Saturday, April 14, 2012

1872 July through September-Oscar Hughan's articles.

BOURKE. July 3.
Specimens from the S.C A Mine been brought into Bourke, and if they are a fair sample of the ore there found, and it lies in any quantity, the shareholders may rejoice. Up to the present there has been nothing tangible, but many people think a good lode will be struck. The one at hand is rich, and resembles that found at Cobar, and it is argued that if such good rock is found at the surface, it is a most excellent sign tor the wealth beneath. We may be said to suffer a copper fever. All people are more or less affected. The report which appeared in the Herald, stating that steamers were preparing to leave Bourke, was simply an untruth. No rise has taken place, or is, unfortunately, likely to take place, which would lift a washing-tub over a reef a foot high. The report, doubtless, had its motive, but it reflects but little credit on the truthful side of the reporter.
I am thankful that one or two biped nuisances have been brought to their senses in the lock-up of late. It was a hundred to one whether a woman if she left her home, returned without being grossly insulted by a pack of drunken rowdies, who fancy that manly bearing depends on low blackguardism. I trust the police will actively do their duty, or Bourke will soon be a byword for open barefaced obscenity.
The weather is fine.
-          Town & Country, July 13. 1872.( Empire July 15)
BOURKE.   July 10.
The first half-yearly meeting of the Cobar Copper Mining Company was held at Tattersall's on Tuesday evening ; Mr. J. Becker, chairman. The secretary, Mr. A. Ogilvie, read the report to the numerous company present, and it could but afford them very lively satisfaction. A balance to the credit of the company of £5959 18s 9d was shown which, considering the difficulties the mine has to contend with, is a large sum. Captain Lean's report of work done was also very encouraging, while the percentage in the yield of the mine was much more than was anticipated. There are but nine miners at work, and the quantity of ore raised plainly shows the richness of the mine; within six months 120 tons have been sent to Adelaide, which gave 30 per cent fine copper; (30 tons of the same class is now at hand, and in addition 200 tons of inferior ore is lying ready for smelting. This is intended to be done at the mine, the prospects of a still greater richness is manifested the further the work is proceeded with. It was decided that the blocks to the north of the mine, which might be deemed necessary for the company's plans, should, if possible, be purchased; and several gentlemen were appointed to ascertain the amount likely to be required to secure the country needed. The result of their   labours will be laid before the directors at a future time. There is no doubt now of the wonderful wealth of this mine. The specimens brought in from C.S.A. mine, or where the mine is to be, are rich, and great are the expectations there.
Rain commenced early this morning and continued long enough to do a vast deal of good.
There is a movement again on foot relative to the Public School which ought to have been established here years ago. What the result will be time will show; but it is a palpable disgrace that we have no such place here. There seems a fatality among those who start the business of schoolmaster in Bourke, some have mistaken their vocation, some were unfitted by nature for the task, and some stopping only a short time disappeared to the disgust of confiding creditors. One of these was found the other morning to have "gone from our gaze like a beautiful dream." His absence is mourned by several.
-          Town & Country, July 20, 1872 (Empire, July 19)
BOURKE.
July 21.
The rage for copper is increasing. On the 18th instant the applications for land were really astonishing ; it was estimated that L1000 was in the court-house ready to be staked on blocks coveted by the assembled crowd. Cheques were starting about, of all colors and amounts, and the clerk had more to do than an ordinary man should be called upon to perform. However, he got through somehow, and the sum of L570 was paid into the treasury coilers.
A stranger passing along our highways (I won't dignify them by the name of streets, though they bear high sounding titles) would be puzzled to know the meaning of various tracings in chalk on the dry hard soil, some in squares, others angular, while others appeared in circles and half circles, dotted over with the letters N. S. E. W., with here and there a deep line running through their centres. These are primitive charts of the country, rich, or supposed to be so in the coveted metal-copper. Whatever will be the destiny of these blocks time will show; the State, at any rate, is reaping a harvest of gold out of the copper mania, and it may do something towards causing the Government to consider that we are entitled to a little more attention than has ever been bestowed upon us. Year after year rolls in and out, and excepting what the sternest necessity calls for, we are left as we were- in the long ago. Our children are wandering about without school; our supposed streets arc a disgrace to a place of so much importance; the hospital, it is said, must shortly close for want of Government support, and the river lies at our doors simply a gigantic ditch; while the prices of food are of course going up weekly, and trade between the colonies is at a dead standstill. Thousands of tons of copper could be sent at once to market were the means of conveyance offered – as it is it we must pile it, and our wool on the river's bank, and wait until Providence, in a monstrous flood, comes to our relief, unless the heads of the Government step in and remove the burden; for a sum less than half the amount paid to " the defenders of a colony" without enemies. A channel could be opened from Wentworth to Bourke, whereby steamers of shallow draught could reach us at any time, and our trade would then assume a healthy permanent attitude. As it is we live by spasmodic starts, lively as bees at one time mid then snailing away our existence. Mr. Banks and his fellow workmen have it in their power to make for themselves a name worthy the highest stretch of ambition, in doing what others have left undone, and which, when done, would be but justice awarded to those who have paid the uttermost farthing to the national exchequer.
SHEARING.-This important task will commence in about a fortnight, and it is supposed a great scarcity of shearers will be found this year, in fact, men are very hard to find just now for general manual work; but don't let anyone be led away by this report, and fancy their services may find a warm welcome on the Darling. Long before the ink is dry which covers this, intelligent men may be as plentiful as snags in our now useless river, and after a toilsome march to reach this district disappointment may greet their arrival. All must bear in mind that our rivers are not what they were six or seven years ago; cheques are few in number, and their sums too small to back up the Champagne shouts of the past. Sergeant Cleary is to leave us after all, and we are sorry that such is the order from headquarters, for it may be a long time ere an officer find the same respect and confidence that is shown towards him. His conduct since he has been in Bourke proves him excellently fitted for the office he holds. He is urbane without allowing familiarity, and just without being harsh. These two traits it would be well if others imitated; it would serve more than any other thing to remove the feeling of antipathy often shown in this colony towards the blue uniform.
Mr. R. Kerrigan, with his wife and family, had a most merciful escape the other day. They were within a few miles of Bourke when one of the horses he was driving placed his foot over the pole. In the flash of a match, horses, waggon, wife, and children, were in a confused mass of ruin: the little two-year old boy actually lying between the kicking and plunging animals, while the body of the vehicle lay upon Mr. Kerrigan and his wife. The leathern springs held on, and in some wonderful manner the whole affair became disentangled, and each of the passengers escaped with simple bruises. The waggon was made matches of, but no serious wound was received by man or horse. Mr. Kerrigan states that it occurred in less than ten seconds time.
Mr. T. F. Watt, scourer, commences at Beemery, with about 100,000 fleeces in a short time; after that, Jandra 40,000; then Yanda, (Cobb and Co.,) 25,000 ; and will probably then proceed to Gundabook. The wool promises well, and it is expected that it will be turned out better this year than for a long time. It is more free from dirt and seeds than heretofore.
We have more rain, and as soon as the weather sets in warm we shall be pushed aside by grass and herbage, saying nothing about mosquitoes. Mr. Powell has gone by with horses, and a good lot they are. Weather splendidly fine.
An adventurer who professed to cure diseases of the eye and ear induced a number of poor greenhorns to travel hundreds of miles in the hope that such a man as he promised himself to be would at least be able to do something for them. Alas! they came back as they went-only sadder and wiser, perhaps, but most certainly with lighter pockets instead of light hearts.
I notice in your answers to correspondents a question, and your reply as to the origin of the word "Bosh." I may tell you that the word belongs to the Turkish language and simply means what is equivalent to our white lie or humbug. An old Turk, when in doubt as to the truthfulness of what you are telling him will growl out Bosh-Bishall, turn away, and take a comforting draw at his hookah, to console him for the injury done his feelings by humbugging him.
-          Town & Country, August 3, 1872 (Empire, August 2)

