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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: Missing Friends</p> +<p> Being the Adventures of a Danish Emigrant in Queensland (1871-1880)</p> +<p>Author: Thorvald Weitemeyer</p> +<p>Release Date: June 13, 2011 [eBook #36399]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MISSING FRIENDS***</p> +<p> </p> +<h4>E-text prepared by Pat McCoy, Nick Wall,<br /> + and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br /> + (<a href="http://www.pgdp.net">http://www.pgdp.net</a>)<br /> + from page images generously made available by<br /> + Internet Archive/American Libraries<br /> + (<a href="http://www.archive.org/details/americana">http://www.archive.org/details/americana</a>)</h4> +<p> </p> +<table border="0" style="background-color: #ccccff;margin: 0 auto;" cellpadding="10"> + <tr> + <td valign="top"> + Note: + </td> + <td> + Images of the original pages are available through + Internet Archive/American Libraries. See + <a href="http://www.archive.org/details/missingfriendsbe00londiala"> + http://www.archive.org/details/missingfriendsbe00londiala</a> + </td> + </tr> +</table> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_title.jpg"> +<img src="images/illus_title.jpg" alt="COVER" title="COVER"/> +</a> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;"/> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_i" id="Page_i">[Pg i]</a></span></p> +<p><a id="pagei" name="pagei"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_001.png"> +<img src="images/illus_001.png" alt="A SWAGSMAN" title="A SWAGSMAN"/> +</a> +</div> +<div class="center"><p class="caption">A SWAGSMAN</p></div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[Pg ii]</a></span></p> +<hr style="width: 65%;"/> + +<div class="poem" style="width: 24em;"> +<big><i>"Adventures are to the adventurous."</i></big></div> + + +<div><span style="margin-left: 24em;"><big><span class="smcap">Beaconsfield.</span></big></span><br /> +</div> +<p class="gap4"></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_003a.png"> +<img src="images/illus_003a.png" alt="THE ADVENTURE SERIES" title="THE ADVENTURE SERIES"/> +</a></div> + +<p class="gap4"></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_003b.png"> +<img src="images/illus_003b.png" alt="MONOGRAM" title="MONOGRAM"/> +</a></div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[Pg iii]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;"/> + + +<p class="title"> +THE ADVENTURE SERIES.<br /> + +Illustrated. Crown 8vo, 5s.<br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> +<p class="center"><b>1.</b><br /> +Adventures of a Younger Son. By <span class="smcap">E. J. +Trelawny.</span> <i>With an Introduction by Edward +Garnett</i>. Second Edition.<br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>2.</b><br /> + +Robert Drury's Journal in Madagascar. +<i>Edited by Captain S. P. Oliver.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>3.</b><br /> + +Memoirs of the Extraordinary Military +Career of John Shipp. <i>With an Introduction +by H. Manners Chichester.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>4.</b><br /> + +The Adventures of Thomas Pellow, of +Penryn, Mariner. <i>Edited by Dr. Robert Brown.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>5.</b><br /> + +The Buccaneers and Marooners of America. +Being an Account of the Notorious Freebooters +of the Spanish Main. <i>Edited by Howard Pyle.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>6.</b><br /> + +The Log of a Jack Tar; or, The Life of James +Choyce. With O'Brien's Captivity in France. +<i>Edited by V. Lovett Cameron, R.N.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>7.</b><br /> + +The Voyages and Adventures of Ferdinand +Mendez Pinto. <i>With an Introduction by +Arminius Vambéry.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>8.</b><br /> + +The Story of the Filibusters. By <span class="smcap">James +Jeffrey Roche.</span> To which is added the Life +of Colonel David Crockett.<br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>9.</b><br /> + +A Master Mariner. Being the Life and Adventures +of Captain Robert William Eastwick. +<i>Edited by Herbert Compton.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>10.</b><br /> + +Kolokotrones, Klepht and Warrior. <i>Edited by +Mrs. Edmonds. Introduction by M. Gennadius.</i><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><b>11.</b><br /> + +Hard Life in the Colonies. <i>Compiled from +Private Letters by C. Carlyon Fenkins.</i></p> + +<p class="center"><b>(<i>OTHERS IN THE PRESS</i>.)</b></p></blockquote><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_iv" id="Page_iv">[Pg iv]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;"/> + +<h1> +MISSING FRIENDS,</h1> + + +<h2>BEING THE ADVENTURES<br /> +OF A DANISH EMIGRANT<br /> +IN QUEENSLAND (1871-1880)<br /></h2> + +<p class="title">ILLUSTRATED</p> +<p> </p> + +<p class="title">LONDON: T. FISHER UNWIN,<br /> +PATERNOSTER SQUARE. MDCCCXCII<br /> +</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[Pg v]</a></span></p> +<p><a id="pagev" name="pagev"></a></p> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>INTRODUCTORY.</h2> + +<div class="figleft"> +<a href="images/illus_007.png"> +<img src="images/illus_007.png" alt="I" title="I"/> +</a></div> +<p>was born in Copenhagen in the +year 1850. My father was a builder +there in moderately good circumstances. +I was the second son of a +large family, and it was my parents' +great ambition that we all should +receive a good education. My eldest brother was +intended for a profession, and I was to be, like my +father, a builder, and to take up his business when +old enough to do so.</p> + +<p>My father ruled us with an iron hand. I am +sure he had as much love for us all as most fathers +have for their children, but it was considered +necessary when I was twenty years old to treat +me as boys of ten are ordinarily treated. During +the time I learned my trade in my father's shop +I never knew the pleasure of owning a sixpence. +After I had learned my trade, it was just the same. +I worked for my father and received my food, +clothes, and lodging as before, but I never dared +to absent myself for a quarter of an hour even +without asking permission, and that permission +was as often refused as granted. A rebellious<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vi" id="Page_vi">[Pg vi]</a></span> +feeling kept growing up in me; but I dared not +ask my father to relax a little and give me more +liberty. To assert my independence before him +seemed just as impossible, and yet my position +had become to me unbearable. There was but one +thing to do, viz., to run away, and I had scarcely +conceived this idea before I carried it into execution.</p> + +<p>I was now twenty-one years old. One evening, +after saying good-night to my parents in the usual +orthodox fashion, I went to my room, and when all +was still, crept downstairs again and left the house. +I had a bundle of clothes with me and a watch, +which I pawned next morning. I forget the exact +amount I received for it, but to the best of my +recollection it was the first money I ever possessed, +and it seemed to me a vast sum to do with just as +I liked. I dared not to stay in Copenhagen for +fear of meeting my father, or somebody who knew +me, so I bought a through ticket for Hamburg the +same day, and although the purchase of this ticket +nearly exhausted my funds, it was with a feeling +of glorious freedom that I left Copenhagen. On +arriving in Hamburg I obtained work at my trade +without difficulty, and soon saved a little money, +so that a few months after I found myself on board +an emigrant ship bound for Queensland, where I +have been ever since; but for fourteen years I never +wrote home. After that interval I sent a short +letter to my eldest brother, telling him that I was +in Queensland, married, in good health, my own<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vii" id="Page_vii">[Pg vii]</a></span> +master, but that I had not made my fortune; however +I owed nobody anything, and was satisfied, +&c., and asked only for news.</p> + +<p>By return of mail came two letters, one from my +father and the other from my brother. My brother +wrote that our father was now getting to be an old +man, and that his one sorrow these many years +had been what had become of me, coupled with +the fear that I did not remember him as a loving +father; that he had always acted as he thought +best for us, and that the greatest joy the earth +could offer him would be if he might see me again. +My father wrote in the same strain, adding that if +I could not come home I must write, and that +nothing I had done would seem trivial or uninteresting +for him to read about.</p> + +<p>When I had read these letters my conscience +smote me. Not that I had ever felt indifferent to +my parents. I had thought of them often. I do +not think ever a day went over my head during +those fourteen years in which I did not remember +them. Yet I had never written. But I was now +a married man, had children of my own, and I +could fully realize how it is that the parents' love +for their children is so inconceivably greater than +children's love for their parents. Would it not be +a hard day for me if ever I should have to bid good-bye +to any of my sons, even if they went out of the +front door, so to speak, with my blessing? Would +the least they could do be to write to me circumstantially +and often what they thought, what they<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_viii" id="Page_viii">[Pg viii]</a></span> +did, how they fared? And here was I who never +to that moment had been conscious of having done +my parents any wrong! Yes; I would write. I +began the same evening, and kept writing on +about all my wanderings from the day I had left +home up to the time of writing, and as I wrote, +many things which I thought I had forgotten came +clearly to my mind; and so I grew interested in it +myself. I had my writing copied. All this took +time; but at last the manuscript was posted to my +father with a large photograph of myself enclosed. +It arrived the day after his death, but before the +funeral. They buried the manuscript and photograph +with him.</p> + +<p>These are matters far too sacred to write much +about, even anonymously. I only touch upon +them to show the origin of the following narrative. +The copy I had taken has been lying in my desk +now for some years, and when I took it out the +other day it occurred to me that as it gives a faithful +picture of life that thousands of people lead +here in Queensland, it might be of general interest. +I doubt if ever a book was written with more +regard to truth. I have added nothing to the +original manuscript, but I have erased such private +matters as, of course, would be out of place in a +publication, and I have also considerably shortened +the description of the voyage out, as a voyage +across the sea is a more than twice-told tale to +most Australian people. I have also altered the +names of persons and places mentioned wherever<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_ix" id="Page_ix">[Pg ix]</a></span> +I have thought it necessary. It is now several +years since the events recorded happened. The +incidents themselves are sometimes trifling and +always harmless. Should any one who may read +this book think they recognize themselves in any +part of my descriptions, I must beg them to accept +my apology. They will most likely then also +recognize the substantial truth of my description +and my endeavour not to be too personal.</p> + +<p>Although it will be seen by the reader that I +have often acted foolishly and seldom excelled in +wisdom, yet I do not wish it to be understood that +I consider my life altogether misspent. As I look +back, I think of myself as being always cheerful. +It is the privilege of youth to be happy under +almost any circumstances, and I was young when +these things I here set down happened. If the +tale has a moral, I think it will be found sufficiently +obvious. Queensland is full of missing friends. +Some come to the colony in the hope of making a +speedy fortune, that they may go home again and +bless the old folks with their good fortune. Others +come out with the hope of making a good home, +and to bring the old people thither. The successful +man is generally a dutiful son too, insomuch, +at least, that he lets everybody know of his success; +but the man who fails, either from lack of perseverance +or from untoward circumstances, too often +becomes a "missing friend." It is generally true +that a man is valued according to the cut of his +coat, but it is not true between parent and son.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_x" id="Page_x">[Pg x]</a></span> +So! write home, you lonely swagsman on the dusty +track of the far interior. Do not think yourself +forgotten. If you have parents alive you have +friends too, who think of you night and day. If +you will only let them know that you yet have a +thought left for them, they will bless you.</p> + +<p>I have nothing else to add to this introduction, +except that possibly the book might have been +more interesting if it contained more thrilling +adventures, but in my opinion the only merit +which it may possess lies in the strict regard paid +to truth and the avoidance of all exaggeration from +beginning to end.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h3>CONTENTS.</h3> + + +<ul class="none"><li> +<span class="ralign">PAGE</span><br /> +<br /> +INTRODUCTORY<span class="ralign"><a href="#pagev"> v</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">chap.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">I. MY FIRST EXPERIENCES ON LEAVING HOME</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page3"> 3</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.75em;">II. ON THE EMIGRANT SHIP—THE JOURNEY TO QUEENSLAND</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page19">19</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">III. MY ARRIVAL IN QUEENSLAND</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page43"> 43</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">IV. GAINING COLONIAL EXPERIENCE</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page73"> 73</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.75em;">V. TOWNSVILLE: MORE COLONIAL EXPERIENCES</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page101"> 101</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left:0.5em;">VI. ON THE HERBERT RIVER</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page131"> 131</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.25em;">VII. LEAVING THE HERBERT—RAVENSWOOD</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page161"> 161</a></span><br /> +<br /> +VIII. SHANTY-KEEPING, PROSPECTING, THORKILL'S DEATH<span class="ralign"><a href="#page185"> 185</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">IX. GOING TO THE PALMER</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page211"> 211</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.75em;">X. RETURNING FROM THE PALMER</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page231"> 231</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.5em;">XI. A LOVE STORY</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page259"> 259</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0.25em;">XII. BRISBANE—TRAVELS IN THE "NEVER NEVER" LAND</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page271"> 271</a></span><br /> +<br /> +XIII. THE END<span class="ralign"><a href="#page315"> 315</a></span><br /> +</li></ul> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_xi" id="Page_xi">[Pg xi]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h3>LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.</h3> + + +<ul class="none"><li> +(1) <span class="smcap">A Swagsman</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#pagei"><i>Frontispiece</i></a></span><br /> +<br /> +(2) <span class="smcap">Landing of Emigrants</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page55"><i>To face page</i> 55</a></span><br /> +<br /> +(3) <span class="smcap">An Alligator Pool</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page145"> " " 145</a></span><br /> +<br /> +(4) <span class="smcap">The Baker's Cart</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page190"> " " 190</a></span><br /> +<br /> +(5) <span class="smcap">Breakfast in the Gold Fields</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page198">" " 198</a></span><br /> +<br /> +(6) <span class="smcap">Rockhampton</span><span class="ralign"><a href="#page232"> " " 232</a></span><br /> +</li></ul><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span></p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page3"></a>CHAPTER I.<br /> +<br /> +MY FIRST EXPERIENCES ON LEAVING HOME.</h2> + +<div class="figleft"> +<a href="images/illus_019.png"> +<img src="images/illus_019.png" alt="H" title="H"/> +</a></div> +<p>aving left Copenhagen in the way +just described and arrived in Hamburg, +my first care was to get +work, which I fortunately obtained +the next day. The place I worked +in was a large building or series of +buildings, four or five stories high, with cabinet-makers' +shops from the cellars to the loft. We +had to be at work at six o'clock in the morning, +and to keep on till eight o'clock at night. Even +on Sundays we worked from six o'clock to dinner-time. +Some would keep on till it was dark on +Sunday evening, and content themselves with +knocking off early, as they called it. And such +work! Everybody would work as if the house +were on fire. It was all piecework. The man +who stood next myself had made veneered chests +of drawers for thirty years, and never had made +anything else. He would turn out two veneered +chests of drawers in a week, and the work was +faultless. These chests would, I am sure, sell +readily in Brisbane for from twelve to fifteen<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span> +pounds each. He earned about nine Prussian +thalers per week. On the other side of me stood +a man who made German secretaires. There were +nine or ten men in the shop. The master was +working too. He seemed just as poor as the men. +Whenever work was finished, some furniture dealer +would come round and buy it. The men seemed +all more or less askew in their bodies with overwork. +If ever they had an ambition in their lives, +it was to instil a proper sense of respect into the +two apprentices. I did pity these two boys. They +received their board and lodging from the master, +but they could, I am sure, easily have made one +meal out of their four daily allowances. They +slept in a corner of the shop. They had, of course, +to be at work at six o'clock in the morning the +same as the men, but while we had half an hour +for breakfast and "vesperkost," they were supposed +to eat and work at the same time. After work-hours +at night they had to carry all the shavings +out of the shop to the loft above, from which they +were occasionally removed; then they had tea, +and finally, if they liked, they were allowed to +work a couple of hours for themselves. They +would get odd pieces of veneer and wood and +make a workbox. When it was finished, they +would one evening run round among the furnishers +from door to door to sell it. The dealer would +know that the materials were not paid for, and of +course he did not pay them. A shilling or less is +the price a dealer in Hamburg pays for one of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span> +those beautiful workboxes which are sold all over +the world. I wonder how often the buyers of +these boxes think of the lean, ragged youth who +has stood late in the night and made it, most often +perhaps to buy an extra morsel of bread from the +proceeds—because, as a matter of fact, that was +what these two boys used to do. The master was +accustomed to beat them daily, and if he was at +any time thought too sparing with the rod, and +thereby neglecting their education, the men would +themselves beat the lads. It was winter-time, and +daylight only about eight o'clock in the morning. +But in order to reach the shop at six o'clock, the +men, who lived mostly in the suburbs, had to be +up at half-past four. I had rented a small room +from one of them, and he and I would generally +arrive together. As we scrambled our way up the +dark staircase, he would caution me to walk softly +because, as he said, he wanted to catch these rascally +boys in bed. Poor fellows! If we were the +first to arrive they would most often lie in a heavy +sleep. Then he would rush at them, tear the bed-clothes +off them, box their ears, and call them all +sorts of <i>endearing</i> names. The master and the +other men, with scarcely an exception, approved +of this. It was not breakfast-time before eight +o'clock, and very often when the apprentices had +been hunted to work in this manner they would +get another correction before then for neglecting +to wash themselves! Poor fellows, they had no +time. But, as is well known, the harder an<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span> +apprenticeship a boy has served, the more cruel +does he in his turn become after his time is out. +The Prime Minister himself has not, I am sure, +half as serene a contempt for an apprentice, as a +journeyman only three months out of his apprenticeship.</p> + +<p>This work in Hamburg certainly did not suit +my ideas of liberty. My head would swim of an +evening when I came out of the shop. As already +stated, I had rented a small room from one of the +men for a mere trifle, and I boarded myself, and +very frugal fare I had. This self-denial was +because I soon made up my mind that I would not +stay in Hamburg; and so I saved all that was +possible, and it did not take long before I could +commence to count a few thalers in my pocket.</p> + +<p>On Sunday evenings I used to go and sit in one of +the public gardens, and listen to the music and +watch the faces of the people there. Sometimes +when there was a free show I would be there too, +but I never spent any money. With the din of the +shop scarcely out of my ears, and Monday morning +looming only a few hours away, I almost fancied +myself of a different species from such happy, +chattering crowds as would pass and repass seemingly +without a care in the world. There was not +a soul to speak to me. For one thing, I could +scarcely make myself understood in German; for +another, the men in the shop, who were the only +people I knew, if I did go down the street with one +of them, conversation had but one subject for<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span> +which was sure somehow to turn on the quality of +the glue we used. They all had a vast reverence +for the furniture dealers, and they were just the +people I did not like. I was therefore quite +alone. I was also wonderfully homesick. Often +and often did I wish that I had never run away, but +it seemed to me impossible to go home again, and so +I used to sit and speculate on what I had better +do. I thought when I had saved a little money +I would go to Paris, or Vienna. They were nice +places I believed; but of one thing I was certain, +and that was that as yet I had not seen anybody +I liked as well as myself, or any place I liked +so well as my own home!</p> + +<p>One Sunday evening as I walked about the +streets, I saw in a window a large attractive +placard on which was printed in red letters, "Free +Emigration to Queensland, Australia." I am +certain I had never heard the name of Queensland +before, and my impression of Australia was that it +was the place to which criminals were sent; I had +also read something about gold-diggings in Australia, +but it was in the form of a novel, and I did +not believe it. I called to mind what I had read in +school in the geography about Australia, and I +remembered it well. It was only a short paragraph. +It ran thus: "Australia. Travellers who +come from this distant continent, bring us very +conflicting statements. It seems to be a land in +which nature is reversed. The leaves are hanging +downwards on the trees instead of upwards.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> +Rivers run from the ocean inland. The interior +seems to be one vast lake of salt water. It is the +home of the kangaroo and the black swan. +Altogether but little is known about it. Captain +Cook discovered it in the year 1788. It belongs +to England. The Dutch have possessions in the +North. It has been used as a penal settlement by +England, but this is now abolished. Of late years +gold has been found in considerable quantities and +in several places. Wool, tallow, and hides are exported. +Towns, Sydney and Melbourne."</p> + +<p>I can scarcely help laughing to myself now +when recalling to mind this piece of information +about Australia. It was really an ignorant +and disgraceful morsel of information for one of +the best schools in Copenhagen to offer to its +pupils, but it was all the knowledge I had or +could get, and it was not much assuredly to give +one any idea what Queensland was like. But +somehow I determined to find out what I could +for myself. There was gold there that might be +more easily got, perhaps, than by making chests of +drawers, so the next day I presented myself at the +office, and asked for information.</p> + +<p>Yes, it was right. The ship would sail in a fortnight. +"Did I want to go? Two pounds sterling +please. Only three or four tickets left." "Well—I +would like a little information." "Information, +yes, we have every information. What is it you +want to know? You get, to begin with, all your +food, and splendid food I can tell you is provided<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> +for you on the whole journey. You also get bed-clothes, +and your own knife, spoon, and fork. +This will all become your own property on arrival +in Queensland. Here is the bill of fare."</p> + +<p>I hesitated. "When you have arrived in +Queensland," cried my informant, "the Government +of that country further engages to board you +in a first-class hotel for two or three weeks, free of +all cost, while you make up your mind what occupation +to engage in, and—here it is in the prospectus, +look at this!—they further guarantee to find +work for you making roads, for at least two years +after." "Do you yourself know anything much +about Queensland?" I ventured to ask; "I suppose +you never were there?" "I, no, I never was there—I +wish I had been, I should not have to stand here +to-day. But we have every information. They +have found gold-diggings again. Here are the +statistics of exports; I will read them for you:—</p> + + +<div class="center"><table style="width: 65%"> + +<tr><td align="center">Marks.</td><td align="center">Marks.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Hides, 100,000,000,000,000.</td><td align="left">Horns, 1,000,000,000,000.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Wool, 10,000,000,000,000.</td><td align="left">Tallow, 10,000,000,000.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Cattle, 1,000,000,000,000.</td><td align="left">Horses, 100,000,000,000,000.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Gold, 100,000,000,000.</td><td align="left">Silver, 1,000,000,000,000.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Copper, 1,000,000,000,000,000.</td><td align="left">Tin, 1,000,000,000,000.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>What do you think of that now?"</p> + +<p>What I thought was that it was all Latin to me. +I did not know why they exported all this wealth, or +why they did not keep it at home. No more did +the man in the office, I am sure. I asked, did he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span> +think it probable that I should obtain work as a +carpenter and joiner, and did he know what wages +were going? To that he replied that, of course, +I could get work as a carpenter and joiner, and +that wages were at least one pound per day, but +that if I wanted to go he would have to enlist me +as an agricultural labourer, because a whole cargo +of carpenters was already engaged, but that undoubtedly +it would pay me better to dig for gold +myself. I concluded that Queensland was a sort +of vast gold-field. I asked what was the cost of +living. He said, "If you like to live in an hotel +and be waited on hand and foot, of course you can +have it at all prices; but if you like to cook your +own food, it will cost you nothing. Why man! +don't I keep telling you that the cattle are running +wild; if you are wise enough to buy a gun before you +go, your meat supply is secured when you get there, +and all sorts of game are in equal abundance—kangaroos, +parrots, and all sorts." I inquired how much, +or rather how little, money did he think it indispensable +for me to have when I landed. He said as for +that, no doubt the less I had, the less chance there +was of my being robbed. It would, in his opinion, +take some little time for any one to get alongside +the people over there, but, once having taken their +measure, there was no mistake about the resources +of the country. Then, as an afterthought, he +added, "In case on your arrival in the country you +should decide to establish yourself as a farmer +the Government makes you a present of"—I think<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> +it was—"eighty acres of land. This land is the best +and richest agricultural land in the colony, and +you can pick it out yourself wherever you like best +in Queensland. I will give you the order which +entitles you to your deeds."</p> + +<p>I felt very undecided. I did not buy any ticket, +nor did I go to work again that day. I kept roaming +about the streets, thinking of Queensland and +the information I had received. Wages a pound +sterling per day! if I would only work for it—the +price of food scarcely anything—cattle running +wild—large gold-fields! How was it, then, that +there were hotels where people would wait on the +immigrants, "hand and foot." What silly fellows +those publicans must be; would it not pay them +better to work at a trade, or look out for gold? +Truly the order of things seemed to be reversed in +that country. And eighty acres of their best land +would they give me if only I would go! Perhaps +horses were running wild as well as cattle. I might +be able to catch some and break them in to plough +the land. But what about the plough? Surely +nobody made ploughs there; I should have to +bring that with me. Perhaps there were saddlers. +No doubt it would be a good country for a saddler +to go to, as it seemed they had so many hides over +there that they had to export them. Probably if +a saddler wanted materials, all he had to do was to +flay a bullock and carry its hide away. But were +there bricklayers to build houses? Certainly I +could do the carpentry myself; on a pinch I could<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> +do the bricklaying too. Everything seemed so +satisfactory. Perhaps I should even find gold +enough while I was sinking the foundation for my +house to pay for the lot! It need not be such a +large piece either. A couple of nuggets, as large +only as one brick each, would go a long way. +Perhaps, too, if I found them, it would be as well +to go home again at once. Then I began to +wonder if the fellow in the office would not, if I +had asked him, have told me that houses, by careful +cultivation, would grow out of the ground +themselves in that country. In a word, I gave it +up. Perhaps it was all one tissue of falsehood. +Perhaps the diggers over there were only trying to +get slaves to work for them. That seemed to me +more reasonable. Why should the Government of +the country make me a present of a large estate? +All bosh! But I would go, just to see the land in +which swans were black and rivers running from +the ocean inland. If I should be caught on my +arrival, perhaps I might escape to the interior. +There would be no cabinet-maker's shops there, +of that I felt certain. The prospectus said that +the Government would guarantee to every intending +emigrant work on the roads of the colony for +two years, if he desired it. I could not think it +probable that I desired that, but perhaps it was +meant to pay our passage money. Anyhow, I +promised myself I should not fail for the want of +firearms if I did go, and perhaps we could slay any +enemies we found altogether, because undoubtedly<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span> +there would be others on board ship who would +fight for their liberty. Liberty, delightful liberty! +To be the captain of a gang of warriors, half +robbers, half gold-miners, roaming over the continent +of Australia, seemed a delightful prospect.</p> + +<p>This is, I am sure, quite a faithful picture of +my wild ideas of Queensland after I had elicited +all the information I could get.</p> + +<p>The Government of Queensland spends yearly, I +do not remember how large a sum, in promoting +free emigration. They prepared at great cost, and +with elaborate exactness, statistics to show the +commercial position of the country. Then they +trust all this to the care of some office at home, +whose officials know little or nothing about Queensland. +The principal in such an office puts a clerk +at the counter who has, perhaps, no other qualification +for the work than a facility for talking. +Fancy a home-bred peasant coming into such a +place with the care of a family on his shoulders, +and a little money in the bank, and think of the +clerk talking to him about gold-fields and firearms +and statistics, all the time admitting he never was +in the colony himself! I think it is quite enough +to prevent any one going out. And yet people of +that class are the only class of poor men who really +can do well in Queensland, and they are almost +the only desirable sort of emigrants for the country +itself. The reason is that such a man can, after a +very short spell of colonial experience, go on to a +piece of crown land, and by residing there for five<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> +years, and making certain improvements thereto, +very soon get a living out of the soil, and while +keeping his children round him, be independent of +everybody. But such people are at a premium in +Queensland. On the other hand, the towns out +here are crowded with men who seek for light +work, and I have no hesitation in asserting that +for certain people, such as junior clerks without +influence, grocers' and drapers' assistants, second-class +tradesmen, &c., it is quite as difficult, if not +more so, to obtain a living in Queensland as in +Copenhagen. The land order I obtained, and which +entitled me to eighty acres of land wherever I +chose to take them, I did not consider of any +value—in fact I threw it away; so did all the other +emigrants on the ship: one might have bought a +whole hatful for a dozen biscuits!</p> + +<p>But all this is digression. Still, it is a matter +which excites considerable interest in Queensland, +and as I think of that time, these thoughts come +uppermost in my mind. No doubt if I, in the +office, had met a man who came from the colony, +and who could have advised me and spoken with +confidence about the country itself, I should have +made up my mind to go in a far less reckless way, +and probably I should never have acquired, after +my arrival in the country, that roving disposition +which I contracted, and which did not leave me for +many years, if it has even left me now. Well, I +made up my mind to go. I also made up my mind +that it was unnecessary for me to work any more<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> +in Hamburg while waiting for the ship, so I took +a holiday and went about town every day, spending +my money to the last farthing. I had bought a +revolver, ammunition, and a long knife. I had +bought my ticket too, and so the day arrived when +we were all mustered and put on board the ship.</p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page19" name="page19"></a>CHAPTER II.<br /> +<br /> +ON THE EMIGRANT SHIP—THE JOURNEY TO QUEENSLAND.</h2> + + +<p>What a motley crew we were: Germans, +Danes, Swedes, Norwegians, a Russian +Finn, and an Icelander. There were many +nationalities, but in the majority of cases extreme +poverty was evident in their dress and stamped +upon their faces, and it was easy to see that the +same spirit of recklessness which filled me had +somehow also been instilled into them. Nearly +everybody had guns, revolvers, and knives, which +were promptly taken from us as we stepped on +board. Then the Germans would sing in their +language of the Fatherland they had left, and in +overflowing gush, men, women, and children would +hang about one another's necks. Everybody acted +in such a mad manner as, I am quite sure, he +would never have thought of behaving in any time +before. Most of the men were drunk, and as it +grew dark at night one would seek for the other, +and as no one knew the way about, a perfect pandemonium +was raging—singing, fighting, blubbering +in all languages. I do believe if I had had a sixpence +left, I should have spent it in schnapps too,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span> +because my courage had never been tried so hard +before. But I had spent my all, and so I made a +virtue of necessity, and stood aloof looking round +me in silent wonder as to what the end would be.</p> + +<p>The prospectus said that the best and most +wholesome food would be served out to us in +abundance, and to look at the bill of fare one would +think it enough to satisfy any gormandizer. But +we got nothing at all the first day, and I was +unspeakably hungry. The prospectus said also +that bed-clothes were supplied to us, and these +were already in the bunks—it said mattrass, +pillow, sheets, and blanket. The mattrass and +pillow were right enough. The sheets it did not +matter much about—they were no good at all for +their purpose. But the blanket, the only thing +we had to cover ourselves with at night on a four +months' voyage, was smaller than the size of a +little dining-table when it was spread out, about +the size of a saddle-cloth and much inferior in +quality to anything worthy of the name of blanket +I have ever seen before or since. As a consequence, +those who had like myself put faith in that part of +the promises made us, and who had no other bed-clothes, +were compelled when we went to bed at +night, to put on all the clothes we had and sleep in +them. I slept every night for months at a stretch +in my overcoat, woollen comforter around my neck, +and the blanket, the all sufficient bed-clothes, rolled +round my head!</p> + +<p>I did not, as it may be imagined, sleep at all the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span> +first night on board the ship. At break of day the +cook came in with a large wooden bowl of hot +potatoes, which he put on the table singing out, +"Breakfast!" I was thankful because I was very +hungry, and I began at once to get out of the bunk +so as to lose no time, but I was not half way to the +table before a dozen Germans had rushed the dish +and stuffed all the hot potatoes into their pockets, +their shirts, anywhere. There was not a taste left! +We were twenty-six men in that compartment, and +now the row of last night began again with renewed +vigour. I looked upon it as a lesson in smartness +which I should have to learn, and I thought that if +I did not learn it soon it would be a bad job. Half +of the twenty-six men were Danes—in fact we were +fourteen Danes in the compartment against twelve +Germans, because I, who hailed from Hamburg, +had been classified as a German although I am not. +I believe it was a premeditated assault on the +potatoes by the Germans, because they were all in +it, and not one of the Danes had got a morsel to +eat. The twelve Germans gave nothing up. They +ate the potatoes intended for us all with great +composure while we others were storming at them. +Didn't I feel wild!</p> + +<p>While the dissatisfaction was at its highest point, +somebody we had not yet seen came into the cabin. +He was a person with a decided military air about +him, and he was also dressed in a gorgeous uniform. +Two of the passengers who had already been sworn +in to act as police constables during the voyage<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span> +came behind him, and in one of his uplifted hands +he held a document which he was waving at us. +"Halt," cried he. "Halt, Donnerwetter, I say, +halt, while I read this paper." All the Germans +without an exception had just come from the +Franco-German war, and the sight of the uniform +and the determined military air about the doctor, +as we soon discovered him to be, had the effect of +shutting them up in an instant. Some of the +Danes were also old soldiers; anyhow, you might +have heard a pin drop while the doctor, who also +came straight from the war, where he had been +army surgeon, read a proclamation, the exact words +of which I forget, but which was to the purpose +that he had supreme command over us all, and—"Donnerwetter," +cried he, "Donnerwetter, I will +have order. If you are not amenable to discipline +I will handcuff every one of you. What sort of +Knechte are you?" This last remark was addressed +to a big strapping-looking German who +happened to stand close to him. The German +stood as stiff as a statute, saluting with the one +hand, while with the other he made a slight movement +which threw his overcoat a little to one side +and displayed a silver cross which he wore on his +vest. "Ha!" cried the doctor, greatly mollified, +"I see you have served the Kaiser to some purpose. +Don't forget you are not outside the Kaiser's law +yet. I hope we shall be friends." Then he +marched off to read his proclamation in other parts +of the ship. These Germans, I found out by degrees,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> +were not at all bad fellows, but we did not for a +long time forgive them the assault on the potatoes, +and I have often thought what a peculiar sign of +German thrift it was. They had simply taken in +the situation more quickly than we; indeed it has +become nearly a proverb in Queensland to say that +a German will grow fat where other men will starve. +After that time order was restored, and no disturbance +worth mention occurred on the whole +voyage.</p> + +<p>Nothing can well be more tedious than a +sea voyage of four months under our circumstances. +The food was wretched and insufficient, +and, as I have already mentioned, most of us had +to sleep with all our clothes on us. We did not +undress; we rather dressed to go to bed!</p> + +<p>There was not a single individual among the +passengers who understood English. It is true I +had learned English for seven years in school, but +when we came ashore it proved that I could scarcely +make myself understood in a single sentence. +None of us knew anything about Queensland, and +many were the surmises and guesses at what the +country was like and what we were going to do +there. I remember distinctly once a number of us +were sitting talking about the colony, and that one +ventured to say that he had heard how in Queensland, +when journeymen tradesmen were travelling +about looking for work, they needed no "wander-book," +and travelled about on horseback; whereupon +another got up much offended, and said that he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> +had heard many lies about Queensland, but this +last beat all. He did not know so much about the +"wander-book," although he had taken good care +to have his own in order, but if any one tried to +make him believe that beggars went about on +horseback over there, then it was time to cry stop. +"No," said he, "he knew we should have to walk." +We others concurred.</p> + +<p>One of my companions, I remember, was a shoemaker, +and a religious maniac besides. He would +lie in his bunk and pray aloud night and day. It +was quite startling sometimes in the middle of the +night when all were asleep to hear him in a sanctimonious +voice chanting a hymn. If the spirit +moved him that way, then it was good-bye to sleep +for us for a long time after. He would be quite +irresistible. Most of us in the cabin were a phlegmatic +set who did not mind, but one, a Swiss, +was of a very excitable temperament. He was +"down" on the shoemaker. When the hymns +began in the night one might be quite sure to hear +after a minute, from the bunk in which the Swiss +lay, a smothered whispered little oath like "Gottferdam." +Then ten seconds after he would exclaim +in an everyday voice, with, however, an affected +resignation, "Gottferdam"; and as the full burden +of the sacred song kept rolling on, he would start +screaming out of his bunk with a real big "Gottferdam." +But the others did not allow him to +hurt his enemy. They seemed to agree that even +if it was not very nice, yet it must be wicked to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> +hurt any one for practising his religion; but I +believe that their motives were not quite so pure, +because this shoemaker had an inexhaustible fund +of anecdote, and if anything were allowed to annoy +him in the night, he would tell them no stories +during the day. When all went smooth, it was the +practice for him to gather a score or two around, +the numbers swelling as he proceeded, and then +tell a story, something of a sensational sort about +love and murder. His whole soul would then be in +it, and he gesticulated as if he felt and believed it +all. Every Sunday he was always more or less +ready to cry out for hunger, and would at such +times sit and look right before him straight out into +space. Then he would say, "I wish I had a dish +of German dumplings. With cherry-sauce, with +cherry-sauce. Not the way one gets in the steam-kitchens, +but the way my mother used to make it." +Then we would get a long description of his +mother's recipe for German dumplings. There is +no mistake about it, too, we <i>did</i> fast on that ship.</p> + +<p>In reading over to myself some of these last +pages, I am afraid I have given my readers the +impression that the people on board, taken as a +whole, were a bad lot. If I have done so, it is +erroneous. It is true that my first impression of +the emigrants was not a good one, and perhaps +few among us excelled or were remarkable for +anything in particular, but taken as a whole +they were honest, hard-working people, and as +I became acquainted with them one after another<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> +I found that men of whom I had a very low opinion +when we first came on board, were in reality +entitled to very much higher estimation.</p> + +<p>We did not know anything about the country to +which we were going. We had an idea that we +were to begin a new life somewhat freer than in +the old world, and, simpleminded as we were—because +I was just as bad as anybody—thought +that when we came on board ship we could dispense +with such formalities as those the old world +had taught us. That is, I am sure, the true +reason why so many emigrants, when they leave +home as well as when they arrive in a colony, behave +so foolishly as to make one think that they never +had known the decencies of life before. It is the +same with the English emigrants, only they are +more quickly absorbed into the general population. +Still the word "New Chum" has in Australia +much the same meaning as the word "fool." I +never felt more bitterly ashamed than once, +several years after I came to Queensland, when I +saw a number of Danish immigrants just arrived. +It was in Toowoomba, and I had come down there +from up country on some business, when one of +the first things I was told was that there were a +lot of my countrymen in the depôt waiting for engagements. +Toowoomba is about a hundred miles +inland, and they had been sent up from Brisbane. +Well, I felt quite pleased, and decided at once to +go and see them and to speak a kind word to some +of them, if I could not do them any other service.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> +But I came away a great deal less pleased than I +had gone. There were some long forms outside the +building, and on those forms sat as close as they +could find room a score or so of men. Each man +had wooden clogs on his feet and a long pipe in his +mouth. On his knees sat his girl with her arm +round his neck, and there they sat smoking and +kissing perfectly regardless of ladies and gentlemen +who would walk about looking at them and +going on again. One I stood glaring at seemed to +me the worst. He was a big ugly fellow, dressed +in a blue calico blouse, black trousers and wooden +clogs. In his hand he had a pipe five feet long, +but on his head he had a sugar-bag. These sugar-bags +are of straw and about two feet six inches in +length. He had tied in the corners to fit his head. +This gentleman would rush about and look in at +the doors of houses, throwing side glances in all +directions with the evident desire to attract attention. +At last he stood in the middle of the street +singing an old Danish song and jerking his body +about like a maniac. I could not contain myself, +so I went up to him and asked him if he did not +think he was ugly enough already without trying +to make himself still more so, and what did he +mean by sticking that sugar-bag on his head?</p> + +<p>"Oh," cried he, quite unconcerned, "here we +are right up on the top of these blue mountains, +that does not matter. It is a first-rate straw-hat. +Does it not look nice? Why! this is a free +country," <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span>&c.</p> + +<p>One very conspicuous figure on board the emigrant +ship was the Icelander, Thorkill; he was so +unlike anybody else that I would like to describe +him, especially as he became my mate in Queensland +and we became close friends. His eyes were +bluer and his complexion clearer than that of any +one else I ever saw. He had long yellow curly +hair, and a big yellow beard. He was himself also +big and strong, and about twenty-eight years of +age—altogether I should say, as far as appearance +went, the beau ideal of a man. But as no one is +perfect, so had he also a grievous fault, viz., a certain +softness, like a woman. He always spoke as +with a comma between each word, and although he +had plenty of good sense and was, like all Icelanders, +well educated, yet he would, I believe, +give most people the impression that he was not +fit to battle with a wicked world. I often wondered +what might have brought him on board that ship, +but he was very reticent about his own affairs. +Meanwhile I have never known anybody whose +mind was so pure, whose thoughts were so lofty as +his. But he was unpractical, to a degree. He +claimed to know all his ancestors from the twelfth +century, when they had emigrated from Norway to +Iceland, and he said his father still farmed the +same land. Unless as a professor in ancient +folklore, I do not know what Thorkill was good +for. I had, in school, learned much Icelandic +folklore, and to see his eyes sparkle with joy when +he discovered this and knew that I was interested<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> +in it besides, did me real good, and so we agreed +that during the voyage we would refresh each +other's memory in "Sagamaal." He arranged to +teach me the whole complete "Rümi Kronike." +So we bribed the fellow who lay next to me (we +had double bunks) to exchange berths with Thorkill, +and he and I then lay together, and there we +were telling "Sagamaal" from morning to night +and sometimes the whole night through. He +would make me tell him one of the "Sagas" I +knew, although he knew it far better himself, just +to see if I had mastered it properly. He would +listen with all his might, then he would say: +"Excuse—me—for—interrupting you—but—are—you—sure—that—you—are—correct—in—describing—Sharpedin—the—son—of—Hakon—as—a—longbearded—man. +The—Rümi Kronike—does—not—say—so—on—the—contrary." Then we +would have a long argument about that, Thorkill +insisting upon the importance of being exact.</p> + +<p>He wrote a splendid hand, but from the pedantic +ungainly way in which he took hold of anything, +I made sure he was not a good worker. He had +studied scientific farming at the agricultural college +in Copenhagen, and afterwards had been, he said, a +sort of overseer on a large farm on the island of +Als. Whether he had given satisfaction at that or +not, I did not know, but what was the good of all +his knowledge, supposing he had any, when he did +not understand English, had no friend nor money, +and was a bad worker? One day I said to him:<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Thorkill, do you ever try to draw a real picture +to yourself of how we shall get on when we come +to Queensland? I am thinking of this, there are, +according to what we have been told, no more +people in all Queensland than there is in a good-sized +street in Copenhagen, and here are all these +people on board ship who will be, the moment they +land, ravenous in their competition for something +to do, and another ship has sailed from Hamburg +a week after us. How will they fare? I cannot +solve it. But it strikes me very forcibly that if +the sail of this ship were set for Copenhagen harbour +instead of Queensland, the only solution to +the problem there would be for the police to have +some large vans in readiness and to give us a drive +in them straight out to the workhouse." "Oh +say not so," cried Thorkill, "say not so. God will +protect us. You and I will never part." "No," +cried I, in the fulness of my heart, "we will stick +together, and we will get something to do too, you +will see." And then, with a new sense of responsibility +on me, I would talk to him cheerfully about +Queensland, and the opportunities there would be +to do well for both of us, which could not fail, but +meanwhile I would rack my brain with thinking +about how to make a few shillings to land with. I +had not got a cent, and I knew very well that +Thorkill had nothing either. It was a bad place +I was in for making money, for there was not much +of it on the ship, but I now very much regretted +that I had spent all that I had before I came on<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +board. Here were all these empty bottles lying +about the ship which nobody seemed to claim. +Why, thought I, they must be worth a little +fortune in Queensland. Good idea! We will +collect them all. I communicated with Thorkill. +"Oh," said he, "you—will—make—your—fortune—in—Queensland. +They must be worth a mint +of money. But is it right to take them? What—a—business—ability—you—have—got. +Nobody +seems to want them. I think we might have +them."</p> + +<p>So then we went about begging and borrowing +empty bottles everywhere, without letting anybody +know for what we wanted them, and we piled +them up in our bunks so that we could scarcely get +into them; then people, when they saw what +we were after, put a price on the bottles and came +to us to sell. So Thorkill bought five shillings' +worth on my recommendation, all the money he +had, and still they came with bottles, but the firm +was compelled to suspend payment. Then I, who +was understood to know a little English, opened a +class for teaching that language. My pupils had +no money, but I took it out in empty bottles, and +by and by we had them stacked by the hundred +all round about ready for market.