The Last of the Bushrangers: An Account of the Capture of the Kelly GangHare, Francis Augustus
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The Last of the Bushrangers: An Account of the Capture of the Kelly Gang
Hare, Francis Augustus
Brigands and robbers -- Australia; Kelly, Ned, 1855-1880
Nothing transpired that day until dusk, when Aaron reappeared as
usual. I asked him what he had done with himself after leaving me that
morning. He said he had gone to an intimate friend of his and shown
himself, and some time afterwards had drawn attention to the early hour
at which he had called. I asked him what he intended doing, if he meant
to go that evening to see his young woman. He said, "Oh, yes, I must go
and see if the old woman recognized me this morning." I said, "Don't
you funk it?" He replied artfully, "But I must find out if she knows
it was me." He went on, "I have brought a penny whistle, and I will
commence playing it within a hundred yards of the house, and perhaps my
girl may come out to meet me, and I can find out from her whether the
old woman has said anything about me."
He left us just as we were going to the watching-place, and about
twelve o'clock came as usual and sat down beside me. He told me he
went with his whistle straight to the door of the house, but his young
woman did not come out to meet him. He walked inside and continued
playing. When he got inside, there was a strange man (a neighbour) in
the room. The old woman said nothing to him, but he said, "I watched
her countenance, and I felt sure she had not recognized me." After a
little while, the old woman went outside, and he followed her. She
said, "A nice trick you have been playing on me." He said, "What do you
mean?" She said, "Who could have put the police into that camp in the
mountains but you?" He replied, "I don't know what you mean." She told
him how she had discovered our camp, and said there were thirty men in
it. He pleaded ignorance, but she said she felt certain he knew all
about it. She asked him how it was that she could find us out and he
could not. He replied he could not tell. She said, "Well, you go there
to-morrow and see for yourself."
From that time I thought it was useless my remaining there any longer,
but all my men begged me to stay, and so did Aaron. I stayed for two
nights longer, but two old women discovered our watching-place. My
men and Aaron pleaded that Mrs. Byrne had no means of communicating
with the outlaws, as she did not know where they were to be found, and
they were sure to seek Aaron out before going to her place. However,
I could not see the use of staying any longer, so I left, though the
men remained for two or three weeks longer. I was not sorry to leave
the spot. It was a most uncomfortable place to sleep in. The days were
terribly hot and the nights bitterly cold.
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