BOURKE.  July 31.
The mania for copper-bearing country is as strong as ever. Many acres were taken up on Thursday last, and in all probability many more will pass to the public tomorrow. A new mine has been discovered south of Cobar, of which much is spoken. To give you an idea of the feeling here, I may say that two of our townsmen chipped from some ore piled in Bourke, a small specimen, and showing it to one of the keenest men about town, with the assertion that it had been found within fifty miles of the river by a man wearing a tall hat. The most intense excitement was produced in the mind of the individual, "Where is the man with the tall hat." Messengers were started to ferret out the gentleman under the Yankee hat-the post-office, all the hotels, the land office, and in fact every corner of the town was ransacked-in the mean time a cheque for £50 was drawn as a bait to hook the discoverer. One of the presenters of the specimen had disappeared ; this looked ominous; he had gone with the stranger to his copper deposit. This was clear, other scouts were sent off to bring the "Man who wore the Yankee hat" in, dead or alive. All in vain- the hat made no appearance, and not until the next day was the keen man's confession made, that he had been the victim of misplaced confidence. He has gone to his usual avocations, determined never to believe in tall hats again. I have told this truth to show how virulent the fever is. The shares of the C.S.A. are going steadily up, and from report, not without cause, their county as it is broken up, promises remarkably well.
Buildings of brick are going up in various parts of the town, and were the tons of muddy slush removed our main street would look quite respectable. There is talk of a tramroad to Cobar, but unless a little more Victorian energy is displayed I fear that it, like the telegraph, will be a long time ere it be accomplished. We talk, and talk, and talk again, but that is about all. We are badly provided with active motive power. You know the gaol is finished, and a good little building it is, but there is no notice of its being used. For the sake of the unfortunate prisoners, I hope before the hot weather sets in they may be removed thither. There is a strike among the shearers; 20s per hundred is demanded. The Beemery shed was left, but I do not know if shearing has commenced there. I have heard that at this place 22s 6d was asked; men are scarce, and it is natural that wages should rise. Fortunately for the squatter, he has had glorious seasons lately, and can, I suppose, afford to give an advance in pay.
A magnificent mob of 600 bullocks, from the Flinders, in charge of Mr. M'lntyre, brother of the explorer, are going down the Paroo; 200 of them are something far above common fat cattle.
The Sydney mail was not delivered again on Saturday much to the annoyance of everybody. The Bathurst papers always come, but from some cause the Sydney bag is often left behind. A petition, asking a tri-weekly mail, is being signed, and if the importance of a place goes for anything it will be granted. The postal service is increasing most rapidly, and the present position of it is not sufficient. Seventy-two mails arrive and depart monthly, and the number of letters actually posted in the town exceed 2000 monthly.
Mr. Watts' plant has gone to Beemery, and scouring will commence directly. The fleece is off the sheep's backs, and speaking of wool reminds me that although the nights are bitterly cold; and have been for months, the unhappy blacks stand shivering in the blast looking in vain for the whiteman's gift of blankets. It is a great shame; but so it ever is, the winter is over before these fast-disappearing people can nestle for a little warmth under the Government blankets. No rise in river; weather dry but cold.  – Town & Country,August 10, 1872(Empire August 9)
BOURKE.  August 7.
Shearing and wool washing are now in full operation, and a most satisfactory result may be anticipated. The trouble with the shearers cleared away like a very small fog in presence of the sun. A feeling of dissatisfaction has crept among this class lately, in so much that public complaint is made through the columns of our "local." A writer, signing "A Shearer," calls upon his fellow-workmen to resist the co-operation of a local firm who have, among other legitimate operations, undertaken to shear and wash their neighbours' sheep. While they confined themselves to the single condition of washing wool, all was well; but so soon as the other item was introduced, there is mutiny hot and expressive; though it seems very strange that one man's money is of less value than another's. If a firm combine to shear as well us scour, and pay the same market value for labour as the rest of employers, where results the grievance ? Every man has a positive right to embark in any legitimate calling he may deem beneficial to himself, and so long as he acts honestly and fairly, what reason is there that you or I hoist the flag of rebellion ? "A Shearer " does not complain of any loss or injury he has sustained at the hands of the Barton Brothers; but he thinks because they are squatters, butchers, wool scourers, &c, they have no business to tack on sheep-shearing to their other duties, and calls on the wool-gatherers to show their ill will by refusing to work for them. I trust that our workmen have too much good sense to refuse good wages for the stupid reason that a co-operative body tends them. When that body inflicts a wound it will be time to wince.
There are some fine specimens of copper ore on view from the C.S.A. company, and there is no doubt if the directors do their duty to the shareholders in an intelligent, energetic manner, there will be nothing to complain of. It is regarded by the majority of scrip holders that a mistake was made in the issue of 40,000 shares instead of 20,000. 640 acres taken up last Thursday, and tomorrow there will be another rush. The cartage of copper ore will commence directly from Cobar, many teams being put on at the C.S.A. There are six miners at work, but to do the work well four times that number is needed The lack of miners is a great drawback to the various enterprises. The work goes on too slow. I hope this will be soon remedied. There is no report of water coming down, and we now despair of being able to ship one to the smelting works for some time.
A prospector has just come in from the copper mines. He reports that he has discovered gold. He, of course, is chary of information, but that he has found gold I am positive. This is what has long been thought would take place, by men well up in the science of gold-bearing country. Silver specimens have also been obtained.
The skeleton of a man was found the other day, a short distance from Dunlop, eighty miles down stream, another unfortunate, probably perishing from lack of water.
Sub-inspector Keegan has relieved senior-sergeant Cleary, for whom a testimonial has been subscribed. The sergeant proceeds to Narrabri.
Mr, George Harris, of the Royal, has purchased the Commercial Inn, and the Royal, I hear, is to be converted into the public school house; so much the better, it is high time the children had such a place to go to.
At the police court there has been nothing of note to report.
Weather fine.
-          Town & Country, 17 August, 1872 (Empire August 19)