</p> + +<p>The food we got was so wretched and insufficient +that it was scarcely possible to keep body and soul +together upon it. I have asked many people since +how they fared in other ships, and I have come to +the conclusion that our ship was the worst pro<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span>vided +of any in that respect. Indeed, the emigrant +ships which leave England are well supplied +with everything, even luxuries, for their passengers. +But in this ship we were sometimes on the point +of despair with hunger. We got our week's supply +of biscuits served out once a week. Those who +were unable to practise self-restraint, generally ate +them in a couple of days, and for the rest of the +week subsisted on the so-called dinner which consisted +of a couple of mouthfuls of salt pork or +mutton, with a little sauer-krout to keep it company. +Our ration of sugar was a small table-spoonful +per week to each man. The tea and +coffee we got morning and evening was served in +the same wooden trough in which we fetched our +dinner, and as the sugar ration was, as already +stated, served separately once a week and quickly +consumed, our beverage was void of any sweetening. +But as for me, I never fooled about all the +week with my spoonful of sugar; I always put it +into the first pint of tea I got. We also got some +butter, and we never troubled much either about +the quantity or quality of that article. The +trouble was that we had seldom a biscuit to spread +it on. The prospectus had said that cordials were +served out, and in conformity with that every +sixteen men received one bottle of lime-juice per +week. These were our rations. There was on +that account an amount of dissatisfaction on board +verging sometimes on open mutiny. The water +was also fearfully bad, with inches of froth on it,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span> +but bad as it was, we would drink it as soon as we +got it and then feel like dying of thirst sometimes +before the time came to serve out the next rations. +As a sort of proof of the correctness of this statement, +I might mention that one of the passengers +had a canary bird which died of thirst because +some of us would steal the drop of water in its +glass!</p> + +<p>I have already written that no disturbance worth +mentioning occurred on the voyage. When I +wrote that, I forgot an incident which happened +when we had been out to sea about a couple of +months. The doctor, as I have already stated, +was also in command of us. He had been an +army doctor in the German army during the +Franco-German war, and came straight thence. +Whether he made the mistake of thinking he was +in command of a convict ship full of criminals, or +whether it was that his military training was the +cause of it, I cannot say, but in one word, he was +boss of that ship. Every now and then somebody +would be handcuffed and shut up during his pleasure, +without anybody taking much notice; but +one day he went a good deal too far. One of the +single girls had been accused by the woman in +charge of them of some fault, upon which I need +not farther enlarge more than to say that it was +trifling, and that the culprit was a very respectable +girl, who shortly after her arrival in Queensland +got married to a good husband, and that both she +and her husband are, and always were, pre-emi<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span>nently +respectable people. The girl was tied with +ropes to the mast, with her hands fastened behind +her in such a way that she was exposed to the full +view of all the six hundred people on board. I +was lying in my bunk when a fellow came in very +excited, and said, "Look here, chaps, is not this +getting red hot? There is that poor girl, so and +so, chained to the mast and crying as if her heart +would break. What are we coming to?"</p> + +<p>The moment I heard there was a girl chained to +the mast and crying, I jumped up and registered +an oath aloud that she should not stand there one +second longer than it would take me to reach the +mast. So did every other man who was in the +cabin; even meek Thorkill cried out, "It is too +bad, too bad." Then I grabbed the wooden trough +in which the concoction of roasted peas that passed +for coffee was served out in the morning. So did +every other man grab at something to strike with—one +would take a wooden clog, one a long stick, +another a boot, and all something, and in less time +than it takes to read this we were all on deck. +But to reach the mast was then impossible. The +girl had not stood there yet for five minutes, but +there was already a surging, impenetrable crowd +on the scene of action. As I could not see, and +could not content myself to stand still, I jumped +up in the rigging, and from there, right enough, I +saw the girl and four German constables (passengers +who had been sworn in as police) watching +her. How shall I describe the scene. It all<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span> +seemed to me to happen in one instant. Hundreds +of men were yelling from behind at the top +of their voices, "Throw them in the sea. Cut her +down! Where is the doctor? He shall not live +another hour." A dozen men were struggling +round the girl, some with the constables, and some +of the more moderate among the passengers with +the aggressors. One towering fellow, a Dane, had +one of the constables by the throat, and the +wooden bowl swinging over his head, and held +back by another man, who implored him to give +the doctor a chance to order the girl's instant +removal. The doctor was not on deck, but he +came running on now, with a revolver in each +hand. He kept on the quarter-deck, but he sang +out to the constables to cut her down and take her +into the hospital. Somehow that was done, and +the doctor walked down the steps from the quarter-deck, +turned the key in the lock, put it in his +pocket, and faced the crowd.</p> + +<p>Did you ever notice two dogs when they meet, +and before they begin to fight? How unconcerned +they try to look. They will look at anything, anywhere +but at one another. So looked the doctor +as he stood there with a cigar in his mouth, +smoking away and looking at anything but the sea +of faces around him. Around him like a solid wall +had the men closed, armed with knives, wooden +bowls, sticks, &c., and the howl, "Throw him in +the sea," kept on from the rear. No doubt the +doctor realized that he had gone too far, and he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> +tried all he could while he stood there not to give +further offence, but I watched him particularly +from my seat in the rigging. Fear was not in that +man. Not a muscle in his face shook, and yet I +am certain that his attention was strained to the +uttermost, and that the fingers which closed on the +triggers of the two revolvers would have caused +them to blaze away the moment he had felt any +one touch him ever so gently. Behind him again, +but up on the quarter-deck, stood the captain and +the first mate, with large overcoats on, and their +hands in their pockets. I had a suspicion that +they also had revolvers—who knows how many—within +easy distance.</p> + +<p>But it was one thing to see a young woman tied +to the mast and crying, and it was (the doctor and +his revolver apart) quite another thing to look at a +closed door and know that she was there and that +no further harm would befall her. But most of +the men had a few minutes ago been so excited, +that it was not in human nature for them to cool +down at once. The man who had when I came on +the scene taken the most prominent part, was still +the foremost person. He stood within three feet +of the doctor, and, as I said already, like a solid +wall stood the others armed with divers things; but +no one touched the doctor, and no one spoke to +him, and there was a sort of undecided silence. +Then the leader cried, "Well, what are you +waiting for? You said throw him in the sea; just +give the word and he shall be overboard in a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span> +second." My heart beat violently. I thought +murder would be committed in an instant, and not +a single life either, but perhaps scores would be +sacrificed. There was a dead silence. The wind +whistled through the rigging, but it was the only +sound heard. The doctor did not move; the +captain did not move; the mate did not move; and +none of the men moved. None dared to give the +aggressive sign, and each seemed to feel it just as +impossible to beat a retreat. It might have lasted +a couple of minutes, perhaps less. It seemed an +age to me. Then we all heard Thorkill's voice, he +was somewhere in the rigging too, and he cried, +"Countrymen—listen—to—me! hear—what—I—say! +Disperse! Disperse!—quietly. Let—us—complain—when—we—come—ashore! +He—will—shoot—the—first—ten—or—twelve—men—who—touch—him—and—those—who—escape—now—might—be—hung—when—we—come—ashore. +Let—us—complain—when—we—come—ashore—and—we—will—get—justice." +Thorkill still kept +on talking, but the outburst of relief from all sides +completely drowned his voice. There was an +honourable way to get out of it. "We will complain +when we come ashore," "Disperse," "Let +it be enough," and similar expressions, were heard +on all sides, and the doctor, I suppose nothing +loth, had quite a pleased appearance as he stepped +up on the quarter-deck again as soon as the road +was clear, and disappeared out of sight simultaneously +with the dispersion of the men.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span></p> + +<p>That day the doctor did not show up again, but +on the next, I suppose just to show that he did not +consider himself beaten, all the single men were +ordered below at sundown as a punishment for +insubordination, and with that the matter ended. +But now the men were pressing Thorkill to write +out a complaint which should embody all we had +suffered, and all our supposed wrongs. Thorkill, +however, would do no such thing. It was not in +his line, he said. Many a talk he and I had about +it, but he could not see his way. "All these poor +people," said he, "are treated with contempt +because they are poor, and I cannot help them for +I am just as poor. We do not know to whom to +complain; we cannot write English, and what we +do will rebound on our own heads. Still," said +he, "it—is—a—shame—that—they—should—be—allowed—to—treat—people—like—this." +Then +I wrote out a complaint in Danish addressed to +the Danish Consul, Australia. The exact contents +of it I have long since forgotten, but it was to the +effect that we had been starved, ill-treated, had +had no sick accommodation, insufficient bed-clothes, +&c., and from that day I looked upon +myself as an important personage on board ship. +All the single and married men, with about a +dozen exceptions, signed the statement. All the +single girls wanted also to sign it, but I feared the +woman in charge might confiscate the document +(the matron in charge of the girls on our ship was +only an ordinary emigrant selected by the doctor,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span> +and in my opinion scarcely the best that might +have been selected. In English emigrant ships +an educated lady is engaged as matron.) Thus I +could not bring myself to go among them for the +purpose of getting signatures, and so the females +were not represented in the complaint. (It might, +however, be interesting to English readers, as +showing the standard of education on the continent +of Europe, that of all the people on board +only one, an elderly man, had to sign his name +with a cross.)</p> + +<p>One day while I was getting these signatures, +and the men were coming to where I held my +levee as fast as they could, the doctor stormed the +cabin with two constables behind him and ordered +me to give up the document to him. Then the +doctor and I talked, I in Danish and he in German, +and we had a wordy war. I liked the doctor in +my heart, because he was about as brave a man as +one could wish to see, and very likely, too, some +of the severe discipline on board was not altogether +uncalled for; yet he was not going to have it all his +own way, and to this day I maintain that whatever +else might have been right or wrong, to starve as +we starved was scandalous. I write about these +things, and I do not know whether my readers +may think them of much interest, but all these +little incidents seem engraven upon my memory. +On board ship there is nothing to think about or +to talk about but the same old things. One is +cross, perhaps, and everybody talks much about<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> +the same thing. "Where are we, I wonder?" +"I wonder how many knots we are running?" +"I wonder how it will go when we come to +Queensland?" "I wonder if any one ever was so +hungry as I?" So it goes on, day out and day in, +and one has to discuss and answer these questions +about five hundred times every day.</p> + +<p>But now we are nearing Australia, and high +time I dare say the reader probably thinks it is; but +if my readers are tired out, so were we. Yet there +is another of the passengers I must describe, as I +intend to mention him again. I will do so in a +few words. He was a quiet, gentlemanly man, +about thirty years old. He told me he had been a +lieutenant in the Danish army, but had been dismissed +for insubordination. He managed, without +giving offence to anybody, to keep himself completely +in the shadow in the ship, and one seemed +not to know he was there. I will call him "A." +A. understood and spoke English fluently, but +nobody knew it. Indeed, when the complaint-fever +was on, he denied all knowledge of the +language. A young lady was travelling with him—that +is, she went as a single girl, but they got +married as soon as we came ashore. They had +quite a number of things with them to set up +house with, and lived for a short time very comfortably +on their means; when they went away +again I lost sight of them.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page43" name="page43"></a>CHAPTER III.<br /> +<br /> + +MY ARRIVAL IN QUEENSLAND.</h2> + + +<p>Never can I forget the joy I felt, a joy universal +to all on board the ship, the first day +we saw Australia. It was Sunday. The whole +night before the ship had cruised about outside +Bass's Straits, and at break of day we ran in. We +did not know at all we were so near. We had not +seen land for three months when we had made out +the island of Madeira. Since then, as far as I +remember, we had not even passed another ship. +In the Indian Ocean, storm, sleet, rain and cold +had been the order of the day. This day, the first +time for months, the sun was shining brightly, and +a crisp, altogether different air fanned our cheeks. +It was blowing very strongly, but every sail the +ship could carry was spread, so that the ship lay +over very much, and we seemed to fly past the +land at lightning speed.</p> + +<p>This, then, was Australia, our future home—and +beautiful it seemed. Land lay on both sides. +That on the Australian side was flat, seemingly, +but Tasmania showed up with a majestic chain of +mountains. I had never seen a mountain before,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> +nor had any of the other Danes, and we wondered +whether anything could grow on them, or whether +they were all solid stone. People were so glad, +that they ran about and shook one another's +hands. Three or four of the passengers had +telescopes, and we were all dying to have a long +look at the coast. It is amusing to myself to think +of the amount of ignorance which really existed +among us about the land to which we were going.</p> + +<p>"Do you make out anything over there?" one +would ask of the man with the telescope. "Yes," +came the answer, "it seems all big trees." +"Trees, did you say? I am glad of that. I will +lay a wager where all those trees will grow, something +else will grow." "This is not Queensland, +though." "Oh, well, only let me see plenty of +big trees when we come to Queensland, then I am +satisfied." "Do you think we shall be allowed to +cut the trees down?" "I do! they must be glad +to get rid of them. Why, it is self-evident that +you can take as much land here as you want; here +is so much of it and nobody to use it."</p> + +<p>"Do you know, I do not believe there is any +desert in that land at all!" "No more do I. I +am sure there is not. Why should there?" "I +am glad I went, now I have seen the land." +"So am I."</p> + +<p>In another part of the ship, as I walked about, +I heard a very dogmatic fellow laying down the +law to a lot of married men who were discussing +their chances of obtaining employment.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Why," cried he, "anyone with a spark of +common sense can see at a glance that there must +be <i>plenty</i> of work in Queensland. Look around +you here on the ship. All these people must have +shelter, and food, and clothes; I say they must. +That gives work—does it not?"</p> + +<p>The others did not seem quite convinced by the +argument. They appeared to know that there +was a missing link somewhere, but, like the Italian +smuggler in Charles Dickens' "Little Dorrit," +they kept saying, "Altro, altro, altro!"</p> + +<p>With such hopeful conversation the day wore +away, but before night we were out again in open +sea, and for another fortnight we saw no more of +Australia. Then we made the coast again and +sailed along in sight of land. Once more we were +out to sea again. At last one morning before +daybreak we dropped anchor, and when daylight +came found that we were quite close to land, and +right in front of a large flagpole and some neat +wooden cottages which stood on the shore. This, +then, was Queensland—Moreton Bay, and Brisbane, +the capital, lay some miles up the river. A +man came from one of the houses and hoisted a flag, +then another, and another. Our company thought +he did it to do us honour, or in joy for our +safe arrival, and in the wildest excitement they +screamed hurrah! until they were hoarse. Of +course, the man was merely making signals to the +town, and a few hours after a small steamer came +out, and some live sheep were put on board, also<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> +fruit for the children, and potatoes—sweet potatoes +they are called, different from our potatoes at +home and much larger.</p> + +<p>Kind people!—Good Queensland!—Happy +country! No starvation here or smell of poverty. +Look at these potatoes, five, six, ten times as large +as those we have at home! Who said Australia +was a desert? So thought and spoke we while we +scanned, with a sort of reverent awe, some ladies +and gentlemen who were on board the little +steamer, and the pilot who had come on board +our own ship. Much to our regret, we found we +were not to land here. We were now informed, +for the first time on the whole voyage, that our +destination was a place called Port Denison, which +lies about half way between Brisbane and Cape +Somerset, and which was at that time the farthest +northern port opened up of any importance.</p> + +<p>So now we were off again on our interminable +voyage. Only our troubles were over. Alas! for +the complaint which I carried in my pocket, +we were all as healthy and strong a set of people +as any one could wish to see, for since we arrived +in Bass's Strait we had been served with plenty of +food. Just now we lived on roast meat, potatoes, +and pudding every day. I could feel my cheeks +grow redder and sleeker day by day. Alas! what +should I do? As a public man I was, of course, +not allowed to change my opinions, but when I +looked at all these fellows gormandizing from +morning to night, it seemed to me a sort of treason<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> +to our cause. And what was worse, I bore no ill-will +to anybody. Surely the Danish consul, if +there was one, would expect to see a lot of emaciated +objects when we had been starved so cruelly, +and I myself so anxious to get something to do. +I might be hindered, and have to travel about +more yet, and, if I could not prove the truth, be +cast into prison! I often wish the complaint was +as nearly forgotten as our troubles seemed to be. +Yet, after all the talk there had been, it was too +late to draw back. The ship was now for a whole +week longer sailing northwards, always in sight of +land—often, indeed, so close that we could almost +have thrown biscuits ashore. The whole way +along was dotted with small islands, which became +more numerous the further north we sailed. +There must be some thousands of them if they +were all counted, but with the exception of a few +of the largest which lie near Brisbane, they are +nearly all uninhabited.</p> + +<p>To look at the coast on the mainland, one would +think that the man who said he would be satisfied +if he only saw plenty of trees in Queensland, ought +to feel contented. It seemed to us one vast forest. +Occasionally we saw smoke curling up from among +the trees, and at night we could see large fires. +This was the dry grass burning among the trees, a +very common thing in Queensland, but to us it +was a most startling and awe-inspiring sight. We +thought that it was the aboriginals who were +trying to get on to the ship, and that these were<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span> +their fires. One night the fires extended for many +miles, and a most beautiful sight it was, but no +one gave a thought to its being a bush-fire. We +simply said, "What a lot of them there must be? +Why, there must be more niggers here than there +were Frenchmen at Sedan. Look at their fires!" +And then we thought it strange that we did not +get our weapons back again that they had taken +from us when we came on board. I do not think +any one was afraid. I myself rather liked the +novelty of being so near the "enemy." We +would sit and discuss how many we thought we +could keep out, supposing, for argument's sake, +that they dared to come—and altogether we felt +ourselves great heroes.</p> + +<p>I have a suspicion that the Queensland pilot +who was now in charge of the ship, along with the +other quality up on the quarter-deck, were having +a laugh at our expense. Anyhow, one evening I +happened to come near him I pointed round me +and towards the sun, which was just going down, +and summoning to my aid all my stock of English +I said, "Very nice, Queensland." "Yes," cried +he, "it looks beautiful. All that red glow in the +sky you see there is the reflection from the gold +on the gold-fields."</p> + +<p>I could not understand the meaning of what he +said, but I looked deferential and thankful for the +information all the same, and for fear I had not +taken it all in he called the mate and asked him +to explain it to me. Probably he thought I be<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span>lieved +it! That same night we sailed in between +a mountainous island and the coast, and one of the +guns was loaded and fired off. The echo reverberated +far and near in a most startling fashion, and +perhaps it was for the echo they fired it off, but +we were certain that it must have frightened the +natives out of their wits. We were even positive +we could see them round their fires trying to put +them out. Poor harmless aboriginals of Queensland! +They little know what respect they are held +in by new arrivals! It is only familiarity which +breeds contempt in their case. In a few more +years the last of them will have joined the great +majority. After that event has happened, no +doubt the bard will sing their praises and descant +about their matchless beauty, their enormous +strength, and their bloodthirsty cruelty.</p> + +<p>We had very little wind in the sails as we came +along, and nothing can be thought more beautiful +than the climate we now enjoyed. I am now so +used to the Queensland climate that I take it as a +matter of course, but how can I give the reader an +adequate idea of the joy I then felt in the very fact +of my existence: the beautiful sun in the day, the +glorious sunset in the evening, the full moon, and +the sparkling rippling silent water! Then all +these islands we passed were so full of mysterious +interest, while the vast unknown mainland lay +beyond. The reckless spirit of which I spoke as +universal when we came on board in Hamburg, +seemed now to have taken wings and fled. In<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span>deed, +the main trouble on board just now was how +we should make a good impression when we landed. +It was looked upon as a matter of honour that each +should be on his very best behaviour when we +came ashore, and I know of several of whom it +was thought by the rest that their clothes were +scarcely good enough, and who were lent by the +others sufficient to appear in better trim and +circumstances. The ship was now so clean that +one might have eaten his dinner off the decks +anywhere. Altogether there was a decided change +for the better since the day we first saw Australia. +At last, one day after having sailed along the +apparently uninhabited coast for eight or nine +days, we suddenly rounded a cliff, sailed into a +little bay, and dropped anchor. There lay Bowen +in full sight of us, and this was Port Denison. +How strange it seemed that these few scattered +wooden cottages we saw lying there on the beach +in appalling loneliness should be the spot that we, +through storm and trouble, had all been trying to +reach. For some time not a human being was to +be seen. There was a long jetty running out into +the water for a great distance, but we did not go +alongside. We lay, I think, half a mile out, and +we were given to understand that we were not to +go ashore before the morrow, and that on landing +all our wants would be attended to until we +obtained employment. Now it began to look +lively on the beach. A lot of people came out on +the jetty, and at last a boat, with a dozen gentle<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span>men +in it, got under way and pulled straight for +the ship. These are Queenslanders, thought I, +men who had fought with the Blacks and been on +the gold-diggings. Rich, no doubt they were. +Oh, how we screamed hurrah! for them, and how +kind they looked as they came nearer, waving +their handkerchiefs and smiling in response to our +greeting. They were not at all ferocious looking; +really much the same sort of people we had seen +before. Yet what adventures must they not have +gone through; what stories could they not tell if +they liked? But, of course, that would be beneath +their dignity. At last they were on board. Most +of them greeted the doctor and captain in German, +being, in fact, Germans. After a short interval, one +of the Queenslanders, who proved to be the agent +and interpreter employed by the Government to +attend to us when we came ashore, got up on a +big box and made a long speech in German, +exhorting us to do well, and gesticulating with +much gusto and great force. He advised us to +take the first work we could get, and while we +were accommodating ourselves to the new habits +of life and customs existing in this country, to try +to feel contented. "Where," cried he, "will all +of you be in twenty years? Some will be dead; +others perhaps alive. Some rich and honoured; +others perhaps only servants to those among you +who are more pushing or lucky. These little +children who are now running about us fighting +for an orange, may become members of Parlia<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span>ment +in time. To-day you start with an equal +chance, but from to-morrow your fortunes will +begin to alter, and for certain not one of you will +for ever forget this day; and no doubt in after years +you will look back on to-day often, and as you +recall to your mind how your time has been +employed, wish you had it over again, that you +might act more wisely or become better."</p> + +<p>All this was good advice, and very well and kindly +spoken. He said much more to the same purpose, +but as good advice is everywhere cheap and plentiful, +I will not inflict the whole of his carefully prepared +speech upon my readers. He spoke for nearly an +hour. At last he congratulated us on our clean +appearance, wiped his perspiring brow, and the +performance was at an end. We were not sorry, to +tell the truth—at least I was not, because this was +the day on which our best dinner, grey peas stewed +with pork, was served out; and as it was past the +usual dinner hour when the sermon was over, not +only did I stand right in the tempting smell from +the kitchen, but I had also noticed how, gradually, +as the speech proceeded, the "skaffers," or men +whose duty it was to fetch the food from the cook's +galley, had one by one crept away, and now they +stood in a long row ready with their wooden troughs +while the cook began to dish up the peas.</p> + +<p>After dinner, when we came on deck again, I +heard some one cry out, "Are there any carpenters +on board? Carpenters—any carpenters who want +employment?"<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Yes!" I was one. Five more came forward. +One of the Queenslanders said he wished to engage +one or two carpenters. Of course some one acted +as interpreter. Well, he would give thirty pounds +sterling per annum to a good man. He would also +give him his board and lodging. We all thought it +a fair offer, although scarcely up to our expectations. +But then, again, what were our expectations? Half +the time we were afraid we should get nothing at +all to do, and the other half we thought we were to +pick up bucketsful of gold. Anyhow, we were all +anxious to engage, and I, with a full regard to the +fact that my only property was a partnership in two +hundred and odd empty bottles, was not at all +sorry to see that I seemed to find favour in his eyes. +I was offered an engagement on the above-named +terms. Would I kindly step this way to sign the +agreement? A document written in English was +placed before me for signature. I could pretty well +understand the meaning of it, and an interpreter was +there ready enough to explain matters, but there were +certain very important features in it which never +were explained to me, and which I myself totally +overlooked, and if I had seen these I should only +have agreed to them as a last resource from starvation. +As the agreement was just like those signed +by thousands every year all over Queensland to +this present day, I will give it here. It ran thus: +---- promised to serve —— for the term of twelve +calendar months and to obey all his lawful commands. +In return for which, —— would pay the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> +sum of £—— sterling and rations. Then followed +the signatures. I understood that the word "rations" +meant my board and lodging, and so it +proved in my case, and as it was explained to me; +but most of my unfortunate shipmates who signed +similar agreements in the same good faith as I +found out in a practical manner that to them it had +another meaning. It will be noticed that the +agreement says nothing whatever about lodging. +Legally, a Queensland employer who engages a +man for wages and "rations" might let his employé +camp under the gum-trees without giving him any +sleeping accommodation whatever, and that is very +often done. If a man gets a shed or a corner of a +stable to live in, it is more than he is entitled to +under these agreements. So far as the food is concerned, +the word "ration" as used in these agreements +means a fixed quantity of certain things, +which, therefore, again is all an employé can expect +from his master. These consist of twelve pounds +of raw beef or mutton, eight pounds of flour, two +pounds of sugar and a quarter of a pound of tea. +As long as these eatables are tea and sugar, flour +and beef, nothing is said as to quality, and the most +inferior goods which are in the market are called +<i>ration-tea</i> and <i>ration-sugar</i>. But what is an unfortunate +new arrival, who never made a cup of tea in +his life before, to do, when on his arrival at some out-of-the-way +place in the bush his "boss," as the employer +in Queensland is called, hands him these rations +instead of giving him three square meals a day?</p> + +<p><a id="page55" name="page55"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_072_073.png"> +<img src="images/illus_072_073.png" alt="THE LANDING OF THE EMIGRANTS" title="THE LANDING OF THE EMIGRANTS"/> +</a></div> +<div class="center"> <p class="caption">THE LANDING OF THE EMIGRANTS</p></div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span></p> +<p>But what was happening now? The constables +were running about among the people telling them +to stand here and to stand there. All the single +girls were packed together up by the wheel as close +as they could stand. Then the married men with +their families were told to stand as near them as +they could, and the single men were again packed as +close to them as possible. All of us were now on +the quarter-deck. Then came the Queenslanders, +the doctor, the captain, and the first mate, and took +up a position in front of us down on the deck. One +of our own constables with a very sanctimonious +face was also there. What did it mean? The +Immigration Agent read out of a large protocol, +"Anna Frederica Johnston, come forward." "Anna +Frederica Johnston, Anna—Anna, Anna Frederica +Johnston. They want you—you are wanted; you +have to go." The unfortunate girl was half paralyzed +with terror, as she came forward. She was +a Norwegian. The immigration agent asked her, +"Had she been well and kindly treated on the +voyage, and was she satisfied?" This had to be +translated from German into Norwegian before she +understood it. But scarcely did she understand what +they said before she cried, "Oh yes, oh yes, I am +thankful and satisfied." "Good," she might pass forward. +Then another was called who also testified +to her kind treatment, and so on until all the girls, +even the one who had been tied to the mast, had +said they were satisfied and had been well treated. +While this was going on, some of the men who stood<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> +nearest to me told me to erase their names from the +written complaint which I carried. Others advised +me that it was now too late altogether to complain; +others again said, "Now is the time." I felt myself +surprised beyond measure that the Queensland +Government should take the trouble to cause such +a question to be put to each individual immigrant, +and I felt certain that it could not have been +Queensland's fault if we had been badly treated. +Anyhow, I saw no reason to tell any falsehoods, and +my mind was soon made up how to act. As soon as +the last girl had declared herself satisfied, the question +began with the single men. The first who +happened to be called was rather a dense sort of a +fellow, and although he had signed the complaint, +still he said he was "well satisfied." So then I +thought the time had arrived for me to act. I went +forward and presented my document written in Danish +and addressed to the Danish Consul, Australia; +it was translated from Danish to German and from +German to English. Meanwhile I glared at the +doctor and the doctor glared at me. I felt in rare +good humour, the observed of all observers. As a +Queenslander would say on such an occasion, it was +the proudest moment in my life. I was asked to stand +alongside the doctor and captain, and watch my case. +The fellow who had already declared himself satisfied +was called back and asked had he signed the +complaint, and only passed forward after admitting +that he had. Then the question to the remainder +became, "Have you signed the complaint?"—to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span> +which each of them, evidently pleased, replied in the +affirmative. Those who had not signed, on saying +"no" were then asked "did they wish to sign?" +Every one of them signed it then right before the +eyes of the doctor. I would as soon that they had +not, because it was easily seen that they signed it +more because they were asked to do so and did not +want to cause trouble, than because they had +changed their minds since they had been requested +to do the same thing on the voyage. From that +time to now I never heard any more about the +complaint. Very likely it was forwarded to the +proper authorities, and they perhaps took notice of +it although unknown to us. The ship was clean +when we landed, so were the emigrants, and we had +all a healthy, well-fed appearance I am sure, and +that must have been greatly in the doctor's favour. +But let me say here at once, that if there had been +one amongst us who had known the proper way to +punish whoever was responsible for our ill-treatment, +I believe it would have been a simple matter +to have ruined the owners of the ship. If instead +of writing our complaint to the Danish Consul, one +of us had been able to issue a writ against the +doctor upon some definite matter, he could have +had as many witnesses as he chose, ready to hand, +to prove what the fare of the ship had been. He +might have produced his rag of a blanket in court +too, and then have claimed damages. I am certain +that no Queensland judge or jury would have said, +after seeing it, that such a rag, two feet six inches<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span> +by three feet, was a sufficient covering on a four +months' sea voyage, or that the food we received +was either sufficient or that it in any way tallied +with what we were promised. Such damages as +would then have been awarded to the first plaintiff, +could indisputably have been claimed by any +other emigrant, and that would have meant more +than the ship and all that was in it was worth.</p> + +<p>My boss told me before the Queenslanders left +the ship again that I might, as soon as we landed, +come to his house for my food and lodging, and +that he would not expect me to go to work for a +few days, so that I was well provided for already. +Three or four dozen other immigrants had also +been engaged by the other Queenslanders, all for +thirty pounds a year and rations, on exactly the +same agreements as mine. But Thorkill was not +among them, and I felt a little ashamed and sorry +that it was so, as we had agreed not to part, and I +had in this way taken my first chance regardless +of him; but he was earnest in his gratulations and +certain, he said, he would be right too, somehow. +We had all these empty bottles, and we expected +nothing less than sixpence, or perhaps a shilling, +apiece for them. At least I felt greatly consoled to +think of them, and I made up my mind that he +should have the whole return from them if he +needed it. The next day arrived, when we should +go ashore, and, full of excitement and expectations, +we sailed up to the jetty. Slow work that; it took +us some hours to do it. Every one was hanging<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> +over the side of the ship looking to see what the +place was like, and watching a number of people +who stood there. Now we were alongside, so close +that we might have jumped ashore, but still we +were forbidden to leave the ship before the doctor, +who was ashore, arrived. A man stood on the +jetty with a large basketful of bananas, which he +offered for sale at sixpence per dozen, and handed +them over the side of the ship to any one who +would buy. He sold them readily, and my mouth +watered to taste them; but I had no money. +Thorkill stood alongside me, so he said, "I should +like so to taste some of those bananas."</p> + +<p>"So should I."</p> + +<p>"He charges sixpence per dozen."</p> + +<p>"Yes."</p> + +<p>"I wonder if he would take a bottle for a +dozen?"</p> + +<p>"We will try."</p> + +<p>I dived into the cabin as fast as I could for a +bottle, because the man had only a few bananas +left. We had all the bottles, or most of them, +wrapped up in paper, and I took one which looked +nice and clean, and came out again just in time to +secure his attention. Now I had to try to make +myself understood. "I give you bottle," said I, +"if you give me bananas."</p> + +<p>"Are you going to shout?" cried he. "What +have you got?"</p> + +<p>I did not know what that meant, but as he had +a pleased sort of appearance, I nodded and smiled,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> +and caressed the bottle, saying, "Very good, very +good bottle."</p> + +<p>"All right," said he, "let us see what you have +got. I give you some bananas; here you are, hand +down your bottle."</p> + +<p>So I took the bananas with the one hand, and +handed him the bottle with the other.</p> + +<p>He took it, smelt it, shook it, pulled off the +wrapper, held it up towards the sun, and cried, +"Dead mariner, by Jove."</p> + +<p>Then every one on the jetty laughed like fun, +but I was totally ignorant where the joke came in, +and asked, "Is it not a very good bottle?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes," said he, "splendid bottle," and they +all kept on laughing and talking at me, assuring +me that I would do well in Queensland! I +understood that much.</p> + +<p>Thorkill and I now retired into the cabin to eat +the bananas, and while we ate them we had some +conversation.</p> + +<p>"I wonder what they all were laughing at?"</p> + +<p>"Who shall say? Is—it—not—a—nuisance—that—we—do—not—understand—English—better? +I—cannot—talk—to—them—at—all. +You—seemed—to—do—fine—though. My—word—you—did. +I—never—would—have—believed—it. +I—will—study—that—language."</p> + +<p>"Did you notice that he said, 'Dead mariner,' +when he held the bottle up towards the sun?"</p> + +<p>"Yes; now I should translate that as a dead +sailor. I wonder what he meant?"<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Perhaps it is a slang name for a bottle."</p> + +<p>"I do not think you will find that a correct +explanation. It was a dark bottle; now, I am +inclined to think that that sort of bottle may be +used for some liquor peculiar to this country called +'Dead Mariner;' the same as in Denmark you +have so many different names for nearly the same +thing. In that way you might be right in saying +it is a slang name; but anyhow, we will find out the +true meaning of it some day."</p> + +<p>"Yes," I replied to Thorkill, "and the sooner +we find it out the better. Don't you see, the +bottles may have a different value, and I should +like to have full value for them. We are now in +Queensland, Thorkill, and I do not intend to let +any one fool me. So, before we sell to any one, I +will find out exactly what they are worth. They +did not laugh at nothing down there on the +jetty. I am afraid he had too good a bargain."</p> + +<p>"They seemed to say we would do well with the +bottles," remarked Thorkill.</p> + +<p>"I hope we shall. But see! They are at last +going ashore. Now, if you take my advice, one +of us will stay on board for another hour or two +watching the bottles, while the other goes up to the +town to find out their true value, and a customer +for them."</p> + +<p>Thorkill replied to this: "Ah, yes; you go up +to the town. I will stay and watch the bottles. +I am sure you can sell them to far better advantage +than I."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p> + +<p>Meanwhile, a number of the immigrants had +gone ashore, and Thorkill and I were getting the +bottles out of their hiding-places and putting them +on the table. Some Queenslanders came in. They +looked on a little. I said, "How much money you +pay me for one bottle?"</p> + +<p>"Have you got all these bottles for sale?" +inquired one.</p> + +<p>"Of course," said I.</p> + +<p>He did not answer, but went outside and called +out "Mick."</p> + +<p>In came the man who had sold me the +bananas.</p> + +<p>"Do you want to buy any more 'dead mariner'?" +asked the first.</p> + +<p>"Has he got all these bottles for sale?" inquired +the banana man.</p> + +<p>"Certainly," cried I. (Of course, I did not +make myself quite so easily understood as might +appear from this conversation, but still I managed +both to understand and to make myself understood +on this occasion.)</p> + +<p>"No," cried he; "he did not think he wanted +any more just now."</p> + +<p>"How much money you think I receive for one +bottle?" inquired I.</p> + +<p>"Oh, plenty money," cried he, "my word ready; +market, any one buys them."</p> + +<p>"What do they say?" asked Thorkill of me.</p> + +<p>"They say the bottles are worth a lot of +money."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span></p> + +<p>"See if you can find out what 'dead mariner' +is."</p> + +<p>I took a porter bottle up, and then said, "You +name that one 'dead mariner'?"</p> + +<p>Queenslander: "Yes, certainly; that is one +'dead mariner.'"</p> + +<p>I took up a clear bottle and inquired, "This +clear thing, you call that empty bottle?"</p> + +<p>Queenslander: "To be sure that is an empty +bottle. But if you are willing to sell, you take +them all up to that large hotel you see there. +They give you half-a-crown apiece for them."</p> + +<p>I then asked, "Which one is most costly, 'dead +mariner' bottle or clear bottle?"</p> + +<p>Queenslander: "Oh, that fellow—'dead mariner'—very +dear; three shillings, I think."</p> + +<p>"Heavens! here, we have made our fortune +already, Thorkill," cried I. "Three shillings +apiece for these bottles and two-and-sixpence +for those. And it appears any one will buy. +Are we not lucky?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, but," said Thorkill, "I shall never feel +justified in taking half of all that money. It was +your idea. I should never have thought of it. I +shall be very thankful to receive just a pound +or two."</p> + +<p>"Oh, no," cried I, "you shall share half with +me whatever I get. But, excuse me for saying it, +you are so unpractical. Why are we not up and +stirring? Why are we sitting here yet? Remember +time is money in this country." Then I ven<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span>tured +to ask the Queenslanders if in the town +there was any one whom I might ask to assist us +in carrying the bottles ashore.</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes," they all cried, as if with one mouth. +"You go up in town and get hold of a couple of +black fellows, and then you take them all up that +street you see there. Any one will buy them +there."</p> + +<p>Thorkill remained on board keeping watch over +the bottles, while I went ashore to see what I +should see.</p> + +<p>Just as I came to the end of the long jetty I +saw standing there an aboriginal and three Gins. +They were about as ugly a set of blacks as I have +ever since seen in Queensland, and I was quite horrified +at their appearance. The man had on a pair of +white breeches, but nothing else. The Gins were +also so scantily dressed that I am afraid of going into +details of their wearing apparel. All of them had +dirty old clay pipes in their mouths, which they +were sucking, but there was no tobacco in them. +The gentleman of the party saved me the trouble +of accosting him, as he came towards me and inquired +my name. Then he informed me that his +name was Jack. He next introduced me to the +ladies, who, it appeared, all had the same name—Mary. +Of course I fell in with the humour of this +arrangement at once. It seemed to me a delightfully +free and easy way of making acquaintance. +They all spoke a lot to me, which I did not in the +least understand, and I did the same to them no<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span> +doubt. They asked me for tobacco, which I had +not got; but it appeared that all was grist that +came to their mill, for they asked in succession for +matches, pipe, "sixpence," and I do not know +what else, and even wanted to feel my pockets! +Of course I did not like this familiarity, so I +began to explain to them that I wanted them to +work—to carry burdens from the ship. That was +soon made clear to them. Then the "gentleman" +of the party was very particular to know what I +would pay him. I had thought to get them to +carry the bottles up, and, having sold them, to +pay them out of the proceeds; but as he seemed +anxious to make a fixed bargain, I said, "I give +you one bottle." In case he should have refused +that, I intended to have gone on further, and to +have offered a "dead mariner," but to my joy he +accepted the offer with evident satisfaction, which +again more thoroughly convinced me of the value +of my bottles. I and the black fellow with his +three Gins accordingly went back to the ship, +where Thorkill sat keeping watch over our +treasure.</p> + +<p>I loaded the four blacks with four bags, in each +of which were two dozen assorted bottles, and now +we started for town in earnest. I thought it +beneath my dignity to carry any bottles myself. I +had exhorted so many of the immigrants that it +was our duty to one another to try to make a good +impression when we first landed, that the least I +could do I thought would be to set a good example.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> +Therefore I was faultlessly got up, in my own +opinion, or at least as well as the circumstances of +my wardrobe would permit. Still, my attire was +not very suitable to this country, and indeed, when +I think of it now, I must have cut a strange figure. +I had on my black evening-dress suit, which so far +would have been good enough to have gone to a +ball in, but my white shirt, I know, was of a very +doubtful colour, for I had been my own washer-woman, +and it was neither starched nor ironed. +Then my tall black hat, of which I was so proud +when I got it, had suffered great damage on the +voyage, and brush it as I would, any one might +easily have seen that it had been used as a foot-stool. +My big overcoat, I, according to the most +approved fashion in Copenhagen, carried over my +arm. In one hand I had my handkerchief, with +which I had to constantly wipe the perspiration off +my face, because it was very hot. Still, I felt +myself a tip-top dignitary as I stalked along in +front of the four blacks, who came, chattering +their strange lingo, behind me.</p> + +<p>We marched up to the main street, and I saw +at once a hotel, that pointed out to me from the +ship as the place in which to sell my bottles. In +the bar were two or three gentlemen, of whom I +took no notice. Behind the bar stood the barmaid, +whom I profoundly saluted, also in Copenhagen +fashion. I had what to say on the tip of my +tongue, and indeed I have never forgotten it since. +So I spoke to the barmaid thus: "I have bottles<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span> +I will sell to you. Will you buy? Three shillings +every one." She looked bewildered, not at me +but at the gentlemen in the bar, as if she appealed +to them for assistance, and they began to talk to +me, but I did not understand them at all. I could +feel myself getting red in the face, too, but I manfully +made another effort. I called in the blacks +and ordered them to deposit their load inside the +door. Then I said with great exactness, "I—do—not—ferstan—thee—thou—ferstan—me. +I—sell—this—clear—bottles—to +thee—for three shillings +every one. This—dead—mariner—I—sell—three—shillings—and +sixpence every one. Will +thou buy?" Meanwhile I had taken out of the +bags two samples, a clear and a dark bottle, and +placed them on the counter, and I now looked +inquiringly around me.</p> + +<p>Oh, the mortification which became my portion! +The girl seemed to faint behind the bar, and the +gentlemen made not the slightest excuse for laughing +right out in my face. What they said I do +not know, but it was clear they did not want my +bottles. I felt insulted, and I determined to pay +the blacks off and to leave the bottles here until +I could find a German Queenslander to whom I +might explain my business, and who might help +me to sell them. So I took the clear bottle which +stood on the counter, and handed it to the black +as payment for his service. He looked viciously +at me and said, "That fellow no good bottle."</p> + +<p>I said, "Very dear bottle that." Then I decided<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span> +to satisfy him at any cost, and gave him the other +one, too, and said, "Very dear bottle this, dead +mariner."</p> + +<p>Now began a scene as good as a play. The +blacks appealed to the gentlemen, and the gentlemen +howled with laughter, and I wished myself a +thousand miles away. What did they laugh at? +Why did these scampish blacks not feel satisfied +after having received double payment? What +did it all mean? More people came in and seemed +amused and happy, but I was not in the swim. +Something was wrong. But what was it? I +began to suspect that my bottles could not be so +very valuable, as the blacks had thrown both the +bottles out into the gutter. Anyhow, for me to +stand here to be made a fool of would not do, so I +went out of the bar and down the street. But to +get away was no easy matter. In fact I found it +impossible. The coloured gentleman with his +three ladies were in front of me, behind me, and +on both sides, crying, howling, yelling, cursing, +and appealing to every one who passed, or to those +who came to their doors, "That fellow big rogue. +That fellow no b—— good. He b—— new chum. +He say he give me bottle, he give me no good +b—— bottle; dead mariner no b—— good." This +was more than human nature could stand. I threw +my overcoat and belltopper into the gutter, and +went for the black fellow straight. I got on the +top of him in a minute, but the battle was not +nearly won by that, because the black ladies were<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span> +tearing at my coat-tails, which just formed two +fine handles for them. They split my coat right +up to the shoulders, pulled my hair, and belaboured +me in a general way. Now came a policeman and +grabbed me by the neck. All the "ladies" ran for +their lives out of sight, but I suspect their spouse +was too bruised to follow their example. Anyhow, +he stuck to his guns yet, and while the policeman +tried to march us both down the street, he kept +appealing to him, declaring his innocence, and my +villainy. That I should have spent the next few +days in the watch-house I am sure enough, had +not an elderly man stepped out of the crowd of +onlookers and spoken to the policeman. Then he +addressed me in German. I learned then, through +much merriment on his part and heartburning on +my own, that empty bottles are in Queensland just +so much rubbish. Indeed, after the policeman +let me go, he took me round to the backyard of +the hotel, and there I saw bottles lying by the +thousands, some broken and others sound, ready to +cart away. But how was I to have known that? +Was it easy to guess that a bottle, which might +pass for twopence English money in Copenhagen +nearly as readily as cash, would here in Queensland +have absolutely no value? It is like all +other things one knows, easily explained: here +there being no distilleries or breweries for making +liquors of any kind, they are all imported, hence +empty bottles become a drug in the market.</p> + +<p>But I was not out of trouble yet. The German<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> +who had in so timely a manner come to my rescue, +seeing the state of mind I was in, tried to console +me by offering me a glass of spirits. I accepted +his offer very readily, I admit, and coming into the +bar again, which so vividly reminded me of my +former shame and all the indignities heaped upon +me, I poured out a whole tumblerful of raw brandy—which +I should not have done, considering that I +came from a ship on which nothing of that sort +was served out. But I will draw a veil over the +rest of this miserable day. Not but that the worst +is told. Intemperance was never my weakness, +but I will leave the reader to fill out the picture, +and to think of me as I returned to the ship, +bleeding, torn, and battered, and there I had to +face poor Thorkill, who, in his mild surprise and +disapproval, was to me more terrible than if he had +stormed and raged ever so much.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page73" name="page73"></a>CHAPTER IV.