For the Term of His Natural Life
nce the 30th June, that which records the advent of our ne
. His knowledge of prisons and prisoners gives him an advantage over Burgess, otherwise he much resembles that murderous animal. He has but one thought-to keep the prisoners in subjection
els in the place to office, compels them to find "cases" for punishment. Perfidy is rewarded. It has been made part of a convict-policeman's duty to search a fellow-prisoner anywhere and at any time. This searching is often conducted in a wantonly rough and disgusting manner; and
g the initiation of this system, "to think that these vi
shall flog 'em. If they do what I tell 'em, they'll make themselves so hated that they'd h
f a wild beast den. They must flog the an
aving once flogged 'em, they'd do anything r
at the Keeper of the Tormented would use, I should think. I am sick unto death of the place. It makes me an unbeliever in the
usly rough and brutal. He has sunk to a depth of self-abasement in which h
had been aware of the plot. He said "No," falling into a great tremble. "Major Pratt promised me a removal," said he. "I expected it would come to this." I asked him why Dawes defended him; and after some trouble he told me, exacting from me a promise that I would not acquaint the Commandant. It seems that one morning
o get at this man's hear
gaol-gang, but Frere refused. "I never let my men 'funk'," he said. "If they'v
he wretch who was foremost cried, "There's for you; and if your master don't take care, he'll get served the same one of these days!" The gang were employed at build
ult; he should hav
id I. "I did all I could," was the man's a
seers, and they have addressed a "round robin" to the C
ne of the most galling contempt, did not move them. I saw a dozen pairs of eyes flash hatred, but the bull-dog courage of the man overawed them here, as, I am told, it had done in Sydney. It would have been easy to kill him then and there, and his death, I am told, is sworn among them; but no one raised a finger. The only man who moved was Rufus Dawes, and he checked himself instantly. Frere, with a recklessness of
at the gang winced. "You'll find me one," said Frere, with a laugh; and, turning to me, cont
preaching to stones, and such doubly-dyed villains as this Dawes were past hope. "I know the ruffian of old," said he. "He came out in the ship from England with me, and tried to raise a mutiny on bo
evidently, and yet I feel a str