The Last of the Bushrangers: An Account of the Capture of the Kelly Gang — John Shaqi
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
It would take me too long to relate one tenth of his anecdotes, nor had
I any guarantee as to the truth of them, but I may give one or two for
a sample. He stated that he had robbed a number of stores and draymen,
at Bright. The morning before he committed the robbery he changed his
clothes, putting on very old ones, and mounted a miserable old roan
horse which he had picked up for the occasion, leaving his own horse
and clothes in some secure place in the bush. After committing the
robberies, he started off to his retreat in the mountains, riding in
the most unfrequented passes. About sunset in the evening, he met three
young men who appeared to him like office lads, or bank clerks; each
of them had a revolver round his waist. They came up to him, and said,
"Have you seen a man riding a roan horse?" at the same time describing
the dress Power had worn in the morning. He replied, "No; who is he?"
The young men replied, "We are looking for Power the bushranger, who
has stuck up a number of drays and stores near Bright this morning."
Power then told them he had seen no one answering the description they
gave. Power asked them where they intended spending the night; they
said they were going towards Myrtleford; he said he was going in that
direction also, and would accompany them in their search for Power.
They rode along talking about the robberies, the three young fellows
never dreaming they were talking to Power.
After they had gone some distance, Power got them in a certain
position, and ordered them to hold up their hands on pain of being
shot, at the same time pointing his revolver at them and informing
them he was Power the bushranger. He made them all dismount from their
horses, undo the belts of their revolvers, let them drop on the road,
and move away from them. He then ordered them all to undress and place
their clothes on a log, even down to their shirts, and ordering them
away from the log, lit a fire and burnt every article! He let their
horses go, and then told them they might return to Bright, and inform
their employers they had seen Power! I never could ascertain whether
this story was true, beyond the fact of his having stuck up the stores
and draymen on that road.
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