<br /> +<br /> + +GAINING COLONIAL EXPERIENCE</h2> + + +<p>Having returned to the ship after the incidents +related in the last chapter, and having +somewhat soothed my agitated feelings, and +changed my apparel, Thorkill and I were under the +necessity again of returning on shore; which we +did, and had no difficulty in finding the depôt or +place prepared for the reception of the immigrants. +I had yet scarcely noticed anything on land, but +we saw now at a glance that the town was very +small, or perhaps it would be more correct to say +that the town was large but thinly inhabited. In +Queensland we generally estimate the size of a +place by the number of public-houses which it +contains, and in Bowen there were three of these +institutions. Grass was growing luxuriantly +enough in the main street, and altogether it did +not, as we came along, strike us that people here +seemed remarkably busy. But when we came +down to the depôt, the scene was changed.</p> + +<p>The depôt was a large building, or series of +buildings, without particularly good accommo<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span>dation, +but it had the advantage that there was +plenty of room for everybody. I felt quite glad to +again see the familiar faces of the other immigrants, +although we had only been separated a few +hours. There was a large kitchen attached to the +place, and a vast quantity of bread and beef and +potatoes had been left there, more than could +possibly be eaten by those present. Two or three +butchers among the immigrants, too, were quite +in their element here, cutting up the bullocks, and +all the girls seemed to have formed themselves +into a committee in order to dress the meat in +various appetizing ways. But what seemed the +most encouraging feature of all was to see thirty +or forty saddle-horses "hung up" outside the fence +and their owners walking about among the men +offering them engagements. The girls were also +in great request. A number of English ladies +stood about the yard, or went in and out of the +kitchen. They all seemed to want the girls who +were doing the cooking, and what between the +English ladies who kept trying to attract their +attention, their own sweethearts—who had now +the first opportunity since they left Hamburg to +speak to them—and the preparation of food for six +hundred and odd people, they certainly had enough +to do. It was comical to watch them. Among +the men the scene was but one degree less animated. +They might, I am sure, all have been +engaged that first day if they had liked. A +number were engaged, and over and over again<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> +were offers made to them of further engagements, +until at last they turned their backs to the Englishmen +who seemed almost to implore some of them +to sign agreements. They were all offered the +same terms—thirty pounds for twelve months, +and rations. The girls got only twenty or twenty-five +pounds a year, but there seemed to be very +little difference between the agreements. The +Queenslanders would go for the biggest and most +able looking of the men first, and when they had +secured them, engage the others with the same +terms. I saw my "boss" down there, and went +home with him for supper. I was received with +the greatest kindness by his family, and he himself +could not have looked more friendly if I had been +a long-lost relation. He proved to be a contractor, +and had also a carpenter's shop and showroom +attached to his place. He took me into the shop +and showed me several things, and asked me could +I make this or that? There was nothing in the +shop that a boy who had served two years of his +life in Copenhagen could not make, but when I +said "yes," he seemed greatly pleased with me, +and patted me on the back. We could not understand +each other very much. After tea, I was +shown into a neat room, where stood a nice bed, a +chest of drawers, table, chair, &c. This was to be +my abode.</p> + +<p>My "boss," however, returned at once and gave +me to understand that he wished me to go with +him up to town, and have a general look round.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> +He gave me first of all a pound sterling, which had +the effect of greatly raising my spirits. Then he +took me from the one public-house to the other, +and that made me still more hilarious, especially +as he would not allow me to change my pound; +and at last he took me to a store, where a German +presided behind the counter over a lot of ready-made +clothes. Through the German as interpreter, +he told me that he would advise me to buy some +new clothes after the Queensland pattern, and that +he would advance sufficient of my wages to cover +the cost. I bought then white trousers, a crimean +shirt, a big slouch hat, and a red belt, and put all +on at once. This is the orthodox Queensland +costume in the bush, but in my own eyes I looked +a regular masquerader, as I now swaggered down +among the immigrants in my new transformation. +I was quite a hero among them at once, being able +to boast of my splendid appointment, and I believe +I had to relate twenty times that evening what I +had had for my supper at my master's place. I +might, perhaps, tell it to the reader, because it +seemed to me at that time most astonishing, +although it really—with very little variation—is +the ordinary food everybody eats all over the +country, as soon as one comes away from the +single man's hut in the bush.</p> + +<p>In the morning we generally had fried steak, +white bread, and butter. No beer or schnapps are +ever put on the table in this country, but instead +of that one drinks tea by the quart at every meal.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> +At dinner-time the ordinary menu will be some +sort of roast meat and vegetables, with a pudding +after. At supper one will get more meat and +vegetables, and more bread and butter and tea. +It is all very good, but there is a frightful sameness +about it. I used at first to long for one of those +plain yet delicious dishes which the Danish housewives +make at home. But I do not believe English +people would eat it, if it were put before them. +They seem to think that anything which is not a +solid junk of roast beef must be un-English. I +have almost come to the same way of thinking +myself. But that evening in the depôt we did not +criticise the bill of fare. The immigrants all +thought they were going to fare in the same +sumptuous way. Poor fellows, they did not, as a +rule.</p> + +<p>Next day, Thorkill came to me with sparkling +eyes, and told me he had been so fortunate. A +gentleman from Port Mackay, a sugar planter, +had engaged him and twenty-five others, all for +thirty pounds a year, and they were to sail again +for the plantation next day. He understood it +was not far away. We might be able to see one +another occasionally. He had told the planter +that he had studied agriculture, and the planter +had said he was a good fellow.</p> + +<p>"These—Englishmen—are—so—kind,—I—am +sure—he—is—a—nice—man. Perhaps he will +make something of me by and by, when I can +talk English."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p> + +<p>Poor Thorkill; I see him in a single man's hut +on a plantation among twenty-five others, or with +his hoe on his shoulder coming and going to the +fields. He went away the next day, and I fully +expected he would have written to me, but he did +not. I did not know his address, and I did not +hear of him again until three years after, when I +met him on the diggings.</p> + +<p>As many of the immigrants were going away—they +did not themselves know where—in another +day or two, it was suggested by some one that +there should be a theatrical display at the depôt in +the evening; and the idea was taken up with enthusiasm +by some of the leading spirits among us. +It had, before I arrived that morning, been agreed +that the play should be a French pantomime. For +the information of any one who might never have +seen anything of the kind, let me say that it was +a one act farce, in which the persons act by pantomime +alone. Cassander is an old man; his +daughter Columbine loves Harlequin, a young +man who always dances about Columbine when +Cassander does not see them. Then there was +Pierrot, the foolish but funny man-of-all-work, +who is set to catch Harlequin, but is always +"bested"; and the staid old lover whom Cassander +wishes Columbine to marry. Not much +rehearsal was needed to play the piece, and the +dresses were also easily made up on short notice. +It had further been decided in my absence that I +was to play Harlequin, but I objected very much.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> +At last I was forced into it in a manner, because I +was a pretty fair dancer at that time, and they had +nobody else. What consoled me greatly was, that +I was to wear a black mask, so that I knew that if +my feelings should get the better of me while on +the stage, that I might make as many faces behind +the mask as I liked. The whole town was to be +invited, and we gave five shillings to the bell-crier +to announce through the streets that some renowned +artists had arrived at the depôt, and were +going to give a grand performance that night at +seven o'clock.</p> + +<p>We worked away hard that day in rehearsals, +fitting of dresses, stage making, quarrelling, and in +a few other things which are indispensable on such +occasions. In the evening the whole building was +crammed full of English people; there were even +some ladies. Our own people had all back seats. +Everything went well. Our orchestra consisted +of three violinists. There were scores of musicians +among us, but these were the best, and were used +to play together. Then the blanket which served +for a curtain went up, and we began to act our +parts. Everything went well excepting that Pierrot, +whose face was chalked over, began to perspire +very much, and the chalk came off; but that was +nothing. It was reserved for me to spoil the +whole proceeding. It came about this way: the +fellow who played Columbine was a big, flabby-looking +chap, and he looked very nasty indeed in +women's clothes. As it was my part to dance<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> +about Columbine and make love to him—or her—as +you please, I had also to snatch kisses from +him about a dozen times during the evening, but +of course I understood he knew sufficient of acting +not to inflict the punishment of real kissing on <i>me</i>. +The first time, however, when my turn came, he +turned his face full upon me, and the osculation +could be heard all over the room. This happened +two or three times, and every time people laughed +and applauded; but it made me regularly wild. +So as he tried it again I tore the mask off my face +before I had time to think, and cried: "Look here, +if you do that again I won't play." That brought +the house down with great applause and homeric +laughter; but I got so upset over it that it was +impossible for me to go on the stage again, and the +play came to an abrupt end.</p> + +<p>The only one of all the immigrants that remained +at the depôt after a fortnight was over, was a sickly +little individual whom everybody on board had +been in the habit of pitying or jeering at, as the +case may be, and who now seemed quite unable to +obtain employment. He was then sent up to +Townsville, to try there, and as I happen to +know what became of him, and as his short career +affords a striking instance of what perseverance +will do for a man in Queensland, I will state how +he fared. It appears that he at last obtained +employment in the —— Hotel in Ravenswood, to +help the girls in the kitchen at cleaning knives, +plucking fowls, and the like. He had to sign an<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span> +agreement whereby he bound himself to remain +for three years. The wages for the first year were +ten pounds, for the second fifteen, and for the third +twenty pounds. These are the smallest wages I +have ever heard of in this country for a white man, +but our friend thought nothing of that, and stuck +to his work. He could cut hair and shave; I +think he had been in a barber's shop at home. +When he brought the guest's shaving-water in the +morning, he would always offer his tonsorial services +at the same time. Of course he would be +paid. When he was paid, he would generally say, +"You have not got a few old clothes you do not +want?" Then most people, as he looked so poor +and insignificant, would either give him a lot of +clothes, or some money to buy with; and it was +pretty well known in that town where one might +buy second-hand clothing for cash. If a guest went +away from the hotel, he would always be there hat +in hand, holding the horse. If one said to him, +"Will you come and have a drink?" he would +answer, "No, thank you, sir; please, I would +rather have the money." In that way, while +everybody called him "poor fellow," he was scooping +in sixpences, shillings, and even half-crowns +every day. As he gave satisfaction to his master, +he was promised, as a make-up for his small wages, +that if he stayed the three years out, he should +have as a present permission to build a barber's shop +alongside the hotel, and be charged no rent. He +did stay the three years out, and although I was in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> +his confidence as little as anybody else, I am very +sure he had then his three years' wages in his +pocket and a good deal more besides. Then he +had built a small shop alongside the hotel. It +was very small, but it was in the proper place for +doing business; and he began at once a roaring +trade. Sixpence for a shave, a shilling for hair-cutting, +and half a crown for shampooing! He +had also ready-made clothes for sale, hop beer, +ginger beer, fruit, saddlery, and much more. +People who had anything for sale might go to him +and be certain that he would offer them a cash +price for whatever it was. He opened his shop at +seven o'clock in the morning and shut it at twelve +o'clock at night. On Sundays, indeed, he was +supposed to shut for three or four hours; but one +had only to knock at his door to bring him forward. +Meanwhile, I do not believe his old master, or any +one else, could have obtained credit from him for +a sixpence. The usual thing in his shop was to +see half a dozen men sitting in his back room +waiting to be shaved or shampooed, and half a +dozen standing by the counter in the front room, +while he would jump like a cat among them trying +to serve them all at once. But now I see I have +made a mistake. I have written that "his short +career affords a striking instance of what perseverance +might do for a man in this country." That +might be true if the story ended here, but it does +not. He was a great miser. His principal food, +as he himself assured me, was the rotten fruit in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> +the shop. When a banana or an apple became +quite unsaleable, he would eat it. He had no +assistant in the shop, and could, therefore, never +possibly take any outdoor exercise. At last he +fell sick, and the doctor told him he must go out +on horseback every day, and have plenty of nourishing +food. He never bought a horse, and he never +altered his way of living. At last, when it was too +late, he got somebody to stand in the shop for him, +for he was then too weak to stand there himself; +and he died in the back room a week after. But +even the day before he died I saw him sitting in the +shop trying to direct the assistant and keeping +control over the money-box. I heard how much +he had made, but I forget. Anyhow, it was +thousands, and all made in a few years!</p> + +<p>Now I will relate what happened to me the first +Sunday I passed in Queensland, and to do that I +must recall to the reader's memory another of my +shipmates, the naval Lieutenant A. He had got +married as soon as we came ashore, to the young +lady who I always understood was his intended +wife, and they had already rented a little house +and made themselves very comfortable. On the +Saturday, he came to me and told me that he had +carried a letter of introduction from home to a +gentleman who was one of the first civil servants +in Bowen. This gentleman he had seen, and as +an outcome of the interview, he had been invited +to come with his wife to the Englishman's place +on Sunday forenoon to be introduced to his family,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> +and that Mr. and Mrs. ——, as well as A. and his +wife, were all then to walk to a large garden which +lay a mile or so outside the town. He promised +himself great pleasure and much advantage from +the acquaintance, and as a special favour to me, +he said: "Now Mr. —— said to me that I might +invite one of our shipmates to come with us, and I +shall invite you." I thanked him very much for +the honour he did me.</p> + +<p>"You understand," said he, "that I would like +very much to make a good impression, not only for +myself, but for our country too. I am not in the +least afraid to invite <i>you</i>, still excuse me for reminding +you that this man has much influence +in Brisbane, and I have no doubt he could make +it worth your while too to be on your best behaviour."</p> + +<p>When he was gone, I began to look over my +wardrobe, and found that I could yet make a brave +show. Still, I had a great doubt in my mind +whether it would not be the more correct thing to +dress myself in my Queensland clothes—that is, the +slouch hat and the moleskins. But as I did not +seem to know myself in them at all, I decided that +it was best to make the most of the clothes I had +with me from home, although it was not without +some misgivings that I came to this conclusion. +My swallow-tail coat had been torn, and although it +was mended by a tailor, it was not good enough to +wear again on such an occasion, but I had a nice +new jacket I had bought in Hamburg, also a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span> +beautifully got-up white shirt and white waistcoat. +As to the belltopper, it was done for. No more +should I go into society in that belltopper, and the +Queensland hat seemed only fit company for the +crimean shirt and the moleskins. I therefore +went and borrowed a tall hat for the purpose from +among the immigrants, and as I came back with +it, I bought a pair of gloves for half a guinea in a +shop.</p> + +<p>The next forenoon, punctually at eleven o'clock, +I was outside of A.'s house in all my glory. A. and +his wife were gone, however, and I then bent my +steps towards the house to which I had been +directed. As soon as I came near, I saw A. +standing outside the house talking to a gentleman, +whom I at once understood to be the man who had +invited us. He looked a gentleman all over. Yet +the same indescribable sort of swagger which I +had noticed in everybody else I had yet met in the +country seemed also to hover about him. I might +here observe that this swagger is not exactly native +to this colony. It is only put on for the benefit of +new arrivals. As I came up A.'s friend stood with +his feet wide apart, and was in the act of lighting +a meerschaum pipe. A massive gold chain hung +across his well-nourished stomach. I could see +that if I had not dressed myself to my best ability, +I should have made a grave mistake. Although I +had scarcely lifted my eyes to him yet, I noticed +these details as A. introduced me to him, while I +saluted him as we always salute one another in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span> +Copenhagen. Perhaps I was just a little more +than usually polite. My hat was at my knee as A. +said, "Mr. ——, Mr. ——." But the Englishman +did not seem remarkable for his politeness. On +the contrary, I felt very angry at his behaviour. +He never changed his position in the slightest +degree; he seemed only to give a sort of self-satisfied +grunt, "How de do, how de do."</p> + +<p>There is no mistake about it, I began to wish I +had not come. It was not as though I had not +been polite enough; I felt certain both that I +could make a bow with anybody, and that I had +saluted and been saluted by greater dignitaries +before than he. Why then should he slight me? +thought I. Was it the custom in this country to +invite people on purpose to insult them? They +began to speak to me, and I understood that the +ladies who were to take part in the excursion were +inside finishing their toilet, and would be out +directly. A. could see, no doubt, that I was not +pleased, and of course he could also guess the +reason. He had been in England too, and was +well versed in English customs, so he said to me, +"It is foolish of you to feel offended because Mr. +---- did not take his hat off to you. Indeed, +it was you who looked ridiculous. I am sure you +never yet saw any one take off his hat to another +in this country. It is not an English custom. +Indeed it is specially distasteful to English people. +So do not do it again. Of course it did not +matter."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span></p> + +<p>When I heard that I was in humour again. I +could forgive every one so long as they did not +offer me a wilful insult. But was it not strange, +thought I? And there he stood, as easy as could +be, smoking his pipe in the street. Well, there is +nothing like it, after all. What is a man without +his pipe? I had mine in my pocket, but I +had never dreamed of taking it out till now. I +did not know what to make of things, but I +thought that if such training as I had received +was at fault, perhaps it would be well to imitate +those whose training was correct. So I took my +pipe out of my pocket and borrowed a match from +Mr. —— to light it with. Mine was only a clay +pipe, and I could scarcely help laughing to myself +meanwhile, because it seemed to me very strange. +But I was determined now to show I knew English +manners, and so I puffed away. Just now Mr. ——'s +wife came out of the glass doors on the verandah. +She had also dressed to make a good impression, +because she was rustling with silk and satin, and +shining with gold brooches and chains all over. +The doors were opened for her by a servant, and +Mrs. A. was also there. As Mrs. A. told me +afterwards, they had watched me through the +glass doors while I was saluting the husband, and +probably the Englishwoman was at that moment +under the impression that I intended to go down +on my knees before her. But if she thought that, +all I can say is that she was mistaken. I was not +going to look ridiculous this time. She made a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span> +bow to me something of the sort, as I take it, that +one of the Queen's maids of honour have to +practise before her majesty—a most profound +obeisance. But I stood brave. With my feet +apart, in English fashion, I puffed away at my +pipe, and nodded at her, saying, "How de do? How +de do?"</p> + +<p>At this juncture of affairs, I became aware that +nobody seemed pleased. The lady drew herself up +and seemed surprised. Her husband appeared to +regard me with a lively interest. So did two +women in a house opposite. A., in a sort of consternation, +repeated the formula of introduction. I +felt the blood surging to my face, and my courage +fast forsaking me. Then it occurred to me that as +I myself had not the least idea what the words +"how de do" meant which I had employed in +saluting her, that perhaps it was not a proper expression +before a lady, and that it would have been +better if I had said something of which I did +understand the meaning. So as A. repeated +the form of introduction, Mr.—— and Mrs.——, I +said with great desperation, "Good day, missis."</p> + +<p>Then I swallowed a whole mouthful of tobacco +smoke (it is such strong tobacco one smokes here, +and I had not been used to more than a cigar on +rare occasions), and then—I must—expectorate. +For the life of me I could not avoid it, but where +to do it, whether in front of me or behind me, I +did not know, and so I compromised and spat to +the side. While all this occurred I felt as guilty<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> +as any criminal condemned before a judge, and +still where it came in I did not know, because had +not A., on whose English experience I wholly +relied, told me scarcely ten minutes before, that +"to take the hat off to one another was not an +English custom—that it was, indeed, specially +distasteful to English people"? What then could +I think? You may judge of my feelings when +A., now shaking with rage and entirely forgetting +himself, exclaimed to me in Danish, +"You are an unmannerly dog. Has no one ever +taught you yet to take your hat off to a lady? +There he stands, smoking a stinking pipe right in +her face."</p> + +<p>Oh, yes! oh, yes, indeed, my humiliation was +at its highest point. Quarrelling in our own +language, and ready almost to fight! Mrs. —— +disappeared indoors again. Mrs. A. dared not +follow her, but walked down the street a little, +not knowing where to put herself, and Mr. —— +becoming more and more boisterous with me for +an explanation. It did not last long, but long +enough—quite. Then I went and sat, regardless +of all appearance, on the verandah, while A., with +much humility, tried to explain the matter to our +host. Mr. —— did not quite seem to relish the +joke. He came up to me and informed me with +much gravity that A. had explained the matter to +his satisfaction. "But," said he, "you will certainly +find that in this country it is the custom to +salute a lady with a great deal more politeness<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> +than you used just now towards my wife. It is a +lesson, I assure you, sir, you cannot learn too +quickly."</p> + +<p>Half of this I understood and half I guessed. +He did not know, however, that his own mode +of salutation would in Copenhagen have been +thought just about as bearish as what he was now +correcting me for. I rose to bid him good-bye, +because I was determined to go home as the right +course now to pursue; but as I took off my hat to +him again my crestfallen appearance seemed to +amuse him, because he began to laugh, and when +I had reached the corner of the house he came +after me, insisting that I should come back. I +declined, until I could see that by remaining +stubborn I should only give still greater offence, +and so we returned and went into the drawing-room +to have a glass of wine. Mrs. —— came +now into the room, and with well-bred kindness +tried to put me at my ease again. But although +they now seemed to have forgiven me, and were +preparing to start for their walk, I felt that I could +not go with them, and after asking A. in my presence +to offer my apology to the lady herself, I +took up my hat, and, bowing profusely to all, went +away.</p> + +<p>The reader may guess that I was not very proud +of myself when I came home and flung myself on +my bed. My career in Queensland had indeed +opened in a very unpropitious manner. I had not +been a week in the country yet, and it appeared I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span> +had made myself look more foolish wherever I had +been than I had thought it possible to do. First +the bottles—what disgrace was not that, fighting +with the blacks in the street scarcely an hour after +coming ashore; and poor Thorkill, who had invested +his last sixpence, on my recommendation, +in buying empty bottles! Then at the depôt the +evening after, when I somehow again had been +the laughing-stock of them all—a regular "Handy +Andy"; and now to-day, when I had started out +with the best intentions, and had only succeeded +in making a never-to-be-forgotten picture of myself—and +that after having borrowed a "belltopper" +to look grand in! Now I had to return +that piece of furniture to the owner, and when he +asked me how I had enjoyed the company of my +grand acquaintances, probably I should have to +tell a falsehood about it in order to hide my shame. +One consolation was that I had yet the gloves—they +were my own to do with as I liked. I had +paid ten and sixpence for them, more than half +my fortune. Faugh! was ever any one like me? +Was that all I had come to Queensland for? But +at all events this should not happen again. If I +could find an ass bigger than myself, thought I, +I should be satisfied, but never again as long as +I lived would I seek the acquaintance of people +who by any stretch of imagination might think +themselves my superiors.</p> + +<p>Then I called in from the backyard a whole +troup of dirty, lazy blacks, who were lying there<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span> +basking in the sun in an almost naked condition, +and made them understand that I would give them +all my home clothes if they would perform a war +dance in them for my instruction and pleasure. +One of them put on my swallow-tail coat and belltopper +(he had no breeches), another got my overcoat, +one of the ladies put on my jacket (she had +nothing else), another put on my woollen comforter, +not round her neck but round her waist, +where it was of more use. At last I took my flute, +and the whole troup kept screaming and dancing +about in the backyard while I played, until my +"boss" came and interrupted the proceedings. I +felt a grim sort of satisfaction. Alas! there is no +saying what is to become of any of us before the +end is over. Clothes are lifeless things, yet how +often had I not brushed them and thought it important +that they should look well! I really felt +a kind of remorse when I saw these filthy blacks +lie wallowing in them amid a flock of yelping +curs.</p> + +<p>And now I fell to work at my trade in earnest. +The houses in Bowen are all built of wood, and a +very easy affair it is for any one to build them. +Indeed housebuilding in the small Queensland +towns can scarcely be called a trade, insomuch +that any practical man who can use carpenter's +tools could easily build his own house. A hammer +and a coarse saw was about a complete set of tools +on many jobs we did up there. Still, large wooden +houses filled with all the most modern comforts<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span> +are also constructed, and in such none but the best +workmanship is tolerated, so there, of course, a +tradesman is indispensable. At all housebuilding, +too, a man who is constantly at it acquires a quickness +which would altogether outdistance the +novice, but one may learn as he goes in that +trade, and the best men I have met in the carpenter +trade out here are men who never served +their time to it.</p> + +<p>There were no saw-mills in the town, nor was +there any suitable timber to saw in the bush, so +that we depended for a supply on an occasional +schooner, or on what the steamers sometimes +would bring. At times we had no timber at all. +Then we had to make furniture out of the packing-cases +in the stores, or the "boss" would buy an +old humpy and pull it down, and we had to try to +make a new one out of it. My employer had +engaged another carpenter besides myself from +among the immigrants. This man had got married +at the depôt to one of the girls, and they lived in a +small house. He had thirty shillings a week, of +which, of course, most went to keep house. But +Bowen is one of the very few non-progressive +towns on the coast, and houses stood empty in all +directions, so that he only had to pay a nominal +rent. Our "boss" seemed to have plenty of work +always, and, besides ourselves, there were two and +sometimes three English carpenters employed. +We had to work like boys for them, because we +could not very well be sent anywhere by ourselves,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span> +as we could not speak to people about the work to +be done. One thing I might mention here, and +which I think very unfair, is this, that nobody took +the trouble to speak English to us, but they +seemed even to go out of their way to teach us a +sort of pigeon English, which, of course, would +demonstrate our inferiority to the individual who +addressed us. Although I do not dislike either +English, Scottish, or Irish people, I think it a +great delusion of theirs that they are more hospitable +to foreigners, or cosmopolitan in their way of +thinking, than other nationalities, but that they are +under the impression that they are the salt of the +earth is certain. Meanwhile my mate and I did +the best we could to vindicate the honour of our +country. I felt myself daily getting stronger and +more active; the change of air did wonders, and +so was it with my mate. After a while, we found +we could fully hold our own. The English tradesmen +were very fond of showing how much they +could do, but as we both began to get up to their +standard they would, as we worked under them, +knock us off what we were doing and put us to +something else, often with the evident intention of +making the "boss," when he came, think we had +not done much, or did not understand our work. +So one day I had a terrible quarrel with the man +with whom I was working on that account, and +then he began to denounce us all for cutting the +wages down. I had no intention of cutting down +his wages, and I did not know in the least what<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span> +wages he got, but when he told me that he +received three pounds sterling every week I +thought that the "boss" had treated me very +badly. I learned then that three pounds are the +ordinary weekly wages for carpenters in Queensland, +and I told the English carpenter that I +would immediately ask the "boss" for an increase +in <i>my</i> wages to that amount, and that if he would +not give it to me I would not do more work than I +got paid for. I had been there six months at that +time, and had never taken any money of my wages +beyond what I received when I started, but when +I asked for three pounds per week my employer +was very dissatisfied. I wanted him to cancel the +agreement. He refused, and I accused him of +having taken an unfair advantage of me. He +assured me that as he had got me he would keep +me. "Very well," said I, "do your best to obtain +your pound of flesh, but do not charge too high a +day's wages when you send me away after this; I +might not suit."</p> + +<p>From that day there was war between us, war +to the knife. Still I was, and had been, well +treated there, and so far I had done my best to +deserve it. When I think of it now, I am glad +that before this occurred I had an opportunity to +show my willingness. What my master's profit on +me was I do not know, but it cannot have been +large. What with my inability to speak the +language, the learning how to handle the different +tools used here, and one thing and another, it was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span> +unreasonable for me to expect the full wages at +once. When I compare my fate with that which +befell some of the other immigrants, I ought to +have thought myself very fortunate. Some of +these were sent out in the bush around the town, +and among those who were a few miles distant, I +heard much dissatisfaction existed. I will here +relate how some, at least, were treated. One man +and his wife, and four single men, were engaged at +a station fifty miles away. Their agreements were +all the same, thirty pounds per annum and rations. +The woman, however, was not engaged. When +they arrived at the place they found a small house +in the middle of the bush. When they asked +where were their rooms or place to camp in, their +employer told them they might camp anywhere +they liked as long as they did not come inside <i>his</i> +house. They had then got some bags and branches +of trees put together and slept under them, but +there was no protection from rain, and the poor +woman, who was not well at the time, thought she +was going to die. Instead of food, they were +served, as I have before stated, with raw beef and +flour. The reader may imagine what sort of +doughboys they were making. This was strictly +and correctly the truth, although these poor people +certainly never knew the true intent of the agreement. +They would not work, they said, unless +they got proper food, but their employer was +abusing them every day. They had to fell trees +and split timber for fences. Of course such hard<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> +work, with no cooked food to eat and no bed to +sleep in, was an unreasonable thing to expect from +them. After six or seven weeks of this one of +them went away, empowered by the others to go to +town and complain for the others. He came into +town, where he told me what I now relate; but +his "boss" was after him quickly, and instead of +obtaining redress, he was put in the lock-up fourteen +days for absconding from his hired service, +and then compelled to go back again! While he +was in the lock-up, my "boss" used to send him +up three good meals every day. People who may +read this at home will no doubt think that there +must be great brutality somewhere for people to be +treated like this. I agree with them. Yet the +same treatment and fare comes light to an old +hand. He knows what to expect, and is prepared +for it. As men travel about from place to place in +search of work, it is absolutely necessary for them +to carry everything with them and to be their own +cooks too. They have their tent, blanket, food, +billy, sometimes a frying-pan, all bundled together +with their clothes and strapped on their backs, or, if +they are well-to-do, they have a horse to carry the +"swag" for them, or even two horses, one being +to ride on. There is really no reason why a man +should not possess a couple of horses here, but +still they as often do not. The billy serves all +purposes: in it the meat is cooked, the tea is +boiled, and on extra occasions the plumduff too.</p> + +<p>It is only just to say that the custom of forcing<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span> +men to camp out in their own tents and to cook +their own rations is growing more and more out of +use. In most places in the bush the employer now +provides at least shelter for his men: in many +places they have the food cooked as well; yet there +are to this day thousands of people in Queensland +who live as I have just described, and who never +see vegetables from one year's end to another.</p> + +<p>The reader will, therefore, see that I was comparatively +fortunate in this, that I had both shelter +and food while I was learning the language and +accustoming myself to the country. But after my +request for more wages had been refused, I did as +little work as possible, indeed I may say I did +scarcely anything. I played quite the <i>gamin</i> with +the old gentleman, until one day he offered to let +me go, and then free once more I promised myself +never again to sign away my liberty.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page101" name="page101"></a>CHAPTER V.<br /> +<br /> + +TOWNSVILLE: MORE COLONIAL EXPERIENCES.</h2> + + +<p>I had now paid out to me twelve pounds sterling +as the balance of wages due, so it will be perceived +that I had not been extravagant. Yet I am +afraid that if I had been taking my wages up +weekly I should not have had so much, if, indeed, +anything. Yet here were the twelve pounds now, +and that was the main thing. It made over a +hundred Danish dollars, quite a large sum to me. +Then I considered where I should go next. There +were some gold mines inland within one or two +hundred miles, but I did not know the road, or else +I should have gone there. Just then there had been +opened another port north of Port Denison, viz., +Townsville. I understood that if a man wanted to +make money, he should go there; or rather I +understood the further north I went the more pay +I should get, on account of its being hotter there, +but that down south, were the climate was supposed +to be better, carpenters where not in demand. So, +"Northwards, ho!" was my cry. The steamer left +Port Denison the next day for Townsville, and I +was among the passengers. It is on leaving one of<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span> +these small ports on the Queensland coast that I +have always more than at any other time been +impressed with the utter loneliness in which they +lie. One sees the few houses and appurtenances +like a speck on the coast, and north and south the +long vast coastline. We steamed along all the +evening, night, and next morning, and towards noon +my attention was directed to some small white +specks on the beach. That was Townsville, the +new settlement where money was to be made. The +steamer I was in could not run close, but lay out in +the bay until another very small steamer came out +and took us all on board. Then in another half-hour +we ran into a small creek, past three or four +galvanized iron sheds, and here we were at the +wharf in the middle of the main street of the +town.</p> + +<p>Townsville lies on the bank of a small river or +creek called Ross Creek, which when I was there was +remarkable for being stocked with alligators. One +could not very well, therefore, cross the creek without +some danger, and at that time all the people +and all the houses without a single exception, lay +on the south side of the creek. Ross Creek formed, +I might say, one side of the main street. Facing +it lay a number of small shanties, some made of +packing cases and old tin; others again, built with a +view to permanency, of nicely dressed sawn timber, +and looking like rich relations in contrast to their +poor neighbours. This was Flinders Street, or +Townsville proper. For about ten chains this row<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span> +of houses ran, and facing it, on the other side of the +creek, was one vast wilderness of swamp, long grass +and trees. When one had passed the row of +houses composing the street there were turns off to +the bush in all directions, and tents, huts, or sheets +of galvanized iron stood all about the street. Up +behind the street were some tremendous-looking +mountains, and here such people as the doctors, +civil servants, &c. seemed to have fixed their abode. +The most splendid views could be obtained up there +right over the sea and the numerous small islands. +Then the climate, which at least at that time was +supposed to be somewhat unhealthy down below, +was very much better on the highlands.</p> + +<p>While I was in Townsville my greatest pleasure +was to take my lunch with me in a morning and +then scramble up there to some place from which +the best view could be had, and sit there all day. +That was a cheap and harmless pleasure, but to do +so at the present time would be trespass, because +all the land about there is now sold at so much per +foot, and no one but the owners have a right either +to the soil or the air, or even the view. It seems +wrong to me that it should be so. I wonder what +will become of poor people when the day arrives +when all the world is thus cut up into freehold +property! If I had at that time invested the ten +pounds I carried in my pocket in a piece of land, +it would certainly have been worth thousands of +pounds to-day, and I believe I might even have +been worth tens of thousands. Then I might<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> +without further trouble have been myself a "leading +Colonist" to-day!</p> + +<p>On looking around one would scarcely think that +this place and Bowen were in the same country. +In Bowen everybody seemed to have plenty of +time. The shopkeepers there would stand in their +doorways most of their time, or go visiting one +another. Then, although Bowen was so much +larger than Townsville, there seemed to be no +people in it. But here there were crowds everywhere, +and seemingly not an idle man. People +appeared rather to run than to walk. I walked up the +street and looked into a half-finished building where +half a dozen carpenters were at work. I watched +them well. They were all men in their prime, and +if they did not work above their strength they +were good men assuredly! There was quite a din +of hammers and saws. It was terrible! I felt very +much afraid that I should not be able to match +myself against any one of them, but on the principle +of not leaving until to-morrow what might be +done to-day, I asked one where the "boss" was? +He pointed to a man alongside who also was +working terribly hard, and this gentleman sang out +to me from the scaffold, "What do you want, young +fellow?" So I said that I wanted work.</p> + +<p>"All right," cried he, "I'll give you a job, but +I have no time to talk before five o'clock; you can +wait." Then I stood waiting, and feeling half +afraid to tackle the work, until the "boss" sang out +"five o'clock."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span></p> + +<p>What a relief every man must have felt. Each +seemed to drop his tool like a hot potato. I +remember well my feelings. I knew before the +contractor spoke to me that he was a bully, from +the way he spoke to the other man. He came up +to me.</p> + +<p>"Well, what is it you can do?"</p> + +<p>"I am a carpenter and joiner."</p> + +<p>"Oh, you are a German."</p> + +<p>"No, I am not."</p> + +<p>"What sort of a new chum are you then?"</p> + +<p>"I asked you if you wanted a carpenter."</p> + +<p>"Where were you working before?"</p> + +<p>"In Bowen."</p> + +<p>"What wages did you get there?"</p> + +<p>"Thirty pounds a year."</p> + +<p>"Do you know that I expect my men to earn +fourteen shillings a day?"</p> + +<p>"I will do as much work as I can, and I do not +expect you to pay me more than I can earn."</p> + +<p>"Got any tools?"</p> + +<p>"No."</p> + +<p>"I do not want you then!"</p> + +<p>Did ever any one get such an unprovoked insult? +I felt as if I could never ask another man for work +again. Although I had learned a little English, it +was far from sufficient to allow me to set up and +work on my own account. I knew that very well, +and although I kept telling myself that most likely +here there would be plenty of other contractors to +go to, yet I was in very low spirits as I went off<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span> +looking for a suitable boarding-house. The place I +came to did not impress me as being either clean +or comfortable. I went in at the door only because +I saw on the signboard the words "Diggers' home," +or "Bushman's home." I forget exactly what it +was, but I understood there was "home" about it, +and as I was just then longing very much for such +comforts as the word "home" is associated with, +I went in. It was just tea-time and about thirty +men were sitting on two wooden forms around the +one table, eating. The uncouth way in which they +were gormandizing was terrible to witness. English +working people show, I think, greater anxiety to +possess what are popularly called "table manners" +than does the same class where I came from. The +former hold their knives and forks in faultless +style, but they seem never to have learned what is +the great point in table manners. This is a point +on which I was very strictly brought up, and as one +cannot very well criticise another's manner of +eating while sitting alongside him at table, I +think I might without offence give valuable advice +here. It is this. Close your lips while you are +eating, gentlemen. It does not matter half so +much to some people how you hold your fork.</p> + +<p>There were among the others at the table two +of my shipmates, who, as they told me, were +working at their trade for four pounds a week. +They were dressed in the height of fashion, and +would not speak Danish at all to me. One of +them informed me in a sort of language that I am<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> +sure no Englishman could have understood, that +he had almost quite forgotten Danish. As I had +a craving just then for sympathy, I told them how +I had fared when I had asked for work, but all the +sympathy I received was the remark that it was +smart fellows only who were needed in Townsville. +They agreed thoroughly about that, and then +whenever they could repeat the formula "I get +four pounds per week," they did it <i>ore rotundo</i>. +Evidently they had a heartfelt contempt for one +like me, who had been working for only a few +shillings a week. After tea, I was, on stating that +I wanted to stay for a week, shown into a small +room wherein stood six stretchers, or beds, as close +as could be. One had scarcely room to squeeze +about among them. The middle of the room +seemed to be a sort of main passage two feet wide +between the beds on each side, leading to rooms +beyond, and there the rest of the thirty boarders +would tramp in and out. The landlord, on showing +me one of these beds as mine, demanded a pound +sterling of me in advance as one week's payment. +"Beautiful home." "Comfortable abode." I regretted +that I had left Bowen, as I thought of my +clean private room there. I did not, however, pay +for a week beforehand. I paid only for my supper +and a shilling for the use of the bed or "home" +for that night. I sat there on the bed for a quarter +of an hour, listening to all the noises around me. +Then I felt that I could not suffer it any +longer, so I went out. It was a beautiful moon<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span>light +night. To get out past the houses was +only the work of five minutes, and I kept walking +on along a road I came to until I was well past all +signs of civilization. I had taken my flute with +me as the best means which yet remained to +soothe my troubles, and then I sat down to play. +How much better I felt out there under the gum-trees! +That foul-smelling boarding-house seemed +to trouble me no longer. I would not return to it. +Better by far to sleep out there under the open +sky! I sang and played and worked myself into +quite a romantic feeling. At last I fell soundly +asleep.</p> + +<p>The next day I began more carefully to look out +for a boarding-house, but it was all one. There +were enough of them indeed, but in all there was +not one which did not to my mind look more like a +rabbit warren than a "home" or a "rest," or +whatever the name might be that was put over the +door. A couple of places were kept by Chinamen. +They at least seemed more honest, because they +made no pretence of offering their guests what +they had not got. All the accommodation they +offered was a shelf for each man, and there seemed +to be an air of "take it or leave it alone" about +them which I liked. But none of these suited +me, and so I went to the hotels, and for one pound +ten shillings per week I got white man's accommodation: +a room for myself and every civility. +How anybody like my two grandly-dressed countrymen +could, if they earned four pounds a week,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span> +prefer the other place to this, I did not understand.</p> + +<p>I might now with much satisfaction have finished +my writing here by telling the reader how I obtained +work the next day for fourteen shillings per +day, and how I saved and persevered until I myself +became a contractor—if such had been the case. +But the truth must be told, and that is that I kept +delaying day by day to ask any one for a job. +Every day I would walk about the town, and passed +and re-passed houses under erection, but I could +not bring myself to go and speak to any one for +fear of meeting the same fate that befell me the +day I arrived. When I came home to the hotel +from such an expedition, I would console myself +by recounting my money and reckoning up how +many Danish dollars it was. That seemed to reassure +me. Certainly it went fast, but on the +whole I was in no way alarmed over myself, +because I knew very well that when the necessity +came a little nearer I should easily get something +to do. Meanwhile I could go out every day +shooting, fishing, and enjoying myself as best I +could.</p> + +<p>One of the first days I was in Townsville, I went +out in the main road leading to the gold diggings, +and when I was about a mile or two out of town +I came to a house which attracted my attention. +It was very small, the walls were built of saplings, +the roof was covered with bark, tin, and all sorts +of odd materials. The door was made of a sapling<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span> +frame with bagging stretched across it. Yet the +place had a cool, clean sort of appearance, and +under the verandah in a home-made squatter's +chair sat a man smoking a long pipe. Yet I should +probably have passed by without taking notice of +any of these details if it had not been that in front +of the house, but close to the road, was erected a +sort of frame like a gallows, and from it dangled in +a most conspicuous way an empty bottle. Underneath +was a piece of board nailed to a tree, and on +it was written with chalk the one word thrice +repeated: "Bier. Bier. Bier." That caused me +to look at the man, and I perceived it was one +of my shipmates. This man was between fifty +and sixty years old when he landed nine months +before with his wife and eight children. I am very +certain that he did not then own more than I did +myself, but he had on the voyage exhibited such a +cheerful disposition, and had such a happy knack +of always trying to explain things in a way that +would make one think that any misfortune that +might happen would have been just the very thing +wanted, that he had been a general favourite. But +when we came to Bowen nobody had engaged him +and his eight children, and so he had been sent +here, and now I saw him sitting smoking his pipe +under the verandah with great gusto. He seemed +as glad to see me as I was to see him, and asked +me to come and sit on a box which stood alongside +him, and to have a smoke out of his long pipe. +Then he began to spin his yarn. His girls were at<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> +service, the two of them, and had each ten shillings +per week, and they brought it all home, for they +were good girls. He had got somebody to apply +for this land for him on his land order, "and here," +he said, "right and left is all mine. Me and +mother built the house ourselves; come inside +and see."</p> + +<p>"But," said I, "what is the meaning of that +empty bottle you have hung up there?"</p> + +<p>"Oh," cried he, "did you not see my signboard. +I sell beer. I cannot understand their blessed +language, but I thought if I showed them the +bottle they would know what it meant, and Annie +drew that signboard herself last Sunday she +was home; she is a splendid scholar, you know—you +should only hear her talk English. It fetches +them right enough. You will see nearly everybody +who comes along the road must be in here +and have his beer."</p> + +<p>Then we went inside, and there were the old +lady and her children, as happy as could be. Now +I had to tell my history, and after much argument +my friend made me believe that the reason the +contractor had not given me a job was because I +had told him the truth. "You should have said +you earned fifteen shillings a day in Bowen, that +you would not work under sixteen shillings now; +that is the way. Always tell them you can do +anything."</p> + +<p>Good old fellow! How cheerful I felt when at +last I went away. I laughed to myself, too, at his<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span> +important self-confident air. If he has kept his +land and sold beer to this day, I am sure he can +smoke his pipe now with great complacency—unless, +indeed, riches, a circumstance over which +he had no control, have spoiled him.