CHAPTER X.

THE HARBOR OF MELBOURNE--CONVICT HULKS AND BUSHRANGERS.

In the afternoon the party visited Port Melbourne, formerly known as

Sandridge. Properly speaking, this is the harbor of Melbourne, and it is

situated near the mouth of the Yarra, where that stream enters Hobson's

Bay, the latter being an arm of Port Philip Bay. It is a busy place and

contains the usual sights of a harbor. Ships were discharging or

receiving their cargoes, some at the piers which jut out into the water,

while some were anchored away from the shore and were performing the

same work by means of lighters. On the other side of Hobson's Bay is

Williamstown, which is a sort of rival of Sandridge. A great deal of

shipping business is done there, and Williamstown contains, also,

graving docks and building yards where many vessels engaged in local

trade along the coast have been constructed. The gentleman who

accompanied our friends called their attention to the railways which

connect Williamstown and Sandridge with the city, and remarked that

times had changed since the gold rush in the early fifties.

"At the present time," said he, "you can go between Sandridge and

Melbourne for threepence or sixpence, according to the class you select,

but in the time of the gold rush prices were very much higher. If you

wanted a carriage from here to the city, you would be lucky to escape

for a sovereign, and a dray load of baggage drawn by a single horse

would cost fifteen dollars. There used to be an omnibus line that

carried passengers for two shillings and sixpence, but it was somewhat

irregular in its movements, and could not be relied on. Nowadays the

omnibus will carry you for threepence.

"When a ship arrived and anchored in the bay the passengers had to pay

three shillings each to be put on shore, and very often the boatman

raised the tariff to five shillings whenever he thought he could induce

or compel the passengers to pay it. The charge for baggage was a

separate one, and sometimes it cost more to take a quantity of baggage

from Sandridge to Melbourne than it had cost to bring it all the way

from London to Sandridge, a distance of thirteen thousand miles."

"It was a golden harvest for the boatmen and everybody else engaged in

the transportation business," Harry remarked.

"Indeed, it was," said the gentleman; "and a great many people had the

sense to perceive that they had a better chance for a fortune by

remaining right here than by going to the mines, where everything was

uncertain."

"I suppose everything else was in proportion, was it not?" queried Ned.

"That was exactly the case," was the reply. "When goods were brought on

shore they were loaded into carts for transportation to Melbourne, and

the cart was not allowed to move out of the yard until three pounds

sterling had been paid for taking the load to the city. The travelers

protested and said they would not pay, but they generally did, as there

was no other alternative. When they got to the city they found the same

scale of prices.

"The poorest kind of a room without any furniture would bring ten

dollars a week, and a stall in the stable of a hotel which would

accommodate two men rented readily for ten shillings a night.

Hotel-keepers made fortunes, or at least some of them did, and others

might have done so if they had taken care of their money. I have heard

of one hotel-keeper who had his house crammed full of patrons, none of

them paying less than ten shillings a night for their lodging, while he

had seventy-five lodgers in his stables, each of them paying five

shillings apiece.

"A great many people spread tents on the waste ground outside of the

city to save the expense of lodgings. They did not succeed altogether in

doing so, as the government required them to pay at the rate of sixty

dollars a year for the privilege of putting up a tent. Everybody was

anxious to get away from Melbourne as quickly as possible, but they

underwent great delays in getting their goods out of the ships."

"I suppose you had no railways at that time to facilitate travel," one

of the youths remarked.

"No; there were no railways and the only way of travel was by the

ordinary route, and very ordinary it was in many places. It was not a

graded and macadamized road such as you find in England, but simply a

rough pathway, principally of nature's manufacture. It was full of ruts

and gullies, very muddy in the rainy season, and terribly dusty in the

dry times. Travelers went to the mines in all sorts of ways, some on

foot, and some by ox and horse wagons, and if they had plenty of money,

and were determined to have luxury and speed at whatever cost, they

traveled by stage-coach. An American firm, Cobb & Company, came here in

the early days and established lines of stage-coaches, first from

Melbourne to the mines, and afterwards all over Australia. Cobb's

coaches are still running on some of the interior routes that are not

covered by railway, but wherever the locomotive has put in its

appearance it has forced them out of the way."

"I have read somewhere," said Harry, "that traveling on the road to the

mines was not very safe in those days."

"That depended somewhat on the way one was going," was the reply.