BOURKE.  August 15.
On Monday night between 11 and 12 o'clock there was a great running to and fro through Bourke. Boats were hurriedly put off from the jetty, lights carried by anxious men were flashing along the banks of the river, and the cause was that Richard Bolton, a man in the employ of Mr. Surveyor Harris, in attempting to cross the stream had gone down with the frail canoe. The police, headed by Inspector Keeghan, actively did their duty, assisted by several private gentlemen, working until early in the morning to recover the body, in vain. As soon as the sun was somewhat warm, the blacks were brought to the scene, and after a few minutes diving one of them, Lumpy, shot up with a boot in one hand. "White fellow sit down," he said pointing downward to the deep water. A rope was taken from one of the boats, and two of the blacks diving together, the white solemn face of the dead was soon in the sunlight. A murmur of applause broke from the crowd on the banks, and the poor wreck was taken to the Commercial Inn, where an inquest was held und a verdict of accidental drowning was given. The deceased was about forty years of age, and, pitiful as it is to record it, drink was the accursed cause of the affair.
Shearing and scouring is in full operation. The weather is remarkably cold; ice each morning being found on buckets &c.
Building is rapidly going forward, and a line of coaches runs now to Cobar.
From the C. S. A mine cheering news is brought and great expectations are founded upon it.
The remains of Hugh Cameron, the man found near Dunlop, were buried here last week. His name was inscribed on a tin billy found at his side, a portion of which was worn bright by the endeavours of the unfortunate being to find water in the land. He left no tale of the agony passed ere the spirit fled to the presence of Him who called it into life.
At a meeting held at the Royal Hotel last week, the following business was transacted in relation to division of the Bogan Electorate, Mr. G. Harris, chairman:-"That a division of the existing Electorate of the Bogan into two or more districts, is, in the opinion of this meeting, advisable and advantageous, and that in any revision or amendment of the Electoral Act, Bourke should be the place of nomination for one electorate, which should, as near as practicable, embrace the territory within the following boundaries :-Commencing at the boundary of the colony of Queensland, on the west side of the Narran River ; thence by that river to its junction with the Barwon ; thence south, by the west side of the Macquarie River to Mount Foster; thence in a south-south-westerly direction to a point where the Lachlan River is intersected by the 146th parallel of longitude; thence north-westerly to Mount Macpherson, and by the 144th parallel of longitude to the Queensland border; then easterly to the point of commencement." A memorial embracing the above was adopted for transmission to the Legislative Assembly, through the member of the district-Geo. W. Lord.
-          Town & Country, August 24, 1872 (Empire, August 23)