</p> + +<p>In the hotel in which I stayed were several other +lodgers, among them an elderly man with a long +beard and a most fatherly air. He became daily +more friendly to me, and at the end of the first +week he told me he was himself a Dane, and that he +had been in the Colonies a great many years. He +said he had watched me with growing interest; +that he generally was chary of offering his friendship +to anybody, but that he now was satisfied that +I was a respectable, well-meaning youth, and that +his heart went out towards me. Of course the +least I, under the circumstances, could do was to +accept his proffered friendship in the same spirit +in which it was offered, and I told him frankly all +my business, and how I was still smarting under +the insult I had received on my first arrival in +Townsville to such a degree that from day to day +I could not bring myself to ask for work again, and +how, I added, my bit of money was going fast. +He, on his part, gave me to understand that he +was not a rich man, although several times he had +made his fortune. "But," said he, "I never let +the left hand know what the right hand is doing. +Sometimes, as for instance now, I run myself +quite short; it does not matter, I can always make +enough for myself as long as God gives me strength."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></p> + +<p>I went with him to church on the Sunday, +although I did not understand a word of what the +parson said, but my ancient friend had already +acquired a sort of proprietorship over me, and as +he seemed to be intensely religious, it imparted a +kind of holy feeling to me to sit near him. After +church, he lectured me on religion very severely, +and all the time I knew him he prayed devoutly +both morning and evening. A few days after, he +told me he had taken a contract from one of the +storekeepers in town to cut hay. He said that a +man could cut a load of hay in a day, and that he +was to get thirty shillings a load for it. He would +now, said he, have to buy a horse and dray, and +would also have to look out for a partner. I +asked him if he thought I might do, and said that +if I could not work as much as he I should not +expect the same pay, but that I was confident that +I would not be far behind.</p> + +<p>"Well, I might do;" he would like to have me +for a partner, but he understood that I had very +little money. It would be necessary for his +partner to have at least thirty pounds, as the +horse and dray alone would cost forty pounds, and +we should have to buy tools and to keep ourselves +in rations for some time. I was very sorry that I +had got only something like eight pounds. "All +right;" he would take me if I would do the best I +could. He had already an offer for a horse and +dray. Then we set about buying a tent and a lot +of rations in a store, also scythes and one thing<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span> +and another necessary for the job. My partner +advised me that we should not pay for it just then, +as we were to deliver hay for the money. The +same day we left with all our things packed in our +swags, and went into the bush about four miles, +where there was plenty of long grass suitable for +haymaking, and there we pitched our tent.</p> + +<p>Here I worked for a couple of months with the +utmost eagerness. It was a time of long summer +days, and from daylight to dark was I at it, doing +my level best. My partner had bought a horse +and a dray, and was taking hay into town every +day, but he did not work much at home. Of +course, as he said, he was getting to be old, and +could not work as formerly; but then he did all +the business, and, according to his estimate, we +earned a couple of pounds every day. As for me, +I worked contented and happy, although we had +not yet taken any money for the hay and I had +given my partner every sixpence I possessed to +help in buying the horse and dray. We lived very +frugally, too—at least, I did; my partner had his +dinner in town, but that was only a necessity when +he was bringing hay in—because, as he said, he did +not believe in all this gorging and over-feeding +which was customary in these latter days. As for +smoking tobacco, he was much against it, and +declared it to be not only a wicked but a dirty +habit; so, to please him, I had given up the pipe. +I made breakfast for him in the morning, and was +at work before he rose. I had supper ready for<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span> +him when he came home at night, and I never +spared myself or gave a thought to the unequal +distribution of work between us.</p> + +<p>One evening my partner did not come home. I +was very anxious, picturing to myself all sorts of +dreadful calamities which might have happened to +him. In the morning I went into the town to the +storekeeper, whom I understood bought the hay, +but I could get no satisfaction there. They had +not seen him for a week, they said, and only bought +hay occasionally. I thought they did not understand +me, and I went to another storekeeper, and +got a similar answer. As I stood quite bewildered +in the street, I saw the horse and dray coming +past, and a stranger driving. On inquiry, I learnt +that the man who was driving had bought the +whole concern the day before for thirty-five +pounds. While we were yet talking one of my +countrymen came up and wanted to know about +the horse and cart too, and, to make a long story +short, it appeared that my mate had borrowed, on +one pretext and another, from the Danes in town +nearly a hundred pounds in small sums. He had +also bought the horse and dray with a very small +cash deposit, and sold them for cash, got paid for +all the hay we had cut, and owing for our rations +in one of the stores besides, he had cleared out. +Benevolent-looking old hypocrite, when I found it +all out, I felt as if I could have——never mind—what +is the good? say no more. I had not got a +copper. I went up to the hotel where I had been<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span> +staying before I had started haymaking, and began +to pour out my tale of woe to the publican, +with no other object than to get sympathy. The +publican looked absent-minded, then he smiled: he +always thought old —— had a "smart look" about +him. "And so he has done all of you new chums, +eh! Say it again. How was it he did it? You are +too soft for this country."</p> + +<p>I was on the point of leaving, when a man came +in and asked me if I was old ——'s partner. I said +"yes." Would I be so good as to pay this bill for +two pounds odd shillings at once, or if I did not +he would make me into sausages. This was too +much. I know myself to be good-natured, and I +told him so, but if he had any evil designs on me, +why I would pull his nose. We had a long conversation +on this matter, and at last he agreed not +to annihilate me there and then, and I on my part +declared myself satisfied if he would give me his +pipe and tobacco and let me have a good long +smoke as a sort of proof to me that he bore me +no ill-will. When peace was thus restored, he became +very friendly, and explained to me that he had +misunderstood the matter before, and that he was +very sorry for me, but that he would yet make my +partner pay us all if I would only leave it to him +and go home. "Only leave it to him"? I had +nothing else to do but to go home, because in the +camp there was at least a bit to eat. So home I +went. But what a change had now come about in +my fortune! Not only the loss of the money<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span>—although +that was serious enough, but there was +the shock to my faith in human nature! Who +could I put faith in after this? I began in a sort +of mechanical way to cut hay again just to get away +from my thoughts. Then I threw the tools as far as +I could, and went to lie down in the tent with my +mind in a state of blank. Where would I go, and +what should I do next? After a while, the man +who had wanted me to pay a bill came and posted +a bill on a tree. He inquired of me if I had a horse, +and seemed very sorry for me when I told him +"no." He informed me also that I must not remove +anything, as to do so would be stealing. I understood +sufficient of the proceedings to know that +he also would be very "smart" if he could, and he +was scarcely gone, before a man came with another +summons, which was pasted underneath the first. +This would never do, thought I. Was I to allow +myself to be made a cricket-ball of by every one who +chose to play with me. I must be "smart" too, +and as soon as I got the idea, it struck me as an +immense joke. Would it have been wicked, thought +I, if I had been able to work a double game on the +old swindler who had taken me in? They seemed +to show respect for the swindler, and contempt for +the dupe; but then there was the risk of cheating +honest people, and that I could never do. No, that +must not be. But talking about cheating and +stealing, as the fellows who had posted the summonses +on the trees had done, now they were +trying to get paid their score out of the few things<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span> +which were left in the camp without regard to me, +and had the impudence to tell me that I must not +remove anything. Bosh! Was it not paid for +with my own money? Certainly all there might +not fetch ten shillings, but who had a better right +or more need of it than I? So, as the first step +in "smartness," I remembered that possession +amounts to nine points of the law, and for the rest +I would in my mind keep a sort of profit and loss +account, and I began at once by writing down my +present score and leaving open the opposite page +for such circumstances as the future might have +in store. Dangerous thoughts, I admit, but this +is the truth, and having found a weapon in this +determination, it did not take me ten minutes to +make up my mind what to do.</p> + +<p>There was a settler living not far away from +where we had been cutting hay. This man always +seemed to me to have a friendly air about him as +he would come past occasionally, and he had always +made a point of stopping to speak to me at such +times. He had several times invited me to come +and visit him, but I had never yet done so. I now +thought I would go and see him and ask him his +advice, whether he thought that I had a right +to claim what there was in the camp, and if so, +try to induce him to buy what there was. I accordingly +went over to his place and told him all +about my trouble. He was an Irishman. "Bad +luck to the ould offinder!" cried he, "and so he +has run away. This is an awful wurld. Ah, me<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span> +lad, take my advice, never have anything to do +with them Germans. Well, never mind, you are +a German too, but that one was worse than a +native dog anyhow, and so he was."</p> + +<p>I asked him what he thought about the things in +the camp, whether I might have them: there was an +axe, besides two scythes, a bucket, billy, frying-pan, +some old blankets and other articles, and then +there was the tent. "Oh, that was all right." I +could bring it all over to his place, and he would +swear to any one that it was his, and he would like +to see the man who would dispute it. I might +come too, he said, and live with him until I got +something to do. He would do much more than +that, only that he had no money. This seemed to +suit me in every respect, and I began at once +carrying over all that was in the tent to my new +friend's place; but the tent itself I let stand for +any one to fight about as they thought fit, or for the +Government to inherit—I did not care which. The +next few days I passed with the Irishman. He +was not married, and lived quite alone on this +piece of land which he had taken up as a selection. +The hut had only one room, and the absence of that +refining influence which is generally supposed to +pervade a place where women live, was painfully +apparent. The Irishman knew this very well, for +he had always a way of excusing the rampant disorder +in the hut by saying "that the Missis was +not at home, bad luck."</p> + +<p>Under the bunk were two bags of corn piled up<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span> +in the cobs, in another corner lay some turnips and +seed-potatoes; we boiled the corned beef and the +tea in the one billy, and if the billy was full of meat +or potatoes, when we wanted to make tea, it was +only the work of a second to topple it all out into +the bunk and fill the billy up with water for the tea. +I am sure I now ask my friend's pardon for repaying +his hospitality by describing these matters, +but as I hope this history of my life will be published, +it may possibly be read by young ladies, and +I cannot resist the temptation to show them the +faithful picture of a bachelor's den in the Queensland +bush. If it were a singular instance I should +not think it worth relating, but it is not; it would +be more correct to say it is the general rule.</p> + +<p>Every day I went into town and looked out for +something to do, but I found great difficulty. +Work was plentiful, but wherever I inquired if they +wanted a carpenter, their first question was about +my tools. I had no tools, and they would not +engage me. One evening I was in town on purpose +to speak to a contractor who had told me to +call at his private residence at nine o'clock with a +view to engaging me. As I was walking about +trying to kill the time, I found myself standing +down on the wharf, where I had come ashore the +first day I landed in Townsville. I was watching +the little steamer that used to run between the +town and the bay, and which now seemed to be +getting steam up, and in a vague sort of way I +wondered whether the steamer out in the bay was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span> +going north or south, so I asked one of the sailors. +"North," said he; "they go to Batavia, but they +call at the pearl fisheries at Cape Somerset. Are +you going?"</p> + +<p>I had, of course, never thought of it till that +moment, but as he said "pearl fisheries" it struck +me that it must be a delightful occupation to sit +fishing for pearls, and that it would be worth +running a risk to try to get to that place. Besides, +it would be a splendid adventure. So I said, +"Yes, I am going." "Have you been there +before?" said he; "perhaps you are a diver?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, I was a diver." I found out next that I +should just have time to go out to my camp in the +bush, to collect my swag and be back in time for +the steamer. I ran all the way there and back, +laughing to myself all the time, because there +seemed to myself such a splendid uncertainty about +how the adventure would turn out. I had got no +money, but it only troubled me so far as perhaps it +might make it impracticable to get on board. Anyhow, +I meant to have a hard try for it. When I +came back I stood watching the little steamer +until the moment they were about to cast off. Then +with a hue and cry I rushed on board.</p> + +<p>As we sailed down the river the captain said to +me, "Are you the diver?" "No savey." "Are you +going up to the pearl fisheries?" "No savey." +"Have you got a ticket?" "No savey." "Dang +that fellow! Are you——Deutcher?" "No savey." +"Well, if you 'no savey,' all I can tell you is<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span> +that you shall not get on board the steamer without +a ticket. You savey swim?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes, I savey swim belong de pearl all de +time?" "Oh, well, I think you had better go +back with us again, because they will only give you +to the sharks up there, if you try any tricks on +them."</p> + +<p>Here the conversation was interrupted by the +captain having to attend to the ship, and I +scrambled out of his way. It did not take long +before we were out alongside the large steamer, +and so as it was very close I watched my opportunity +and climbed up the side and on board. +There was a large coil of rope lying on the deck, +and into that I crept without a thought for the +morrow. I heard the ship getting under weigh and +then I slept, if not the sleep of the just, at least +without dreams.</p> + +<p>Next day was Sunday. I only woke up as the +sun was shining in my face, and then I got up +and looked around me. We were steaming along +the coast; there seemed to be nobody about but the +sailors. I had a walk about the deck and a wash +at the pump. Nobody spoke to me for some time, +until the steward came and in a most natural way +told me breakfast was ready. "Good!" He is +a sensible man, thought I, and I went below and +had a good meal. As soon as I had well finished, +the mate came in and asked me for my ticket. I +had formed no particular plan of campaign, but I +felt so self-confident and happy, that I was perfectly<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span> +convinced within myself that it would be impossible +for any one to be out of temper with me. It is +necessary to bear this in mind to believe what +follows. Mirth is catching, and is irresistible when +natural, but nothing but the genuine article will do +here. So now the mate came up to me and said, +"Ticket." I laughed and cried "No ticle." He +looked rather surprised at me, and held out his +hand saying, "Ticket." "Oh," cried I, laughing, +while I grasped his hand, "Ticket—oh I savey +you give me ticket?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, this won't do," said he, although I could +perceive my mirth was working on him. "Money, +money or ticket"—at the same time he took out +half a crown and showed it me. I tried to take +the half-crown from him and patted him on the +shoulder, saying, "Good fellow you," and when he +would not give it me, I told him he was too much +gammon for me altogether. At last I got him to +laugh properly, and then he said I was too much +gammon for him too, but that now I should have +to go off with him to the captain, because he could +not give me a free passage and could make neither +head nor tail of me in the bargain.</p> + +<p>"Come on," cried he; "to the captain you go."</p> + +<p>My whole frame shook with laughter. I do not +know why, I simply relate the fact. It seemed to +me so strange and comical that I was now here, a +regular loafer, a sort of criminal, and unemployed, +a—what not, not knowing where I was going and +not caring; and what would this blessed captain<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span> +do with me, or think of me? On we came, the +mate and I, up to the quarter-deck. There was a +good-looking man of thirty odd years of age reclining +at his ease in a sort of chair, more in a +lying than a sitting posture. He was playing with +the hand of a lady who was sitting alongside of +him, and they looked so affectionately at one +another that I made sure at once they were not +husband and wife! Besides these, the only other +person on deck was the man at the wheel. On we +came, and the mate presented me as a stowaway. +I saluted the lady and the captain airily, and he +spoke to me, but I paid no attention to what he +was saying. I was looking at the lady and thinking +of my adventure in Bowen, the first time I saluted +a lady in Queensland. My sides shook with laughter +until I saw the lady in the same condition; then +I exploded. The lady, the captain, the mate, and +the man at the wheel all followed suit! I beat +my chest and called on all the saints to give me +strength to stop, but I could not, and we all kept +laughing until, from utter exhaustion, the lady and +the captain were lying back in their chairs with +averted faces, the mate was hanging over the +gunwale, and I was lying on my elbow on the deck, +regularly sick. Every time the captain or any of +them were looking at me they made me laugh +again. At last the captain, after several attempts +to speak to me cried, "Go away, go away; I speak +to you by and by."</p> + +<p>I had not been gone half an hour before I was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span> +called back again. The lady was this time sitting +with her back to me. The captain said, "What +have you got to say for yourself?"</p> + +<p>I somehow felt sure that it was all right, and +that the lady was going to say a good word for me, +or had done so already. Anyhow I altered my +tactics, and told them how it was that I had no +money, and how I somehow, perhaps recklessly, +but on the spur of the moment, had got on board. +When I had finished speaking I felt very foolish, +and as the lady turned round and looked at me, I +blushed up to the roots of my hair, and felt very +much ashamed. Then the captain said, "And +what do you want to do at Cape Somerset?"</p> + +<p>I did not know. "Have you no money?" "No." +"No friends there?" "No." "You have been +very foolish."</p> + +<p>After a while he said: "There will be nothing +for you to do at Cape Somerset and as little at +Batavia. The only thing I can do for you is to +put you ashore at Cardwell, here, on the coast. +There is a settlement there and some sugar plantations +up the river. I will do that for you, if you +like."</p> + +<p>I thanked him very much, and said I did not +know what to do with myself. "All right, you can +hold yourself in readiness to go ashore."</p> + +<p>A couple of hours afterwards, the steamer was +very close to land, and I saw some houses on the +beach. A boat was lowered and manned by sailors, +and I was told to get in. But so benevolent did<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span> +the captain prove, that they bundled in after me a +lot of flour, tea, sugar, and meat, also a tent. I +felt completely crushed: I sat in the boat and dared +not look around; only after they put me ashore I +waved my handkerchief, and there, yes, they were +waving their handkerchiefs back to me. There +seemed to be a big lump in my throat. Was I in +love? Perhaps I was, I do not know, but I felt +very sure that if just then I had thought that I +could have obliged either the captain or the lady +on board by drowning myself, I would have done +it. They had put me ashore in a place where the +houses which formed the settlement were hidden +from my view, and I was glad of it, because I did +not want to see everybody. I found a little stream +of water close by, then I pitched the tent and laid +myself down outside, looking after the smoke of +the steamer as long as I could see the slightest +sign of it. An unspeakable longing for home, a +craving for sympathy, was all over me. I suppose +most people have felt the same emotion. I did +not go up to town for two or three days after; +I remained lying on the beach all day looking out +over the sea, and half the night I would walk up +and down thinking, or, perhaps it would be more +correct to say, <i>feeling</i> all sorts of things.</p> + +<p>If we would all only always remember the value +of a kind word, or a little genuine sympathy, how +much better the world would be! Who shall say +what I might have been to-day, or into what +channels my mind might have been led, if the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> +captain had acted towards me as he would have +been quite justified in doing—that is, if he had +given me in charge of the police when we came to +a shore, and if I had been just a week or two in the +lock-up? I had been wronged in Townsville, and +afterwards I had received the impression that it +was a case of each man for himself without fear or +favour. What this impression would have led to +if it had not been in this happy way checked in +the very beginning, is hard to say, but when at last +I bent my steps towards the dozen or two of houses +which formed the township of Cardwell, it was with +a resolution to do my best, but not to sail again +under false colours.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page131" name="page131"></a>CHAPTER VI.<br /> +<br /> + +ON THE HERBERT RIVER.</h2> + + +<p>From the glimpses I already had of the settlement, +I came to the conclusion that it was of +no use looking for carpenter's work here, so I went +into the most conspicuous house I could see, viz., +the hotel, and asked for a job of any kind. There +were three or four men in the bar, dried-up looking +mummies they seemed to me, but very friendly, +for they began at once to mix in the conversation, +and after I had told everybody all round where I +came from, how old I was, what I could do, how +long I had been in the country, and a lot more +besides, they held a consultation among themselves, +and agreed that my best plan was to go up +on the sugar plantations on the Herbert River. +It appeared that the mail for the plantation was +taken up the river once a fortnight from Cardwell +in a common boat, and my new friends, after +standing drinks all round, unsolicited went to the +captain about letting me go with him, and pull an +oar in lieu of passage money. They asked me +into dinner, as a matter of course; and who should +I see waiting at the table but a German girl, one<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span> +of my shipmates. "Happy meeting." Then for +two or three more days I was breaking firewood +for a living, and meanwhile it seemed as if I was +the admiration of the whole community, because +Cardwell is, and was then, as well as the Herbert +River, a fearful place for fever, and the whole +population was in a constant state of disease. As +for me, Queensland had so far, I believe, rather +improved my appearance than otherwise. Anyhow, +it was a case all the day through to answer +people how long I had been in the country; then +they would say, "Hah! Europe, the old country—that +must be the best place, after all. Look at +his cheeks!" Then I would be advised to clear +out again as fast as I came, or else in three months +I should look like everybody around me. It used +to surprise me very much, but I could not understand + +it, because the climate seemed to me excellent; +and as everybody seemed so kind, and I was +in the best of health, I only laughed at their +sayings. Meanwhile I had spoken to the man in +charge of the mail-boat, and one day at noon I +embarked for the plantations. It was an ordinary +rowing boat, and besides myself it had two other +occupants—the captain, who was a Frenchman; +the other an American. They both, on ordinary +occasions, each pulled an oar; but this time, as +I was there, the captain took the helm and I the +oar. I pulled away as hard as I could, and did +not see much of where we were going, but by the +time it grew dark we were past the mouth of the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span> +river, and in smooth water. We dropped anchor +in the middle of the river, because, as the captain +explained to me, if we were to run ashore an alligator +would be sure to try and crawl into the boat. +They had appliances in the boat for boiling water, +and after tea they both sat for a couple of hours +spinning alligator yarns. I listened with great +interest and not without fear, because the river +was swarming with the reptiles. The blacks were +also at that time so bad that no one dared to go +overland to the plantations, unless in a large company. +Here in the boat we had two loaded rifles +and two revolvers, and before we reached the plantations +I saw enough to convince me that it was +necessary to be very careful when we had occasion +to go ashore. It was also considered always necessary +for one to keep watch the whole night, and as +I was not sleepy I took the first watch, while the +other two laid themselves down and soon snored +lustily. Put there staring out into the darkness, +with the loaded rifle over my knee, could it really +be true, as my two shipmates had just assured +me, that I was bound to catch the fever before +three months were over? How did people here +do when they were sick? I had asked that +question also, and they had answered it by asking +me if I thought anybody here was running about +with a hospital on his back. And when any one +died, it appeared that they rolled the body in a +blanket and threw it in the river for the alligators +to do the rest! These alligators, too, which might<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span> +at any time upset the boat and eat us! Would it +be my fate to serve as food for one of them? +Horrible thought. But I had heard that evening +so much about alligators; how, if I were at any +time to be caught by one I should try to stick my +finger into its eye, and that it would then eject +me again; the whole thing being just as if it +were a most natural and common occurrence here +for people to be eaten by these monsters. Then +there were the blacks; they were both savage and +numerous, and I had got strict orders to listen +with all my ears for any surprise from them. I +had taken great notice that when boiling the tea +my shipmates had been very careful to conceal +the fire.</p> + +<p>Bang! crack! went the rifle. Up rushed the +Frenchman and the American, revolvers in hand. +I stared at them. They stared at me.</p> + +<p>"What is the matter?" whispered the captain.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," whispered I; "the gun went +off."</p> + +<p>It was well for me, perhaps, that I was not +familiar with the French language, or else who +knows but the Franco-German war might not have +been renewed between myself and the captain. +He screamed and laughed and swore both "Mon +Dieu" and "Sacre bleu," and then he assured me +that it was only because I was a German that I +was afraid!</p> + +<p>The Yankee sat and smoked his pipe, and +laughed in a peculiar way; and, wild and ashamed<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span> +of myself, I could not help feeling amused at him, +because he laughed, although the grimaces in his +face were exactly those another man would make +if he were going to cry. By and by the captain +began to feel calmer, and as I was disposed only +to feel angry with myself for the fear which had +caused me to press on the trigger of the rifle until +it went off, we were soon friends again. My watch +was over, and I laid down to sleep, while the +two others took their turn to watch the rest of the +night. At break of day we hoisted the anchor and +began to propel the boat again. I never remember +anything in nature making the same impression on +me as the scenery around us. The broad river, or +inlet, was dotted all over with beautiful small +islands, then on the mainland the hills seemed to +rise to immense heights, covered with the primeval +forest. The sun rose and shone with that splendour +that those who have been in the tropics can +alone imagine. Parrots and all other birds flew +about in great numbers, screaming as if with joy.</p> + +<p>At sunrise we went ashore on a small island +about half an acre in extent, but verdant with +tropical plants, quite a home of summer! Here +we had breakfast and a rest before we started +again. How inconceivable did it seem to me that +this climate should be so unhealthy as they said +it was. Anyhow, it seemed to me that to have +seen this place would be justification for saying +one had not lived in vain, and if the worst +was to come, death seemed to me to have no<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span> +terror if one might be buried on that island. We +now started off again, pulling the boat. Shortly +after, the sky became overcast and rain began to +pour down. First, we had taken all our clothes +off and covered them up with a piece of canvas. +The rain descended in sheets of water all day, and +we had a rare bath all the time; one was always +baling the boat and the other pulling. I can +never forget that weary day. We could not make +a fire, we had no shelter, and scarcely five +minutes' rest or interval from pulling. A sort of +morose silence seemed to settle over us all. Long +after dark in the evening did it keep on raining, +and I began to wonder where we should put ourselves +that night. As the others said nothing, I +did not intend to be the first to knock under. +Still, I was ready to drop as I pulled along in the +pitch darkness, and it made it much worse that I +did not know but that I might have to do it all +night. At last the captain took up a horn and +blew a tune on it, and a few minutes later we +heard a fearful barking as of a score of big dogs. +We had arrived at the place where the township +of Ingham stands to-day. At that time there was +only one solitary house built on high posts, with +plenty of room to walk about underneath. I +understood the house was the joint property of the +planters further up the river, and the place was +used as a sort of depôt. There was an old man in +charge, the only inhabitant; he lived there all +alone, protected by a score of dogs, the most<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span> +ferocious-looking beasts I ever saw. It was also +part of his duty to receive and be hospitable to +such travellers as might find their way there. I +was told these details while in the boat, and +cautioned not to run the boat ashore before we +were invited, as the dogs for certain would tear +me to pieces. We heard the old fellow cooeing, +and shortly after he came down to us. He had a +lantern hung around his neck, and two ferocious-looking +dogs were held in chains by him, striving +and tearing to get at us. Some more dogs, which +he said were quiet, but which did not look so, +were barking and straining after us at the landing-place. +My shipmates had been there before, and +at last the dogs seemed to know them; but poor I +had to remain by myself in the boat until the old +man had got all the dogs chained again. At last +I came ashore. Oh, the joy now of a fire, dry +clothes, a good supper, a glass of grog, and a good +bed! A good bed in the Queensland bush means +two saplings stuck through a couple of flour-bags, +with two sticks nailed across at the head and the +foot to keep them apart.</p> + +<p>The next evening, after another hard day's +pulling, we came to the first plantation. This +seemed quite a large place. I cannot now after +so many years state how many people there were +or what they were doing, if ever I knew it; but +let it suffice to say that we were all well received +at supper-time in the single men's hut, where a +large crowd of men were collected. The French<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span> +man told me I should be sure to get a job as +carpenter from the planter, and that I must +demand three pounds sterling per week and board +for my services, nothing less. I slept that night +on the dining-table, as there was no spare bunk; +and I remember that night with great distinctness, +on account of what I suffered from mosquitoes. +The next morning I saw the planter, and asked +him for a job as carpenter. "Yes," said he; I +was the very man he wanted. He intended to +build a house of split timber; I might give him a +price. He would order a couple of horses, and we +would ride out to look for timber, and if I liked the +trees, so much the better. This was a thing I did +not then understand anything about, and I told +him so. "Never mind," said he, "I will find you +something; you can make me a waggon." I told +him waggons were not in my line. "What is in +your line, then?" inquired he.</p> + +<p>I understood the carpentry needed in brick-building, +or at least part of it, and I could make joinery +of sawn timber.</p> + +<p>"Very well; when he wanted a brick building, +or joinery made of sawn timber, he would send for +me."</p> + +<p>Then he walked off in a bad humour, and I had +to go back to the boat to tell my shipmates how +I had fared. That same day, at dinner-time, we +arrived at the next plantation. I was by this time +in very low spirits, because I did not know what +was to become of me. Everybody seemed to have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span> +an errand and something to do except myself, and +I did not see how and when my services would be +called into requisition; but my two shipmates kept +telling me it was my own fault, and that I should +take anything I could get to do. So I would, but +what was it I could do? Anyhow, they kept +telling me that here was the only likely place left, +and I there <i>must</i> get a job. I must say I could do +anything. After I had dined, the Frenchman kept +poking at me and pointing out to me the planter, +telling me I must ask for a job. So I mustered +up courage and went up and spoke to him. +"What can you do?" "Anything." "Can +you cook?" "Do you mean making dinners?" +"Yes." "No, I cannot do that." "Can you +split fencing stuff?" "No." "Can you make +brick?" "No." "Can you chip?" "What is +that?" "Kill weeds with a hoe." "I never +did it before." "I am afraid it is difficult to find +you a job. You say you can do anything: what +is it you can do?"</p> + +<p>I was again quite crestfallen as I said, "I do +not think I can do <i>any</i>thing." "Well, then, I +cannot find you anything to do." With that he +went his way, and I came back to where the +Frenchman sat, and I had to tell him once more +of my hard fate. At this he began to swear in +French like one demented, and asked me had I +never told the planter I was a carpenter. "No." +"Mon Dieu! oh, Mon Dieu, was any one like +this infant!" Then he ran after the planter and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[Pg 140]</a></span> +spoke to him, and soon they both came back. +The planter then said he had been told I was a +carpenter, and that he was prepared to find work +for me at that trade, but that he would prefer me +to go into the boat to the next plantation, as he +knew his neighbour was much in want of me. If +I did not get on there he would employ me as I +came back. What a relief I felt, especially as I +understood they did not expect me to build houses +out of growing trees! The next evening we passed +the place where I was told I could get work, but it +was on the other side of the river. A man stood +down by the water's edge hailing the boat. He +sang out to us if we thought it possible he might +get a carpenter in Cardwell. It was music in +my ears. The Frenchman cried back: "We have +one on the boat." The man on shore replied he +wanted one to make boxes, tables, and the like. I +was ready to jump out of the boat with anxiety, +but I had to content myself, as my shipmates +would not let me off before the return journey, +and so I had to ply the oar until, far out into the +night, we arrived at the furthest point of our +journey, viz., the Native Police camp.</p> + +<p>I may say a few words about this establishment. +Round about in Queensland, on the furthest outskirts +of settlements, some official will be stationed +in charge of half a dozen aboriginals, trained in +the use of the rifle and amenable to discipline. It +is the duty of this official, with the assistance of +his troopers, to fill the aborigines with terror, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[Pg 141]</a></span> +to use such means to that end as his own judgment +may dictate. White men to hunt the blacks +with would be useless, as they could never track +them through the jungle, and would no doubt also +be too squeamish to fight the natives with their +own weapons. But the blacks themselves delight +in being cruel to their own kind. Often while I +was on the Herbert, would I see them coming past, +like regular bloodhounds, quite naked, with their +rifle in their hand and a belt around their waist +containing ammunition and the large scrub knife. +Their bodies would be smeared over with grease, +so as to be slippery to the touch. They would +then be out on an expedition. It no doubt requires +all the authority their officer can command +at such times to temper the wind to the shorn +lamb. As the district becomes settled the aboriginals +grow quiet, and the native police camp will +then be shifted further on. While I was on the +Herbert I never saw any other blacks besides the +police, although the blacks were about then in +great numbers. We often saw their tracks, but +they never showed themselves unless when they +could not help it.</p> + +<p>We arrived at the police camp about two or +three o'clock in the morning, and were received at +the landing-place by two of the troopers, who +stood there without saying a word, as if they were +watching for us. They were black as the night +itself, and as I never saw them until I was out of +the boat, I fairly ran against them. One of them<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[Pg 142]</a></span> +had a pipe in his mouth, and the only thing that +indicated his presence was a glowing bit of coal he +had stuck into it. The other one, as I already +stated, I ran against, and I was quite startled as I +looked into his gleaming eyes and as I stretched +out my hands felt his greasy cold flesh! So I sang +out, "Hi! vot name? Where you sit down?" +that being the usual greeting to a blackfellow, but +although none of them spoke a sentence, I was +reassured in the next moment, as I saw a gentlemanly +young man, dressed in a pyjamas, coming +down to greet us. This was their officer, and as +he led us towards the house I thought that it +must be a cruel life for any white man to lead +alone in such a place with nobody but a lot of +howling savages to exchange a thought with. I +do not think the whole clearing was more than +half an acre in extent. In the middle of it stood +a house built on posts eight feet high. It contained +two rooms. This was where the officer +lived. In the yard, or whatever you liked to call +the clearing, was a fire, and around it sat or lay all +these black troopers. Australian blacks will not +sleep in a house if they can possibly avoid it, so +this was their regular camping-place. A more +wild and desolate spot than this looked to me, +with all these naked savages lying in the yard, +and with weapons piled about both outside and +inside the house, cannot be conceived.</p> + +<p>The next day, on our return journey, I parted +company with my two fellow-travellers, and went<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span> +ashore at —— plantation, where I got a job as +carpenter for two pounds ten shillings per week +and my board. This was a place which scarcely +could be called a plantation yet, as it was only just +formed. The owner and his family lived there in +a large slab-house, erected on wooden piles ten or +twelve feet out of the ground. There were also a +few outbuildings, but any real work was not going +on, only one man, a bullock driver, being engaged +on the premises. My "boss" told me, though, +that he expected a hundred Kankas shortly from +the South Sea Islands, and that he wanted me to +fit up bunks for them, put together tables, troughs +for making bread in, furniture for his own house, +and such like. I perceived a few thousand feet of +sawn cedar lying about, and there and then I +started work to astonish the natives. I never +worked with greater perseverance than then. The +tools were in a fearful condition, but I soon got +them into some shape. Then I rigged up a bench +and made a sunshade out in the yard, where the +young lady could see me working, and then it +began to rain tables, sofas, chairs, and bunks, so +much that I am not afraid to say that I quickly +became a favourite. I found out here that I was +more capable than I myself thought, because I +even made a first-rate boat, in which I had the +pleasure of rowing about the river with Mr. ——'s +daughter, and in which she and her father afterwards +travelled to Cardwell. Miss —— had been +with her parents on the Herbert for a year, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span> +shortly after I arrived on the scene she went to a +boarding-school in Sydney. On his return journey +from Cardwell Mr. —— brought home a servant +girl, who proved to be the German girl I already +have mentioned as having seen in Cardwell. I +relate this matter not because I took any particular +interest in this girl, but because I have +by and by to write about what happened to all +of us.</p> + +<p><a id="page145" name="page145"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_166.png"> +<img src="images/illus_166.png" alt="AN ALLIGATOR POOL" title="AN ALLIGATOR POOL"/> +</a></div> +<div class="center"><p class="caption">AN ALLIGATOR POOL</p></div> + +<p>My "boss" was in my eyes a regular hero, or +Nimrod, if you like. I went out shooting with +him both morning and evening, and all Sunday as +well, and became after a while quite a good shot. +But one thing troubled Mr. ——; it was this: +that although alligators were a daily terror, he had +never yet been able to shoot one. When we went +out shooting he had always a rifle with him, loaded +with ball, and we would crawl about some fearful +places and follow the tracks of alligators, but still +we had no luck. As for me, I professed to be very +sorry too, that we did not run right up against one. +I had great faith in Mr. ——, and I do not think +he had any suspicion that I was really afraid; +still I always drew a sigh of relief when we +came home from one of our expeditions. There +is so much boasting going on in Queensland +about alligators, that it is next to a proverb +here when one is telling an untrue tale to say that +it is "an alligator yarn," and I am, therefore, +almost ashamed to write about it. Still alligators +are a reality, and up there we knew it. On the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span>river-bank, in front of the house was a spring, from +which we got the water supply for the house but +so nervous were we that no one dared to go to it +without the utmost precaution. Every morning +Mr. —— would come and ask the bullock driver +and me if we were prepared to fetch water. Then +he would get his rifle and take up a position on +the river-bank from which he could overlook the +surroundings, while we went down to carry up a +supply of water.</p> + +<p>And now I will relate an alligator story, although +I have been much tempted to pass it over for the +reason already stated. One day after dinner +Mr. —— came to me much excited, and told me +that an alligator had taken one of the working bullocks +which had been lying down a few hundred +yards from the house, in broad daylight too. We +then went down to see about it, and there were the +tracks of the bullock and the alligator. It showed +plainly that the alligator must have taken the +bullock in the hind-quarters and have dragged it +along, because the earth was regularly ploughed up +where the bullock had been holding back with its +head and forelegs; it had been dragged right down +to the river's edge and then killed and partly eaten. +As we ran the tracks down, we saw the alligator +by the bullock, but it dropped like a stone into the +water on our approach. Mr. —— turned to me with +sparkling eyes. "Now is our chance," cried he; +"to-night and to-morrow night it will come again +and eat of the bullock. Then we can shoot it."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span> +Was it not fun? Anyhow I said I would make one +of the shooting party, and then he began to unfold +our plan of campaign. To begin with he thought +it best to delay till the next evening as the alligator +would then be sure to be more quiet. We were to +take up a concealed position to windward of the +bullock's carcass, and await the arrival of the +monster. And so the next evening came, and after +tea, while it was yet light, Mr. —— came and asked +me if I was ready. "Yes," cried I. I was ready, +and in a very ferocious spirit besides! Well, then, +we would get the weapons. The two rifles were +loaded, and each of us had a six-chambered revolver +as well. As for me, I stuck a butcher's knife in my +belt also, as a last resource, but Mr. —— laughed +at me for doing it and assured me that before I +could find use for that I should be in the alligator's +stomach. Then we went, Mr. —— first and I +close behind. The river-bank nearest the water +was very steep for about thirty yards, then there +was a gentle slope for another twenty yards or so, +and on that slope the carcass of the bullock was +now lying. We were very careful to have the wind +against us, as the alligator is very shy as a rule, and +Mr. —— said it would be sure to clear off if it +could smell us. Then we lay down behind some +bushes in a most overpowering smell from the +bullock; but what will one not do for glory? It +was agreed between us that we should both fire at +the same moment, and that Mr. —— should give +the signal. We were lying flat on the ground, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span> +one of Mr. ——'s legs was touching me, and it was +further agreed that I was not on any account to +fire before he with his leg pressed mine in a certain +way. Then I was to fire into the mouth of the +alligator, while he at the same moment would try +to send a ball through its eye. We were lying in +this position nearly up to midnight, when we heard +some heavy body come creeping up the hill, but +still out of sight. Now and then the noise would +cease for a minute or two, then it would come on +again, until at last we saw the dark mass of the +alligator come crawling up to the bullock and begin +to tear at it. I was not a bit nervous, because I +could see it quite distinctly, but I was very impatient +for the signal to fire which did not come, +and I dared not move round sufficiently to look at +Mr. —— either. The alligator was turning this +way and that way. Now, I thought, is the time. +Still no signal. Then it turned right round, and at +one time I thought its tail was going to sweep us +away. Just when our chance was best we heard +another alligator coming crawling up the bank. +It was at that moment quite impossible to fire +according to the position in which the first alligator +was lying, but as it was moving about rapidly I +thought it best in any case to ignore as well as I +could the presence of the second alligator, which +we could not yet see. At last the first one began +to snap its jaws in that peculiar way which only +one who has seen a live alligator knows. Then +came the signal. Bang! went the rifles. The<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span> +beast never moved a muscle. It was quite dead, +and we could hear the other alligator tearing and +rolling down into the water again. Mr. —— got +up and wiped his face. "I was afraid of you getting +excited," said he. I admitted I was thankful +the sport was over, and without giving ourselves +time to measure the reptile we decamped out of +the smell as fast as we could. It was fairly overpowering, +and it took the best part of a bottle of +Scotch whiskey, which the "boss" introduced, to +make me believe that it was possible to go through +such adventure and still live.</p> + +<p>It had for a long time been the wish of Mrs. —— +and the children to visit their nearest neighbour, +who, however, lived some fourteen miles away. +One evening preparations were made for the whole +family to start at daybreak next morning on the +bullock dray. It was quite a perilous journey for +a lady and children to undertake, as the track was +through the dense jungle most of the way, and +through grass eight feet high at other places, and +swamps, creeks, and gullies had to be crossed. +Mr. —— told me that he could not possibly be +back before the next night, and that he entrusted +everything at home to my care while he was away, +the girl included, and that I might take a holiday +until they came back, so that I on no account left +the premises. He also advised me that as it was +possible I might have a surprise from the blacks I +had better sleep for the night up in the house, +which, as I have already stated, stood on high<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span> +piles, and was only accessible by means of a narrow +staircase. The next morning, then, they all went +away, the bullock driver and all the dogs included. +Twelve bullocks pulled the dray, into which a lot of +bed-clothes were piled. There sat the lady and +the children. Mr. —— was on horseback, armed +with his rifle and revolvers. The driver cracked +his long whip and all the dogs barked and jumped +about. I stood by seeing them off and feeling +quite important too, as I was the garrison left to +defend the home until the travellers should return. +About dinner-time that same day two travellers +came in a boat from one of the plantations and +asked to speak to Mr. ——. This was rather remarkable, +as we scarcely ever saw any other people +than the boatmen when they brought the mail, +and occasionally the black trackers from the police +camp, but I told them that Mr. —— and the +whole family had left that morning in the bullock +dray. They seemed surprised.</p> + +<p>"All of them, did you say?"</p> + +<p>"Yes," replied I.</p> + +<p>"It means good-bye," said they both. "You will +never see any of them again; they have cleared +off."</p> + +<p>I was surprised and incredulous. My friends +seemed quite sure.</p> + +<p>"And what did he say to you when they left?" +inquired one.</p> + +<p>"He told me I need not work until he came +back, but that I must not leave the premises. He<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span> +also said that he entrusted everything to my +care."</p> + +<p>"My word," said they, "it is a nasty trust. +Why, the blacks will be sure to rush the place one +of these days, perhaps to-night, for they are certain +to have seen the others going away."</p> + +<p>Then they began to commiserate with me on +what was to become of myself and the girl, as we +were sure to fall into the hands of the blacks, and +they offered to take us both away in the boat with +them. But I could not see it in that way. I knew +that in all probability we should have no visitors +for ten or eleven days until the mailman came. +But where was I to go? I had now a good deal of +money coming to me. Who was to pay me? +Besides, it might only be all nonsense. Still the +responsibility seemed great. I took the girl aside +and asked her if she liked to go in the boat and +leave me. She began to cry, and said she would +rather stay, and did not like the fellows. If there +is anything that could ever make me desperate it +is to see a woman cry. So I began to give the two +strangers the cold shoulder, and to show them that +I had a rifle, six fowling-pieces, a revolver, and any +amount of ammunition, and that I would, if it +was necessary, defend the place against all the +blacks in the district, but neither the girl nor I +would budge out of the place before we were paid, +and that, moreover, we did not believe that the +"boss" had cleared off, but that he would be back +the next evening.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span></p> + +<p>After these fellows were gone I held a council of +war with the girl. We turned and twisted probabilities +for or against, were they coming back or +were they not? Evening came and we sat up in +the blockhouse and dared not go to bed. Wherever +I moved there the girl was after me. I had all the +guns standing loaded alongside me, but we dared +not light a lamp for fear of attracting the blacks. +We sat whispering and listening. Every time the +wind would rustle the leaves in the garden the girl +made a grab at me and cried, "There they are! +There they are!"