"Travelers going towards the mines were not very liable to attack, as

they were not supposed to have any money, but it was not so with those

coming from the mines to the coast. The natural supposition was that an

individual moving in the direction of Melbourne had 'made his pile' and

was on his way home. The country was infested with ex-convicts and men

who had escaped from convict service in Australia and Tasmania. They

were known as 'bushrangers,' and great numbers of them were along the

routes to the mines. They lived in caves among the hills, or in the open

air, and occasionally took shelter in out stations on sheep runs. They

supplied themselves with food by stealing sheep and cattle from the

ranches, and by robbing wagons laden with provisions on their way to the

mines. Clothing they obtained by the same system of plunder, and

whenever the haunt of a gang was discovered by the police it was almost

invariably found to be well stocked with provisions and clothing.

"These were the fellows that made life miserable to the miners returning

to the coast. The bushrangers traveled in gangs of all the way from five

to fifteen or twenty, and sometimes more, and each gang was led by the

most desperate man among them. They used to 'stick up' solitary

travelers, or travelers in groups of a dozen or more. They lay in wait

at turnings of the road or near the summits of hills, and generally took

their victims by surprise. If a man submitted quietly to be robbed, he

was generally left unharmed, but if he made any resistance, he was

knocked senseless or shot down without the least compunction. Sometimes

these gangs were so numerous that hardly a traveler escaped them. Then

there would be a lull in the business for a time and the road would be

particularly safe.

"Once a week or so, gold was sent down from the mines by the government

authorities; and of course it was accompanied by a strong and well-armed

escort of police. Many people entrusted their gold to the escort, paying

a high premium for the guarantee of safe delivery in Melbourne. A good

many people used to accompany the escort for the protection it afforded,

but the number became so great and troublesome that the government at

length refused to permit travelers to go in that way unless they paid

the same premium on the gold that they carried as was paid by those who

shipped the precious metal. Not infrequently the bushrangers attacked

the government escort, and on several occasions they were successful.

"It was a piece of good fortune that, as a general thing, the

bushrangers were never able to agree with each other very long. After a

gang had been organized and selected its leader, dissensions arose very

speedily, particularly as to the division of the spoil. The leader

always believed that he ought to have a larger share of the plunder than

anybody else, while all the subordinate members believed just as

earnestly that their stealings should be divided equally. In this way

quarrels took place. The captain would be deposed and another one

selected, and he in time would share the fate of his predecessors.

"Some of the bushrangers were quite famous for their bravery and daring,

and they used to give the police a great deal of hard fighting. On the

other hand, the police acquired a high reputation for their skill in

fighting and capturing bushrangers. They were instructed to bring in

their captives alive, if possible, but it did not injure their

reputations at all if they killed the scoundrels on the spot. The

government wanted to be rid of the rascals, and frequently offered

rewards for their capture, 'dead or alive.'

"Whenever the bushrangers made a haul of gold dust it was divided as

soon as possible, each man taking his share and doing with it what he

pleased. They generally hid their booty in spots known only to

themselves, and when any of the bushrangers were captured, the police

usually proceeded to draw from them the information as to where their

gold was concealed. Naturally, the fellows were unwilling to say, and if

they refused to tell, various means were resorted to to make them give

up the desired information. Singeing their hair, pinching their fingers

and toes, or submitting them to other physical tortures, were among the

means commonly used.

"When ordinary methods failed, a favorite device was to tie the

bushranger hand and foot, and then place him on an ant hill. The black

ant of Australia has a bite that is very painful, and when hundreds of

thousands of ants are biting a man all at once, the feeling is something

fearful. The ant-hill torture was generally successful. After submitting

to it for a time, the bushranger generally gave up the secret of the

whereabouts of his gold. I do not mean to say that all the police

officials indulged in this harsh treatment, but it is certain that many

of them did.

"It is probable that a great deal of stolen gold is concealed in the

country bordering the road from Melbourne to the gold diggings which

will never be found. Many of the bushrangers were killed while fighting

with the police, died of their wounds, or in prison, or managed to flee

the country without giving up the secret which would have enabled the

authorities to find where their treasures were concealed. Occasionally

one of their deposits is found by accident, but there are doubtless

hundreds which nobody will ever come upon.

"There was a great deal of lawlessness in and around Melbourne in those

days. One afternoon a band of robbers took possession of the road

between Melbourne and Sandridge, and 'stuck up' everybody who attempted

to pass. People were tied to trees and robbed, and for an hour or two

the bandits were in full possession of the road. They had one of their

number on watch who gave the signal when the police approached, and

thus they were enabled to get away in good time, leaving their victims

fastened to the trees.

"Once a ship was anchored in the harbor, ready to sail for England, with

several thousand ounces of gold on board. She was to leave the next

forenoon, and was to receive her crew and passengers early in the

morning. There were only some ten or twelve persons on board. Along

about midnight a boat came to the side of the ship, and, when hailed by

the lookout, the answer was given that two passengers were coming on

board. Two men came up the side of the ship dressed like ordinary

passengers, and without any suspicious appearance about them.