BOURKE.  August 21.
From copper, the tongue of Bourke has turned to the nobler metal-gold. On Sunday the place was in a feverish ferment. A man had brought in a hat full of wonderful specimens. There was no doubt of the realty of the precious mediums. Miner's rights were the universal theme, and much law was expounded as to how far the digger could push his demands. Rouse's paddock rushed was the precedent held up. Books treating of the gold-fields took the place of the Bible on last Sunday, and a happy stroke of good fortune has made many poor men rich. One enthusiast actually twitted people with the fact that when he was needy no one called on him, but now his house was sought by all classes. He did not think poor mortal that it was the yellow god supposed to be in his house which was drawing the visitors towards him. Things went on pretty well for about thirty hours, when our alchemist proclaimed on the house top that the shiny substance so much coveted was a sham and a cheat; Acid and fire had torn aside the glittering vision, and with a dogged silence the gold-fields regulations were put aside. At any rate, if there is any comfort in this fact, many old hands have pronounced the stranger gold.
Many people are still busy among the copper lodes, and forty acres were taken up at Mount Oxley on Thursday. This is about thirty miles from the river, and should it prove correct, it will be a great find. We have had a three-feet rise in the river, but it is expected it will go down at once to its former level. Barton Bros have gone to Gundabark to scour their wool.
Bread has risen from no actual pressure to 7d per two pound loaf, the salutary baker may find when he endeavours to catch such big fishes that other nets may be let down in our waters. We paid 6d when flour was below £20 per ton without murmur and as soon as a little rise takes place, we are called upon to make it good. If the cheap flour had given us cheaper bread we should not grumble, but it is not fair to tax us at both ends of the market. A man named Wilson dropped dead at Tattersall’s Hotel on Sunday evening. The cause was apoplexy. Weather boisterous, dry, and cold.
-          Town & Country, August 31, 1872 (Empire, same date)

BOURKE.
September 5.
We are indebted this 5th of September to a fine rain, which was needed and which of course will do much good. The river has risen a little, but not sufficient to float the steamers here, which is much to be deplored, for flour and other things have risen in price, and the poor man's purse has not swollen in the same proportion.
A party of copper seekers came into town on Friday from the south, after prospecting country taken up by them the week previous. They were very modest, simply saying they were quite satisfied with their bargain; they brought in some unmistakeable proofs that copper exists on their land, and men are going out to open the hill, and in all probability I shall have a good account to give in a week or two, at any rate there will be nothing said, until proof certain of paying metal is obtained.
There was a mistake in the gentleman's name now wool scouring at Beemery, it should have been Thomas F Wall. Things there are going on well at Gundabooker, the men are all on the strike; the reason is not yet known. Many teams heavily laden for Ross and Co, have arrived.
I was at the great Cobar last week, and such a mass of copper staring above the ground it would be difficult to find. Captain McLean is much shackled by various impediments which ought not to exist, and which it is to be hoped will soon be removed. I will forward a description of this remarkable mine in a future paper; it is worthy of special notice. The C. S. A. mine is being worked, and time may prove it a marvellous place; at present there is not enough brain and muscle on the ground, but more of this anon.
Mr. G. Harris has entered his new house, and it will be known henceforth as the Royal. This house has had three baptisms since it has been opened, may the last be the sticking one. We expect the Inspector of Schools every day, when it is to hoped our neglected children will find a fold in which to gather together.
-          Town & Country, 14 September, 1872 (Empire, same date)


BOURKE.
September 11.
You have seen doubtless the report of an extensive gold-field having existence in this district, and although that which glitters is sometimes gold, let no man be deceived with excessive joy at hearing that the precious metal is near Bourke. I saw specimens brought in which one and all declared gold, then the few wise men amongst proclaimed it otherwise, with a good deal of ill nature. Now again they declare the discarded glitter to be the veritable article. With these shifts of opinion may not the former verdict be taken up again! Gold has been received in Bourke from Sydney, so the report speaks, obtained from stone found to the south. If this is so it speaks but little for the judgment of the miners and those who work among crucibles amongst us. What I advise is caution. Time will show the birth-place of the precious one; and until it is known, it is nothing but madness for men to act in the matter. Land is still being taken up for copper, and a party starts this week for Coogar where very promising specimens have been obtained close to the surface. Coogar is about thirty miles north of Cobar, in the same line, and a hill of a mile from north to south higher than Cobar, with every indication found there. Slate, quartz, and iron-stone reefs, boldly shown, run through the hill, while at the north end is a vast upheaving of slate mixed with quartz and iron. Timber is abundant, and great hopes are entertained that rich ore will be speedily found.
I have just returned from Beemery where shearing and scouring is in full work ; the latter operation has been somewhat retarded by rain, but all again is smoothly running. There will be nearly 100 tons of wool washed here, and for cleanliness and absence from burr and seeds will show to much advantage. Mr. Wall has a well organised band of workers, and the manner they perform their labour show that even here discipline and prompt action can be found. While the men are at work, there is nothing but work done. At stated periods they have their spells for smoking, &c, and as surely as the watch tells of this cessation ending the master's voice is heard, and labour again goes on in its steady earnest grooves.
The telegraph operations seem to have come to a dead stand. All that you can see is the Government superintendents and surveyor taking their ease; while squatters, storekeepers, carriers, and labourers of all grades, are looking for money which is so far in the prospective that each and all despair of ever seeing it; the contractors are absent, and altogether a more disgraceful state of affairs in connection with a Government tender never existed. At first the work was to have been commenced at Bourke and Narrabri. Five miles at each end to be completed per week- so said the tender. This would have given us telegraphic communication in about seven months. Now what has been done? They commenced at Walgett instead of Bourke, worked until the seven mouths, then another extension of three mouths, making in all twelve mouths, und finally collapsing altogether, after completing the line to Piliga-a distance of, say eighty miles, leaving the other 200 miles without the faintest sign of completion, although wire supplied by the Government has been, so I am informed, lying unused there three months. Nor is this all. At our end of the line there is no sign of finishing the work. In fact, it is reported that 190 poles, sufficient for seven miles, have been sold to an innkeeper on the Culgoa, for fencing purposes. Whether this is true or false the report has reached the Government superintendent stationed near Beemery, who has threatened prosecution should the poles be removed. Mr. Cracknell is expected daily at Beemery, and when he comes he will find the toughest snare to unravel he has ever had. The busiest period of the year has passed-that is the wool harvest ; and had the wire been ready for use scores of pounds would have been placed by its agency to the public credit.
-          Town & Country, September 21, 1872 (Empire, same date)