</p> + +<p>At last I induced her to go to her room, and then +I dozed off myself, and did not wake up before it +was broad daylight. The first thing we did that +morning on coming downstairs was to look for +tracks from the blacks, to see if they had been +about. I was not a very good tracker then, but we +found what proved to our entire satisfaction that +the aboriginals had been about in great numbers. +This terrified the girl completely, and she upbraided +me for having slept during the night, and implored +me not to do so again; also she wished she had +gone with the strangers the day before; and then +she began praying in great excitement that it might +not be her fate to fall into the hands of savages. +Of course all this had its influence on me, and +as the day went on we completely discarded +the possibility of our employers returning, and +only thought of how best to protect ourselves from +the blacks. I made up my mind, therefore, that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span> +the time had now arrived for me to show myself +great and brave, and at all events to sell my life +dearly. Good generalship, however, was likely, +thought I, to do more for me than bravery unassisted +by judgment, and for that reason I began +to think how to act so as to be prepared for the +worst. I knew this much, that the greatest danger +from a surprise would be about sunrise. But as I +was alone I could see that it would be impossible +for me to defend the whole property. I must +therefore retire to the main house, which, standing +isolated and on high piles, would offer a good fortification. +But if I had to abandon the outhouses, +they would then fall into the hands of the enemy +and he would be enriched by all there was to be +found in them. I must, therefore, while I had time, +carry everything I could up to the house, and, +perhaps, it would be better to burn the outhouses +down afterwards, so that they might not serve as a +hiding-place for the blacks. I would see about +that, but my first duty was to carry everything +upstairs, and at all events commenced. No sooner +said than done. The girl and I carried everything +we could lay our hands on, upstairs. I also carried +up water enough to last us for a fortnight or more, +three large tubsful. All the firewood that was +lying handy I also humped up, although there was +no fireplace upstairs; but I wanted to do all I +could, and in my energy I could not be still.</p> + +<p>In this way the day passed and evening came +again. As no one had returned what hope we<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[Pg 153]</a></span> +might have had was now dead, and as for me I +felt like a glorious Spartan, quite certain that the +blacks would come and that I should let daylight +through every one of them. All my guns, of course, +were loaded, and I was showing them off to the +girl, explaining to her that it was my intention, after +having defended the door as long as I could, to +retire from room to room and keep up the war all +the time. But she was nevertheless timid, and I +feared much that she should, by taking hold of me, +which indeed she did all the time, prevent me from +firing, and I asked her, therefore, again to retire to +her room. She implored me to let her stay with me, +and said she did not mind so that we might die +together. Then she began to hug me. What new +and unexpected horror was this? Was this a man-trap, +or what? Was there not trouble enough +already? Surely, thought I, if ever a man needed +a stimulant to keep up his pluck, I am that man. +Happy thought! I knew where the "boss" kept +his whiskey. I went to the cupboard and took a +long, deep pull at the bottle. "Dearest Amelia," +cried I, "remember that in the time of our glorious +forefathers it was the duty of the Danish maidens +to hand the cup to the warriors, both before they +went to battle and when they came home. Do +now! Let me. Oblige me to drink of this bottle. +It is only schnapps. Do! That is right. Here is +luck! And death and destruction to our enemies! +And now retire to your room. Good-night. Nothing +shall harm you. Barricade the door from the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[Pg 154]</a></span> +inside. Let me lock it from the outside. And +now," cried I, "I make it impossible for anyone to +get near you. Here goes the key."</p> + +<p>With that, having turned the key twice in the +lock after her, I threw it out of the window as far as +I could! I felt then as bloodthirsty as any savage. +Why did these blacks not come? The only thing +that puzzled me, as I traversed the house from one +shutter to another, was what I should do if they +came underneath the house. They might then fire +the building. No, they should not. I would have +them yet. I would take the two-inch augur and +bore holes all over the floor, so that I might shoot +through. I was soon boring away making holes +for a long time right and left, when the girl +whispered, "What are you doing?"</p> + +<p>"I am boring holes," cried I, "in the floor to +shoot through. Shall I bore a hole in your door? +Then you could kill half a dozen with a revolver. +If you have a mind, I will."</p> + +<p>"Oh, there they are!" cried the girl.</p> + +<p>"Ha, where? Come on!"</p> + +<p>"Stop, you fool, it is the master and the missis. +Don't you hear the whip? Let me out."</p> + +<p>"Master and missis? I cannot let you out. I +have thrown the key away."</p> + +<p>Then it dawned on me what a fearful ass I must +presently appear. It is impossible for me to keep +on with the particulars. I could not find the key +again and let the girl out. The floor was spoiled, +the house upside down. I should have been game<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[Pg 155]</a></span> +to have fought his Satanic Majesty himself, but to +face the contempt of the "boss" and good, kind +Mrs. —— was terrible. So I talked through the +door at the girl and told her to say, if any one +made inquiries for me, that I was not at home. +With that I decamped, and did not present myself +before the next midday. After a while the matter +was only referred to as a joke.</p> + +<p>I should have liked very much to have been able +to write a detailed account of the whole twelve +months I spent at this place. I am quite sure +that if truly written, much of it would prove +interesting to people who never were so far north, +but I must of necessity pass quickly over many +things of which I should have liked to write more +fully, or else I shall never come to the end of my +travels. Suffice it, therefore, to say that the +Kanakas arrived in great numbers; that the +"boss" and I went to Cardwell on horseback to +fetch them; that a lot of white men were also +brought together on the plantation; that I was +overseer, or "nigger driver," over part of the +Kanakas for some time; that I, during the twelve +months, gained a good deal of colonial experience: +learned to ride, drive bullocks, split fencing stuff, +&c., also how to build slab-houses, as they are +called—that is, to go into the bush, and with the +help of a few tools, single-handed, to make a good +house out of the growing trees. All this I learned, +more or less, and then when I had been there +about twelve months I caught the fever. This<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[Pg 156]</a></span> +fever is, I believe, peculiar to certain parts of +North Queensland; it is not deadly, but very +common, indeed my impression is that there was +not a man on the Herbert River who had not got +it more or less. It comes with shivering of cold, +followed by thirst and utter exhaustion, once a +day or once every second day. Most people are +able to work all the time they have it until they +feel the "shakes" coming over them. Then perforce +they must lie down, but they generally get +up to their work again after the prostration which +follows is over. With me it was different. A +couple of weeks of it made me so weak that when +I felt myself strongest I could only stagger about +with the help of a big stick. I had built a +carpenter's shop, and my room was off that. Then +I would lie down of an evening on the bed, with +bed-clothes piled on me enough to smother one, +and still the gasping and the "shakes" would +gradually commence. The very marrow in one's +bones seemed frozen, while the teeth would rattle +in the head, and the breath would come and go +with fearful quickness. After a couple of hours of +this, heat and prostration would follow, coupled +with terrible thirst. Of course there was no +hospital, and there was no one to hand one a +drink. When I properly understood the matter, I +would always place my wash-basin in the bed, +filled with water, so that when the time came I +could lean over and drink, because I was too weak +to lift a billy can or a pint pot off the floor. But<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[Pg 157]</a></span> +when I upset this basin, which happened once, my +sufferings were intense. I remember on two or +three occasions when I had no water how I tried +to get out of bed, how I fell and lay on the floor +for hours, then crept on my hands and knees out +around the shed to where a bench stood with a tub +of water on. There I would sit or lie over the +water for hours and drink. Such a matter as this +excites no sympathy in a place like that. There +were now a lot of other men, and most of them +had a touch of the fever as well. If I had slept +among other men I have no doubt some one would +have given me a drink, but to ask any one to sit +up with me, or disturb their night's rest on that +account, would have been asking too much, I fear. +Then when I had been alone before the new hands +arrived, I had shared pot-luck with my employer +and his family, but now it seemed as if one was +only lost in a crowd. I had nothing to eat but +half-putrid corned beef and bread, served on a +dirty tin plate, tea of the cheapest sort, boiled in +a bucket, and sweetened with dirty black sugar, +was my fare too. How could any sick person eat +or drink such stuff? As I write now it seems to +me it is enough to cause a strong man to die of +slow starvation, and yet it is the ordinary average +diet put before working men all over the Queensland +bush twenty-one times a week. One day +Mrs. —— came down and asked me very sympathetically +how I was getting on. So I showed +her my plate with my dinner on, covered with<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[Pg 158]</a></span> +flies as it was, and very unappetizing indeed, +and upbraided her and her husband for serving +such rations. "Dear me, how shocking! None +of the other men complained. Was the meat +bad?" Then she assured me I should have +anything I wished for, and for the last few days I +was there I was constantly invited to their own +table, although I scarcely could eat anything even +there. But I thought I had been there long +enough, and when the mailman came in his boat I +took a friendly leave of my employer and his +family, and was assisted down into the boat. I +had with me then my cheque for a hundred pounds +sterling, and another for seven or eight pounds.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[Pg 159]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page161" name="page161"></a>CHAPTER VII.<br /> +<br /> + +LEAVING THE HERBERT—RAVENSWOOD.</h2> + + +<p>I had again no particular idea as to where I +would go, further than that I wanted to regain +my health. But oh, for the sweetness of liberty +and money! I needed not to say anything about +money to my old travelling companions in the +boat; they knew I must have a good cheque, and +their attentions were in proportion! Perhaps I +wrong them. Perhaps they would have been just +as careful to my wants if they had known me to be +penniless. At any rate, a sort of bed was made for +me in the stern of the boat, and offers to procure +for me anything I wanted from the stores on the +plantations were profuse. But I wanted for +nothing more than to lie as easily as I might, +because I really was very sick. There had been a +public-house built somewhere a mile from the river-bank +since I had passed that way before, and when +we came to the place where a track led from the +water up to it, my two oarsmen proposed to go up +to have some refreshment, and promised to be +back directly. Of course I could not go with +them. When they were gone some time a little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</a></span> +pig which they had in a bag in the boat began to +find its way out. I thought it a pity to allow it to +escape, and yet I had not strength to get up, but +without calculating the consequences I rolled myself +over until I lay on the top of it. Never shall +I forget the howling of that pig in my ears, for I +believe over an hour, until the men came back. +The bag had somehow got mixed in my clothing, +and I could not either free myself or the pig, else +I would gladly have let it go. At last the men +came back and got us separated.</p> + +<p>When I came to Cardwell I thoroughly enjoyed, +although I was sick, the luxury of lying in a clean +bed with white sheets, and mosquito curtains all +around me, and to have one of the servants at the +hotel coming to my door all day long asking if she +could do anything for me. There was neither +doctor nor chemist in the place, but one of the +storekeepers came and looked at me, and sold me +some medicine which in a short time drove the +fearful "shakings" I had away. Meanwhile, as +there was no other communication with the outer +world than "the schooner," which ran between +Cardwell and Townsville, I had inquired when the +schooner would be in as I had decided to go to +Townsville again. On the same day that the ague +had for the first time left me, I was told that the +schooner would be ready to run out at eleven +o'clock at night. I was then so careless of myself, +or so foolish, that I, at that hour of the night, for +the first time in a fortnight, got out of my bed and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</a></span> +went on board the craft. It was only a sort of +fishing smack, rowed by two men, who had a small +enclosure somewhere on board where they could be +dry. For passengers there was no accommodation +whatever. In the hold, which was open, was +nothing but some old sails, rusty chains, empty +boxes, and the like. Two or three more passengers +came on board, who at once secured the best +places in the hold, while I, who for the first time +for many weeks felt remarkably well, sat up on the +deck enjoying the strong breeze, and even tried to +smoke a pipe. But any North Queenslander will +tell you that when one has had fever he has to be +extra careful of not catching cold. I did not know +that just then, but in a very short time I did. I got +a fearful toothache. My enervated system did not +feel able to hold up against this new affliction, and +so I threw myself down among the ropes and +boxes in the hold. There I lay, while the pain +gradually increased. The wind was against us, +and it took eight or nine days before we reached +Townsville. During that time my agony grew +more acute every day. I had neither strength +nor energy enough to stand on my feet. My head +swelled up to a fearful extent. My mouth was in +such a state that I could not swallow, and I gradually +lost power to open my mouth or to speak. +When we had been two days out I raised myself +on my elbow to try to drink some tea and eat some +mashed bananas, which some one gave me in a +pint pot. I could not swallow, so I laid myself<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</a></span> +down again and did not after that touch food. I +heard them speak about me on deck, and say that +they ought to have found out my name, because I +should scarcely last out unless the wind changed. +I heard this distinctly, and laughed to myself, +because I knew I was not going to die just yet. +Still to all their inquiries I could not reply. One +day I heard a Dane speaking in my ear; where he +came from, or where he went to, I do not know, but +he asked me, "Are you a Dane?" I grunted. +Then he said, "What is your name?" I tried to +stutter it out from between my teeth time after +time, but he could not understand, and kept on, +"Say it again." At last he gave it up. Then he +asked me if there was anything he could do for me? +what ship I had come out in, and so on. But I +was so disgusted with my own inability to use my +tongue, that otherwise so ready a friend of mine, +that I made no further attempt to speak, and my +countryman disappeared again. There was now +only one thought that possessed my mind, viz., to +get to Townsville, and when there to have all my +teeth pulled out. Of course it was more a relapse +from the fever that was wrong with me than toothache, +but I did not know it. I lay in a daze day +after day, every time the boat gave a lurch my +head would strike against something, and the +agony I suffered cannot be described. At last the +skipper took hold of me and cried, "Well, stranger, +here we are in Townsville; where shall we take +you to?"<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[Pg 165]</a></span></p> + +<p>It came on me so unexpectedly that it seemed +again to send the life-blood through me. I stared +around me and saw that we were lying close to the +wharf.</p> + +<p>Up I jumped, to the great surprise of the +skipper, and leaving my swag behind me, and +holding on with both hands to my head, I +staggered ashore. It was about eight o'clock in +the morning when I landed. I knew it because I +heard all the breakfast bells ringing from the +hotels, and although I did not feel hungry, yet it +reminded me that I had eaten nothing for two +weeks. On I staggered like a drunken man. +People seemed to look surprised at me, and to go +out of their way for me. I came to a chemist's +shop. He also looked at me in a disgusted sort of +way. I took up a pen and wrote to him that I +wanted all my teeth pulled out. He felt my +pulse. "My friend," said he, "I think you had +better go to a doctor."</p> + +<p>I gave him to understand that I was tired, and +did not know where the doctor lived.</p> + +<p>"Wait," cried he, "I will get a man to go with +you."</p> + +<p>Then he went out of the shop. As I turned +round I saw a very large mirror, in which I beheld +my own image from head to foot. At first I did +not realize it was myself as I stared at it. Would +my own mother have known the picture? I hope +not. Unkempt, unwashed for nearly a fortnight, +my hair hung in matted knots about my face. My<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[Pg 166]</a></span> +whole head was swollen to such an extent that to +describe it as I saw it would seem exaggeration. +Add to this a graveyard complexion in the face, +and an emaciated form, dressed in an old crimean +shirt, dirty moleskin trousers and blucher boots, +and you have the picture I beheld of myself as I +stood looking. I felt my knees giving way under +me, made a grab at the counter and fell. The +next thing I remember was that I was lying on a +nice bed, in a room which proved to be in the +adjoining hotel, and that a doctor was there. +With consciousness my agony returned, and I +again preferred my request in writing that he +should pull all my teeth out. "Yes, that is all +very well," said he, "but we must first try to +break your mouth open. You must go to the +hospital. I will give you a ticket. What is your +name? Have you no money?"</p> + +<p>I took out all I had got, my one hundred pounds' +cheque and some change, and laid it on the table. +At the same time I wrote to him on a paper and +asked him to take charge of it and give me the +balance when I asked for it. I also asked him to +order anything I wanted and to spare no expense. +Then the doctor suggested to call in a colleague +that they might consult, and when the next doctor +arrived they agreed to give me chloroform, but +after great preparations had been made and a +sponge held to my nose for a minute or two without +having any effect on me, they again decided +that I was too weak for chloroform, but as I, half<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[Pg 167]</a></span> +crying, beckoned to them to do in my case what +had to be done, one of them, with his knee on my +chest, put an instrument between my teeth while +the other held my head back and somebody else +sat behind my chair and held my arms. My +mouth came open. I will not unnecessarily prolong +the agony, only to state that I felt relieved +shortly after and that somebody with the utmost +tenderness was bathing my head. I had now +nothing to do but to allow people to wait on me. +I stayed in the hotel for two days, when the +doctor's own buggy came for me and I was driven +to the hospital. So that the reader may not be +under the impression that I wear false teeth, I +would like to say that not a tooth was pulled or +any other surgical operation performed. I now +got better rapidly. It seemed impossible to feel +sick in that hospital. I had a large private room +and broad verandahs outside. From my bed I +could lie and watch the ocean all day and try to +count the islands. My friend, the doctor, came +also every day, and any extra comfort I wanted +was quickly procured. As I grew better I would +sit and bask in the sun down among the rocks by +the shore in that half-unconscious but blissful +condition which I believe is common to all convalescents, +or a couple of hours before meal-time I +would lie on my bed watching the sun and its +shadows on the floor so that I might be prepared +and lose no time the moment the man came with +the dinner. Oh, for the ravenous hunger with<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[Pg 168]</a></span> +which I could eat! Although I had double the +ordinary allowance, yet after a month's stay in the +hospital, I had to leave it for very hunger's sake. +I then settled my bill with the doctor, who +charged me very moderately, and went to live in a +hotel in town. When I was perfectly cured and +myself again I could easily have obtained work in +town at my trade for four pounds per week, but I +had a sort of dislike to the place, which decided +me to go up to the gold-diggings and try my luck +there. The nearest diggings were at Ravenswood, +some hundred and thirty miles inland. Other +diggings were scattered behind that place, but to +reach them I understood I had to go to Ravenswood +first, and that it was as good a place as any. I +bought two horses, with all necessary appendages, +such as saddle, pack-saddle, bridles, &c. They +cost me about thirty pounds. I put thirty +pounds more into the bank as a sort of reserve +fund in case of accident, and after paying my way +so far, and buying a few necessary clothes, I had +only some nine or ten pounds left. So one morning +I packed the one horse with my swag, containing +clothes and blanket, in the large saddle-bags. I +had small bags containing flour, tea, sugar, and +other necessary things for a journey through the +bush, because, although the road I had now to +travel was a beaten track, yet it is a Queensland +custom on all occasions to be as independent as +possible. Besides, when one sets out for a ramble, +there is no saying where one is going to pull up, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[Pg 169]</a></span> +it seems so pleasant to know that one is all-sufficient +in his own resources, without requiring any +aid from wayside inns. So at least did I think as +I rode out of the town; and as this was my first experience +of what we in Queensland call going on +the "wallaby track," I enjoyed it immensely.</p> + +<p>The way a man acts when travelling like this, is +just to please himself. When a fair day's journey +is done, one begins to look out for a likely spot for +grass and water, and having found that, you get +off the horses and hobble them out—that is, +having freed them of their load, their forefeet are +tied together with a pair of strong leather straps +in such a way that they can only totter slowly +about. Having done that a fire is made, the +billy is slung on for tea, and when supper is over, a +smoke, a yarn—if there is a mate—and then a roll +in the blanket with a saddle for a pillow.</p> + +<p>There is often a lot of argument about what is a fair +day's journey on horseback. Of course it is a +matter which never can be decided, because so +much depends upon the horses, the road, what the +horses get to eat, &c., but I do not believe many +careful travellers will take their horses more than +twenty miles a day for a long journey, and then +rest them occasionally, but to hear some people +talk one would think their horses could go a +hundred miles every day. In Queensland travellers +have sometimes to ride forty or fifty miles between +watering-places. Most horses can do it, if taken +care of, but not every day. When travellers meet<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[Pg 170]</a></span> +on a Queensland road their first question after +greeting is, "How far is it to water?" and the +distance between watering-places is practically +what decides a day's journey. In times of drought +these water-holes get scarce or dry up completely; +rivers stop running; then it behoves the traveller +to look out where he goes. If misfortune happens, +or he has not calculated rightly the endurance of +his horse, or the water-hole on which he depends +should be dried up when he arrives there, then he +is likely to perish! As for myself, I have on +more than one occasion arrived in a parched +condition at a water-hole, only to find a lot of dead +cattle bogged in the soft mud, and still have been +compelled to drink the pint or two of putrefied +water that might be left. The reader will therefore +see that travelling in the Queensland bush +is not exactly a perpetual picnic.</p> + +<p>Nothing of importance happened to me on this +road, unless I were to mention that when I was +about half-way I met a swag's-man, that is, one +who carries his swag on his own back and has no +horses. This fellow asked to let him put his +burden on my horse, which I let him do. I then, +by talking to him as we went along, found out +that he had neither money nor rations, and as +we were only a few miles from Hugton Hotel I +promised to pay for dinner at that place for us both. +Arrived at the hotel, I ordered a first-class dinner +for two; it was five shillings. The table was laid +for us with a big roast of beef and a plum-pudding.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[Pg 171]</a></span> +After we both had eaten what we wanted, my fellow-traveller +put nearly all the remaining food into his +bags and decamped, in spite of my protestations. +I remember well how scandalized I felt! Otherwise +the road was not lonely; every day I passed +waggons hauled by sixteen or eighteen bullocks +each and filled with merchandise for the diggings. +There were also other travellers, both on foot and +on horseback, but I did not go myself in company +with any, and so at last, one forenoon, I saw the +township of Ravenswood lying before me. I +stopped the horses to have a good look.</p> + +<p>At last I was on a gold-field. What a magic +spell there seemed to me in the words. All the +old fallacious ideas connected with the word +crowded into my mind. Runaway nuns dressed +in men's clothes, princes working like labourers, +and labourers living like princes—"looking for +gold!" Had I not better begin at once?</p> + +<p>As I came nearer I saw what seemed to me +wells on all sides and tents near the wells. Then +as I looked at the ground again I became fearfully +excited. Big nuggets of shining gold were lying +all around on the road. Was it possible? Surely +I knew gold when I saw it. I got off the horse +and picked it up. Not pure gold, though. But +surely half of it was gold. It glittered all over. +I picked pieces up as I went along and fairly +howled with joy as I filled my bags. Think of +those fools coming behind with their flour-bags +and of all the empty waggons I had met going<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[Pg 172]</a></span> +down, while I was finding a fortune before I +reached the diggings! At the place where I had +now come, they could have loaded all the waggons +quickly. I could not carry more as I went further, +ruminating over the matter. Now the whole +ground right and left was glittering all the way +into town. I threw the stuff all away again. It +could not be gold! Then, with a voice shaking +between hope and fear, I asked a man who came +by, what that was. He told me at once it was +"rubbish." "Did you think it was gold?" asked +he.</p> + +<p>"No; but I thought there might be gold in it."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said he, "so there was, but it did not pay +to extract it."</p> + +<p>In this way somewhat sobered, I rode further +and arrived in town, where the next day I pitched +a tent I had bought somewhere handy to the +other tents, put the horses in a paddock and +looked about me.</p> + +<p>I will not attempt a long description of this the +first gold-field I was ever on. There was an +ordinary street composed of hotels, boarding-houses, +and stores, on both sides of the road. +Behind the street were tents in which the diggers +principally lived. Everywhere were earth-mounds +where some one was or had been busy rooting the +ground about. The reefs were each surmounted +by an ordinary windlass, where a man would stand +hauling up the quartz all day long. Such was the +picture presented at a superficial glance at Ravens<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[Pg 173]</a></span>wood, +and I think the description answers for all +other Queensland gold-diggings. Nearly all the +people boarded in two boarding-houses kept by +Chinamen, one on each side of the street. I +think there must have been two or three hundred +boarders in each. They were both alike, two large +bark-houses, no floor, only two immense tables +with forms on each side. On these tables were at +meal-times every conceivable delicacy in season, +and up and down between the tables an army of +Chinamen would run round waiting on their guests. +During my various fortunes in Queensland, I have +often paid two or three pounds per week for board +in hotels, and I have paid half-a-guinea for a ticket +to a public feast, but it has always been my impression +that nowhere was such good or luxurious +food served out as in these boarding-houses. It +would simply be impossible to compete with them. +The charge was one pound per week, payment +beforehand, and those of their customers who +wanted sleeping accommodation might, without +extra charge, fix themselves up as they liked in +some sheds behind. There were also many hotels +in town, but, as far as I could see from the outside, +their "takings" were more across the bar than +otherwise, as the Chinamen seemed to monopolize +the boarding-house trade. All over Australia, but +especially in Queensland, there is a bitter feeling +against Chinamen. People say that they ought to +be forbidden to come to the country, because they +work too hard and too cheaply, and eat too little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[Pg 174]</a></span> +at the same time; consequently we shall all go to +the dogs. How is this? Surely "there is something +rotten in the state of Denmark." A white +man is always praised if he is hard-working and +frugal. It seems a contradiction to abuse one for +what is commended in another! This is an awful +world. Some people say we are poor because we +work too much, and run ourselves out of work. +Others say we do not work half enough, and that +that is the reason. Some say that Protection +is a panacea for poverty, others swear by Free +Trade. In Australia they want to turn out the +Chinamen because they work too much; in China +they want to turn out the whites, I suppose for +the same reason. Of all countries, I believe, +Australia certainly included the greatest majority +of the people living in different degrees of poverty, +and work is getting to be as scarce here where the +population does not count one to the square mile, +as it is in Denmark where there are four hundred +inhabitants to the square mile. Of late years one +more theory has sprung up, and its disciples aver +that all our poverty, despite our hard work and +frugal fare, is due to the fact that the earth on +which we live is sold in large or small parcels in +the open market like tea and sugar, and that the +owners of the earth can in the shape of rent +extract the greatest part of our earnings. I ask +the reader's pardon for this little digression, but it +seems to me to be an interesting question, and it +would at least be desirable if we all could agree<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[Pg 175]</a></span> +whether it is Chinamen, Free Trade, or Protection, +or what not, whom we really want, because there +<i>is</i> "something rotten in the state of Denmark."</p> + +<p>I took my board, like everybody else, with the +Chinamen and lived in my tent not far away. I +occupied myself in prospecting, or learning how +to prospect, but what little gold-dust I could find +was not worth coming all the way for. I soon got +tired of that, and one day I went and asked for a +job of carpenter's work in a large Government +building I saw going up.</p> + +<p>Before I proceed further I must explain that a +certain fixed scale of wages existed here for most +occupations, and this scale was very jealously +guarded by the people. It was three pounds per +week for miners in dry claims, three pounds ten +shillings in wet claims, bricklayers sixteen shillings +per day for eight hours, carpenters fifteen shillings, +&c. I had heard this but I had not believed it. I +took it that those figures represented what men +would like to get rather than what they actually +got, and while I worked for a master I always +preferred to put my pride in earning what I got, +rather than, perhaps, getting what I did not earn. +I understand the importance now of keeping up +wages, but at that time I did not, and when the +carpenter said he would give me twelve shillings a +day and find tools not only did I think myself well +paid, but I had no idea or care whether others got +more or less.</p> + +<p>Beside myself there was an American negro<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</a></span> +employed as carpenter. He seemed a very +morose sort of individual, but I took no notice +of him and was hopping about all day, giving +as I thought as much satisfaction to others +as to myself. I often heard the "boss" grumble +at the negro, and occasionally I would be set to +put him right about what he was working at. This +happened one afternoon as the "boss" went away +shortly before five o'clock, and I was consequently +explaining to him out of my wisdom, when he +suddenly asked what wages I was getting. I told +him with great pride I was getting <i>twelve</i> shillings +a day.</p> + +<p>Squash came a stick down over my head, then +he flew at my throat and kicked and belaboured +me in a terrible way. At last he flung me with +awful violence out on the verandah, got hold of me +again and threw me outside. He was two or three +times as big a man as I, and I could not at all +defend myself against him, nor had I any idea why +he had thus maltreated me; but as there was no +one to appeal to, I, in a terrible rage, ran home to +my tent for the gun. It stood there loaded, and I +took it up and started back again along the main +street. The blood was running down my face, and +I howled to myself with rage as I ran. I meant to +shoot him as dead as a herring.</p> + +<p>"Halloa!" cried the people, "there is a fellow +running amuck," and soon there was a whole +crowd behind me, intent on watching the sport.</p> + +<p>But I must now go back in time a little. There<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</a></span> +was at that period in Ravenswood a Danish digger, +whom I had met and who had been very friendly +to me, and both because he plays an important +part in the next few pages I have to write, and +because I have entitled this book "Missing +Friends," I think he deserves mention, as he +indeed had been, and is no doubt yet, "a missing +friend." He had been a farmer in Denmark, what +we in Danish call a yardsman, who owned his own +freehold. When the war with Germany in 1864 +broke out, he was called on to serve in the artillery. +He was married then, had two children, and was, +like all Danish farmers, in extremely good circumstances. +During the war he was taken prisoner +by the Germans, but was by some mistake reported +dead by the Danish authorities. He told me that +he wrote home as soon as he could, but the letter +never reached his wife. Shortly after he tried to +escape from the Germans, and, being caught, +defended himself desperately. For this offence he +was condemned to three years' hard labour on the +fortifications of some place in the south of Germany. +For one reason and another he did not +write from there. Partly he was not much of a +writer, partly he objected to the enemy reading his +efforts, and as he knew his wife had plenty to live +on, and that his neighbours at home would help +her to run the farm, he neglected writing, and as +the time went on pictured to himself in rosy +colours the happy surprise he would give his wife +and them all at home when he <i>did</i> return. At last<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</a></span> +the time arrived when he was set free, and started +for home. Meanwhile his wife had bemoaned him +as dead, and what little hope his friends might +have had for him died when he did not return at +the end of the war. It did not take long before +one suitor after the other presented themselves, +and a couple of years later the wife got married +again, with the full consent and approval of all +concerned.</p> + +<p>One day, when sitting at dinner on the farm, the +wife saw her first husband coming in at the door. +With a scream of joy and excitement, she rushed +towards him. (Tableau.) Husband No. 2 was as +honourable a man as husband No. 1. There was a +second family. What was to be done? They made +a sad but friendly compact. My friend took the +eldest child with him, and went to Australia, after +having got back a fair amount of his own cash. +This man now came from his work, and as I rushed +down the street, we met. I did not see him, but +he saw me. "Hulloa, countryman, what is the +matter? Stop! where are you going?"</p> + +<p>I tried to escape him, but he had hold of the +gun. We struggled for possession and the stock +broke. When the gun broke my hope of revenge +fled as well, and in the relaxation which followed +I sat down on some steps and actually cried. I +admit that it is sometimes as hard for me to write +about my weakness as about my folly, but I will +ask the reader to remember what I already have +written here. The truth must be told. There was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</a></span> +now a large and sympathetic crowd around us, to +whom I related how the negro had maltreated me +without any provocation, and while I spoke I could +see that the chances were that I would yet have +revenge, because all sorts of remarks would fly +about, such as: "The poor fellow had pluck, by +Jove;" "Would you have shot him?" or, "Such +a rascally negro should not be allowed to strike and +half kill a white man;" "I think I can flog him;" +"So can I, and I will;" "No Bill! you cannot!" +"Let me, you are not heavy enough!" "No," +cried the Dane, and struck a crushing blow in the +wall of the house by which we stood; "he is my +countryman, and any one who strikes him, him I +will strike. Where is that negro? Only let me +see him."</p> + +<p>I went with a sort of pious joy in front of the +whole crowd up to the negro's tent. When he +saw us all coming, he thought they were going to +mob him, and only asked for fair play. He would +fight them all, man for man, and as for me, he had +only struck me in open fight because I was running +down wages, working for twelve shillings a day. I +was surprised how much sympathy this statement +created, but my countryman cut it short by saying +he would fight first and argue after. "All right, +I'm your man," cried the negro; "only pull off +your shirt. I am dying to commence."</p> + +<p>They both pulled off their shirts, and some +willing assistants from the crowd got behind each +combatant to watch his interest in the coming<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</a></span> +struggle. It was easily seen now that my +countryman was a very strong man. His arms, +his shoulders, and his deeply curved back were +swelling with muscles. In his face sat a determination +which boded his opponent no good. Still, +my heart sank as I looked at the negro, who was +prancing about as in irresistible joy over what he +deemed his easy victory. He seemed little short +of a giant. They were just beginning to spar, +when a seedy-looking individual came forward and +cried, "Hold on, gentlemen, hold on, just one +minute. It seems that we are going to see a +splendid piece of sport, and I think we ought to +improve the occasion a little. I will lay two to +one on our coloured friend—two to one on Mr. +Jones!" Nobody took him up, when the negro +said, "I don't mind if I lay a pound or two on +myself; any one on?" I looked at my countryman. +He said, "Have you got any money on +you?" "Yes," said I, "I have got over ten +pounds!" "Lay it all," said he. "Oh, but if we +should lose?" "Death and destruction, we don't +lose; lay it all." "Right you are! I lay ten +pounds to twenty against the nigger—ten to +twenty—ten to twenty—who will take me up?"</p> + +<p>At last the amount was gathered, but the question +arose in my mind whether the first promoter +of the "sweepstakes" might be trusted with the +stakes. I asked my friend in Danish, before I +handed the money over; he said, "Just give it to +him; it is all right. If we lose, we have nothing<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span> +more to do with the money, but if he won't give +up the stakes to us after I have flogged the nigger, +I will flog him too!"</p> + +<p>Now began the terrible fight. The negro had both +strength and science, and for a long time it seemed +as if my countryman was utterly done for. It +began to get dark and still they fought, but the +longer it lasted the more equal seemed the battle. +At last it began to turn; at every round my +countryman would charge the negro with a loud +hurrah; in another quarter of an hour it was simply +a matter of knocking him down as fast as he got +up; at last the negro was lying on the ground with +his nose downward, and could not get up again, +while the Dane, stronger than ever, was jumping +all over the ring calling on him to get up. As he +did not get up, the Dane ran up to a man who +held a riding-whip in his hand, wrenched it from +him, and belaboured the negro's head and back +with it until he quite lost consciousness. I admit +if I had dared I would have tried to prevent that +part of the performance, but neither I nor anybody +else stirred. Of course I was not sorry when my +friend and I went home together, our ten pounds +having swelled to thirty. Another advantage I +had over this matter was that I had to promise not +to work under current wages again, and when I +came to work the next morning the "boss," who +had heard of the fight, at once agreed to pay me +fifteen shillings a day. As for the negro, he did +not turn up and I have never seen him since.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page185" name="page185"></a>CHAPTER VIII.<br /> +<br /> + +SHANTY-KEEPING, PROSPECTING, THORKILL'S DEATH.</h2> + + +<p>Some time after this my friend and countryman +came to me one evening about nine o'clock +with a very important air, and told me he had +heard of a new find of gold some thirty miles +distant, and that there would be sure to be a terrible +rush as soon as it became generally known. As +for him, he would like to go if I would go with +him and be his mate, because, as he put it, he was +sure I was lucky. He could not well have made a +greater mistake, but anyhow I was flattered and +agreed to go. Then I found he wanted to go at +once. I had a few days' wages coming to me, but I +went to my employer's house at once and got my +cheque. That we changed in a public-house and +went to our tents, saying nothing to anybody about +our intentions. Having got our swags ready, we, +more like thieves than anything else, knocked the +one tent over and were off. My friend's tent +remained, and my horses were in a paddock with +saddles and belongings; there was no time to get +them, and suspicion would have been created had +we tried.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[Pg 186]</a></span></p> + +<p>We rather ran than walked, but we were scarcely +a mile out of town before we overtook some six or +seven others bent on the same journey. The first +twenty miles ran on a good road; that would be as +far as we could go that night, because the next ten +miles were only a blazed track right through the +bush made by the prospectors, and could only be +safely traversed in the daylight. On the whole +journey we were both overtaken ourselves, and +overtook other people, until, when we arrived at +the camp, we numbered a score or more. Here +we found another score of diggers sleeping or +smoking, waiting for daylight. It was a moonlight +night, and I could see that we had arrived at a place +where a few humpies stood in seeming disorder round +about. There was also a public-house, and it was +in the street in front of that, that the whole army +halted. I was both hot and tired, and as my mate +suggested that we had better get an hour or two of +sleep, I laid myself down and slept. I woke up +again as my mate was shaking me. It was just +break of day; still we seemed late, for everybody +was up and stirring. There was no time for a billy +of tea, or for ever so slight a stretch: it was up and +away. Oh, how tired I was, and stiff, and footsore! +I would not have minded if I might have started +quietly, but this seemed like a race. Although I +lost no time, yet I was the very last through the +little street with the heavy swag on my back. +My mate was beckoning to me as he, also late, ran +a few hundred feet in front, and then disappeared<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span> +amongst the trees. I felt irritable, as I often do +before I have had my breakfast. I came by a +baker's shop, over the door of which was written, +"Cold refreshing summer drinks sold here." The +baker and his wife, and a young girl also, were peeping +out through the half-opened door, and seemed +to enjoy the spectacle of the crowd racing down +the street. I said to myself, "Bother running +like a fool here, I am going for a bottle of beer."</p> + +<p>The baker asked me if I was going to look for +gold out there, or was I looking for a job? +"Because," said he, "if you think of finding gold +in that place you will be mistaken."</p> + +<p>He then told me he had been on the spot the +previous day, and that it was a "duffer," but still +there would be a rush, and he would much like to +get somebody to ride out with bread every day and +sell it at the place. I told him I could not leave +my mate like that, but the baker just invited me +in to breakfast, and offered me the loan of a horse, +and said also that he himself would take bread out +as soon as we could be off. "Perhaps," said he, +"if my mate did not like the place, as he was sure +he would not, I might take a job from him."</p> + +<p>I therefore rode out with the baker after breakfast +and found my mate, who, as the baker predicted, +was in no way enthusiastic about finding +anything as good as he had left, and before evening +he was satisfied to return to Ravenswood before +any one could jump his claim there. As I did not +like going back, but wanted the change to ride up<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span> +and down with bread, I engaged with the baker for +one pound ten shillings per week and board. My +duty now was to load a pack-horse every day with +bread, and, having another to ride, to take the +bread to the "rush" and sell it. The butcher at +the "Twenty Mile" also engaged a man to ride up +with beef, and we generally rode in company. +But it soon proved that it did not pay our employers +to keep us on, and after about three weeks' time +we both got notice to leave. That brought me to +think that as there were many men on the "rush," +it might pay me to get my two horses up from +Ravenswood, and, buying myself both bread and +meat together, sell it on my own account. To +that all parties were willing, and as one thing +brings another with it, I went to the Chinamen's +shop with a view to seeing what profit he would +give me on groceries. As "Johnny" strongly +advised me to sell a little grog for him, I bethought +myself that I had while with the baker learned to +make hop-beer and ginger-beer, and found that I +could make it for a penny a big glassful and +charge a shilling. I resolved, therefore, to take +up that industry too. There was nobody at all +who had anything for sale at the "rush," and I +determined to go out and build a hut and start a +general store and shanty. I now went out to the +"rush" again, and got two men to help me in the +building. The hut I put up was very primitive. +Just one room about fourteen by twelve feet, made +of saplings, packing-cases, bark, or anything I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span> +could get at all suitable. The roof was bark; the +counter was bark also, and at night had to serve +for my bed. The door was an artistic piece of +rubbish, if I might use that term, but somehow it +all hung together and could be locked up. Outside +I made a sunshade with tables and chairs under. +That was managed by four forked saplings put into +the ground, and other straight saplings resting as +wall-plates in the forks. Again a row of lighter +sticks lay across them and leafy bushes on the top, +and the chairs were a lot of logs cross-cut at a +height of eighteen inches. The job was completed +in three or four days; then I went up to Ravenswood +for my horses, and on my return got out a +cask to make hop-beer in, some buckets, and a few +groceries. I was now my own "boss," and wonderfully +proud and happy I was in my little shanty. +Besides my own two horses, the butcher and baker +each lent me a horse to carry the bread and meat +on, and I had quite enough to do—indeed my energy +knew no bounds.</p> + +<p>Just about the time I started, the Palmer diggings +came to the front, and a great rush set in to +that place from the south. But as no one seemed +to know properly where the Palmer was, and as +conflicting and disparaging statements soon arrived +from the Palmer, and the wet season was +coming on, the north was everywhere swarming +with men who were ready to camp and prospect +anywhere, just to abide time. As soon, therefore, +as I started for myself, numbers of men would arrive<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span> +every day, and I had so much to do that I did not +know sometimes how to fling myself about quick +enough. Long before daylight I was up and got +my four horses together. I had a little yard for +them. Then, in a racing gallop, I had to tear into +the butcher's, baker's, and grocer's, at the "Twenty +Mile." My goods would stand ready for me when I +came. I would just fling the stuff on the horses, +leave my orders for the next day, and be back again in +time to sell bread and meat for breakfast! When +that was over I had to carry water from the creek +to brew a cask of hop-beer, clean up shop, serve +people with grog, and feed the horses, make breakfast +for myself, chuck out a loafer or two, and other +matters, all at the same time. Thus it went on +all day. In the afternoon I had sometimes to +send a man off with the horses for more rations, +and from five o'clock to ten, eleven, twelve, and +sometimes all night, there would be a lot of fellows +drinking outside the shanty.</p> + +<p><a id="page190" name="page190"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_214_215.png"> +<img src="images/illus_214_215.png" alt="THE BAKER'S CART" title="THE BAKER'S CART"/> +</a></div> +<div class="center"><p class="caption">THE BAKER'S CART</p></div> + + +<p>The reader may understand that I quickly +gathered in money. Five pounds a day was +nothing. But what a life it was! I was never +out of my clothes, and I was very seldom dry. +Sometimes for weeks together I would be like one +hauled out of the sea. That required stimulants, +and they were near and handy, nor was it practically +possible to be a Good Templar in my position. +But all my better instincts were revolted. Still +another glass of grog would make me see things in +a different light, and somehow it never seemed to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span>have any other effect on me than sharpening my +wits; indeed, although I know myself to be a +temperate man by nature, and but seldom touch +spirits, I believe that if I had not then freely +indulged in the cup that cheers, I could never +have stood the strain on my constitution which +this life necessitated. My troubles were many. +One was that fellows would get drunk and grow +quarrelsome every day; if they were not very big +I did not much mind, but if they were too big +then I tried all devices to make them laugh and be +in good-humour, or I would sometimes even have +to keep two retainers in free grog to assist me +in the "chucking out" business. I was often +knocked about myself. Another trouble or fight +with my conscience, which I successfully overcame, +was the falsifying the spirits. The storekeeper +where I bought it, as well as one good friend after +the other, would show me how I could save two-thirds +of the rum and still keep it over-proof by +mixing it with water and tobacco. So with +brandy, all sorts of vile poison and most disgusting +stuff was offered me to mix it with. I did +not do that, although my advisers thought me +very foolish. I mixed my spirit with water of a +necessity, but I saw enough to convince me that +few shanties or public-houses ever sell pure spirits. +But my greatest trouble was what to do with my +fast-accumulating money. I did not trust anybody +about me. There was no bank nearer than +Ravenswood. There was no police, and nowhere<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span> +to put it. At last I hit on a plan. Under the big +cask in which I made beer I formed a hole in the +ground, and at night, when all at last was still, +and the cask was empty enough to move on edge, +I, having first carefully ascertained that no one +was about, would thrust in all I had, and put +things around it again so as to prevent suspicion. +This mode of banking did not altogether satisfy me; +indeed, I was always very anxious about it, but I +could think of nothing better. And so the time +went on. The bucket which stood under the cask +came at last to be nearly full of money, and while +on the one hand it was my great consolation, +it also caused me more anxiety than all the rest +of my work.</p> + +<p>One day somebody came and told me that a +countryman of mine was in his tent, and was +apparently hard up, as he had asked for something +to do whereby to earn a bit of rations. The man +was, I understood, camped somewhere about. I +asked them to show him to me, that I might give +him what he wanted and have a talk with him. +What was my surprise and joy to find that the +stranger proved to be no one less than my long-lost +friend and shipmate, the Icelander Thorkill. +He seemed to be as glad to meet me as I was to +see him, and we exchanged our colonial experiences +as far as they had gone. It appeared that Thorkill +had not stayed long on the sugar plantation in +Mackay, where he had first been engaged. That +did not surprise me. His employer, he said, had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[Pg 193]</a></span> +offered no opposition to his agreement being cancelled, +and with the money he had earned he +had bought a ticket for Sydney in one of the +steamers. He had thought to get something to +do in Sydney more suitable to his ability, but for a +long time he failed, and was, through want of +money, driven to all sorts of extremities, even to +sleeping out at night. Then he at last got a job +to drive a milk-cart into Sydney for fifteen shillings +a week. He had also tried other things, +such as pick and shovel work; had been assistant +in a slaughter-yard, and more besides.</p> + +<p>"But I do not like it," said he, "people seem +so rude."</p> + +<p>At last he had scraped enough together to come +back to Queensland; he had walked all the way +from Townsville, and here he was. "And you are +going to look for gold now?" asked I. He scarcely +knew; he was so glad and surprised to see me +again that he could think of nothing else. "Well, +Thorkill," said I, "do you remember you said +once that you and I would never part? Let us now +renew that agreement. Last time it was, perhaps, +my fault we parted, but this time it shall be yours; +and to show you I am in earnest I will ask you, +without further formality, to consider yourself a +part proprietor of this hotel and all there is in it."