Angus & Robertson author. Ogilvie was castigated for embellishing the mythology of the Australian outback and life: In his later days, Will. Ogilvie has been responsible for some very exquisite verse. His early efforts were too effusive in their praise of our bush and its beauty, and this fact does not please many. That we can let pass, because he was fascinated by the country and bush life as he found it in the New South Wales and Queensland life he lived; so much so that he has not always exercised due restraint in his poetic outbursts. To those who claim to know this verse of Henry Lawson comes as the voice of truth, sure and firm after the Scotchman's fine prettiness: I think Ogilvie's mistake was that he emphasised the charm of the bush in place of the lure. The bush is a fierce, hungry mistress, who is too passionate in her moods for the word "charm" to be anything but a misplaced one. Nevertheless, W. H. Ogilvie is enchanting at his best moments. His ringing verse at times reminds us of the ringing echos of the galloping hoofs of the horses this man knew and loved so well. It was accepted he wrote about the Australian bush with romanticism. The camp fire gleams resistance To every twinkling star; The horse bells in the dlstance Are jangling faint and far: Through gum boughs lorn and lonely The passing breezes sigh; In all the world are only My star-crowned love and I. The poem A Scotch night (also known as The wee Scotch night and A braw Scotch nicht) is well-associated with Ogilvie, first published under his own name in The Bulletin in Australia. There was an attempt by one person to 'pirate it in Scotland, but Mr. Ogilvie promptly exposed the dishonest trick'. Despite all this, the poem was the one for which he sought not to be remembered. Thinking it more suited to the traditional music