BOURKE.
September 12.
The weather is deliciously fine, warm days and delightful nights ; feed of every description is abundant and we start on our summer journey with bright tokens of plenty.
A party of miners left yesterday for Googar, and it is confidently expected that rich copper will be struck in a few days. Surface indications are plentiful, but these will not now do. Should the ground turn out as expected, I fancy men from Melbourne will have the handling of it, and should they, there will be a little more mining energy displayed than hitherto.
We had a noisy meeting on Monday night, relative to the proposed Public School for this place; the "Old Royal" was in the market for that purpose, but the idea did not meet with approval. A petition is to be sent to Government, praying that a site be granted on the present water reserve, which is a central position and well-adapted for a school. For its first use, that is, a water reserve, it is simply worthless, no stock being able to get near the river owing to the steepness of the banks. I will not say anything respecting the proceedings at the meeting-the local paper this morning has handled the matter well. Tho police inspector, with his men, were there, and it is the wonder of all present that their services were not demanded. Mr. R. Barton has since purchased the Royal, to be converted into a soap and caudle factory, and it may be in the interim rented as a school: let us hope it may, for such a place is urgently needed. There is nothing fresh about the extensive gold-field said to exist near Bourke.
Mr. E. Barton's men were brought before the Bench, charged with absconding from their duties, but from the loose manner the men had been engaged, they were discharged. Our ferryman was also placed before the P.M., charged with illegally demanding and taking toll from Mr. G. Harris. It appeared that some horses had crossed the river near the punt by swimming, and a boy was despatched to recover them; he was stopped, and the toll demanded. In giving judgment, the P.M. said, that anyone could cross horses or cattle within a foot of the punt, providing no boat, &e., belonging to the ferry be used. The defendant had rendered himself liable to a penalty of £5, but he should fine him a nominal sum of one shilling and costs of court, and assured the defendant that the next time he was brought before him on such a charge, he should indict the full penalty.
River very slowly rising.
-          Town & Country, September 28, 1872 (Empire, same date)
An advertisement in the Australian Town & Country of November 25, 1876, a table revealed that in 1872 Oscar Hughan selected two blocks of ground at Bourke in partnership with others, and one in his own name. Firstly, on September 5, 1872, with J.K Moore and C. Cooper Oscar selected a 40 acre block, then on October 7 1872 he joined with his brother Robert Alexander Hughan (R.A), J. McKinlay and T.Griffin to select another block of 40 acres.


BOURKE.
September 25.
The "Royal" building, now the property of R. Barton, Esq., is under offer to the Council of Education, at a rental of L80 per annum. It is to be hoped the offer will be accepted, for the non-existence of a school in a place like this is as deep a disgrace as can be laid to the intellectual force of a civilized community. We are to have a concert tomorrow in aid of our hospital. It will be a success, for musicians are the singers, and their former performances gave such unqualified pleasure, that a crowded house will be a certainty.
From the mines little beyond the death-in-life style of doing business is reported. But a movement is now being made, and not a moment too soon, to lop away the useless incumberances which have made us almost a bye-word among men for sloth and stupidity. There is enough copper staring at you above the surface, to enrich half-a-dozen companies, and still dividends are in the mists of the dim future. Yesterday a black fellow, belonging to Fort Bourke station, played such tricks on horseback us will not be soon forgotten, he was mounted upon a very young horse, and if ever strong drink made man a beast, it did on this occasion. The poor animal was beaten and kicked until he could not move, while the torrent of licentious language of the blackfellow caused spectators to shudder. This scene was carried on in the midst of men, women, and children, and strange to say, the ruffian was not interfered with by the police or anybody else. Surely a peace-officer's duty is to maintain the peace and good order of a community. The river is still rising slowly, but above, at Walgett, the mailman reports a rise of five feet in twenty-four hours. There has been rain at the mines, but to what extent it is not yet, known.
You will have seen the price realized by the Cunnuamulla cattle. Bullocks, L10 5s 6d ; cows, L8 8s 6d. This was the mixed lot spoken of as passing downward to market. Had they been termed prime I wonder what they would have fetched.
A parcel of gold has been sent from Sydney-so report has it-taken from stone found at the copper mines here, giving a little over 18oz to the ton. The return of the gold is a truth, but from what stone I cannot, of course, undertake to say.
Weather-after a very hot day or two-cool and refreshing,
Pasturage abundant.
-          Town & Country, October 5, 1872 (Empire, same date)

April through June 1872- Oscar's articles..

BOURKE.
Another successful benefit-in a money point of view- was given by our Dramatic Club for the hospital on Wednesday last. The pieces chosen were the ‘Lean of a Lover,' and 'Like as Two Peas,' with a selection of songs for the between pieces.
At Jandra they are busy shearing, and lambing at Moculta will commence in three weeks. A little rain would now do much to ensure a heavy drop, without it the lambs will suffer, for the grass though plentiful is very dry.
Bourke is very busy, many gentlemen from the back blocks are in for the races, and as the weather is delicious we expect fine running.
The Rev. Father Nugent arrived yesterday.
-          Town & Country, April 13, 1872.(Empire April 15)