</p> + +<p>"Oh! what do you mean?" cried he. "You +must be making a great deal of money here and I +have none; nor do I understand your work."</p> + +<p>"Never mind," said I, "we are partners if you<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[Pg 194]</a></span> +like; you do not know how badly I am off for some +one I can trust. Think of my being all alone +here; I cannot do it much longer."</p> + +<p>But say what I would Thorkill would never hear +of it, and so I in a sort of way engaged him to +do what he could for me. He carried water and +swept the floor, but the only time he tried to drive +the horses to the "Twenty Mile" he lost them +both! He had his tent not far from the shanty, +but we had seldom time to speak. His heart was +not in my work, and I often, nay always, when I +saw him, felt an uneasy sort of conscience.</p> + +<p>One Saturday night, or perhaps more correctly +Sunday morning, when a lot of men were drinking +outside my hut under the sunshade, and when I +myself had imbibed more than was good for me, I +began, against all the rules of common prudence, +to boast of my money. The party appeared as if +they did not believe me, on which I got excited, +and called them all into the hut. There I asked +them to look under the cask while I tilted it over. +What a sight! A bucket was buried in the ground +nearly filled with silver, gold, and notes! How +much there was I did not know myself, but there +was more than I liked to say for fear of being +doubted. Now began a drinking bout such as had +never been before. Everybody had to stand drinks +all round. At last they went away, but my recollections +thereof are not clear; I only know that +I slept on the counter, and that some one was +shaking me and grumbling in very unparliamen<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[Pg 195]</a></span>tary +language over my not having been away after +bread and beef. I sat up and looked around. It +was about the time I ought to be back from the +Twenty Mile. The door was open, and nearly a +score of men were coming along for bread and +meat. Now I remembered all about the previous +night. My first thought was my money. I went +and peeped under the cask. The bucket was +gone!</p> + +<p>I gave the cask a push that capsized it. "Thieves +and robbers, who has stolen my money? Speak!" +There was lying a pair of hobbles on the counter, +and as one of the party began to laugh, I struck him +with it. This was the signal for a fearful orgie. +The whole crowd flung themselves forward and +struck, kicked, and tore me until I fainted right +away. When I came to again they did not leave +me alone. The whole shop was sacked from end +to end, and in their drunken frenzy they pulled it +down! In the midst of it all came Thorkill, and +putting me on his back carried me off into his +tent. There I lay while he bathed my wounds +and consoled me as well as he could, assuring me +it might have been all for the best.</p> + +<p>The next day the butcher and the baker came +out and took their horses away. They wanted me +to start again, and both of them offered me money +and credit, but I was so disgusted with myself and +the whole business that I told them I would not +be a shanty-keeper again for all the gold in Queensland.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[Pg 196]</a></span></p> + +<p>Thus was it with me. To lie in Thorkill's tent +and listen to his quiet, peaceful way of talking—how +different was that from the noisy, drunken +orgies of which I had for about five months been +a daily witness! I took a violent dislike to the +very place, but where to go I did not know. I felt +as if I only wanted to get away from everybody +but Thorkill. I did not care where I went. As +for him, he thought he would like to go south +again. This place and these people were too much +for him. He had now learned to write pretty well +in grammatical English, and he thought he might +get something to do in Brisbane. As for me I had +never seen a place yet where I could not get something +to do; so far as that went I did not care, +but I thought of him that he came straight from +Sydney, where he had not been successful. He +had such a mild, pedantic air about him, which no +doubt would look well in an antiquary, but which +would scarcely prove a recommendation for a +grocer's clerk, or, indeed, for any other position +for which I could think him eligible. So I said to +him one day, as we were again talking about going +away, "I am sick and tired of looking at anybody +but yourself. What do you say if we go prospecting +for twelve months? I have got thirty +pounds in Townsville bank, and thirty pounds in +Ravenswood, besides a few pounds here. You +have got twelve pounds you earned while with +me. Then we have the horses, and you have got +the tent. It is sufficient for a twelvemonth's trip.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[Pg 197]</a></span> +I am now a pretty good bushman, and if we only +get to where there is gold I think we shall find it. +If we don't I do not care. What do you say?"</p> + +<p>This proposal met at once with Thorkill's approval, +and we both went into Ravenswood, where +I drew out my money. Here we loaded up the +horses with as many rations as they could carry, +also pick, shovel, basin, and other necessary things. +Then we went back the same way we had come, +until we arrived at Condamine Creek, twenty-five +miles out. From there we ran up the creek, as +near as I can guess about forty miles, prospecting +all the time. Then we turned northward, up +another creek, and knocked about so that it would +be difficult to describe where we went. But we did +not care. I was as happy as a bird, and so was +Thorkill. We had our guns with us, and we could +every day shoot as many birds as we could eat, and +kangaroos besides. Sometimes we would camp, +and Thorkill would fish while I prospected about. +When it rained we would lie in the tent and talk +about Denmark and Iceland. That was a theme +on which Thorkill never could be tired, and he had +such a fund of genuine information on that subject +that I was never tired of listening to him.</p> + +<p><a id="page198" name="page198"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_225.png"> +<img src="images/illus_225.png" alt="BREAKFAST IN THE GOLD FIELDS" title="BREAKFAST IN THE +GOLD FIELDS"/> +</a></div> +<div class="center"><p class="caption">BREAKFAST IN THE GOLD FIELDS</p></div> + + +<p>We had been out prospecting in this way for +about three months, and were now in the vicinity of +Cape gold-field, when we struck a place where we +thought there was payable gold. We had for +several days been following on, through a very +mountainous country, a river, the name of which<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[Pg 198]</a></span> +we did not know, until we reached the place of +which I now write, where it ran through a +valley, hemmed in on all sides by big mountains. +The river was still of considerable volume. Here +we found a nugget of gold about an ounce in +weight the first time we tried, and although our +good luck did not repeat itself, yet we decided, as +it was such a beautiful spot, that we would camp +for a month or two there, so at least to give the +place a fair trial. We pitched our tent, therefore, +on a little knoll not far from the creek, and +made ourselves comfortable. The next fortnight +we washed for gold from morning to night, and +each made about an ounce per week. We considered +this very satisfactory, and were talking +often about what name we should call this new +field when we could not conceal it any longer and +a "rush" should set in; because we knew very +well that if we, as strangers, by and by rode into +the Cape, or any other place, to buy some rations, +and there try to get our bit of gold changed, that +we should be tracked back to where we had got it, +unless we were far more clever than I gave myself +credit for being. But neither of us minded that. +We were, on the contrary, quite proud of having +to figure as successful explorers, and it used to be +one of our recreations of an evening to sit and talk +about what name to give the place. Thorkill was +of opinion that we ought to find a name which should +remind all who came here of both Denmark and +Iceland, but as it did not seem possible for us to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[Pg 199]</a></span>invent such a name, at last I accepted Thorkill's +suggestion to call it Thingvallavatu, that being the +name of a large lake and river in Iceland not far +from his home, and as it seemed a well-sounding +name, I thought it suitable; and although I do not +know if ever a white man has been there before or +since that time, yet as often as I think of the +place I remember the name we gave the river—Thingvallavatu.</p> + +<p>On one evening that is for ever engraven on my +memory, we were lying in our tent—Thorkill and I. +It had been raining heavily all day, and we had +not been able to be about. We felt pretty miserable, +our usual stock of conversation seemed to be +exhausted, but far out in the evening it revived +again, so much indeed that Thorkill began to tell +me of things of which he had never spoken before. +He told me of his parents, of his brother and his +sister, and explained to me where their farm in Iceland +was, giving me the address, describing the road +leading to it, and every detail, until I said to him +that if we were lucky enough now to get a bit of +gold we would both go home to Iceland and settle +down there. From that conversation drifted to +other things, and was at last almost at a standstill, +when he called me by name, and, in a bashful sort +of way, observed, "I say, were you ever in love?"</p> + +<p>This was a theme on which we had never enlarged: +partly because there had not been much +opportunity yet for either of us in Queensland to +indulge in such a luxury, and partly because I do<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[Pg 200]</a></span> +not know, to the best of my recollection, that it +had ever been mentioned between us, so, as I +recognized that he wanted to tell me something, I +said, a little surprised, "Why do you ask?"</p> + +<p>"I have," said he. "While I was overseer on +that farm in Alo, I knew a girl. Oh, how good +she was, and how beautiful! I sometimes would +go and visit her in the evening. She was only a +servant girl, and her father was working there too. +One evening I kissed her."</p> + +<p>"I am afraid," said I, "you have not forgotten +her yet."</p> + +<p>"No; her I can never forget."</p> + +<p>"Why did you not marry her?" said I. "I +suppose as you went visiting her, she would have +had no objection?"</p> + +<p>"How could I?" replied he. "If only I had +been an ordinary working man I would willingly +have asked her; but I was not that. Her father +always spoke to me as if I owned a mansion, and +yet I had scarcely sufficient salary to pay for my +own clothes. No, I never asked her."</p> + +<p>"Does she know you are out here?" inquired I.</p> + +<p>"No, neither she nor my parents, nor anybody; +they must think I am dead."</p> + +<p>I had nothing to say. I was lying thinking +about matters of my own. A little after this I +thought I heard him crying. Was it possible? I +did not like the idea. I listened again. Yes! +there was no mistake. Thorkill was really crying. +Deep, big, stifled sobs. I asked what was the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[Pg 201]</a></span> +matter. Two or three times I asked before he +answered. At last he said, "I could not help it; +I cried because I know very well I shall never see +Reikjavik" (the only town in Iceland) "again."</p> + +<p>After that I kept talking for some time to him +in a sort of overbearing way about that, saying we +need not cry, surely, about that, if that was our +only trouble; that we had money enough to get +home now, and if we had not, what then? As for +myself, if I set my mind on going home, rather +than cry over it I would stow away on a ship or +work my passage. But I got no answer from Thorkill. +I could not sleep, and soon after the day +broke. The rain had by this time ceased, and as I +saw that Thorkill had now fallen asleep, I thought +it a pity to waken him, and crept as quietly as I +could out of the tent to make a fire and get a drop +of tea for breakfast. As I sat by the fire an hour +after, eating my breakfast, I saw Thorkill coming, +creeping on his hands and feet out of the tent, with +his head screwed round, looking up in the air over +the tent. I somehow thought he was looking at a +bird, and wondered he had not got the gun, so I +sat still and said nothing, but kept watching him. +When he was a long way out of the tent he got up, +and, still looking up in the air, pointed fixedly at +something and cried, "See! oh, look there!" I +stole behind him and looked, but could see nothing, +so I asked, "What is it?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, don't you see? See! a large Russian +emigrant ship flying through the air."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[Pg 202]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Are you going altogether insane?" cried I, +beating him on the back. The next moment with +a deep groan he fell right into my arms. I asked +him what was the matter. Was he sick? Was +he bitten by a snake? I do not know half I asked +him, but all the reply I got as I laid him in his bunk +again, was, "Go for a minister."</p> + +<p>My mate was dying, and I knew it now. Dear +reader, whoever you may be, if you have seen your +nearest friend die, then you know how bitter it is. +But if you at such time have been among others +who have shared your grief, and had a doctor to +take the responsibility off your hands, then you +may only guess at what <i>I</i> felt when I saw Thorkill +lying there perfectly unconscious. We had as it +were for a long time been everything to each other, +and the disappointments and mishaps we both, so +far, had suffered in Queensland, had, it seemed at +that moment, made him simply indispensable to my +existence. How could I go for a parson? I +jumped out of the tent and ran round it three or +four times before I recollected that I did not know +of any human habitation within fifty miles! Then +I went in again and spoke to him. There was no +answer; not a movement in his body. He lay as +if in a heavy sleep, a high colour in his face. One +of his arms was hanging out over the bunk, and +would not rest where I put it, so I took a saddle +and placed that underneath it, and as it was not +yet high enough, I put a pint pot on that again. +There I balanced it, and there it remained. I had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[Pg 203]</a></span> +not much medicine, only some quinine. That was +no good. Then I thought he must have been taken +by an apoplectic fit. I took the scissors and cut +off all his hair and beard. Then I went outside +and worked desperately at making a sunshade over +the tent, because the sun was beating down on us +so fiercely; next in again, and out. I did not +know what to do. I could not for a moment +remain still. Sometimes I carried water from the +creek and bathed his head with it. Then I feared +I was only tormenting him, and knocked it off +again. As I sat looking at him in the afternoon I +could not avoid thinking about how he had in his +last hour of good health made such a complete +confession about matters he always before had +been so reticent about. Why? I ask the question +now. Can any one answer it. It is <i>not</i> fashionable +in our age to believe more than can be rationally +explained, but I believe most people in their lives +have had similar strange experiences. If I make +the remark that I am superstitious, then I know I +shall lay myself open to ridicule, and yet it is only +a form of admitting that I do not know all that +passes in heaven and on earth.</p> + +<p>In the afternoon, as Thorkill still lay in the +same immovable trance, I thought I must find +out whether he was conscious of my being +there or not, so I knelt down and spoke in +his ear, and called him by name. "Thorkill," +cried I, "if you <i>can</i> hear me and know that +I am here, try to give me some sign." Then<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[Pg 204]</a></span> +as I watched him I thought he breathed extra +deep, but I was never certain. Anyhow, although +I had myself no Bible, and never had used one +before, I got his out of his swag and began reading +at the commencement and kept on until it was too +dark to read any more. During the night the rain +and storm began again. I could hear in Thorkill's +altered breathing that the end was near, but I had +no other light but a match I struck occasionally, +and it seemed to frighten me when I struck one +and saw his altered face. At last I knew he was +dead, and in an agony of sorrow and excitement I +began praying to Balder, our ancient god of all that +was noble and good, to come and fetch his own. I +was fearfully agitated, and remember well how I +walked outside the tent singing the old "Bjarkamsal," +and almost fancying I saw all the ancient +gods coming through the air. It is a common +saying of a person who has died, that he was too +good to live, but if ever that saying was true of +any one, it was true of Thorkill. A pure descendant +from the ancient Vikings, yet how different was he +from his forefathers. And all Icelanders are more +or less the same. Honest, frank, and kind, he +could not understand why everybody else was not +also honest and good, and I know very well he +declined the contest of life; he could not match +his simple faith with the cunning and brutality of +the ordinary set of people one meets with when the +pocket is empty. Better, perhaps, he should have +died then and there. Why was I sorry? Why<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[Pg 205]</a></span> +did I not rejoice? Who knew but that I some +day might not die in great deal more lonely and in +much more friendless way than he? He had lost +nothing, and it was I who was the loser; but for +his sake I would be glad. In this strain of mind I +passed the remainder of the night, but when at +last daylight came it brought with it the grim +reality of death such as it is, and life such as it is, +and also a sense of what was now the only favour +I could show the remains of my friend. It was +three or four o'clock that afternoon before I had +managed, as decently as I could, to bury the body, +and then all my energy was expended. Yet as I +sat resting myself for a moment, I was aware that +I must be off somewhere before evening, far from +that spot. I had a splitting headache; my legs +seemed unable to carry me. Yet I must be off to +get the horses. I found them, but when I came +home with them it was evening and I had to let +them go again. I could do no more, and not +altogether with an uncomfortable feeling was it +that I that evening laid myself down in Thorkill's +bunk, thinking that perhaps after all we need not +part. I was sick now myself, and fancied I saw +fearful visions all night. The next morning I +could scarcely raise myself to a sitting posture, +but during the day I managed with the instinct of +self-preservation to carry some water up from the +creek and to bake a damper. My recollections for +some time after this are very indistinct. It may +have been a week or it may have been two weeks.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[Pg 206]</a></span> +All that I remember of that time are glimpses of +myself sitting by Thorkill's grave, singing, or +playing the flute. The first clear recollection of +that time which I have, was one afternoon when +I was lying in the bunk watching, in a lazy sort of +way, some rats nibbling at the flour-bag, which +had somehow fallen down from its place. The +flour lay scattered about the tent, and everything +seemed in glorious disorder. I lay a long time +looking at the rats, and wondering where Thorkill +was—whether he was making breakfast, for I felt +very hungry. I had no remembrance whatever of +his being dead. I called him; my voice seemed +curious and weak. I grabbed a poker to strike at +the rats with it—how heavy it felt! Then I got +up and went outside, and stood staring for a long +time at the grave before I recollected that he was +dead, and that I myself was or had been sick. +Everything outside the tent bore evidence of +having been thrown about as if by a maniac, and I +felt a thrill of horror running through me as I +thought of myself, how perhaps I had walked about +here at night alone, sick and delirious. I felt +quite myself, however, although very weak. I was +hungry, and felt that I must have something to +eat, get it where I could. I staggered about +looking for food. Not a vestige of tea could I +find; there was no meat except a few nasty bones +which I found in the billy, and had to throw away; +then I discovered a little sugar, and I scraped +together some flour. My next trouble was that I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[Pg 207]</a></span> +had no fire and no dry matches. It took me all +my time to get a fire, by rubbing a hard and soft +stick together, but at last I succeeded, and then +made a johnny-cake in the fire. Out of sugar I +made my supper, and sat by the fire dreaming and +living it all over again. With the help of my gun +I got some birds the next day, and stewed them in +the billy with flour and figweed. I also found the +horses all right, but I was too weak to think of +shifting my quarters just then, much as I would +have liked to do so, because there seemed to me to +be a sort of haunted air about the whole place. I +busied myself all day, when I was not hunting for +food, with repairing my clothes, but I had a great +longing to see somebody of my own species again, +and to sit there every day talking to or thinking +about a dead man had something sickly in it that +I did not like. I could not for a couple of days +find either my money or the bit of gold we had +got. Whatever I had done with it was to me a +complete blank. I found it all at last in this way: +that somehow my hat did not seem to fit me, and +when I looked it over, there was all the money +stuck under the lining, but I never had any recollection +of putting it there.</p> + +<p>I read all Thorkill's letters and took them with +me when I left. They were from his parents and +his sister, addressed to him while he was in Denmark, +telling him of all sorts of small home-news, +and hoping soon to see him again. These he had +been carrying with him everywhere, and I had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</a></span> +often seen him reading them. There were also +photographs of all his family, and I made them +all up into a small parcel intending some day soon +to write to his people.</p> + +<p>I confess I never did write. I could not bring +myself to do it. I thought of what he had said—that +they must think him dead. Why, then, reopen +their wound? Let him remain "a missing +friend." As I had no settled abode for a long +time after this, I carried his papers with me everywhere +for many years. One photograph, of his +sister, a very handsome girl, I had until after I +was married, and treasured it greatly. I think +Mrs. —— must know what became of it at last.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page211" name="page211"></a>CHAPTER IX.<br /> +<br /> + +GOING TO THE PALMER.</h2> + + +<p>When I left Thorkill's grave I made a course +as near as I could for the Cape gold-field. +This place I found almost deserted, as most of the +diggers had left for the Palmer. The few people +who remained there had seemingly nothing else to +speak about but the fabulous richness of that field, +and they were all deploring each his untoward +circumstances which kept him from going thither. +And so it came to pass that, while gradually recovering +my spirits, I made up my mind to go to +the Palmer too. But to go to the Palmer was at +that time easier said than done. The Palmer +gold-fields lay somewhere in a totally unexplored +country, and none had been known to reach the +Palmer from the Cape after the commencement of +the wet season. Many unsuccessful attempts had +been made, and the returned parties spoke loudly +of the "impossibilities" on the road, such as +swollen rivers, swamps, marshes, mountains, +blacks, and what not besides; and what seemed to +me the worst, no supplies of any kind were to be +found on the fields. One had simply to carry with<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</a></span> +him rations sufficient to last until he returned. +Add to this that a pint pot full of flour cost half-a-crown +on the Cape, with other things at a proportionate +rate, and it made me decide another +way.</p> + +<p>A new port had been opened on the coast by the +shipping companies as the most feasible spot from +which to reach the Palmer. The name of this +place was Cooktown on the Endeavour River; and +the spot is identical with a place mentioned in +Captain Cook's travels, where he ran his ship, the +<i>Endeavour</i>, ashore to carry out some necessary +repairs to that vessel. To get to Cooktown from +the Cape I should first have to go to Townsville +and thence take ship to Cooktown. Although the +distance from the Cape to Townsville was as great +as from the Cape to the Palmer, yet, as it was +possible to travel the one road and not the other, +I decided to go there, and from that port take +ship to Cooktown, whence after having obtained +supplies, I would try to reach the Palmer.</p> + +<p>I will not tire the reader by describing my +journey to Townsville. My horses were well +rested and in good mettle, and I let them trot out +every day, so that I reached the coast very quickly. +I found Townsville crowded with people who +wanted to go to the Palmer. The steamers could +not take them fast enough, and in trying to secure +a passage for myself and my horses I was disappointed +time after time. Money, however, was +flying about all over the place. I was offered work<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</a></span> +in several quarters—in fact I was nearly implored +to take it up for fifteen shillings a day, or there +was piecework, by which I could easily have earned +double that amount, but, of course, I could not +think of it. At last I obtained a passage in a +schooner which had been fitted up for the voyage. +There was accommodation below decks for forty +horses, and fully that number were hoisted on +board. On the deck was accommodation for as +many passengers as could find standing room, and +I think there must have been over a hundred +people altogether. Indeed, we were so crowded +that, if the skipper had a right to complain of anything, +it certainly could not be that he had not a +full cargo. I paid five pounds apiece for the passage +of the horses and two pounds ten shillings +for myself. We had to find our own forage, too, +for the horses, and also to provide our own food. +Water, however, the skipper had to find himself—no +light matter on so small a ship. We were supposed +to make the run in forty-eight hours, and +carried water enough for double that time. I had +corn and hay to last my horses for a fortnight, but +some of the others had scarcely any fodder. At +last we started, and when the little steamer which +hauled us out of the creek had cast us off, it was +proved to my entire satisfaction that my run of +bad luck was not yet at an end. A strong wind +was blowing, but although the ship was tearing +through the water at a terrible rate, yet we did +not make real way, as the wind was straight against<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</a></span> +us. It may seem strange that we should start +with such an adverse wind, but once the horses +were on board the skipper had to go. The first +evening we were out the captain and mate fought +and nearly knocked each other into the sea. I +mention this, however, only because I remember it; +I don't think our troublesome journey was due +to neglect or bad seamanship, but the wind was +against us, and kept so day after day until at last +it blew a perfect hurricane. The horses, of course, +suffered very much. At one time they would +stand nearly on their heads, at another, the other +way, now on one side, then on the other, as the +ship was jerking up and down. I was working +down below with my two horses all the time, +trying to ease them all I could. I tied my tent, +clothes and blankets round about the stalls to +lessen the force of the knocks a little for them. +All the horses, however, did not fare so well as +that, for their masters themselves were, for the +most part, lying in a helpless condition up on +deck, and the air below was so foul that it took +a good pair of lungs to endure it. The horses +soon began to die off, too; and to haul the poor +dead brutes up and throw them overboard took us +all our time, seeing that very few of us were +capable of such work. Upon deck it was indeed a +sight. Some were completely gone with sea-sickness +and had tied themselves to the bulwarks, +others were lying "yarning" and laughing as if +nothing were the matter. Many of these men<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[Pg 215]</a></span> +must have known that even if the ship could +weather the storm, yet with the death of their +horses all hope of a successful journey was at an +end for them. Yet one heard no complaint; and +I should like here to pay this compliment to +Britishers: that, whether English, Scotch, or Irish, +they are, as a rule, brave men. Ours was not a +momentary suffering either. It was a constant +drenching with the waves, day after day. The +horses, our most valuable property, hauled overboard +as fast sometimes as we could get them up, +and our own lives in constant danger! Yet no +one complained. They would "yarn," laugh, or +crack jokes all day long. The only exceptions to +this rule, I am sorry to say, although I hope they +were not typical, were two Danes who had come +on board. One of them had informed me as soon +as we left Townsville that he intended to run +away from his wife who lived there. Now, when +the storm was blowing, he became intensely +religious and declared it to be a punishment from +Heaven for his wickedness and he made me most +sacred promises, one after the other, that he would +return to her bosom if only God would spare him +this time. The other declared the ship to be a +regular pirate craft and Queensland an accursed +country. I had to cook for them both, hand them +their food, and cheer up their spirits all the way. +One day we spied a large steamer flying the flag of +distress. She came from the south too, and was, +like ourselves, trying to reach Cooktown. As she<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[Pg 216]</a></span> +came labouring through the waves we saw that it +was the <i>Lord Ashley</i>. The deck was black with +people and I do not know how many hundred +horses. This heavy deck-cargo caused the ship +to rock so that it looked as if it were about capsizing +every time it lurched over. Two of her +masts were already overboard, and as our schooner +ran past her we saw the people engaged in +throwing the horses overboard alive. Nearly all +the horses were sacrificed in this manner. To see +the poor brutes try to swim after the steamer or +the schooner was heartrending. We on the +schooner could give no assistance; indeed, after +all, the steamer was better off than ourselves, insomuch +that it kept on its way while the schooner +had to tear up and down and to do its best not to +be blown south again. When we at last reached +Cooktown, some days after, the <i>Lord Ashley</i> was +lying there; but it was her last journey. She was +so knocked about that, to the best of my belief, she +was sold as lumber afterwards. All our water was +now used up, and we had either to try to effect a +landing or go south again. As the mate declared +he knew a place on the coast just where we were, +where there was a fresh-water creek, it was decided +to call for volunteers among the passengers to +man the boat and get some water. As I had two +horses on board and was not sea-sick, I declared +myself ready to make one. There were six oars to +be manned. The other five volunteers, although +passengers, were yet old sailors. The mate was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[Pg 217]</a></span> +to take the helm. Before the boat was lowered +great care was taken to lash the empty casks in +their proper position and to have everything in +order. Then the captain took the wheel and ran +the schooner in towards the land further than +customary when we tacked. As we turned the +boat was lowered. The men and I jumped down. +Off flew the ship: it seemed miles before I realized +that it was gone. And we in the boat—talk about +the big swing at home in Tivoli; that was only +child's play to the rocking we now had! My hat +blew off and flew towards Townsville; my hair, +and even my shirt, were trying hard to follow! +One could scarcely get the oars in the water. But, +in spite of all, we paddled as best we could, and +shortly after were inside a little harbour, where +the water was comparatively smooth and where we +effected a landing. How peaceful and quiet it all +seemed here under the mountain. I felt, as I trod +the firm soil under my feet, that I should never +make a good sailor, and it was a terror to me how +we were ever to reach the schooner again. We +rolled the casks up to the little creek and filled them. +The mate said he had been there some years before +when he was with a New Guinea expedition. As +we were roaming about, waiting for the right +moment to get out again, we found a lot of wreckage, +old rotten spars, a cabin door, &c. Then we came +on the skeleton of a man, not all together, but +scattered about. There were also remains of some +old clothes, and we found a purse with silver in it,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[Pg 218]</a></span> +something less than a pound. The mate declared +this money to be an infallible charm, and suggested +that we should each take a piece and say nothing +about it. There were only six pieces of money, +and we were seven to share it. No one would +stand out for any consideration, so we drew lots. +I secured a two-shilling piece, and, whether for +good or for bad luck, I have it yet, and used to carry +it for years in the most approved fashion round +my neck. We had no tools with us, so we could not +bury the bones. There they lie, perhaps even yet, +the remains of another "missing friend." We came +on board the schooner again somehow. Opinions +differed much amongst us as to why we had not been +drowned, and no verdict was arrived at. The mate +said it was the charms we carried which had done +it, others said that God held His hand over us, but +the one who had no charm said it was because we +were the very refuse of the devil. I express no +opinion myself, only that it was certainly surprising. +As the storm gradually veered round +a little we reached Cooktown. Out of the forty +horses only sixteen were alive; one of mine was +dead, and the other did not look as if it could live +long after I got it out of the ship, yet it gradually +came round and proved a very good horse afterwards.</p> + +<p>Cooktown is now reckoned among the old-established +towns of Queensland, but when I landed +there it looked wild enough. To describe it I ask +the reader to think of a fair in the Old Country,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[Pg 219]</a></span> +leaving out the monkeys and merry-go-rounds. +There were some thousands of people all camped +out in tents. Those who intended to start business +in Cooktown had pegged out plots of ground +in the main street and run up large tents or corrugated +iron structures in which all sorts of +merchandise was sold cheap enough. But the +wet season kept on, and there was no communication +with the Palmer. People left town to go +there every day in the rain and slush, but many +returned saying it was no use trying, as the rivers +could not be crossed. There was at that time a +very mixed lot of people in Cooktown. All the +loafers, pickpockets, and card-sharpers seemed to +have trooped in from Brisbane, Sydney, and Melbourne, +looking for the gold in other people's +pockets, and the robbing of tents was an everyday +occurrence. Then, although it had been made +known far and wide that any one who wanted to +go to the Palmer must either starve or carry six +months' rations with him, still many destitute and +good-for-nothing people could also be seen wherever +one looked: these form a class of men as easily +distinguished from the <i>bona fide</i> miners as if they +belonged altogether to another species. No work +of any kind was going on for more than one-tenth +of the people who looked for employment, and +any one who wanted a man might easily get him +for his "tucker." I believe one could have got +them to work all day for their dinner alone. Men +would walk about among the tents in droves, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[Pg 220]</a></span> +wherever they saw rations there they would beg. +While this was the true state of affairs in Cooktown +just then, I remember well standing outside +the newspaper office, reading the paper, the +leading article in which described in glowing +terms the bustle and activity going on in this +rising city, and declared that any man who could +lift a hammer was welcome to a pound sterling +a day! Of course I did not look for any work, so +I did not care. There was also a great deal of +sickness, especially dysentery, and the doctors required +cash down before they would even look at +any one. If one took a stroll up among the tents, +it was a common, indeed an inevitable, sight to +see men lying helpless, writhing with pain on the +ground, some of them bellowing out for pity or +mercy. Very little pity or help, as a rule, did +they get. Men would pass such a poor object +with the greatest apathy, or at most go up to him +and give good advice, such as that he ought to be +ashamed of lying there and ought to try and crawl +into the tent again! Such was life in Cooktown +during the first "rush" there to any Queensland +gold-fields.</p> + +<p>I had not at that time got much money. If my +second horse had lived, I should have been, as I +thought, all right; but as horses worth six or seven +pounds could not be bought under thirty or forty +pounds, I could not buy another to replace the one +I had lost, and had therefore to be content with +one. So one day I loaded up my horse with rations<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[Pg 221]</a></span> +and went on the road. As I was going to the +Palmer, where money was of no value whatever, +and as everything depended on my being able +to carry a sufficiency of provisions, I had bought +the best of everything regardless of cost. I had +cocoa, extract of beef to make soup of, preserved +meat and such like in large quantity. Then I had +tea, sugar, and one hundred and fifty pounds of +flour. My wardrobe, on the other hand, was not +extensive. It consisted of one shirt, over and +above that I wore. Fifty pounds of my flour +with the tent, half a blanket, billy-can, pint pot, +knife, gun, &c., I carried on my own back; the +remainder, including spade and basin, I strapped +on the back of the horse. I had then only a +few shillings left of all my money when I started, +but going through the town on my road out the +burden on my back began already to feel heavy. I +therefore thought it wise to carry no unnecessary +loads, and seeing some fellows standing in +the street who looked as if they needed some refreshment, +I called them together and had a +big "shout" in a public-house as far as the +money would go. That relieved my mind and my +pocket!</p> + +<p>The road, if it might be called one, was really a +track or belt of morass, some ten chains wide, in +which one had to wade at times up to the knees. +I was prepared to endure great hardships; but to +understand the suffering to man and horse in dragging +oneself along that road one must have tried it<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[Pg 222]</a></span> +for himself. Twice that day the horse and I got +bogged. To get clear again I had first to crawl +on my hands and knees with part of my own load +up to some fallen log and deposit it there, then +back to the horse for more. When the horse was +quite unloaded, I had to take it round the neck +and let it use me as a sort of purchase by which to +work itself out. Then load it again and wade +along. I made eight miles that day, and I knew +that no one who left Cooktown with me came so +far. At the eighth mile there was a large camp +of diggers, who said they could get no further nor +yet back to Cooktown. I should have remained +there; but as I saw next morning some prepare to +get a little further, I started with them, and soon +left them behind too. That day and the next the +road was better although still very bad. I crossed +a river the third evening I was out. It was as +much as I could do to get over, and, as in the +night it began to pour with rain, I concluded, what +really proved to be the case, that the creek would +rise and so effectually cut off my retreat. The +next day the road was worse than ever. The +horse got bogged time after time, and I was myself +on the eve of being knocked up. The whole +road so far, almost ever since I had left Cooktown, +was strewn with clothes, boots, saddles, rations, in +such quantities that there would have been enough +to have opened a good store with if one could have +got it all together. I had also passed at least a +score of dead horses, sticking in the mud with the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[Pg 223]</a></span> +saddles, and, in some cases, rations on them; and +I met scores of men, who, having thrown everything +away, were struggling to reach Cooktown +again on foot. But with dogged obstinacy I kept +on trying to accomplish the impossible. At last +the poor horse got bogged again worse than ever. +I could not get him out. He looked so pitifully at +me! I am sure it knew the predicament we were +both in. I struggled and tried hard to get it out, +but I could not. As it settled deeper and deeper +into the quagmire I thought I might as well finish +his sufferings and my own. So I put my gun to +his ear and shot him.</p> + +<p>There I stood in the pouring rain alongside the +dead horse, full of anger with myself that I had +not, by using more judgment, saved myself and +my poor, faithful companion from such a hard fate. +I am not poetically gifted, and do not understand +the science of making much out of a little, so I cannot +say how miserable I felt. Yet it is nevertheless +true that I was ready to burst with grief. I +was wet through, and had been so all day, nor had +I anything dry to put on. Evening was coming +on too. Up and down the "road" there was +nothing but a quagmire, into which I sank to the +knees whenever I moved. Here also lay my hopes +of redeeming my fortunes. I know very well if I +were placed in the same position now, I should +not have strength either of body or mind to extricate +myself. As it was, when I think of it now, +after so many years, I can truly aver that I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[Pg 224]</a></span> +mourned for the horse more than for myself. I had +met no travellers that day on account of the rain, but +I knew I was about eight miles from the Normanby +River, on both sides of which large bodies of +miners were camped—those on my side being +desirous of reaching the Palmer, and the camp on +the other side being full of men who had come +from the Palmer and wanted to go to Cooktown. +But both parties were prevented from getting +further as the Normanby River was in full flood +and half a mile across.</p> + +<p>I could not continue to stand looking at the +dead horse. I felt a great longing to reach the +other men that I might, by talking to them, forget +a part of my own trouble in thinking of theirs, so +I managed that evening, and with even a part of +my goods, to reach the camp, and the next few +days I devoted to fetching the remainder of my +stores from where the dead horse was lying.</p> + +<p>On the banks of the Normanby River there was +at that time a sight which might well furnish food +for reflection. I doubt if fiction could invent anything +more strange. Several hundred men were +camped on the south side of the river waiting for +the flood to subside so that they might get over. +We had rations in any quantity, but, speaking for +myself, I can truthfully say, if the others were like +me, we had no money. On the other side of the +river was an equally large camp. The men there +were the diggers who, when the first news of the +Palmer broke out, had, before the wet season set<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span> +in, gathered to the "rush" from the Etheridge, +Gilbert, Charters Towers, Cape, and other outlying +places, and who, having eaten their rations and +gathered their gold, were now trying to get to +Cooktown to purchase supplies. A perfect famine +was raging over there. The country around is +very poorly off for game; besides, they had no +powder, and so they had been eating their horses, +their dogs, and at last their boots! It is a fact +that they used to boil their blucher boots for +twenty-four hours and eat them with weeds! It +takes something to make a Queensland miner lie +down to die, yet it was the general opinion among +men who had been to all the Victorian and New +Zealand "rushes," that they had never suffered +such hardship before or seen country so void of +game or life of any sort.</p> + +<p>There we were, looking across at one another—they +shaking their gold-purses at us, and we showing +them the flour-bags. Two came across to us. +The way they managed was this: first they took +off the rag or two which yet served them for +clothes and strapped them on to the horse, then +getting on the horse and forcing it into the water +it would soon be borne with the current down the +stream; they would then slip off, and getting hold +of the tail with one hand swim with the other. +They both managed to cross, but it looked so desperate +an undertaking that the others did not +venture. The two men who came over brought +the first reliable news from the Palmer for a long<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span> +time, and were besieged with questions. As I do +not care to return to the matter again, I will say +here that among the tales of suffering on the +Palmer by the first batch of diggers, was that of +one of my shipmates from home, who had arrived +there from the Etheridge, and who, while looking +for gold in one of the tributaries to the Palmer, +had been cut off from the main camp by the river +rising so that he could not cross to get away. +His dead body was found in his tent after the wet +season. He had died of hunger, yet under his +head was a bag with eighteen pounds' weight of +gold in it. Poor fellow! the last time I saw him +was in Port Denison, the first year I was in the +country; he had then earned five pounds sterling, +and had come into town to get it sent home to +his father and mother.</p> + +<p>On our side of the river we passed the time as +best we could. There was a large band of German +musicians, and I joined them with my +flute, which I always carried. It really seemed +strange, in the heart of the wilderness, where a few +months before no white man had ever put his foot, +to hear the tones of Strauss or Offenbach. As a +general thing, though, men would sit in their tents +while the rain came pouring down in sheets of +water. At night we suffered very much from mosquitoes, +and in the daytime from flies, the common +little house-fly, which was a perfect nuisance +all day. Dear reader, I know you expect of me +that the least I can do for you who have followed<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span> +my fortunes so far is to tell you now how I somehow +proceeded to the Palmer, and there in a +month or two accumulated at least twenty +thousand ounces of gold, with which I returned +and got married to some nobleman's daughter. I +should not be sorry to write this if I only had +the gold somewhere handy, but as you no doubt +would, after all, prefer the truth, whatever it is, I +must confess that I could not at all see my way to +go on any further. When the weather settled and +people began to cross the river I had a good look +at the poor emaciated fellows who came across, +some of them with very little gold, and all of them +more or less broken in health. Then I began to +ask myself whether the game was worth the +candle. The Germans who constituted the band +offered to take me as mate in their party, and to +put my rations on their horses; and for that I was +greatly obliged to them, but I seemed all at once +to have taken such a dislike to roaming about, and +was picturing to myself the comfort I could have +had and the sum of money I might have saved by +constant employment at my trade, that I refused +their kind offer, and instead of going on towards +the Palmer I sold my rations for a good price and +returned to Cooktown.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span></p> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span></p> + + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page231" name="page231"></a>CHAPTER X.<br /> +<br /> + +RETURNING FROM THE PALMER.</h2> + + +<p>I sat in my tent one day in Cooktown, while +the rain was pouring down outside, when my +attention was attracted by four men who stood +in a desolate sort of way in the road. They +seemed to me to have such a pitiful, aimless, +vacant way about them as they stood there while +the rain ran down their backs in bucketsful! +But I do not suppose that I for that reason +alone should have given them a second thought, +because misery and want were such common sights +in Cooktown. What, however, riveted my interest +in them was that I could see they were Danes +by their clothes, and also that they had only +been a very short time in Queensland. So I +thought I would have a lark with them at my +own expense if, as I guessed, it should prove true +that they could not speak English. I therefore +called to them in English, and invited them +to come into my tent out of the rain. They +came quickly enough. My point was to let them +think me an Englishman and to prove the old<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span> +proverb that he "who hears himself spoken of +seldom hears praise." So I questioned them from +what country they came, how long they had been +in Cooktown, where they were going, how long +they had been in Queensland, and all such matters. +It appeared then that they had arrived in Rockhampton +a few months before, had taken a contract +there to burn off a piece of scrub, by which they +had saved a few pounds, and having heard of the +Palmer, had bought tickets for Cooktown in the +<i>Lord Ashley</i>, that steamer we met in the storm. +All their swags had been washed overboard, and +since they arrived in Cooktown they had not only +spent their money long ago, but had since been +unsuccessful in all they undertook. They subsisted +on scraps and odd pickings among the tents—but +they did not mind so much now that they had got +used to it! They liked Rockhampton and the job +of scrub-burning, "that being a lively game," but +Cooktown they did not like; anyhow, as soon as +they could get a job and save enough to buy some +rations, they would go to the Palmer. What aggrieved +them most was that they had a Danish +five-dollar note (worth about ten shillings), but +they could not get it changed because the Englishmen +said it was a false one. This they told me in +a sort of English a great deal more broken than +my own, but yet they had not the slightest +suspicion about my not being myself a thoroughbred +Britisher. Indeed, the conversation was full +of interjections in Danish from the one to the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span>other, such as: "I wonder if the beggar is going +to give us some grub when he has done questioning?" +or, "He has got nothing himself to eat; +let us get out of this;" or, "Wait a minute, I will +ask him for some flour." When I had carried my +game as far as I cared, we had some tea and a real +good meal, after which, as it began to get dark, I +invited them all to stay in my tent until I left +Cooktown, because I was only waiting for a +steamer. In the night, as we all lay as close as +we could in the little tent, I had the satisfaction +of lying listening half the night to their praise of +myself, as they were talking in Danish, thinking +I did not understand. They seemed to have a +terrible grudge against some Dane in Cooktown +whom I did not know, but to whom it appeared +they had applied in vain for assistance; and now +they compared me as an Englishman to their own +countryman, and came to the conclusion that +strangers were always the best. I did not like to +undeceive them, and I never did; but it was so +very pleasant to lie and listen to one's own praise, +and I really felt quite benevolent over it, so I +thought I would do what I could to deserve their +praises.</p> + +<p><a id="page232" name="page232"></a></p> +<div class="figcenter"> +<a href="images/illus_261.png"> +<img src="images/illus_261.png" alt="ROCKHAMPTON" title="ROCKHAMPTON"/> +</a></div> +<div class="center"><p class="caption">ROCKHAMPTON</p></div> + +<p>I had decided that I would go back to Port +Denison and ask my old employer there for a job, +which I never doubted he would give me. It +seemed to me it was the place where I had been +treated best as yet in Queensland, and although +we had some differences of opinions, yet I was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span> +quite longing to see him and his family again, and +also my old shipmate and his wife. I had no doubt, +somehow, he was there still. It seemed to me +almost like going home, to see them all again, and +as I was in the tent lying listening to the Danes, I +thought that I would get my nice old room once +more as soon as I came to Port Denison and have +everything provided for me, and that I could +therefore spare this tent, and the gun, the billy-can, +pint pot, &c. When I left Cooktown I gave +all these articles to my countrymen there, and, as +I was going in the boat, even offered to exchange +their "false" Danish five-dollar note. I had +finally only half-a-crown left.</p> + +<p>I have written about this, not because I wish +the reader to know how benevolent I was, but +to make it clear how it was that I parted with +these things. It will be perceived, as my history +proceeds, how sorely I was afterwards in need of +them myself.</p> + +<p>It was early morning when I was put ashore in +Port Denison in a boat, because I was the only +passenger for that port. I had been away about +four years, and as the memory of my first landing +in this place forced itself upon me I felt that I had +not made very good use of my time so far. Yet +as I went along I consoled myself with the reflection +that even if my pocket was empty, still I was +more like a man than I had ever been before, and +if I was not rich, no one could say he was poor on +my account.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span></p> + +<p>I walked along the jetty and up the street before +I met any one; then I saw a man I remembered +as one to whom I had spoken several times +formerly. I rushed up to him, laughing and +smiling, and shook him by the hand. He seemed +surprised and looked cold upon me. At last he +remembered me. "Oh, yes! How are you? +Come by a steamer? Nice morning."