"While they were in conversation with the lookout and asking about the

location of their rooms, they suddenly seized and bound him, and put a

gag in his mouth to prevent his making an outcry. Then several other men

came up the side of the ship very quickly, and one by one all on board

were bound and gagged so quietly and speedily that they could not give

the least alarm. The robbers then opened the treasure-room, took

possession of the gold, lowered it into their boat and rowed away. They

were not on the ship more than half an hour, and as no one came to

ascertain the state of affairs and give the alarm until the next

morning, the robbers succeeded in getting away with all their plunder.

It was a very bold performance, but from that time such a careful watch

was kept on board of the ships that it could not be repeated.

"A fair proportion of the successful miners kept their money and went

home with it, but there was a large number who seemed to believe that

the best use to be made of gold was to get rid of it as quickly as

possible, and they found plenty of people ready and willing to help them

in this work; and it was not infrequently the case that miners were

killed for the sake of their gold, and their bodies disposed of in the

most convenient way. Most of the men who thus disappeared had no

relatives or intimate friends in the country, and consequently their

disappearance caused no inquiries to be made concerning them. If the

waters of Hobson's Bay would give up their dead, and the dead could

speak, there would be a long series of fearful tales."

"Those bushranger fellows must have been terrible men," remarked Harry

as the gentleman paused. "What did the authorities do with them whenever

they caught any?"

"They disposed of them in various ways," was the reply. "Those who had

been guilty of murder or an attempt at it were hanged, while those

against whom murder could not be proved were sent to the hulks for life

or for long terms of imprisonment."

"What were the hulks? I don't know as I understand the term."

"Oh, the hulks were ships, old ships that had been pronounced

unseaworthy and dismantled. They were anchored in Hobson's Bay after

being fitted up as prisons, and very uncomfortable prisons they were. A

most terrible system of discipline prevailed on board of these hulks.

The man who established the system, or rather, the one who had

administered it, was beaten to death by a gang of desperate convicts,

who rushed upon him one day on the deck of one of the hulks, with the

determination to kill him for the cruelties they had suffered. Before

the guards could stop them they had literally pounded the life out of

him and flung his body overboard."

"How long did they keep up that system?" one of the youths asked.

"From 1850 to 1857," their informant replied. "In the last-named year

the practise of imprisonment on board of the hulks was discontinued and

the convicts were put into prisons on shore. Four of the hulks were sold

and broken up, and the fifth, the _Success_, was bought by speculators

and kept for exhibition purposes. She was shown in all the ports of

Australia for many years, and was at last taken to England and put on

exhibition there. She was five months making the voyage from Australia

to England, and at one time fears were entertained for her safety; but

she reached her destination all right, and has probably reaped a harvest

of money for her exhibitors. She was built in India in 1790, her hull

being made of solid teak-wood. She was an East Indian trader for more

than forty years, then she was an emigrant ship, and finally, in 1852, a

convict hulk.

"The convicts on board these hulks, or at any rate the worst of them,

were always kept in irons, but this did not deter them from jumping

overboard and trying to swim to the shore. Very few of these ever

succeeded in reaching the land, as they were either carried to the

bottom by the weight of the irons, or were captured by the guard boats

that constantly surrounded the hulks. Most of the convicts were

confined in separate cells, and the 'history' of each convict was posted

on the door of his cell.

"Nearly the whole interior of the ship was thus divided into cells, and

when candles and lanterns were removed the places were in pitchy

darkness. I went on board the _Success_ one day, while she was on

exhibition here, long after she had given up her old occupation, and as

a matter of curiosity, I had myself shut up in one of the cells and the

light removed. I told them to leave me in for ten minutes only, not

longer.

"It was on the lower deck, where not a ray of light could come in, and

the place where they locked me in was one of the 'black holes' in which

prisoners were confined from one to twenty-eight days on bread and

water.

"As soon as they had locked me in and went away, I regretted that I had

made the suggestion. You have heard of its being so dark that you could

feel the darkness; well, that was the case down there. I felt the

darkness pressing upon me, and the air was very thick and heavy. I felt

an overwhelming desire to light a match, and discovered that I had no

matches in my pocket.

"One, two, three, and four minutes passed away, and I had had all I

wanted. I kicked and hammered at the thick door, and when it was opened

and I went out of the hold and up on deck, I was nearly blinded. How in

the world a man could stay in one of those places for a single day, let

alone twenty-eight days, without losing his reason is more than I can

understand."