Bourke Annual Races. ( FROM A CORRESPONDENT)
The 3rd of April dawned upon the good people of this place as gloriously beautiful as weather can come to mortals, and at day dawn little clouds of dust in all directions spoke of mobs of horses coming in from their feeding grounds to convoy their owners to the racecourse. Bourke shook off the listlessness that had clung to her for a long time, and cherry faces and jocund voices were seen and heard in the thoroughfares. Men and boys whose kingdoms are confined to the limits of racing stables, bustled about with a confident step and look, which said 'we are all right and intend to make it hot’. Owners of horses, and there were some of the John Tait stamp, collected under the verandah of Tattersall’s and talked on the coming contests with a gravity which contrasted well with the jollity displayed by the expectant crowds, and women, too, had caught the fever, as their display of millinary demonstrated : new bonnets, feathers, and gloves spoke of an extra item in the household bill, but who grudges them this innocent and healthy recreation.
The races were advertised to commence at 12 noon, and long before that time vehicles, from the four-in-hand to the wheelbarrow, were rolling mainly westward, while the number of well-mounted horsemen was quite imposing. On the course were the usual booths, where all that makes up the animal part of our lives were in abundance; and what was better there was not a man or woman there who could not provide a feast fit for a man or woman to enjoy. On nearly all racing grounds of note you will always find some temptation in the shape of cards, dice, thimble-rigging or some other near reality of men’s proneness to duplicity; but at Bourke, no such sign was seen, and it speaks well for the moral tone of the people.
It was nearly one o’clock when the horses for the Maiden Plate were ready for starting, and I may complain of and condemn the laxity shown by the stewards in not enforcing the penalties attached to horses not at the post at the anticipated time. I heard it said that it would not do to be too strict, but I think that it is a duty due to the public that all which is stated in the programme of a meeting should be carried out. If the stewards are conciliatory to one or two owners of horses, they are most unkind to hundreds who are kept waiting and fuming for the sports to begin, and not only this, the dawdling away of time, to suit a tardy jockey or a procrastinating owner, simply robs the whole affair of that power which is given it by rules laid down to be carried out to the letter. I hope the next year’s races will be untouched by this lack of prompt action on the part of the stewards.
 The following are the partículars :
Maiden Plate of 35 sovs, with a sweep of two sovs to go to the second horse; for horses which have not won an advertised prize; distance one mile and a half.
Mr H Colless's Playboy, aged (S. Davis) ... .. l
Messrs J & E Readford’s Belle Brandon, 3 years 2
Mr W. W Davis’s Cossack aged              3
P. Canfall’s Mountain Heir
The Flying Handicap of 40 sovs, with a sweep of 2 sovs for second horse, h ft. Distance one mile and a half.
Mr H Ferry's Adeline. 8st 8lbs (Lillyman) ...1
H. Colless's New Chum, 8st .. ... ... ... 2
G Taylor's Lunelle, 7st 9lb.. .. ... 3
Messrs J & E Readford's Alhambra 8st 101b.
The Selling Stakes of 20 sovs ; mile heats. If entered to be sold for £30, weight for age; if for £20 allowed 71b; if for £10 14lb allowed. Surplus to go the Race Fund.
Mr H. Ferry's Pilot, 9 st (Lillyman) ... ... 4   I      1
G. Taylor’s Lunelle, 9st'21b ... ... ... 1 3 3
H Colless’s Paddy-two-sticks, 8 st 8lb . ...3 2 2
J & E Readford’s Belle Brandon 7st llb.   2 4 0
The Steeplechase of 70 sovs ; sweep of five sovs to go to the second horse ; distance, 3 miles-over 18 fences 4 feet high ; welter weight for age.
Mr A F. Sullivan's Sportsman, 11st 71b(Owner)... ... 1
S. Smith's Rory, 11st 7lb (Owner) .. ... 2
W. W. Davis's Cossack, 11st 71b (A Eckler) .. ... 3
H Colless's Chief Justice, 11st 71b (Bell).
After a little trouble Mr. O'Shanassy launched them fairly, and Chief Justice, classic as indiarubber, rushed to the first fence; in fact they all went over like a bunch of grapes. Chief from the immense height he jumped, being the topmost grape; a cheer went up as they touched the ground on the otherside. A stampede for the next jump, and on like a hurricane the silk fluttered-the Chief going as the villain can go when he likes all the others well up and splendidly handled ; at the third jump, and when everybody thought the Chief meant honest work, the brute refused and over popped the violet and gold, followed by Rory and Cossack, both these horses leaping finely. The grand stand leap-where hundreds waited for a fall-but no, over they went, and as if growing together while Smith on Rory showed that it was not the first race of the sort he had ridden ; Cossack, too, jumping remarkably well in close attendance. Then a leap, and the grand stand jump was done with ; quick as the black cap sank out of sight, the red one was in the air ; but this time the noble old Rory struck heavily and unseated his rider, who, though dragged, still hung on to the steering gear and was soon again following the leading two; the next fence and Cossack was riderless, so that the race lay between Sportsman and Rory ; a cheer rolled after them. Here I may say, the race was out of sight, for the clouds of dust raised by the following horsemen quite blotted the racers out, and if men and boys have not sufficient sense to remain at rest during the running, they should be made. One of the riders told me he had to beg some of the idiots to keep back as his horse was much annoyed at the rattle and shouting. Out of the dust and into the straight running ; round the gums into the straight Sportsman was leading, but here adverse luck seemed to await him for he struck very heavily loosing his stride entirely, and for a moment Rory, honest half-trained Rory deserved to win. Sullivan's skill and coolness set things to rights at once, and with a thunder of voices he was hailed the winner for the second time of the Bourke steeplechase. Had the Chief ran as he can run, and Cossack who jumps splendidly had not disposed of his rider the result might have been different, but it will take a magnificent animal to conquer Sportsman.
The Publican's Purse of 30 sovs ; distance, 2 miles; weight for age.
Messrs. J and E. Readford's Canobie,   9st 31b (S. Davis) ... 1 .
 Mr. H. Perry's Physician, 9st 3lb ... .. ..2
SECOND DAY.
The Corinthian Cup (value 30 sovs) ; 2 miles ; welter weight for age; to be ridden for by members of the Bourke Jockey Club
Mr. Ferry's Physician, aged (Owner) ... .. .. 1
H. Colless's New Chum, aged .. ... .. 2
Messrs. J. and E. Readford's Alhambra, aged  ..3
The Bourke Handicap-a sweep of five sovs each, with 75 sovs added; distance, 2 miles.
Messrs.J and K. Readford's Canobie, 9st 1 lb .. .. 1
 Mr. Ferry's Physician 9st .. ... 2
Ferry's Adeline, 8st 21b .. .. .,' 3
Colless's Flying Jib, 8st 81b.
Consolation Stakes (Handicap) of 15 sovs. for all beaten horses ; once round the course.
Mr. Colless’s  Flying Jib (Flanagan) .. .. .. 1
Messrs Readford's Bell Brandon.              2
Forced Handicap of 20 sovs ; distance  l 1/2  mile.
Mr Ferry’s Pilot (Maxwell) ... .. .. .. 1
Colless's Playboy ..... 2
Messrs. Readford's Canobie .... 3
Mr. Perry's Adeline.
On Friday there was a Free Handicap (£50) ran for, which was won by Canobie- beating six others. Also a Hack Race, won by Mr. Hughes's Slops and thus closed a very pleasant meeting which in all respects was a credit to the Bourkites.
-          Town & Country, April 20, 1872.(Empire April 22)