</p> + +<p>How many have never known the bitter disappointment +of being repulsed in this manner? I +sneaked away, and began to ask myself if it was +possible that my old "boss," or, perhaps, even my +shipmate and his wife, would greet me in the same +manner. I had only half-a-crown left in my +pocket. My wardrobe was also in a sad condition; +yet I was clean, and had, while on the ship, +polished my boots and scented my handkerchief, +so who should say that I was not the successful +digger? Still, I felt very shaky about meeting +a new disappointment, and walked about for an +hour or two, not caring to present myself at Mr. ——'s +place, and not being able to find out where +my countryman lived. I was soon reassured, +however, for presently I saw the "boss" himself, +out for a morning walk, and he seemed both glad +and surprised to see me. After we had given the +public debt a lift in a public-house just opened, he +made a few inquiries about how far I had succeeded +in making my fortune, and offered me there and +then a job, although he said he was by no means +busy. My shipmate was with him yet, and had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> +two pounds ten shillings per week, and he would +give me the same, he said, in the hope that work +might soon be more plentiful. When we separated +I went to look for my countryman, who also +was glad to see me, and at once insisted on my +staying at his house for the present. How well off +he seemed to be! It was his own house, and he +had made a nice lot of furniture himself for the +rooms. He had also a fine garden, where, as he +said to me, he took his recreation in working it +up. But, best of all, he had a kind, good wife, +who also had been my shipmate, and two little +boys. When he came home of an evening the +wife came with his slippers and his smoking-cap, +and there he was, while I, who had gone through +more hardships these four years than many people +do in their whole life, had seemingly done no good +either to myself or to others. I had, of course, told +them at once that I intended to go to work in +the old place again; and it was my intention at +the first favourable moment which offered to ask +my friend for a few pounds to renew my wardrobe +a little, but so far I had said nothing whatever to +anybody about my circumstances. In the evening, +as we sat talking on the verandah, my countryman +quite suddenly asked me if I was short of money, +as he was prepared to let me have some if I wanted +it. It seems a strange contradiction to my previous +confession, but nevertheless it is true, that he +had scarcely spoken before I blurted out that I was +not at all short of money, and that it was a great<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span> +mistake on his part to think so, that I had quite +enough to serve my purpose at any time, and more +to the same effect.</p> + +<p>"Well, then," said my mate, "I am glad for +your sake; but as that is the case I will tell you +what I otherwise would have said nothing about. +The 'boss' was to-day passing one or two jokes +about your being so anxious to make your fortune +quickly when you left here last, and as we have +scarcely a stroke to do, I would not, if I were you, +give him the satisfaction to begin work again, +because I am sure he thinks you are very hard up." +"Does he?" cried I. "Well, he makes a mistake, +and so do you. Perhaps you think because I +haven't a paper collar on that I am ready to beg?" +"Oh, no, no!" cried he; "I only meant, in a +friendly way, to offer you what you perhaps needed, +so do not get angry where no offence is meant." +"Oh, I was not angry," said I; "but I certainly +would not work for Mr. —— again, as he thought +I could not do without him. Had I not for a fact +passed Townsville, where wages were higher and +work more plentiful, to come here? And now he +thought he was the only man in Queensland where +I could earn my living! But I would show Mr. —— different. +I would go to Port Mackay, where +there was plenty of work and no family arrangement +about it. That was what I would do." +After some more conversation of the same sort, I +went out in the street for a walk, and to get an +opportunity of thinking quietly over my now des<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span>perate +circumstances. With the exception of the +clothes I wore upon me,</p> + +<div class="poem" style="width:24em;"> +<span class="i0">"All my fortune was a shirt</span> +<span class="i0;">That was ragged and full of dirt."</span> +</div> + +<p>I walked about the streets for some time, trying +to make a song in honour of the occasion, which +was to begin with the above words, and set it to +music, and as I succeeded better than I thought I +correspondingly got into high spirits, and took it +all as an immense joke. There seemed to me only +one way out of the difficulty. I could walk to +Port Mackay, which is another and larger town, +more prosperous than Port Denison. It lies on +the coast also, and the distance by road between +the two places is one hundred and thirty miles. +The road, however, is very little frequented, as +what little communication there is is all by water. +There were, however, half a dozen stations on the +road, and I made no doubt I should be right somehow. +The blacks in that district had, indeed, a +bad name for spearing cattle and being very wild +and ferocious; but of that I took no heed. The +most important thing just then was for me to get +away from my countryman's house without exciting +in him any suspicions about the state of my exchequer. +I felt some strokes of conscience certainly +over thus repaying his kindness with such +insincerity, but I could at least truthfully say that +I had not meant it, and that circumstances over +which I had no control, &c. So the next morning<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span> +I put on a reserved, dignified air, and after breakfast +told my host that I intended to shift my +quarters. They both kindly protested, until I had +to say that I had business somewhere in the bush, +and would come back to their house as soon as I +came to Port Denison again, but that I had to go +now, and might not be back for some time. Then +Mrs. —— pressed me to take some sandwiches +with me for dinner, for which I was not sorry, and +then I started for Port Mackay. The first station +on the road was thirty miles out. That place I +meant to reach before evening. The sandwiches +went down like apple-pie long before dinner-time, +and a little before evening I gained the station. I +was even at that time so much of a "new chum" +that I took it for granted that a traveller would be +made welcome anywhere in the bush whenever he +might call. In the gold-fields where I had been +people were ashamed of refusing hospitality—at +least, I had not seen it done. This was the +furthest south I had yet been in Queensland, and +as I stood by the creek that evening and looked +over to the neat little homestead lying there so +isolated, it seemed to me quite a beautiful place, +and I congratulated myself that I had reached it +just before I got tired and in good time for supper. +I had a bath in the creek and straightened myself +up all I could before I went up to the house. It +was getting nearly dark as I came up the track +leading into the garden. I heard some one crack +a whip close behind me, and saw a man on horse-<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span>back +coming along with nearly a dozen big dogs, +who now barked in angry rage all round me. I +stood there a complete prisoner while the man on +horseback looked daggers at me. I suppose he had +been out after cattle and had not found those he +looked for; anyhow, he did not appear in a good +humour. "Where are you going?" asked he.</p> + +<p>"I thought I might have a bit of supper and a +camp here to-night," said I.</p> + +<p>"Supper and camp!" cried he. "Why the —— don't +you camp in the bush? Ain't you got +no rations, neither?"</p> + +<p>"No," said I. "I should be obliged to you if +you would sell me something to eat."</p> + +<p>"Would you not be obliged to me if I would +show you a public-house?" cried he.</p> + +<p>I was too innocent to see his jeer, only I +perceived that he did not want me, so I said, +"Public-house? yes, I should be glad;" and +added, "I did not know there was any; how far +is it?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, not far," said he, and he moved on, and at +last called his dogs off me.</p> + +<p>I was in a rage as I moved on, but just past the +house the road branched off, and I thought it +necessary to find out which to take, so I sang out +to him, "Which is the Mackay road?"</p> + +<p>"The <i>right</i> one," cried he. And along the <i>right</i>-hand +track I went mile after mile, but no hotel +was there. At last I found it was only a cattle +track, and that I had come out to a big creek,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span> +where it branched off everywhere. The moon was +just going down, and it was far out in the night +when I laid myself down to sleep. It was raining +heavily by this time, so that I could light no fire, +but, tired and worn out as I was, I slept as well as +if I had lain on a feather bed.</p> + +<p>When I woke up again it was daylight, and I +felt quite stiff in all my joints and so cold that +I could scarcely move. Three or four native dogs +were circling round me, but retired to a more +respectful distance when I sat up. These native +dogs are, I believe, peculiar to Australia. Miserable, +cowardly curs they are. They will often follow +a man for days when he is lost until he drops, +but I do not believe it has ever been recorded that +they have actually attacked a man before death +has made him oblivious to all. Not so, however, +with the crow. The crow is found all over +Australia in the most out-of-the-way places, and +many a brave man has had his eyes picked out +before he has had time to die! These birds seem +to have a sort of instinct to know when any one is +in distress. If a man is lost and the "trackers" +are out after him, they know that he is not far off +when they see a lot of crows hovering over a particular +spot. He may not be dead, but he is +certainly dying.</p> + +<p>Although I was wet, stiff, and cold, and without +any food, yet I was worth twenty dead men yet. I +saw that the only thing I could do was to retrace +my steps to the station the same way as I had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span> +come; so along the road I went, and that in a very +bad humour, most of all because I could see no +other remedy than to beg assistance where I had +been already so badly treated. When I could get +on the right track there were thirty miles to the +next station. I had only half-a-crown. What could +I do if nobody would help me? At last, at two or +three o'clock in the afternoon, I came back to the +place I had started from the evening before, when +I had been shown the wrong track. As soon as I +saw the house again I felt neither hungry nor tired. +I only felt as if I could walk for ever without rest +or food. I would ask for nothing. I would take +nothing. I would just go on. But still I had to find +out which was the Mackay road. Yes, I would go +up to the house to ask that question. As I came +up to the place I saw a young woman standing outside +the back door washing clothes, and about a +dozen blacks were squatted about the ground in all +sorts of lazy positions. I noticed especially a very tall +young gin, who stood leaning against the wall, with +a long spear in her hand. I asked the girl which +was the Mackay road, and she, looking round rather +surprised at me, said, "There—that one to the +left." She did not look at all vicious, and seemed +disposed to enter into conversation, but, true to +my determination, I turned on my heel to go again. +I had scarcely turned, however, before I heard her +sing out in an excited voice to the blacks, "Don't! +Drop that spear! Look out!" Turning round +once more, I saw the tall gin with the spear, hold<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span>ing +it high above her head, ready to hurl it at me. +I never spoke, because, to tell the truth, I never +realized that she intended to kill me. I looked +her full in the face, and, as I felt pretty indignant +at the time, my look disarmed her. Anyhow she +quailed before my eyes and dropped the spear, and +I went my way.</p> + +<p>The blacks were at that time very bad in that +district, spearing cattle, &c., and as I was going +along the road I accounted to myself for their +presence on the station in this way—that perhaps +the squatter thought it cheaper to feed them than +to allow them to rob him. That they were not +very quiet blacks I felt sure, and the more I +thought of the gin and her uplifted spear the +more anxious I became. They might, thought I, +set out after me yet and finish me off. Moreover, +as I had thirty miles to walk before I could hope +for any food, I made up my mind to stagger on as +long as my feet could carry me. But I did not go +so fast as the day before. Slowly and painfully +did I drag along. The road was simply a track on +which a horse might come along, and a sort of +coarse grass eight or nine feet high grew on both +sides. How fervently I wished I might meet +another traveller—anybody had been welcome—but +no one seemed to have been along there for +ages. On I went. Every half mile or so I would +come to a running brook crossing the road. I +became too fatigued to take off my boots and socks +every time, and this made my feet sore; but still I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span> +staggered on. It was now evening, or, rather, late +at night, but just as the moon was going down I +came to a creek which seemed larger than the rest, +inasmuch that I could not in the darkness look +across, and taking a couple of steps into the water +I went in nearly to the middle; still it grew deeper. +I therefore concluded that as necessity knows no +law, I must camp and wait for daylight before I +attempted crossing. A large tree was growing close +to the water and on the track. Down by the roots +of that tree I threw my swag, and laid myself upon +it without undressing and without a fire. My +matches were all wet, and I was too tired to walk +one unnecessary step.</p> + +<p>I was lying there looking up at the stars, feeling +so unspeakably tired, when, after a while, just as I +was going to sleep, I heard a noise not far from me +for which I could not account, but it brought me +to speculate upon the probability that there were +alligators in the water, and that it was scarcely +prudent to lie there as I did, with my feet almost +in the stream. So I got up and went back some +twenty yards or so, on the rising ground, where +there had been an old camp years before. There +I lay myself down again with a big stick in my +hand. I had just gone off to sleep when I started up +again in terror. A peculiar indescribable noise was +coming from down the creek, where I had been +before. What it might be I did not know. Never +had I heard the like before; it was a noise sufficient, +as they say, to raise the dead.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span></p> + +<p>The water seemed agitated as if an army of +blacks were coming across, the bushes and grass +were cracking as if a stampede of cattle was taking +place, and through all these noises ran a piercing +continuous yell such as no human being or animal +I knew in nature could utter. The thought ran +through me as I started to my feet: either it is the +blacks who have come to kill you, or it is an alligator +on the same errand. In any case, thought I, my +only chance was to show fight. With that I +grabbed my stick, and sang out, to gammon the +blacks, "Here! hie! Bill! Jack! Jimmy! Here +they are. Get the guns; we will have a shot at +them!"</p> + +<p>While I screamed at the top of my voice like +this, I struck the long grass with my stick, and, +to frighten the alligator, if any were there, ran +right down to where I had been before, yelling all +the while. The noise kept on in front of me, +but died away with some splashes in the water, +just as I came down. When I stopped screaming +all was silent. I stared around me, but the darkness +was perfectly impenetrable.</p> + +<p>Was there an alligator now crouching at my feet +ready to swallow me in a couple of mouthfuls? Or +was I surrounded by a mob of savages, perhaps, +lurking alongside of me, and seeing my helplessness? +Or was it evil spirits? I did not know +what it was, or where it had gone, and yet the hair +seemed to rise on my head. Do not talk to me +about bravery or cowardice! I believe most men<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span> +are capable of screwing their courage up to the +necessary point at any time, providing they know +what is before and behind them, but if I knew +where there was a man who would not have felt +fear if placed in the same position as I stood in +there, then I would fall down and bow before him. +I crept back to where I had been lying when I +heard the alarm and lay down again, and so +exhausted was I that I fell asleep at once, and did +not wake up before the sun was shining in my face. +My first thought, of course, was the noise in the +night, and I went down to the creek to look for +tracks or signs of some sort. There, close by the +tree, on the very spot where I first had laid myself +down, was the half of a large kangaroo. It seemed +bitten off right under the forelegs, all the rest was +gone. On the road and in the soft mud by the +water were the tracks of an immense alligator, and +where it had come out and gone into the creek +again a deep furrow as from a sulky plough had +been made by its tail. I had never yet been so +near death! It seemed plain to me that the +first noise I had heard which induced me to get +up and go further away from the water must have +been the alligator stealing upon me, and that the unfortunate +kangaroo afterwards unwittingly saved my +life. But as there is scarcely anything that cannot +be turned to good account, so I also tried to turn +this accident to my advantage, because I took up +my knife and cut some steaks out of the kangaroo, +which I had to eat raw, as I could make no fire, for<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span> +I could not find any of the wood with which I had +learned by rubbing two sticks together to make it. +It was with fear and trembling that I crossed the +deep creek. The water went up over my armpits; +but it had to be done, and once on the other side I +made a speech to the alligator, thanked him for my +breakfast, and wished him, "Good-morning."</p> + +<p>I walked all day, but so slowly and painfully that +I did not go very far. One of my boots was chafing +my foot so that I had to take it off, but after having +carried it some miles I threw it away. In the evening +I came to an empty hut and a stockyard, but +as no one was living there I concluded it was put +up for the purpose of mustering cattle. It was +locked up, so I lay down outside and seemed to find +some company in looking at the house. The next +day was Sunday. I felt when I got up that I could +not walk much further. Fortunately, perhaps, I +got some encouragement from thinking myself near +the station, as fences and cattle began to appear. +Yet it took me from break of day to afternoon +before I came out on a large plain, and there at +once I saw the house lying in front of me, but +yet about a mile distant. It seemed a large and +"fashionable" house for the bush. As I came +a little nearer I could see people under the +verandah, and as I came still nearer I made out +three ladies and a gentleman sitting there. They +seemed to have a telescope, which they passed +from one to the other, and whoever had it pointed +it straight at me. Ah! what a disgrace, thought<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span> +I. I would not mind so much, but I felt revolted +at the idea of standing as a beggarman before +young ladies. If I could have run away I am sure +I should have done so, but I was altogether too +weak. Still, I seemed to straighten myself up +somehow under their eyes, and I threw the long, +ugly stick I carried away, and went on with as +sure a step as I could command up to the +verandah and saluted the company.</p> + +<p>I remember well the following scene. The +gentleman, a portly, elderly man, had one of those +bluff-looking, high-coloured faces which, even while +they try to look cross, cannot hide their evident +good nature. He was now smiling in a benevolent +sort of way upon me. The elderly lady who sat +by his side also looked very kind, while two young +ladies, who also were in the verandah, regarded me +with a mixture of dignity, curiosity, and pity. When +the gentleman began to speak he looked very cross.</p> + +<p>"Coming from the Palmer?" inquired he.</p> + +<p>"Yes, sir."</p> + +<p>"Hah! did I not tell you so? Did you find +any gold there?"</p> + +<p>"No, sir."</p> + +<p>"Didn't I say so?"</p> + +<p>These aside remarks were addressed to the elderly +lady, who silently acquiesced; and then she turned +towards me and inquired, with a sort of anxiety, +"Did you happen to meet a young man up there +by name Symes? David—David Symes, that was +his name."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span></p> + +<p>I was very sorry that I had not met him.</p> + +<p>"How do you think he should know him?" cried +the gentleman, in a great rage. "Ah!" he exclaimed, +"that will teach you fellows not to run +gallivanting about the country again in a hurry, +I'll swear. All your bit of money clean gone?"</p> + +<p>"No, sir." (I had my half-crown.)</p> + +<p>"Then you want nothing from me, I suppose?"</p> + +<p>"Indeed, sir, I do, very much."</p> + +<p>"Ah! I thought so. I knew it jolly well, I did."</p> + +<p>"Father," cried the lady, "why do you keep +tormenting the poor man so? You go and sit there +under the sunshade, and I will tell the girl to bring +you some dinner. Poor man! walked all the way +from Palmer."</p> + +<p>I went and seated myself by a large table which +stood in the yard, and as soon as I sat down I fell +asleep; then I would start up again, and fall asleep +again, and every time I opened my eyes I saw them +all sitting on the verandah watching me. The +servant-girl brought a large supply of roast beef +and potatoes, also a plum-pudding, but I could eat +nothing. When I had tried a couple of mouthfuls +the squatter came down to me and said he +would show me a bed where I could lie down. +"And when you have had a good sleep," said he, +"then I will find you a job of some kind, if you +want it."</p> + +<p>I slept for nearly twenty-four hours, and when I +had fully recovered, which took me three or four +days, I had a job at ring-barking trees for the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span> +squatter for ten shillings per week. That was all +he offered me and I did not care to ask for more—indeed, +I was very well pleased. When I had +been there two or three weeks, and I thought we +were about quits, I asked for my wander-book +again—in other words, I explained that I was a +carpenter and expected to earn better money if I +could get to Mackay. I am glad to say that he +would have liked to keep me, and he offered me a +job as stockman for a pound sterling a week, but +still that did not suit me at all, so I went my way +again with a few rations in my bag and twenty shillings +in my pocket. I will not ask the reader to +follow me step by step on this memorable journey. +No doubt it will quite plainly appear that I have +gone through a terrible lot of hardships in my time, +but although I admit I should not care to have to +do it again, yet it is a fact that, when I think of +myself at that time, I seemed in no way crestfallen. +On the contrary, I was always in the best of +humours, and never doubted for one moment that +good fortune would come again. It has always +been a fact in my case that when I, as on this +journey, have had very scanty food for some time, +my voice becomes much better and clearer. So +that as I came along the road, or in the night +when I was camped, I would enjoy myself by +singing as well as if I had been a performer at a +concert. Alas! many matters which unfortunately +would not interest me much now, had at that time +great attraction for my mind—a bird, a wallaby<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span> +scudding across the road, a strange plant, all such +things would set my imagination going. It is +only as we grow older and get more sense that +such trivialities cease to amuse!</p> + +<p>The next place on this journey where anything +worth relating occurred was at a sugar plantation +about sixteen miles from Mackay. I arrived there +at eight or nine o'clock one night, but as I came +past the place, some men who were camped in a +tent by the road good-naturedly offered me a +drink of tea, and when I had drank it and was just +ready to start again one of the men, who had been +away for half an hour, came back and said that I +had to go up to the kitchen, where there was a +countrywoman of mine who wanted to see me. I +was in no way caring for a lady's company at the +time, so I asked him to make my excuses to this +countrywoman of mine and to say that I was gone; +but all the men began chaffing me, and were nearly +going into fits of laughter about her good looks, +wishing they were me, that such a girl was not to +be seen every day, &c., so at last I unwillingly +went up to the kitchen. I never thought to see +anybody more than some uninteresting sort of +country girl, and I only intended to ask her, as +shortly as possible, what she wanted, and then +go on again. In a word, I was in rather a bad +humour. The door was opened for me by a very +lady-like girl, and I was quite doubtful at first +whether it was the lady of the house or only the +servant. All at once I seemed to remember how<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span> +torn my clothes were, and my poor appearance, +and felt as if I did not like to go in; but the girl +seemed bent on patronizing me.</p> + +<p>"Come in," cried she, in Danish; "be not afraid. +If Danes meet in this country I think it is the +least they can do to speak to one another. I know +it right enough there is many a brave fellow in +this country suffering hardships such as they do +not dream of at home. Come in, come in!"</p> + +<p>I did not know at first whether to feel angry or +not over this speech, but—she was so pretty, and +she meant well, and she <i>was</i> my countrywoman +after all, so I took her by the hand and thanked +her for her sympathy, admitting that I was rather +down on my luck just then, but that I had great +hopes that things would soon take a turn for the +better. Then she offered me a cup of tea, and by +and by we were chatting away like old friends. It +was now about ten o'clock, and I thought it high +time to take my leave, when we heard some one +approach the kitchen from the house. The girl +seemed to get quite terrified. "Oh," she +whispered, "that is Mr. —— himself. He has +forbidden any of the men to come to the kitchen; +he is sure to be angry."</p> + +<p>The gentleman came in, and while he was +staring in a sort of haughty and surprised way at +me the girl was sitting bending over her sewing as +if she had committed a crime. I did not like the +prospect of being turned out very much, and I felt +also sorry for having brought unpleasantness upon<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span> +her; but, after all, the want or possession of a little +tact will alter matters wonderfully even at such a +moment as this, so, more for the girl's sake than +for my own, I saluted him in my politest manner +and begged his pardon for having come into the +kitchen. I said I had been travelling past, intending +to walk to Mackay, but that the men on +the place had told me that a countrywoman of +mine was here, and that I had not been able to +resist the temptation to call in the hope that it +might be some one I knew. I hoped he would +excuse me.</p> + +<p>"Oh yes," said he, "that is all right; I am sure +Sophy will be glad to see a friend of hers. Have +you given your countryman some supper? Don't +let him go away hungry. Surely you are not +going to walk to Mackay to-night? There is a +place over there where you might sleep: you will +show him, Sophy. Good-night."</p> + +<p>What a relief we both seemed to find at the +turn things had taken! Quite a grand supper was +now put before me, a white damask table-cloth +was spread, silver coffee-pot and cream-jug and all +sorts of delicacies appeared. When all was ready, +we both sat down to the cheese, and when at last +I went to seek my bed we both candidly admitted +to each other that this had been a red-letter day +and one never to be forgotten. I slept and +dreamed, and when I woke up again I could distinctly +remember what I had dreamed; and that +dream I have never forgotten since. I dreamed<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span> +that I saw a snake which crept on the floor, and +this snake seemed to me of wonderful beauty, but +I was not at all afraid of it—on the contrary, I +wanted to take it so that I might keep it; for that +purpose I bent towards it, but as I did so the +snake seemed to rise on end until it was nearly as +tall as I, and while I stretched my arm out to take +it, it hissed, and when I touched it, then it bit +me. I now perceived it was no longer a snake, but +that young woman who had entertained me in the +evening. I woke up at once, and grasped the whole +dream in my mind. Then I thought it must surely +be a warning. I fancy I see the sceptic smile who +reads this. I should like my readers to believe +in the truth of my assertions; and to those who +are disposed to so believe me, I will say they +may, for nothing is truer. I was lying the remainder +of the night thinking of my dream and +congratulating myself that there was no cause for +me to feel uneasy, as I should be going away in +the morning, and probably should never see that +girl again. But when morning came the sun dispelled +my fears, and I was soon sitting chatting +with Sophy while I had breakfast. I felt wonderfully +sorry that I should now have to go, never to +see her again. It was, however, ordained otherwise. +By the time I had the swag on my shoulder she +had been into her mistress, and, without my +knowing or asking it—for indeed I only wanted to +get to Mackay—had interceded for me, asking that +I should be offered work. Mr. ——, therefore,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span> +came out to me and said he had been told that +I was a carpenter, and that he had a lot of +carpenter's work he wanted done. He had no +time to go into details then, but he would be +obliged to me if I would glue together for him a +case of chairs he had, and then he would speak +to me again the next day. How could I refuse? +I got out the case of chairs and stood all day +gluing them together, outside the kitchen, but I +could not help thinking of my dream every now +and again, and I realized that there was great +danger, and that if I engaged myself for one week +it would be impossible for me to either tear myself +away or for any one else to trust me. In the evening +I sat by the fire in the kitchen, with my elbow on +my knee and my head in my hand and was in a +bad humour, although the girl was sitting chatting +more sweetly than ever by my side. To talk about +a week before I tore myself away! was it not too +late already? If I had to stay here, thought I, +until I could not tear myself away, then I must +be weak indeed. It must never be. I will go at +once—this moment. I got up and said I was +going to Mackay as soon as I could get time to +roll my swag together.</p> + +<p>She looked at me as if she thought I was mad. +Then she asked me if she had offended me, and +insisted on telling Mr. —— I was going, so that +he might pay me for my day's work; but I would +not risk the effect of any pressing invitation to +stay, and groped my way in the darkness down to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span> +the road and away. Never have I felt more poor +and miserable and lonely in my own eyes, as I went +along, than I did that stormy, bitterly cold night. +As soon as the imaginary danger was over I +pictured to myself in rosy colours how things +might have turned out if I had only remained. +And all this I had made impossible for the sake of +a miserable dream which most people would have +forgotten before they were properly awake. Oh, +yes, I deserved surely as much bad luck as fate +could heap upon me! But now it was too late. +"Too late!" I kept repeating, and then I would +make plans for going away to the end of the world, +as soon as I should have sufficient money to pay +my way. I could not in the darkness cross the +Pioneer River, which runs twelve miles from town, +and as I had plenty of time I sat on the bank of +the river all night, wishing an alligator might take +me, indulging in romantic sentiments; but the +next morning, as I was nearing Mackay, hope sat +on her throne again as I passed by the one beautiful +plantation after the other and saw enough +work going forward on all sides to convince me +that I should get plenty to do for myself, and +possibly some day, perhaps, myself own one of +these plantations.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[Pg 257]</a></span></p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[Pg 259]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page259" name="page259"></a>CHAPTER XI.<br /> +<br /> + +A LOVE STORY.</h2> + + +<p>I obtained work at one of the plantations +for three pounds sterling per week. For this +money I was expected only to work eight hours a +day and five hours on Saturdays, that being the +ordinary tradesman's hours of work all over +Australia. But as my employer was busy and I +was tired of remaining poor longer than I could +help, I obtained leave to work two hours overtime +every day, for which I was paid at the rate of +eighteenpence an hour. When I arrived in +Mackay I had gone into a Chinaman's boarding-house, +as being the most suitable place for my +means and condition, but although a similar place +had suited me well enough in the gold-diggings, +the class of men who stayed here and the accommodation +I received did not now suit me at all. I +seemed to shrink into myself and gradually got +into a morbid and unhealthy state of mind. I was +as good, at least I thought myself as good, as most +of the clerks or well-dressed young fellows I saw +knocking about the town, doing very little work; +but that they were of a different opinion was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[Pg 260]</a></span> +evident from the scathing contempt one or two of +them managed once or twice to put into their +manner towards me the first week I was in town +when I by accident had addressed them. Do +clothes make the man? thought I; was it necessary +for me to conform to their habits, and to +imitate them, to secure respect or even civility? I +would not do it. What would be gained? All was +vanity. Another little incident which had not +been without its influence upon me, I mention to +show that such unconsidered trifles make the sum +total of ordinary life, was this: the day I arrived in +town, but when I was yet about half a mile from it, +I had met four young ladies, who I suppose were +out for a walk. They were evidently dressed in +their best clothes and looked both nice and pretty, +and as youth always recognizes a sort of relation in +youth—or, if you prefer it, young men always take +an interest in young women, and <i>vice versâ</i>—I was +looking closely at them and they at me as we +neared each other on the road. They took no +trouble in concealing their verdict of me. I will +not say they were so ill-bred as to make grimaces +at me, but they might just as soon have gathered +their skirts about them and held their noses. I +saw that they considered me an undesirable party. +I was just then in rather high spirits, which could +not be damped all in a moment, so as I met and +passed them I took my stick up and held it in +military fashion close to my shoulder as I +marched by. I could hear them giggling behind<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[Pg 261]</a></span> +me, but I did not look round, and lovelorn as I was—because +you must remember my adventure of the +day before—it had a depressing effect upon me, +which grew as time went. So, after staying for a +week in the Chinaman's boarding-house, with the +first money I got I bought a tent and pitched it right +away in a lonely spot, and there I lived by myself, +like a regular hermit. I thought of Thorkill who +was dead and of his lonely grave, that dream for +which I could not account, and I thought, too, of +my own home from which I had heard nothing now +for years, and I brooded over my own friendless condition. +Then I thought of the girl on the plantation +I had left behind me, but it never entered +my head for a moment to go and visit her. Far +from it. I would travel to the end of the world +to put it out of my power rather than do that, +or for two pins I would then have put an end to +myself! It seems to me as I write, that, this being +simply true, it should not be without a salutary +warning to other young men not to allow themselves +to drift into the same state of temperament, +because it is dangerous and may spoil a life which +otherwise might become useful; nor is there any +merit in such misanthropy, as the subsequent pages +will show, and but one little straw one way or the +other will have its effect during the remainder of +one's life.</p> + +<p>One thing which it is difficult to write about, +as it seems to have no logic or sense in it, but +which, nevertheless, was of great importance to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[Pg 262]</a></span> +me, was this: I worked like a tiger, not because I +was fond of work nor to get away from my morbid +feelings, because I did not struggle against them, +nor because I was fond of money, as I had very +little use for any, as I thought, and as my wages were +the same whether I worked like an average man or +did more, but I worked because in my morbid brain +I liked to fancy that the girl on the plantation was +in great distress, and that her life and liberty +depended upon my doing certain work in a certain +time. When I got a piece of work to do I would +think to myself in this way: here is a week's +work for any man, but unless I can do it in four +days, then—all sorts of misery will happen. Therefore +I really worked as if my life depended on it, and +I would be perfectly intolerant of any obstruction +to my progress. My "boss" took in the situation +very soon, because he let me stand by myself and +dared scarcely speak to me for fear of putting me +out.</p> + +<p>This state of affairs had lasted about three +months, and during that time I can almost count +on my fingers the words I had said; I do not think +I had spoken to any one one unnecessary word. +It cost me only five or six shillings a week to live. +I had bought merely the most necessary clothes, +and all the rest of my money and cheques I had +received were in my possession, lying in a pickle-bottle +in the tent.</p> + +<p>One afternoon as I came from my work I saw +in front of me in the street the girl from the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[Pg 263]</a></span> +plantation. I ran after her. "Sophy, Sophy, is +that you?" Happy meeting! She had been in +town for a month and was now a dressmaker; but +let it be enough to say that I went at once to the +tent and got out the money and bought the best +clothes I could get in town, that I went to +stay at an hotel, and that, as time went on, I kept +two horses in a paddock, ordered a side-saddle, and +for sixteen months after used to boast to myself +that no one among the tradesmen in Mackay had a +prettier sweetheart, was a better dancer, kept such +good horses, or earned so much money as myself!</p> + +<p>I reckon this time as being among my most +pleasant recollections. People did not seem to +me so egotistic or the world so black as it had +appeared while I lived in the tent; on the contrary, +I was often invited among very nice people to +their parties and family gatherings, and I was a +constant attendant at both Oddfellows' and Caledonian +balls, and, in short, anything that was going +on. I was intending some day in the near future +to marry and settle down, and for that reason had +bought an allotment for twenty-five pounds, and I +meant to build a house on it. I had only one +fault to find with the lady who honoured me with +her approbation. It was this: she was fearfully +jealous and excitable, and would at such times be +in a perfect rage if I had done anything which she +thought not becoming; but as I took it as a proof +of the value in which she held me, I rather liked it, +and even sometimes went so far as to excite her<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[Pg 264]</a></span> +suspicion on purpose just to get up a "scene." +This happened again one day when I had been +sixteen months in Mackay. The occasion was +that I had, as it was Sunday, been out for a ride +with another young lady—I had things so handy, +the two horses, one with side-saddle and all, and +the temptation to a little extra flirtation was +always great—but when that evening, in a most +dutiful mood, I went to see my "only love," she, I +remember, was very angry indeed with me. She +was sitting sewing in her room, and I was sitting +also at the table in a careless position, with my +head on my hand and my elbow on the table, +smiling at her and enjoying matters very much, +although, as I have written above, she was very +angry, and even crying. She rated me terribly, +too, for my wickedness, and I was defending myself +mildly. "Dear," I said, "I only took her +out to-day as a mark of the respect in which I +hold her."</p> + +<p>"I'll mark you!" she cried, and she struck me +in the mouth with terrible violence. The blow +not only knocked me off the chair, but sent one of +my front teeth spinning round the room, and to +this day I am marked by the absence of that tooth. +I got up; she stood gasping with excitement, +looking at me. I cannot give the reader any idea +how handsome she was, or how fond I was of her. +Still, this would never do. I took the lamp from +the table and began looking for my tooth on the +floor. I never spoke, neither did she say any<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[Pg 265]</a></span>thing. +I can well remember. When I had found +the tooth I took my hat up and went away. This +would never do, thought I, I must be off somewhere +by the next steamer, never to return; because +I knew very well that if I stayed in Mackay +I should just go and make love to her again. I +therefore decided I would be off, never mind where +I went; and in that mood I arrived at my hotel. +On the verandah stood one of the boarders who +was the captain of a labour schooner. For the +information of my readers who may not know what +that means I will state that the plantations round +Mackay and elsewhere in Queensland employ a +great many South Sea Islanders, and that these +men are brought to Queensland under a certain +system. It is this way: a number of planters +unite in sending a ship out among the South Sea +Islands to engage all the Kanakas the ship can +hold, and who are willing to come. The ship so +engaged is under Government orders, and the +Government sends an agent with the ship, whose +duty is to watch that no coercion is employed in +order to get "the boys" to engage, and that they +understand their agreements with the planter. +These agreements are all uniform. The Kanakas +engage for three years' service, for which the +planter gives them their food and six pounds per +year; he also defrays the cost of bringing them to +Queensland, and when their time is out he sends +them at his own cost back to the island whence +they came. As I now came up on the verandah<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[Pg 266]</a></span> +the captain spoke to me and invited me in to have +a drink with him. He had been staying in the +hotel for about a month and I knew him very +well, so we went into the bar and began to talk +about his affairs. He intended to start for the +South Seas the following night, if all went well; +the only thing that upset him just then was that +his cook had deserted the ship and was not to be +found. He did not care except for this reason—that +he could not afford to keep the ship waiting, +and on the other hand he did not know where to +get another, as he could not do without a good +cook. "Faith, then," said I, "I am a good cook, +as cooks go in this part of the world, and, what is +more to the purpose, not only do I intend to leave +Mackay to-morrow if I can, but I have a great +longing to see the South Sea Islands, and therefore +I am your man, if you like."</p> + +<p>He could not see that at all for a long time, and +thought I was having a lark with him, but when +at last I said there was a lady at the bottom of it, +he winked and thought he knew all about it. So +at break of day the next morning we went on +board the schooner, and I started in the cook's +galley making breakfast for all hands. I peeled +potatoes and flogged the steak as if I had never +done anything else in my life, because the captain +would not engage me before I had shown my capabilities; +but after my trial he was quite satisfied +and engaged me for the trip at eight pounds per +month, and then I stipulated before signing<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[Pg 267]</a></span> +articles that I should have leave of absence until +break of day next morning, as it was necessary for +me to put my affairs in order before I left Mackay. +After having given my word of honour to return, I +went ashore again. There was enough for me to +see to. My "boss" did not owe me anything, as +I had received my last cheque on the previous +Saturday; but there were my tools to dispose of. +These went for a trifle among the other men: one +took one piece, one another, and the "boss" gave +me his cheque for the lot. Then there were the +horses and saddles; these also were got rid of before +dinner-time, and when evening came I had sold +my allotment which I had bought for twenty-five +pounds, for one hundred and fifty pounds, and had +all the money lodged in the bank. I had not, +therefore, done so badly in Mackay the eighteen +or nineteen months I had been there. Not only, +on an average, had I enjoyed myself pretty well, +but the sum total which I now had to my credit +was as near two hundred and fifty pounds as +possible. After tea I had nothing to do but +reflect on the wisdom or otherwise of the step I +had taken. I walked about the streets for a long +time, and as I knew very well that my sweetheart +expected me as usual I found myself circling +round the house in which she lived. She did not, +of course, know that I was going away, and as she +usually expected me about seven o'clock of an +evening, my feet seemed perforce to carry me +towards the house. I did not go in; at eight<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[Pg 268]</a></span> +o'clock I saw her sitting by the window, at nine +o'clock she was there still, at ten o'clock I saw her +sitting by the window as I came past the place, at +eleven o'clock she was standing outside, and I was +right up to her before I saw her. The reader +must not expect too much confidence from me; I +cannot repeat what she said, and will only say +this—that I have never seen her since, and that +with a heavy heart I went on board the schooner +next morning, when we hoisted anchor and left for +the South Sea Islands.</p> + +<p>Dear reader, if I were to tell you all that happened +to me on this journey in the same detailed +way as I have told you about my travels through +Queensland, it would take me too far away and +also occupy too much space, so I have thought it +better to leave it all out and take up the thread of +my history at the point when I again arrived in +Port Mackay about nine months after. Should +this effort of mine meet with the approbation of +the public, I shall be very glad to write another +book about my adventures in the South Seas, but +at present I will content myself by saying that +although many things I saw upon this journey +were new and startling to me, yet on the whole +we had a good journey, and that I was paid off in +Mackay when we came back, and at once took a +passage in a steamer for Brisbane.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[Pg 269]</a></span></p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[Pg 271]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page271" name="page271"></a>CHAPTER XII.<br /> +<br /> + +BRISBANE—TRAVELS IN THE "NEVER NEVER" LAND.</h2> + + +<p>I went on board the <i>Black Swan</i> on taking +leave of the captain and my other friends on +the schooner, and after an uneventful passage +arrived in Brisbane. Times had altered greatly in +Queensland, for the worse I thought, since I was +there last. The rich people had grown richer, and +the poor poorer. It is sad at the present day to +walk about the town and look at all the semi-destitute +people whom one sees on every side, and +then think of the "booms" which used to be a +few years ago. My objects in coming to Brisbane +were many. I had now, as I thought, sufficient +capital to establish myself in a small way at my +trade, and I intended to look out for a suitable +place near town where I might begin. I was also +on the look-out for a wife; but that was only in a +general sense, and when all is said, I believe that +what I considered most important was to enjoy +myself. In any case, with over three hundred +pounds in the bank I felt pretty independent and +considered myself entitled to spend all I could +earn so long as I could keep this nest-egg safe.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[Pg 272]</a></span> +The town was busy, work was plentiful, but +although I went about every night and spent all I +earned, yet I by no means liked Brisbane. I do +not propose to criticise the inhabitants thereof in +a general way, but so far as it concerns my narrative +at this point I must say a few words. I was +very unsuccessful in finding any girl whom I +thought might suit me for a wife, and who, at the +same time, herself approved of me for a husband. +The reason, as I understood it, was this: Brisbane +was, and is, crammed full of young women who are +glad to stand in a shop from morning to night for +half-a-crown a week and find themselves. Whether +such girls can or cannot make a cup of tea I do +not know, but my general impression of them was +that they would rather not, if they could avoid it. +Then as for servant-girls, it is a common delusion +to believe that they are well off in Brisbane; the +fact is that the majority of people who keep a +servant both overwork her and use her as a coat-of-arms +wherewith to set themselves off, and one +never by any chance reads a book either in Australia +or elsewhere in which a servant is spoken of +as possessed of even common sense. Of course, the +better class of girls will revolt at contemptuous treatment, +and they are, therefore, scarce in Brisbane, +and have always been. In the bush of course it is +different: there the servant is not spoken of as the +"slavey" and thought of as a fool, and as a consequence +they are neither the one nor the other. But +a tradesman in Brisbane has no opportunity what<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[Pg 273]</a></span>ever +of meeting any young woman outside these +circles, because the greatest possible social distinction +exists between such people as, say a bank clerk, +or even a grocer's clerk, and a tradesman or a +labourer; so is it between a music-teacher, shop-girl, +dressmaker, or a servant. I found it so, and +that had a great deal to do with my dislike to +Brisbane; but, apart from that, I had been so used +to the free life of the bush, and more lately then +to the changing scenes among the South Sea +Islands, that I could not endure for long the +everyday life of the shop and the boarding-house, +and the boarding-house and the shop. I therefore +engaged myself as carpenter to a squatter who +had a large station on the Darling Downs, and +right glad was I when I shook the dust of Brisbane +off my feet again. But before leaving this +city I should like to speak about the last piece of +work I did there, because it is in such striking +contrast to the state of the carpenter's trade at the +present time. One Saturday morning when I +came to work, my employer asked me to put a few +tools in my basket and go out to his private house +to perform certain work there. As I crossed +Queen Street a man came running after me and +asked me if I wanted a job of carpenter's work. I +said "No." When I came a little further up, along +George Street, a publican came running out of his +door, smiling all over his face, saying I was the +very man he wanted, as he could see by the +basket I carried that I was a carpenter. I told<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</a></span> +him I was not open to engagement; but he +would not take "no" for an answer. After a long +conversation in the street, in which he implored +me to do just this little job for him that he wanted, +while I explained that I was on my road to work +for which I already was engaged. I was on the +point of cutting it short by going away, when he +asked me in any case to come into his hotel and +have a glass of beer. When I came in he renewed +the attack in this way—he asked me just to +oblige him by looking at the work and telling him +what it was worth. He then showed me a large +shutter which stood under a rough window opening +in the yard, and told me that all he wanted +was for a man to fit this shutter to the opening and +put hinges on it; he had the hinges. Now, what +was it worth? I saw that he intended me to do it +if he could get me, but I by no means wanted to. +I said it was worth thirty shillings at the least: +"All right," cried he, "do it, and I will give you +thirty shillings."