Harry asked if all the prisoners were kept in solitary cells on board of

these hulks.

"Most, but not all, of them were confined in this way. There is a space

at the stern, and another in the center of the ship, heavily barred with

iron, where those who were considered utterly irreclaimable were huddled

together. It would almost seem as though the authorities deliberately

put them there in order that they should kill each other, as fights

among them were very frequent and not a few were murdered by their

companions. They did not work, they were simply in prison, that was all.

"The punishments that the convicts received were various. They had the

dark cells and bread and water of which I have told you, and then they

had floggings, and plenty of them, too. They were tied up by the thumbs

so that their toes just touched the deck, and they were compelled to

sustain the weight of the body either on their thumbs or their toes for

hours at a time. They were 'bucked,' 'gagged,' and 'paddled,' and

'cold-showered,' and treated to other brutalities which have been known

in the English army and navy for a long time. In spite of their

liability to punishment, many of them paid little attention to the

rules, and some were continually yelling in the most horrible manner,

and day and night the sound of their voices was heard.

"Over the hatchway was a wheel by which the food of the convicts was

lowered into the hold at morning, noon, and night; at other times it was

used for raising in an iron cage, from the lower decks, convicts who

were allowed exercise, but the weight of whose irons prevented their

ascending by the companionways. Many of them wore 'punishment balls'

attached to their irons. The punishment balls and chain together

weighed about eighty pounds, and frequently bowed the prisoner double.

"The heaviest leg irons weighed thirty-five pounds, and some of them

forty pounds. You will readily understand why it was that men who tried

to escape by swimming, with such weights about them, were almost

invariably drowned in the attempt.

"A good many famous criminals were confined on board of the _Success_

and her four sister hulks. Among them was the notorious Captain

Melville, who for several years haunted the country between Melbourne

and Ballarat, and was credited with many murders and countless

robberies. When he was finally caught he admitted that his own share of

the gold he had stolen amounted to not less than two hundred and fifty

thousand dollars, and he claimed that he had hidden it in a place known

only to himself. For the last forty years people have been trying in

vain to find out where Melville hid his ill-gotten gold. He was in the

habit of riding to the top of Mount Boran, whence, by the aid of a

powerful field-glass, he was able to see the returning gold miners on

the road. Consequently, it is believed that Melville's treasure must be

hidden in the neighborhood of Mount Boran, but all attempts to find it

have proved fruitless.

"Melville was tried and convicted and condemned to be imprisoned for

thirty-two years on board the _Success_. He watched his opportunity, and

formed a conspiracy with a number of his fellow-convicts to rush upon a

boat and the keeper in charge of it and take possession. The plan

succeeded and the escaped convicts pulled to the shore in safety,

although fired upon by all the hulks and war ships in the harbor.

Melville was soon recaptured, and at his trial he defended himself

brilliantly, relating in burning words the horrors of the penal system

on board the hulks.

"The speech was published in the Melbourne papers and caused a great

sensation. A great mass meeting of the citizens was held, and

resolutions were passed in favor of abolishing the convict hulks. The

popular feeling aroused against them was so strong and general that,

although the government had sentenced Melville to death for killing the

keeper in his attempt to escape, it was compelled to commute the

sentence to imprisonment for life. He was not sent back to the

_Success_, but was incarcerated in the jail at Melbourne. According to

the official report, he committed suicide there, but the unofficial

version of the affair is that he was strangled to death by a keeper

during a struggle in which the prisoner was trying to escape.

"Melville at one time had eighty men in his gang, the largest number of

bushrangers at any time under a single leader. Another scoundrel who was

confined on the _Success_ was Henry Garrett, who, in broad daylight,

'stuck up' the Ballarat bank and robbed it of 16,000 pounds. One of his

tricks consisted in wearing a suit of clothes of clerical cut, a white

necktie, and broad-brimmed hat. On one occasion he walked into the bank

dressed in this manner, stepped up to the safe and began to plunder it.

He was a man of good education, and varied robbery with the pursuit of

literature. He used to write essays and other articles, which he sent to

the newspapers, and on one occasion he wrote an essay on crime.

"One man, William Stevens, helped Melville and his gang in their

attempt to escape from the _Success_. He struck down a warder with a

stone-cutter's axe and jumped overboard. He was never seen again, and

the authorities were always in doubt whether he escaped or went to the

bottom, the prevailing opinion being in favor of the latter result.

Another famous bushranger was Captain Moonlight, who served his time and

became a respectable citizen. Another prisoner, after serving for

fifteen years, was given the position of 'guide' upon the vessel by her

owners, and made a comfortable income by showing visitors around."

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