BOURKE.  Wednesday Morning.
Forty-eight tons of ore from the Cobar Copper Mine has been smelted, and yields 29 per cent of pure copper. The mine is looking splendid; the lode from seven to eight feet wide.
-May 4, 1872.(Empire, May 2)


BOURKE.   April 24. 
H. W. Nancarrow and J. Connelly returned to Bourke a few days since, from their prospecting trip, which has been attended with complete success; they have brought in some very fine specimens of grey and ruby oxide of copper of a rich quality ; the lode on the surface is about thirty feet wide, and a quarter of a mile in length, and is situated seven miles north-west of Cobar, and is surrounded by good country for retaining water, well timbered, with good box, bala, and pine. This mine is called the Cornish, Scottish, and Australian Copper Mine, and the proprietors are waiting the advent of rain before commencing operations. At present there are four prospectors, viz. H. W. Nancarrow, R. Nancarrow. G. S. Gibb, and J. Connelly. For the present they are putting it into 1000 shares. The finders of this mine have been subjected to great hardships, having to contend against the want of water and often food, notwithstanding they have persevered most assiduously, and are at length rewarded. The copper ore is of a soft malleable nature, the same as Cobar and a continuation of the same lode. We think the finders of this rich deposit deserve great praise for opening up the mineral wealth of this district, and which will tend to give employment to great numbers of people.
Want of water is retarding the work at Cobar, but tanks are being sunk, and that difficulty, will soon be scaled.
On Friday night a severe thunderstorm from the south broke over the town, and it brought us a most seasonable downpour of rain. I am afraid it was not sufficient for the dryness of the country, but it will assist the lambing greatly.
Since my last I have been at Wilcannia, 230 miles down the river. I was much pleased with the general appearance of the country pasturage, which is everywhere abundant, and stock look magnificent. Winbar, with about 5000 cattle has changed hands, and Mileyambo is open for sale. All this country is simply splendid. At Landra, Guinness's wool scouring is in full swing ; remarkably free, too, is the wool from burr, and clean as the conscience of a quaker. The absence of the villainous burr may be in some measure attributed to the removal of the pest on this run. It is a pity other station holders follow not this example. I find that it has gone down the river about eighty miles. I found Wilcania perched upon a vast sandhill on the western bank of the river-a most desirable place in wet weather, but on a hot windy day you might as well live in a dust bin. The people are very courteous and kind ; there is a total absence of that shove-me-off-the-side-walk attitude shown with us, as we are more Yankee in our acts. Their stores are well-built and most politely served. They have four taverns, one the Mount Murchison, more English than any house I've been in for years. There is much suffering from the eye during the heat, that organ in some instances actually bursting. The runs about this place are for the most part fenced, and one station holder-Mr. Jennings-has made most ample preparations for drought. I found a marked difference in the price of articles of daily consumption, for instance, potatoes offered at 8 pounds per ton, apples 8s per case, &c. The potatoes would command twice that at Bourke, and the apples three times that sum. Carriage, doubtless, has something to do with this, but not all. I was shown the court-house, and lock-up, two little specks of places resembling the houses found in a child's box of toys. There is little wonder that prisoners attempt to escape from such structures, and the police, wonderfully clean and servicable-looking, must, in charge of a desperate ruffian, be constantly on the alert. As a parting with this place I must not forget the ferryman, whose willingness to please others a good chance for others in the same capacity to profit by his urbanity. 6000 sheep, J. E. Kelly's, were crossing for Melbourne, in charge of Mr. G. M'Intyre, a steady, faithful man of the roads. 190 fat cattle, Williams, Warrego, and a drove of the same class. Sullivan's, Bulloo, were entering the town. On my way back I visited Cuttowa, Butter's, and a most splendid garden. They have oranges fairly breaking down the trees ; the peach was in the sear and yellow leaf, but an abundant crop had been gathered, one tree yielding 100 dozen ; the grape, too, gave a magnificent harvest, and he who questions the quality of the Darling soil to produce any fruit or vegetable had better visit it ere he preaches. We have had several police cases, but the police seemed, by the rebukes given by the sitting magistrates, to have erred In judgment. Constable Hurlsberg is the officer at fault. An unfortunate man smashed his thigh from a horse in the back country, but as Bourke is without a doctor at present, no aid was given.
-          Town & Country Journal, May 4, 1872.(Empire, May 4)