</p> + +<p>I was caught now, so I gave in. I took my saw +out and fitted the shutter, screwed the hinges, and +took my thirty shillings, all in less than an hour. +This is eleven or twelve years ago. I have not +worked in Brisbane since, but I know a friend of +mine who two years ago put a shilling advertisement +in the papers for a carpenter to do a few +days' work, and in less than half an hour after the +paper was out he had thirty-two applicants! I +was now working on one of the largest stations on<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</a></span> +the Darling Downs. I had only come there in a +roving sort of way, under a six months' agreement +which was made in Brisbane, and I had no intention +whatever of staying longer, but although the wages +were less than what I could earn in Brisbane, or in +any other town, I thought I should like to see a +large sheep station, and I was told by the agent in +town that I should be sure to like it. The property +itself covered I do not know how many square +miles, divided into paddocks, and in each or most +of these paddocks stood a house in which the +boundary rider and his family lived. The duty of +this man is not fatiguing; he has to look out +that the fences are in good repair and report to +the head station when anything is out of order. +Therefore his day's work is generally done when +after breakfast he has been jogging round the +boundary fence. For this work the wages are +about thirty-five pounds sterling a year with +double rations, a free house, use of cow, &c. These +boundary riders are by no means the only +employees on the station. There were general +labourers, carriers, blacksmiths, wheelwrights, +storekeepers, carpenters, and a host of people who +came and went without my knowing they did so, +but the whole formed quite a little township at the +head station. Once a year, when the wool was +clipped off the two hundred thousand sheep there, +it was an extra busy time. Then the shearers would +arrive, sixty in number, and with all their assistants +they would make nearly a hundred persons. Be<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</a></span>sides +these there were the washers, who washed the +sheep by elaborate machinery. There would be +so many people that I do not know how the +"boss" knew them all. Every one of them earned +good money, although in various degrees. The +shearers earned three shillings and sixpence for +every score of sheep they could shear. An +average day's work is from fifty to a hundred +sheep. Then the wool-packers, who pressed the +wool into bales, had also piecework, and this was +a favourite job reserved as a reward for old hands. +They earned at it a pound or more a day. This +was of course for a short time only out of the year, +but when one station is done shearing another +generally begins, and the men can, therefore, keep +on for at least six months at a stretch with very +little lost time. The tradesmen on the station +seemed all part and parcel of the station, old identities, +who had made their homes there years before +and did not intend to shift. I heard it whispered +that the squatter meant to try and break through +the monopoly that some of the old hands had +created, and that some new blood might be +infused, and I believe that I had been engaged to +hang as the sword of Damocles over the other +carpenters' heads, but I refused the <i>rôle</i>. The +head carpenter was an old, worn-out man with a +large family. He had been there seventeen years. +He had one hundred pounds a year and double +rations, with a free house, wood, water, and many +little perquisites. I daresay he had saved a little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</a></span> +money, but any one may easily understand that a +man over fifty years of age, with a large family +and a settled home where he has been for seventeen +years, does not like the prospect of change +and to have to make a new start in life. Such +a billet as that of tradesman on a station is +much sought after, and in many respects is incomparably +better than the position occupied in town +by a married man who works for wages. But +neither the one nor the other suited my ambition. +If I had been doomed to choose between the two, +I think I should, after all, have taken the lot of +the man in town, for he is more independent if he +is poorer. It is all very well to work for a master +when one is young, but as one gets on for thirty +years of age he likes to be his own master. At +least that was my opinion. There seemed to me +something so forbidding in the ringing of the large +bell on the station. It would ring at a quarter to +six on a morning for all hands to get out of bed +and dress. Then it rang at six o'clock for starting +work. It rang for dinner, and it rang when we +were to start again. It was all correct enough; +I have no fault to find with it, I cannot suggest +anything better, but all the same I did not like +it.</p> + +<p>My work on the station was otherwise both +pleasant and independent enough. A great deal +of it consisted in making and hanging gates for the +various paddocks. These would be made at home +in the shop and afterwards carted out to their<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</a></span> +places. Then I would get a labourer with me and +we would drive off in a spring-cart from one gate +to the other, and hang them. It was a regular +journey across the paddocks, and involved about a +fortnight's trip every time.</p> + +<p>The man who earned the most money of all the +employees on the station was the shearers' cook. +The shearers had a large house to themselves and +managed their own housekeeping, inasmuch as +they engaged and paid their own cook and bought +and paid for anything they liked to eat, so that +they should not grumble over the provisions. But +that object has never yet been attained with +shearers, either with the lot on this station or any +other set of shearers I have ever seen. They are +the most frightful grumblers, and who is so fit +an object for their displeasure as their servant—their +own servant, the cook? One thing, they pay +him well. The wages of a shearers' cook is the +shearing price of a score of sheep per week, or +three-and-sixpence a week for every shearer. You +will therefore see that in a large shearing shed like +this, with sixty shearers, the cook earned ten +guineas per week besides his food. But for this +money he had to do more than an ordinary man +can do, and take more insults than an ordinary dog +would tolerate. First of all, the shearers always +insist on having their table spread with good +things, puddings and cake every day. He had also +to bake bread, chop wood, fetch water, keep the +hut clean, and in short everything else that was<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</a></span> +wanted. Nobody but the very smartest men can +do it. But his work is not everything. When the +bell rings for meal-time, I have seen shearers come +out of the shed, making for the hut, howling at the +same time: "I wonder if that —— of a cook +has got that —— breakfast ready!" Everything +has to stand ready for them to "rush;" and even +if it does, yet one seldom hears other conversation +than such as: "I say, cook, do you call them —— peas +boiled? D—— you! If I had my way you +should be kicked out!"</p> + +<p>But as the majority only can dismiss their cook, +he is not sent away notwithstanding, and it is +quite understood that it is part of his duty to +assume a respectful demeanour towards his +employers. Yet, unless a cook is a good fighting +man, it is not a billet that I would recommend +any friend of mine to come all the way from Denmark +to fill.</p> + +<p>When I had been on the station for six months +I took a trip in the train to the surrounding towns +of Dalby, Toowoomba, Warwick, and Stanthorpe, +with a view to seeing if there was an opening for +permanent business in my line. It did not seem +to me that the prospect was good enough for more +than a bare living, because bad times seemed +suddenly to have set in, and competition for work +and contracts requiring small capital was very +keen. I therefore went back to the station again +and bought two horses, intending to go out west. +I had my three hundred pounds safe in a Brisbane<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</a></span> +bank, and I did not mean now to work for any +employer, but to keep my eyes open as I came +along and to take any opportunities for contracts +that might come in my way and for which I could +obtain a reasonable price.</p> + +<p>I started from Roma, which is a town lying +about 350 miles west of Brisbane and 200 miles +from the station on which I then was located. It +was fearfully dry weather when I started and there +was not a blade of grass anywhere for the horses. +I made long stages of thirty to forty miles a day, +but how the horses endured it I do not know. +When I camped out at night I would have to tie +the horses to a tree alongside of me, as there was +nothing for them in the bush to eat, and they +would have rambled away never to be found again +if I had let them go. All the food it was possible +for me to provide for them was a little bread +which I bought at the inns on the road at intervals +of seventy or eighty miles, and in the mornings +when I got up I would take a pillow-case I had +and a knife and walk about in places where the +ground was inaccessible to horses, such as the +brinks of a gully or between large stones; there +I would manage to find some dry, withered stuff, +wherewith I filled the pillow-case and shared it +between them. It was all I could do, and when I +arrived in Roma they were both very far gone for +hunger, and there, in town even, there was nothing +for them either—the last bushel of corn had been +sold for two pounds sterling. I fed them on bread,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</a></span> +but even that seemed like a forbidden thing. People +appeared to regard the proceeding with evil eyes. +Flour was scarce and getting more scarce. There +was no prospect of rain, and soon all would have to +starve! In St. George, which is another town 150 +miles south of Roma, I was told a perfect famine +was raging. For fear of being misunderstood by +people who do not know much about Queensland, +I would say that want of money had nothing to do +with this state of things, it was only the want of +rain which prevented teams from travelling and +supplies from coming forward.</p> + +<p>I left Roma again. There was nothing to do +there, scarcely a prospect of getting enough to eat. +I rambled away with my two horses out west, and +I am now anxious, for obvious reasons, not to +particularize too closely where I went.</p> + +<p>It had now become of more importance to me +to save the lives of my horses than to find +anything to do for myself. I travelled for a +month or more at slow stages, and was now right +away in the "Never Never" country. Occasionally +I would find a little for the horses to eat, but very +often it was scanty fare they had. I arrived at a +station where shearing was in full swing, and as +both grass and water seemed more plentiful there +than I had seen it for hundreds of miles, I turned +the horses out for a month's spell, while I made +myself comfortable in my tent and occupied +myself by reading such literature as I could +borrow from the shearers on the station.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</a></span></p> + +<p>Among the shearers was a man with whom I +grew to be on very friendly terms. He was a big, +strong, good-looking young fellow, about thirty +years of age, and seemed to me at all times so +polite and well-informed that I was always seeking +his company. What interested me most in him was +a peculiarly sad expression in his face, and I often +wondered at the cause of it. When the shearing +was over all the shearers went in a body to the +nearest hotel, as is customary, to have a jollification. +It happened to be located the way I had +come, so, though they did not actually pass me, I +saw them ride away, and thought it rather shabby +of my acquaintance not to come and say good-bye +to me. I was mistaken, however, as I shortly +afterwards saw him coming up to the tent on a +really good horse and leading another.</p> + +<p>"Well," said I, "are you off? I thought you +had left with the others; how is it you did not?"</p> + +<p>"No," said he, "I know my weakness. If I had +gone with them I should probably have got on +the spree and drunk all I possess. But I am now +already pretty well-to-do, because I have a cheque +for over thirty pounds and these two horses +besides. All I want is just another shed, and then +I will make tracks for Ipswich where my people +live."</p> + +<p>"But," said I, "there is a public-house this +way too."</p> + +<p>"Ah, yes," cried he, and winked, "but they do +not catch me this time. I have worked for the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</a></span> +publicans for seven years, but I will never enter +such a place again."</p> + +<p>With that we parted, and two or three days +after I got my horses up and followed along the +same road that he had taken. About noon I came +to the hotel. I did not intend to go in because the +money I had with me was getting scarce and I +did not wish to draw on what I had in the bank. +I carried, too, all sorts of necessaries on my horses +and wanted for nothing. But when the publican +saw me passing the door, he came running out.</p> + +<p>"Good-morning, young fellow; good-morning. +By Jove, that is a splendid horse you have there. +Are you travelling far? Surely you don't mean to +take your horses along in this weather. Why it +is too hot for a white man, too hot entirely. +Come in and have a bit of dinner; it is all ready. +I won't charge you; I never charged a b—— man +for a feed yet. I do not think it right, do +you?"</p> + +<p>Pressed in this way, I went inside; but my suspicions +that was a robbers' den in disguise were +aroused, and if I had not felt sure of myself I +should probably have preferred to dash the spurs +into the horses and tear away; but although I +thanked him for his hospitality and agreed with +him that it was very wrong to charge a man for +food, yet I made up my mind that he would have +to be clever to outwit me. On the verandah sat a +forbidding-looking man on his swag, and I saw at +once that he was a poor swagsman who need have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[Pg 284]</a></span> +no fear of being robbed. In the bar were three +men standing drinking, but yet moderately sober. +The publican began to bustle about behind the +bar. I kept one eye on him and one on the +horses. Scarcely five minutes had elapsed before +a blackfellow made his appearance outside, and +began to lead my horses away. I went outside +and took them from him.</p> + +<p>"Are you taking my horses away?" cried I; +"don't do it again." I used a little more persuasion, +but it does not look well in print.</p> + +<p>"Master said I take him Yarraman along-a-paddock," +whined the blackfellow.</p> + +<p>Now the publican came out again.</p> + +<p>"What is the matter?" cried he. "I told him +to take and give the horses a feed; they look as if +they needed it."</p> + +<p>"Not at all," said I; "they have had a month's +spell, and I can scarcely hold them."</p> + +<p>"All right, you know best. Are you going to +have a drink?"</p> + +<p>"Yes," I said, "I don't mind."</p> + +<p>"What is it going to be?"</p> + +<p>"Rum," said I.</p> + +<p>"Right you are. I almost thought you were a +teetotaler."</p> + +<p>I watched him closely, and saw he picked out a +particular glass, and before I let him fill it I took +my handkerchief up and wiped it carefully all +around the inside. I looked at him and he at me +while I did it. I also noticed that he tapped the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[Pg 285]</a></span> +compound from the ordinary cask, and I was therefore +not afraid to swallow it, nor did it do me any +harm. The reason I was so careful to wipe the +glass was that I knew it to be a common trick of +dishonest publicans, when they see a man coming +along the road whom they wish to catch, to take +a dirty pipe and blow some of the thick, foul-smelling +stuff that it contains into an empty glass, +and then have it ready for the customer. A very +little dose will make the strongest man intoxicated +for the whole day, and if it is not nicely adjusted, +but just a speck too much, it will knock a man +down in a dead swoon for many hours. I had +been told this on the gold diggings by more than +one person at the time I kept shanty there myself, +and I knew that there were people who travelled +about the country selling to publicans the secrets +of tricking and falsifying spirits. I, therefore, +knew pretty well where to look for danger, and +where I might take the risk; but now dinner was +announced, and we all went into the dining-room. +On the floor of the room I saw a man who was lying +there smeared all over with blood and filth. Still I +recognized him at once as my friend the shearer. +I went up and shook him until I got a little life +into him, and he sat up and recognized me. +"Hullo," bawled he, "is that you? Ain't I a fool? +Publican, give me my horses, I want to go with +this young fellow. I am going away this afternoon. +Don't go away without me."</p> + +<p>"All right," said the publican; "I will see to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[Pg 286]</a></span> +get the black boy to find your horses for you, but +he says one has got out of the paddock."</p> + +<p>Then we had dinner—that is, I had a good meal; +but the drunken shearer could not touch food, and +presented a terrible picture of sickness and misery. +By this time I was not on good terms with the +publican; but I did not care. I only studied how I +could get the other poor fellow away, and I could not +as yet see any way. As soon as we came from the +table he staggered into the bar and called for +drinks for all hands. The publican then called his +wife, four or five children, a seamstress, the servant-girl, +myself, the man in the yard, the black +boy, the bushman I had seen, the traveller on the +verandah, who had had no dinner, and himself, and +they all had their drinks! It was a shilling a +glass. Then the shearer asked him to be kind and +let him have the balance of his cheque, which, it +appeared, he had given the publican to change for +him when he came; but that good Samaritan +simply told him that he would not do such a +thing, as he was too drunk to take care of money. +When he went away he should have it. The +shearer, who was getting more intoxicated again +after this last glass, hung over the counter, and, in +a plaintive sort of way, cried, "I am a —— fool! +Never mind, let's have another. Here, fill 'em up +again."</p> + +<p>I could do no good, so I went away without +paying for my dinner. I met the shearer two +years after, when he told me all about it. It<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[Pg 287]</a></span> +appeared that he had tried to pass the place in the +same manner as I, and that the publican had persuaded +him to come in. He had not liked to take +his dinner for nothing, and had given the publican +the cheque he had for changing. He had been +promised the money in half an hour, but was +shortly after intoxicated, and had never been able +to get either the horses or the money again. +After having been in the state I saw him for +about three weeks, the publican presented him +with a bill, from which it appeared that he owed him +for "refreshments" more than the amount of the +cheque added to the value of horses, saddles, and +bridles. The publican had, therefore, kept the +horses, but had kindly given him a bottle of grog +to take with him on the road when he went away! +This process is called in bush parlance, "lambing +down," and is going on every day, year after year!</p> + +<p>I had not gone far from the hotel before I saw +a man coming after me. He called me to stop, +which I did, and when he came closer I perceived +that it was the man who had been sitting on his +swag in the verandah at the hotel. He said he +had come after me because he had neither rations +nor money, and did not know how to get along +the road unless I would be good enough to let +him travel with me. He wanted to go to —— station, +and try to get some shearing to do. It +happened that I intended to turn off the road +about half a mile further on, and that according +to the place to which he said he was going we<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[Pg 288]</a></span> +should travel in almost opposite directions, and I +told him so. I said also that if he was pushed I +would help him with a few rations, but that I had +not time to accommodate the pace of the horses to +his walk, as I had already been travelling for a +much longer time than I liked. Of course he said +he would be glad of anything, and so I got off the +horse and had a fire lighted, by which we made +some tea, and he had his dinner out of my +provisions. After the meal he suddenly made up +his mind that he might as well go the same road +as I, and try to get a job at a station which we +should pass some forty miles from where we then +stood. I did not like this much, because he +seemed to me a man whose company I should not +appreciate, but, as the loneliness of the bush +always appeared to me to engender a sort of +fellowship towards whoever is there, I did not +find it easy nor did I deem it right to say I would +have nothing to do with him. On the contrary, I +said that we would push on together then for the +day, and that I would walk while he put his swag +on my saddle-horse. In this way we now went +several miles, and my travelling companion had +very little to say. He seemed to know the road +to perfection, and about four o'clock in the afternoon +he suggested that we should camp at a +certain spot at which we had arrived, but about a +hundred yards off the road. I objected. I said +he was free himself to camp or not as he chose, +but if he wanted to travel with me he would have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">[Pg 289]</a></span> +to walk a good deal further, as I had by no means +come as far yet as I considered a day's journey +required. After that we started again, but my +new friend seemed frightfully morose, and had not +a word to say. As the horse he held was a better +leader than mine he gradually forged ahead of me, +and try as I would I could not keep up with him. +I was just wishing myself well rid of him when I +saw him suddenly turn off the road, leading the +horse after him, and although I called again and +again, he neither turned round nor answered me +until he came to a deep water-hole about a mile +off the road. Here he took the load off the horse, +and hobbled it out. I was not only angry, but I +was also to a certain extent afraid. I had already +agreed with myself that I could not lie down to +sleep alongside of him; but what, of all things, did +he mean by leading me to this place? As soon as +I came up I asked him what he meant, and how +he dared to take my horse off the road. I had +taken the bridle belonging to the saddle-horse to +go and catch it again, for I intended now at all +hazards to get rid of him. At this juncture he +came towards me.</p> + +<p>"Here is grass, and here is water," cried he, +"and out of this spot shall neither I nor any —— German +or —— Dutchman come to-night. Let +go that bridle!"</p> + +<p>Then he grasped the bridle. You know the old +proverb that "There is a time when patience +ceases to be a virtue," and in my opinion that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">[Pg 290]</a></span> +time had now arrived. I had not been so long in +Queensland without learning to defend myself, so +I closed with him. What a fearful struggle we +had! As far as I was concerned, I felt as if it was +a struggle for life, and I fought accordingly. Now +we were up, now down. Sometimes I was on the +top of him and sometimes I was under, but whatever +happened I must not give in, because I felt +sure I should receive small mercy if I did. At +last I had him. My hands were round his throat, +and my knees on his chest, while I felt his hands +slide powerless off me. It was not victory yet. If +I let him go he might renew the attack, so I +pressed his throat until he was nearly black in the +face, and I sat on him as heavily as I could, +because I was angry, and when at last I let him +go, it was not before I thought I had taken all his +fighting humour out of him. While I loaded my +horse again I called him all the names I thought +it probable would insult him most, in case he might +have any honour and shame in him, and at last I +threw his swag at his head and cried, "There, you +old loafer!"</p> + +<p>Then I got on the horse and rode away; nor did I +stop that night before I had put fully twenty miles +between him and me.</p> + +<p>I was now following down the —— River, +towards the town of ——, which I was anxious to +reach as soon as possible. The weather had so far +continued fearfully dry, and the heat was every +day intense, but when I was within ninety miles<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">[Pg 291]</a></span> +of the township it began to rain. It rained as if it +intended to make up for a two years' drought. +The river I followed was nothing but a dry sand-bed +when the rain began, but in three or four +days it became a roaring torrent. I saw that we +were in for a first-class flood and became anxious, +as the country on which I was camped seemed to +me very flat. Just as I had made up my mind +that such was the case I met a party of stockmen, +or, more correctly, they came to my tent. They +had been out helping to shift some shepherds and +their sheep to rising ground, and they assured me +that the place I was in would be flooded. As +they directed me to what they thought a safe spot, +I shifted my tent at once to that place. It was a +low, narrow ridge about a mile from the river. +Here I prepared myself to weather it out. Next +morning when I got up, I saw the river much nearer +than the evening before. During the day it rose on +all sides, and before evening again I was a complete +prisoner on about ten acres of land, while the +water roared and hissed on all sides of me as far as +the eye could reach. This state of affairs lasted +about three weeks. Anything more appallingly +lonely than to sit there in the tent, and look out +on the awe-inspiring sight of the flood with its +swiftly running, destructive water cannot be conceived. +As I had but little room for exercise in +my prison I could not sleep at night, and so I +would sit and sing or play on the flute, and think +of all sorts of things. The waters did not go down<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">[Pg 292]</a></span> +at the same time as the rain ceased, and I had it +all to myself some beautiful moonlight nights. I +had heard the stockmen speak about an old shepherd +who, with his sheep, was camped on a sort of +island, which was formed by the river opposite the +place I was in, and about a mile and a half distant. +He was, therefore, my nearest neighbour. I could +hear him at night sometimes felling trees for +exercise, and occasionally he would answer me +when I cooeed. Little did it matter to him +whether the flood was on or not. At ordinary +times he would probably never see any one for +weeks or months, as no one could have any business +there excepting the ration-carrier once a week, +and the shepherd, as a rule, did not see him, as he +was away with his sheep when the carrier arrived +in his hut. I used to speculate as to who he was—an +old man, with wife and family dead, perhaps. +What a sad existence! Or, worse still, an old +bachelor, crusty and tired. Surely he would +have some one he longed to see, and who longed +for him! How many years, thought I, had he +been there, or in places like that? What did he +do with his money when he got it once a year? +Would he go with it to the nearest hotel, and as +he saw other men wonder why they were not as +glad to see him as he to see them? Would he purchase +their good-will with grog? What else could +he do, or was he likely to do? Anyhow, when it +was all spent, and he would get angry when +people would have no more to do with him, would<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">[Pg 293]</a></span> +he be kicked out? Would he then come back here +for another year? What else could he do? I +have, among shepherds, seen many men who +must have been what is called well educated. +They count in their ranks both lawyers and parsons, +but disappointed and embittered silence is +generally the stamp of them all. Sometimes the +reverse is the case; then they will talk as if they +could never stop. I like solitude myself to a certain +extent, but it must surely be an unnatural life +for any man to lead quite alone in the bush.</p> + +<p>When at last the floods subsided I had the +greatest trouble in making my way, because there +would be the most treacherous boggy holes where +one least expected them. I had also fared hard on +very short rations, so as to make what I had last +until I could purchase more, and when I started +away from my camping-place I had only one more +loaf of bread; all the rest was gone. I was, therefore, +very sorry to hear at the nearest station that +they would sell me nothing whatever, and when I +came to the next one again it was just as bad. +I travelled for some days in this way, and had had +scarcely what would make half a meal for each +day, when at last I arrived at a place only twenty-four +miles from town where I should have to cross +the river—if I could—so as to get on the main road +leading into the settlement. It was about ten +o'clock in the morning when I neared this place. +It was only a small cattle station, but I thought +that whatever happened I must try to get some<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">[Pg 294]</a></span> +rations here. I came along at a pretty brisk +gallop, but when I was about twenty chains from +the houses which formed the place my horses shied +violently at a man who was lying in the middle of +the road. I was, on the spur of the moment, put +out of temper, and began to rate the fellow for +choosing his camping-place there.</p> + +<p>"Oh, let me lie!" he cried. "Accursed be the +day I came to Queensland! I have laid myself +down to die here. Shall I not be allowed to lie? +Leave me alone. O God, O God!"</p> + +<p>I looked closer at him. It seemed that he was +in earnest, and the wonder was that he was not +dead already, as he was lying there in the terrible +sun without the least attempt to get into the +shade. He was a short, slightly built man and had +a terribly emaciated, woe-begone face. It took a +long time and much persuasion before I could get +him to tell me what was the matter. Then he +said he was dying from hunger. "Pshaw," I +said, "right here in front of the station! I am +hungry too, but in half an hour I shall be back to +you with something to eat."</p> + +<p>He laughed bitterly. "Have you got it with +you?" said he. "No; but I have money, and I +will buy some up here." "You might save yourself +the trouble to ask for it," said he; "you will +get nothing." "Why," cried I, "I will tell them +that a man is dying with hunger outside the door." +"They know it. The squatter hunted me yesterday +when I told him that I could not cross the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">[Pg 295]</a></span> +river or get further without food. Oh, accursed +Queensland, and the day I saw it first! Let me +lie; I only want to die."</p> + +<p>I could not understand it, and I came to the +conclusion that it must be the man's own fault, +and that the people on the station had no idea +about the despairing state he was in. I looked at +the river. It was swollen yet, and not fordable on +foot, but I had no fear but that I could get over +with the horses, and I was, therefore, in a position +to promise him that he should be with me in +town that same evening. On hearing that he +brightened up a little, but I was myself so hungry +that I thought I would go up to the station and +get some food for both of us. I therefore hobbled +out the pack-horse after the swag was off him, and +rode up to the place, promising my despairing +friend to be back to him with all possible speed. +When I came into the yard my horse made a +dead stop outside an old stable. I got off, and +looking into the stable saw another man lying on +his face in one of the stalls. "Halloa," thought I, +"it appears that all the people here are off their +legs!" and I sang out to him, asking him whether +he was dying of hunger too. "No; but I am +blind," said he. "Who is that?" I told him I +was a traveller, and that I just wanted to buy a few +rations. "It is not you who were here yesterday?" +inquired he. "No," said I, "that poor fellow is +lying out in the road, and says he is dying for +hunger. Surely it has not come to that!" "I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">[Pg 296]</a></span> +was awfully sorry for that man yesterday," cried +he, "and only that I cannot see at all, for I got +the sand-blight a fortnight ago, I should have +given him something." Then, as with a sudden +inspiration, he said, "Are you his mate?" +No, I was not his mate, I was only sorry for +him and very hungry myself. "Will you swear +you will give him the half of what I will give you?" +Yes, I would swear. "All right! Then look +in that other stall there under the bags and you +will find a piece of bread, but remember he is to +have the half." "Yes, yes," cried I, while I +looked under the bags and found about half a +pound of stale bread. "But are you really so +very hard up here? Surely you must have plenty +of beef." "So we have," said he, "but I have +been blind for two weeks and cannot kill a beast if +we run out, and the super himself is a bad hand. +We are nearly out of flour and everything else, and +there is a party of fencers cut off by the flood +that we expect in now every day. We must keep +something for them; still, that super is a skunk, or +he would have given the man a piece of beef, but +he won't give anything or sell either, so there is +an end to it. You might save yourself the trouble +of asking him. Are you gone?" "No," said I, +"I am here yet. I am only looking at an old +grey-bearded man who is coming out of the house +and putting a saddle on a horse." "That is +he." "Is he the only one at the place besides +yourself?" "Yes, unless you reckon the old<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">[Pg 297]</a></span> +woman in the kitchen." "Could I not get round +her after he is away?" "Not you; you will get +nothing out of either of them."</p> + +<p>I then went up to the squatter and saluted him. +Would he kindly sell a few rations? "No, I +will do nothing of the sort," cried he. "You do +not know how short we are here. I have got no +rations." "But," said I, "you surely do not +know that there is a man lying out there on the +road who says that he is dying of hunger. Just +sell me a piece of beef." "Dying of hunger. +Ha! ha! ha! that is too good. Why, he is a +regular loafer. He was here for rations a fortnight +ago, and he was here yesterday. Let him go into +town. I cannot keep him."</p> + +<p>"That is all very well," said I, "and I cannot +pretend to say what the man is. But how can +you get to town, when you cannot cross the +river? He told me he has been lying about in +all this rain and flood, and the wonder to me is +that he is not dead already." "Is that your +horse?" inquired he, pointing to where I left it +standing. "Yes." "Well, then, just take my +advice and get into town yourself." "And won't +you sell me a piece of meat?" "No." "Not if +a man were dying of hunger?" "Don't talk to me +about dying of hunger. It is too rich, it is +indeed! Good-morning." With that he rode +away, and left me standing there meditating upon +what he had said and at free liberty to decide in +my own mind whether, after all, I had any right to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">[Pg 298]</a></span> +expect people in a place like that to provide the +necessaries of life for travellers.</p> + +<p>But one cannot argue with the stomach, and, +ravenously hungry as I was, my sympathy was +with myself and with the man whom I left out on +the road, and I therefore thought I would make +one more attack, this time on the old woman in +the kitchen, who, during my conversation with the +super, had twice come round the corner to empty +slops, and who, I suppose, as a mark of the respect +in which she held me, had thrown them so close to +me that it had sprinkled me all over. She did +not look very hospitable, but I had at that time +great faith in my power to charm the fair sex, or, +as Englishmen less gallantly call them, the weaker +sex. I, therefore, wreathed my face in smiles +and put myself into the most graceful position I +could assume, while I knocked at the kitchen door. +No one answered my knock, so I went inside, still +retaining my charming appearance. On the other +side of the kitchen stood a row of saucepans with +something cooking in them, which emitted an +odour that did not go far to prove the theory of +want raging in the place. Here is my luck again, +thought I, I will get a good meal at last. The old +lady now came running in from one of the rooms—a +most forbidding object to make love to! +"You can't get no rations here," cried she. +"Clear out of the kitchen!" Then she took up a +piece of firewood and struck at me with it. How +could any one expect me to look happy under the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">[Pg 299]</a></span> +circumstances? I knew I was getting to look +ugly. Then I pulled out my large knife and rolled +my eyes in my head. That seemed to please her. +She now only mildly protested, while I took the +lid off one of the saucepans and lifted out five or +six pounds of meat, with which I made my escape. +When I came out with this to the traveller on the +road his joy was a pleasure to look at. He could +not understand how I had got it. So weak was he +that he cried like a baby.</p> + +<p>The tea, of which I had yet a supply, was made, +and then the feast began. I counselled him not +to eat too much, but between the two of us there +was scarcely anything left when we were both +satisfied. Then he began to tell me his story, of +which I can only give the general outlines as I +have forgotten the details; but a more terrible tale +of misery I had never heard, and any one who +will fill in the picture for himself might easily +understand that he must have suffered almost +enough to justify him in lying down to die at last, +when all hope seemed gone.</p> + +<p>He said that travelling along he had been overtaken +by the flood, and had camped by himself +in a similar place to the one where I had been a +prisoner, only with this difference—that he had had +no tent. He had managed to keep a log on fire all +the time, and had hung his blanket over a pole to +form a fly, but of course he had been as wet all the +time as if he had been hauled out of the sea. By +the time the water went down he had eaten every<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">[Pg 300]</a></span> +scrap of provision he had, but had nevertheless +reached this station about a fortnight since. +Here, as already stated, they would neither sell +nor give him anything. He could not cross the +river to get into town, so, in a terrible condition +from hunger, he had turned back in another direction, +some twenty miles or more to where there +was another small station. The country was all +flooded on his way, and for five miles in one +stretch he had waded through water to his +shoulders, only being able to know the direction +in which he wanted to go by following along a +fence, the top of the posts of which were out of +water. I forget how long it took him to reach +this place, but when he did arrive there it was only +to be told that he could get nothing. Being apparently +the sort of man who would bend his neck +to any stroke of misfortune, he had meekly turned +away, he did not know himself whither, when by +good luck as the issue proved, he had fainted when +close to the house. A man had then come out +and given him something to eat, besides a little to +take with him, and had told him that twenty-five +miles in another direction was a place where he +could procure supplies. He had gone thither, but +as the people there had proved but one degree more +merciful than their neighbours, they had only kept +him alive a couple of days, and then started him +back here to where I found him. All his money +was seven shillings. The squatter here, as already +stated, would neither sell nor give him anything,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">[Pg 301]</a></span> +and as he saw he could not cross the river for +several days on foot, not being able to swim, he +had laid himself down to die when I arrived on the +scene. While he told me all this, he was gradually +getting very sick. The sweat hung in large drops on +his pale face, and he threw himself about writhing +in agony. I need scarcely say, perhaps, that he +had eaten with less moderation than he ought. I +bustled about him, trying or wishing to do him +good, but I did not know how. I was also very +anxious for us both to be off, because I heard the +squatter fire a gun in the yard, and I concluded +that he had come back and that the old woman +had told him what had happened perhaps, or most +likely drawn on her imagination at the same time. +As the bishop said when he saw a criminal on +the road to the scaffold: "But for the grace of +God, there go I." The reader of this truthful +narrative may decide for himself who deserved +hanging most—the squatter or I; but whatever +the opinion may be, I had undoubtedly committed +robbery under arms, and, in my opinion, the man +who would see another die outside his door if he +had it in his power to save him, might also add +such small particulars to the tale as would make +his case strong and interesting—especially as +there was a lady in the case. I had doubtless +committed a crime which, according both to the +spirit and the letter of Queensland law as among +the greatest for which a criminal is punished. +Just imagine how the case might have appeared<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">[Pg 302]</a></span> +in court. There the old grey-bearded super, the +worthy pioneer, and the interesting, inoffensive +old lady, who in a fainting condition, would tell +her horrible tales; here a fat, bouncing Crown +Prosecutor; and lastly the two loafers in the dock, +whom nobody knew or would have believed. As +after events proved, the super was either too much +of a gentleman or too much of a coward, as he +neither came out and remonstrated with me nor +prosecuted me afterwards.</p> + +<p>Six weeks after this event happened I was an +employer of over a dozen men, and as time went +on I was looked upon as a rising man in that +town toward which I was now going, and no one +thought themselves too good to know me. Among +my acquaintances was this same super. He did +not at all recollect me from this adventure; but +one day I reminded him, and told him what I +thought about him.</p> + +<p>Begging the reader's pardon for this digression, +I will return to where we still sat in the road. +While I, for the above-named reasons, perhaps not +clearly defined in my mind, was anxious to be off, +and my travelling companion was writhing with +pain before me, an accident happened which I at +the time thought one of the greatest possible misfortunes. +My best horse—my saddle-horse—got +drowned in the river. It came about in this way: +ever since the flood the air had been thick with +countless millions of sand-flies; it was so bad that +one could scarcely exist unless when sitting with<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">[Pg 303]</a></span> +the head over a fire enveloped in smoke. The +horses suffered fearfully from their attacks, and +just then they both became as it were quite +maddened, and galloped straight for the river. I +managed to catch the one, but the other, as if it +premeditated suicide, jumped right in, and being +hobbled could not well drown just then, but was +swept down the current and away. Next morning +we had eaten all our provisions and were as +hungry as ever. The river, however, was falling +fast. I got on the one horse and tried the river in +several places, but nowhere was it so low that the +horse could walk across. I could get across myself +on the horse, but it reared and bucked when +the other man tried to climb on it too; as he could +not ride he began his lamentations again, imploring +me not to leave him behind. I had no idea of +doing that, but it cost me not a little trouble to +think out what was best to do. Unfortunately +neither of us could swim, and as he was of very +short stature, the river would have to fall until he +could walk over almost dry-footed before he would +dare to attempt it. I was a head taller than he, and +as the day went on I kept walking in the river and +trying it with a long pole to find the shallowest +place. The current was very strong, but the +water was falling fast, and tired out by my companion's +lamentations and the whole misery of the +situation, I told him that we would a couple of +hours before sundown try to cross the river or die. +It was a dangerous undertaking, because not only<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_304" id="Page_304">[Pg 304]</a></span> +was the water still very deep, and I had only a +general idea of it being fordable, but the current +was so strong that I did not know whether I should +be able to keep on my feet when I came to the +deepest part. First of all I wrote a few words in +pencil to the manager of the bank in which I had +my money, telling him what to do with my account +in case I should not claim it. After having +put it into an envelope, because I always carried +these things, I gave it to my fellow-traveller, and +without letting him know what it contained, +exacted from him a promise that he should post +it in case I got drowned. It was the least he +could do certainly, because as a reward I said he +might have all the rest of my belongings, always +supposing, of course, that I should have no further +use for them. Then I helped him on to the horse, +and told him just to sit still until he saw me safe +on the other side, and that the horse would come +to me when I called it as long as he did not pull it +about. Having done all this, I took off all my +clothes and strapped them on to the pack-saddle, +and lifted the whole burden on to my head so as +to give me extra weight. I also got a pole about +fifteen feet in length to stand against, and then I +faced the river. The river was not very broad—I +should say about three chains. From the side +where I was it gradually sloped towards its +deepest part which was near the other side, and +there was at least one chain in width where I did +not exactly know the depth more than that the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_305" id="Page_305">[Pg 305]</a></span> +horse so far had had to swim across earlier in the +day when I had tried it. The river was still falling +every hour, and I was determined for both of us to +get across then. I waded into the water, and it +all went well until I came to the middle. Somehow +I thought I must have got to shallower +ground than where I had tried it before. The +water rushed round my sides, and every time I +had to lift the pole and put it forward it took me all +my strength to do it. The last step forward had +brought me into still deeper water, and my +strength seemed exhausted—perhaps it would be +more correct to say that to hold the pole in position +and keep myself on my feet demanded as +much force as I ever had. I seemed to stand +dancing on the top of the big toe while I could +feel with the other foot that it was still deeper +in front of me. I pressed on the pole to keep me +down, but I felt that I had neither strength nor +pluck enough to shift it either forwards or backwards, +nor even to keep standing where I was very +long. Yet how tantalizing; in front of me, just +another step, and I might grasp the boughs of a +large tree hanging out over the water. And must +I die there?</p> + +<p>As in a panorama my whole life seemed to pass +before me in review: At home—my schoolmates, I +saw them all—then Hamburg—the emigrant ship—Thorkill—the +gold-diggings—the South Seas—Brisbane—all +along this miserable journey and +back where I stood. I turned my head and looked<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_306" id="Page_306">[Pg 306]</a></span> +behind me to where the Englishman sat on my +horse. He laughed loud an unpleasant ha! ha! +ha! ha! It was his way to cheer me on, but it +jarred on my ear. My heart began to beat as if it +would burst. Have you travelled so far, I thought, +and have you seen and suffered so many things on +purpose only to drown in this muggy stream? +Never! I gathered myself together for a supreme +effort. I threw the pole from me, rushed forward, +rolled, lost the saddle, but grasped a bough, and +the next moment I climbed up the other side, +when I fainted for the first and only time in all my +life. When I recovered the other man had come +over and stood alongside of me with my horse. +We intended to travel all night, so as to be in +town as soon as possible, and my friend seemed +quite gay at the prospect before us. Where we +stood, however, was only on a sort of by-road, and +I understood that the main road to —— was a +couple of miles distant. I, therefore, suggested to +my companion that he should walk off as fast as +he could, while I was pulling myself a little +together, and that I would overtake him on the +horse before it got dark. But—I had not got a +stitch of clothes to put on! and I had to ask him +to let me have some of his. Then he began to +talk while he pulled his swag open. He had only +two shirts and two pairs of breeches that he had +paid fourteen shillings for in Liverpool, but of +course I should have them. Were they worth ten +shillings? Was the shirt worth five shillings? I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307">[Pg 307]</a></span> +would not get the like under eight shillings. If I +thought it was too much, I might have the +breeches he had on for five shillings.</p> + +<p>I was completely amazed. Was this the man +for whom I had risked my life, and as nearly as +possible lost it? For whom—call it what you like—I +had begged and taken by force at the station +what I thought necessary to save his life? For +whom I had lost my horse which had carried me +so many hundred miles, and the saddle and all my +clothes? Here I sat as naked as the day I was +born, all to save his life, and my reward was to see +him in front of me; but he had not perception +enough to know that he owed me anything. The +money I had—three or four pounds—I had on +purpose taken out of the swag before I crossed the +river, and given to him so that it might not be +unnecessarily lost. I had, therefore, that, but I +wondered whether he would give me any clothes +without money if I had none, or whether, if so, I +would have to force them from him. I asked him, +and said, "What if I have no money?" "Oh, +but you have," said he; "I saw in your purse +you have plenty of money." Then I bought the +clothes and paid him what he asked for his +breeches, for which he had given fourteen shillings +in Liverpool. I bought his shirt also for +five shillings, and a dirty, nasty towel he had was +thrown in as a present for me to wind round my +head instead of a hat.</p> + +<p>Then he went away quite happy, asking me not to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_308" id="Page_308">[Pg 308]</a></span> +be long behind, as he was to ride half-way on my +horse, and I dressed myself in my new clothes. I +did look a terrible picture. The breeches were six +inches too short, the shirt would not button round +my throat, I had neither socks nor boots—and then +the towel as a turban round the head! The horse +fairly snorted at me with terror. I sat where I was +till it was nearly dark. I had no wish to see the +other fellow any more. But I made a vow, never, if +it was possible to avoid it, would I travel like this +again. But I was in dejected spirits—not, I believe, +so much for what money value I had lost, or for +any fear that I could not put a stop to this sort of +travelling about almost whenever I liked, but for +the conduct of that man. As I rode along I kept +saying to myself, "It shall be a valuable lesson." +Still, I fear that that sort of lessons are generally +more sad than valuable.</p> + +<p>It was now all but dark, and when I had ridden +so far as to make me wonder that there was no +sign of the main road yet, I got off the horse +and began to look closely at the track along +which I had come. I then found that it was +only a cattle track, and that the horse must have +left the right road without my noticing it. Then +I began to run the tracks of the horse back again. +But the tracks were confusing, crossing and recrossing +each other so much that I lost my cue, +and by the time it was quite dark I stood in dense +brigalow scrub and had to acknowledge myself +lost. I tied the horse to a tree and sat down<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_309" id="Page_309">[Pg 309]</a></span> +alongside. It was no use to walk about further +before daylight. I had a general idea where the +town was lying, but I knew there were no houses +or people living between where I was and there. +I was also afraid that if I did not strike the road +I might pass the town within half a mile and not +know it. As for making back for the river and +station, that would be out of the question, because +it would have made me no better off. But on the +whole I was not afraid that I should be unable to +find my way somewhere, the question was really—how +long could I keep up without food? The idea +occurred to me that I could at all events eat the +horse as a last extremity, but I drove the thought +away as soon as it came. To be there, and look +up at the horse—my only friend—and to think +that I intended to kill it, seemed to me both +criminal and impossible. I sat the whole night +smoking my pipe and waiting for the sun to rise +so that I might take the bearings of the country, +and make up my mind in which direction I would +look for the road and town.</p> + +<p>At sunrise I started, leading the horse after me, +because it was no use now to follow the cattle +tracks, and where I had to go was through the +brigalow, where I had quite work enough to do in +twining in and out among the trees and the +brambles. As the day wore on I came into +country a little more open, but yet I could not +ride among the trees. The sun shone with terrible +force, and the sand-flies followed us in clouds.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_310" id="Page_310">[Pg 310]</a></span> +There was a ringing sound in my ears. I kept +arranging and rearranging the towel on my head; +still, I feared that I had sunstroke, or that something +serious was the matter with me. The air +seemed full of phantoms—vicious-looking creatures. +Then I saw a whole army of ladies and gentlemen +riding past, jeering me and lolling out their tongues +at me. I knew it was delusions, and I kept walking +as fast and, as it proved, as straight as possible, +but still I felt myself laughing, crying, and yelling +at all these phantoms or at the unoffending +horse.</p> + +<p>"Shoeskin," cried I to the horse, "you old +dog, do you know that it was to save you from +hunger's dread that I went on this journey? And +now you have enough to eat, while I must die of +hunger! but to-night I will kill you—do you know +that? Oh, Peter, Peter! is it not strange, so +vicious as you have got to be? Holloa, is that a +frying-pan over there on that log? So it is; and +full of fried eggs and potatoes. Good luck. Look +at him eating it all. Stop, you rascal! No, it is a +woman. Do you call yourself a lady? You are +no woman at all; only a devil. It is all devilry. +Peter, take no notice." About noon I had a bath +in a water-hole I came to, and ate some snails I +found in the water. After that I felt somewhat +better, and shortly after I came on to the road. I +became quite collected in my mind at once, and +jumping on to the horse tore away at full gallop +for the town, which proved to be only five or six<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_311" id="Page_311">[Pg 311]</a></span> +miles distant. As I came riding up the street at +a sharp trot I knew myself to be quite sane, but I +had a suspicion that I looked very much the other +way with the towel round my head and the short +tartan plaid breeches.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_312" id="Page_312">[Pg 312]</a></span></p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_315" id="Page_315">[Pg 315]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a id="page315" name="page315"></a>CHAPTER XIII.<br /> +<br /> +THE END.</h2> + + +<p>With this John Gilpin's ride the present part +of my adventures, which are contained in the +manuscript I wrote to my father, comes to an end. +So does practically what I care to publish. I have +seen many ups and downs since then, but from +this point in my narrative I could no longer lay +claim to be a "missing friend." I am not a novel +writer, and I could not continue the history of +my life and still preserve my <i>incognito</i> unless I +wrote fiction. 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