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The Eureka Stockade

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 840    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

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out of my tent. All the neighbours, in night-caps and unmentionables, were groping round the tents, to inquire what was the matter. It was not yet day-light. There was a sly-grog seller at

his time was at the door of his store: "Whose te

now," was

wns it? is anybody in?"

usiness, and left it to the care of his mate who

rs, sir. Halloo! who is in? Open t

ans

e who is in;" was the order of the Commi

r five hundred pounds worth in nobblers, was carted up to the Camp, before the teeth of some hundreds of diggers, who had now collected round about. We cried "Shame! shame!" sulkily enough, but we did not interfere; first, because th

d been brewing fast enough already, but it rose to excitement; and such a state of exasperated feelings, however vented in the

putting a stop to sly-grog selling. A miner working, as during the past winter, in wet and cold, must and will have his nobbler occasionally; and very necessary, too, I think. No matter what the cost, he

this colony prospered by this sly-grog selling. "We

ekeepers and unlicensed miners and raise the wind. We can manage a thous

akes with him another worse devil than himself, and goe

ive pounds fine on unlicensed diggers, raised on Ballaarat at this time,

d lace humanity was going the rou

blood, having fallen, by accident, on a broken bottle and cu

ock-up, and there left, it is said, for ten hours, lying on the floor, without any attention being paid to his condition by the hospital authorities, and then i

el

al

f Ballaarat demand

must hav

performed at every shaft, in Gra

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