Old Melbourne Memories: Second Edition, RevisedBoldrewood, Rolf
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Old Melbourne Memories: Second Edition, Revised
Boldrewood, Rolf
Frontier and pioneer life -- Australia -- Melbourne (Vic.); Victoria -- Description and travel; Victoria -- Social life and customs
After half a ream of foolscap had been covered with representations to
the Governor, in which I proudly hoped to convey an idea that our
condition was much like that of American border settlers when Tecumseh
and Massasoit were on the war-path, a real live troop of horse was
despatched to our assistance. First came two of the white mounted police
from Colac; then a much more formidable contingent, for one morning
there rode up eight troopers of the native police, well armed and
mounted, carbine in sling, sword in sheath, dangling proper in regular
cavalry style. The irregular cavalry force known as the Native Police
was then in good credit and acceptation in our colony. They had approved
themselves to be highly effective against their sable kinsmen. The idea
originated in Victoria, if I mistake not, and was afterwards developed
in New South Wales, still later in Queensland. Mr. H. E. Pulteney Dana
and his brother William were the chief organisers and first officers in
command. They were principally recruited from beyond the Murray, and
occasionally from Gippsland. They were rarely or never used in the
vicinity of their own tribes. Picked for physique and intelligence, well
disciplined, and encouraged to exercise themselves in athletic sports
when in barracks, they were by no means to be despised as adversaries,
as was occasionally discovered by white as well as black wrongdoers.
Mounted on serviceable, well-conditioned horses, all in uniform, with
their carbines slung, and steel scabbards jingling as they rode, they
presented an appearance which would have done no discredit to Hodson or
Jacob's Horse. Buckup, as non-commissioned officer, rode slightly in
front, the others following in line. As I came out of the hut door the
corporal saluted. "We been sent up by Mr. Dana, sir, to stop at this
station a bit. Believe the blacks been very bad about here."
The blacks! This struck me as altogether lovely and delicious. How calm
and lofty was his expression! I answered with decorum that they had,
indeed, been very bad lately--speared the cattle, robbed the hut, etc.;
that yesterday we had seen the tracks of a large mob of cattle, which
had been hunted in the boggy ground at the back of the run for miles.
"They only want a good scouring, sir," quoth Buckup, carelessly, as he
gave the order to dismount.
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