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the eureka stockade-第3章

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r for a change。 I was soon on the tramp again。  Bryant's Ranges was the go of the day; and I started thither accordingly。  December; 1853。  Oh; Lord! what a pack of ragamuffins over that way!  I got acquainted with the German party who found out the Tarrangower den; shaped my hole like a bathing tub; and dropped 〃on it〃 right smart。  Paid two pounds to cart one load down the Loddon; and left two more loads of washing stuff; snug and wet with the sweat of my brow over the hole。  Got twenty…eight pennyweights out of the load。  Went back the third day; brisk and healthy; to cart down the other two loads。  Washing stuff! gone:  hole! gone:  the gully itself! gone:  the whole face of it had been clean shaved。  Never mind; go ahead again。 Got another claim on the surface…hill。  No search for licence:  thank God; had none。  Nasty; sneaky; cheeky little things of flies got into my eyes: could see no more; no ways。  Mud water one shilling a bucket!  Got the dysentery; very bad。  Thought; one night; to reef the yards and drop the anchor。  Got on a better tack though。  Promenaded up to the famous Bendigo。 Had no particular objection to Celestials there; but had no particular taste for their tartaric water。  Made up my mind to remember my days of innocence; and turned shepherd。  Fine landscape this run on the Loddon:  almost a match for Bella Italia; but there are too many mosquitoes。  Dreamt; one day; I was drinking a tumbler of Loddon wine; and asserted that Providence was the same also in the south。  It was a dream。  The lands lay waste and desolate:  not by nature; oh no; by hand of man。  Bathing in these Loddon water…holes; superb。  Tea out of this Loddon water magnificent。 In spite of these horrible hot winds; this water is always fresh and delicious: how kind is Providence!  One night lost the whole blessed lot of my flock。 Myself; the shepherd; did not know; in the name of heavens; which way to turn。 Got among the blacks; the whole Tarrang tribe in corrobory。  Lord; what a rum sight for an old European traveller。  Found natives very humane; though。  My sheep right again; only the wild dogs had given them a good shake。 Was satisfied that the Messiah the Jews are looking for will not be born in this bullock…drivers' land; any how; the angels won't announce the happy event of his birth to the shepherds。  No more truck with sheep; and went to live with the blacks for a variation。  Picked up; pretty soon; bits of their yabber…yabber。  For a couple of years had tasted no fish; now I pounced on a couple of frogs; every couple of minutes。  Thought their 'lubras' ugly enough; not so; however; the slender arms and small hands of their young girls; though the fingers be rather too long。

That will do now; in as much as the end of the story is this:  That portion in my brains called 〃acquisitiveness〃 got the gold…fever again; and I started for old Ballaarat。




Chapter VI。



Sua Cuique Voluntas。


I was really delighted to see the old spot once more; Easter; 1854。 I do not mean any offence to my fellow…diggers elsewhere; it struck me very forcibly; however; that our Ballaarat men look by far more decent; and our storekeepers; or grog…sellers if you like; undoubtedly more respectable。

Of a constitution not necessarily savage; I did not fail to observe that the fair ones had ventured now on a large scale to trust their virtue among us vagabonds; and on a hot…wind day; I patronized of course some refreshment room。

I met my old mate; and we determined to try the old game; but this time on the old principle of 'labor omnia vincit'I pitched my tent right in the bush; and prophesied; that from my door I would see the golden hole in the gully below。

I spoke the truth; and such is the case this very day。  Feast of the Assumption; 1855:What sad events; however; were destined to pass exactly before the very door of my tent!  Who could have told me on that Easter Sunday; that the unknown hill which I had chosen for my rest; would soon be called the Massacre Hill!  That next Christmas; my mate would lie in the grave; somewhere forgotten:  and I in the gaol! the rope round my neck!!

Let us keep in good spirits; good reader; we shall soon have to weep together enough。

Gravel Pits; famous for its strong muster of golden holes; and blasting shicers; was too deep for me。  The old Eureka was itself again。  The jewellers shops; which threatened to exhaust themselves in Canadian Gully; were again the talk of the day:  and the Eureka gold dust was finer; purer; brighter; immensely darling。  The unfaithful truants who had rushed to Bryant's Ranges; to knock their heads against blocks of granite; now hastened for the third time to the old spot; Ballaarat; determined to stick to it for life or death。 English; German; and Scotch diggers; worked generally on the Gravel Pits; the Irish had their stronghold on the Eureka。  The Americans fraternised with all the wide…awake; 'ubi caro ibi vultures。'

Here begins as a profession the precious game of 'shepherding;' or keeping claims in reserve; that is the digger turning squatter。  And; as this happened under the reign of a gracious gold commissioner; so I am brought to speak of the gold licence again。  First I will place the man before my reader; though。

Get a tolerable young pig; make it stand on his hind legs; put on its head a cap trimmed with gold…lace; whitewash its snout; and there you have the ass in the form of a pig; I mean to say a 〃man;〃 with this privilege; that he possesses in his head the brains of both the above…mentioned brutes。




Chapter VII。



Ludi Ballaaratenses。


Eureka was advancing fast to glory。  Each day; and not seldom twice a day; the gutter gammoned and humbugged all us 'vagabonds' so deucedly; that the rush to secure a claim 〃dead on it〃 rose to the standard of 'Eureka style;' that is; 'Ring; ring;' was the yell from some hundred human dogs; and soon hill and flat poured out all spare hands to thicken the 〃ring。〃


By this time; two coviesone of them generally an Irishman had stripped to their middle; and were 〃shaping〃 for a round or two。  A broken nose; with the desired accomplishment of a pair of black eyes; and in all cases; when manageable; a good smash in the regions either of the teeth; or of the ribsboth; if possible; preferredwas supposed to improve the transaction so much; that; what with the tooth dropping; or the rib cracking; or both; as aforesaid; it was considered 'settled。'  Thus originated the special title of 'rowdy mob;' or Tipperary; in reference to the Irish。  Let us have the title clear。

The 'shepherding;' that is the squatting by one man women and children had not got hold of this 'Dolce far niente' yetthe ground allotted by law to four men; and the astuteness of our primitive shepherds having found it cheap and profitable to have each claim visibly separated from the other by some twenty…feet wall; which was mutually agreed upon by themselves alone; to call it 'spare ground;' was now a grown…up institution。  Hence; whenever the gutter; 120 feet below; took it into its head to bestir and hook it; the faithful shepherds would not rest until they were sure to snore in peace a foot and a half under ground from the surface; 
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