CHAPTER IV.

GAINING COLONIAL EXPERIENCE

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 depot 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 depot, the scene was changed.

The depot was a large building, or series of buildings, without

particularly good accommodation, 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 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.

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. 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.

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. 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 depot 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.

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.

"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."

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.

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 depot 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. 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 depot,

and were going to give a grand performance that night at seven o'clock.

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 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 _me_. 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.

The only one of all the immigrants that remained at the depot 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 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

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 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!

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, 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.

"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 _you_, 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."

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 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.

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 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."

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."

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 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?"

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."

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 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."

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 than you used just now towards my

wife. It is a lesson, I assure you, sir, you cannot learn too quickly."

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.

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 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 depot 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.

Then I called in from the backyard a whole troup of dirty, lazy blacks,

who were lying there 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.

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 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.

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 depot 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, 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 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 _my_ 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."

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

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 _his_ 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 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.

It is only just to say that the custom of forcing 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.

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 _gamin_ 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.

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