BOURKE.  May 1.
As I feared the rain which fell last week was in quantity too insignificant for good, and a general murmur at the dryness is heard. No doubt lambing will be less successful, but there is abundance of feed and the weather is simply delicious.
A concert in aid of the Church of England Fund will be given shortly, and if we may judge from the ladies and gentlemen who are preparing for the affair, something worth calling a musical display will be given.
Our District Court this turn is heavy-no less than nine civil cases, some of them most uncivil. In the Criminal Court there are five cases. There is nothing of importance in police items. The town is full of afflicted eyes, and as there is no medical man here you may guess at our position.
The return of the percentage on the whole shipment of Cobar ore of 29 per cent, of fine copper, has made a vast improvement in these shares; they have advanced in ten months from £10 to £140, and although much money is drawn   away in the form of heavy carriage the company are jubilant as to profitable certainties. While opinions differ vastly as to the legitimate claims of other mines, there is now no question raised against the wealth lying at Cobar.
The New Copper Company have issued scrip, and many are buying, but since Captain Lean's denial of passing judgment on the discovery, there is a slight, degree of dampness thrown at the enthusiasm.
On the 1st instant two of our local horses- New Chum and Why Not-came to the post for a 2 mile spin for 10 pounds, weight for age. Why Not, the property of Mr. H Colliss, is a grand little fellow, and will take a hat full of beating.
No rise in the river.
-May 11, 1872.(Empire May 10)

BOURKE.   May 8.
The town is busy on the eve of the judge’s appearance. Mr. Docker arrived per mail, and His Honor is at Mucculto, ten miles up the Bogan, paying Mr. R Burton a visit. The weather is delightful, and everybody seems happy. The wining concert in aid of the Church of England, is advertised and it is to be regretted the prices are so high. 7s 6d and 6s is too much for people not born in the purple, and many lovers of muisic will, by this change, be shut out. It is true there is a lower charge, but respectable people, though poor, don't like being pushed against by the crowd in the rough. There is no deduction, it seems, made for children. A family man must either have a huge purse, or remain at home. I should much like to attend, but unpaid creditors warn me off.
The race between New Chum and Whynot will be postponed until the court work is done; that will be, I think, on Tuesday, the 11th ; both horses are at work.
A sad case of sudden death occurred at the hospital on Sunday night. A patient, after an attempt to swallow poison, died in much agony. An inquest was held yesterday, and the jury brought in "Death from some cause unknown,'" there being no medical man to make a post mortem. They expressed their1 regret that Bourke should be left without medical assistance. Dr Roberts, the hospital surgeon, was at Bathurst assizes. If the unfortunate man, Britten, did take poison, it is quite easy to believe that unrelieved pain forced upon him the dreadful act. He had a bottle of poison in his possession, and it would be well if all hospital authoriities examined the property of patients entering their asylums, for other such cases may occur at any moment.
Mr. R. Barton is busy erecting a soap factory, and too much praise cannot be given him for the energy he has shown in all that may add to the advancement of the place he has made his home. Soap and candles are much needed at a cheaper rate, and we are now promised them. A huge snake was killed in our local newspaper office the other day. The "devils" gave it a warm welcome, and the serpent caved in.
No rain in river; rain much needed. 8000 sheep with Mr. Birch, are moving towards Gongolgon.
-          Town & Country, May 18, 1872.

BOURKE.
At the Quarter sessions held here on 11 May, before, his Honor Judge Josephson. Mr. R. M Isaacs presenting for the crown.
CRUEL ROBBERY WITH VIOLENCE:.-George Cain, alias Samuel Baxter, a strong, powerfully built man, of about thirty-five years of agc, was indicted for having, on the 12th December last, at Yancannan Station, wounded and robbed a shepherd named John Aroe of a cheque for 14 pounds, drawn by his master, Mr. Vallentine, in payment of wages. Aroe is a little man, and not strong. The particulars, as disclosed in evidence, arc briefly these:-Aroe had just yarded his sheep, and gone to his hut at about sundown, when the prisoner was there. He saw the prisoner going to the hut as he was bringing the sheep home. Prisoner stopped that night in the hut, had tea, was supplied with a "shakedown," and breakfast next morning. During the evening prisoner said he had lost a cheque for 52 pounds, drawn by Mr. Bates, a neighbouring squatter, but that he knew the number, and requested Aroe to show him his cheques. Aroe showed him one cheque for £14 and another for £4 2s 11d, drawn by Mr. Vallentine. Prisoner said his cheque was the next number to these. The next morning Aroe crossed his sheep over a creek, and bid the prisoner good morning. He appeared to be going on his horse towards the head station. When Aroe had got about a mile from the hut he made some tea, when the prisoner came up to him and said, "You've lost forty-five of your sheep," and that he must bring his sheep back to the yard. He asked for a drink of tea, and Aroe gave it to him. He then told Aroe to round up the sheep. Prisoner walked alongside for a short distance, when all of a sudden he slipped from his horse, took Aroe by the neck, and threw him violently to the ground. Aroe got up, when prisoner told him to go after his sheep. Prisoner went ahead towards a ridge, when Aroe, becoming alarmed, turned and was making for the head station, when he was overtaken by the prisoner, who commenced to beat him on the head, arms, hands, and shoulders, with a stirrup-iron attached to a strap. Aroe fell, and for a time was insensible. When slightly recovering he found blood flowing from wounds in his head, and arms and hands. His head was bleeding all day. He made several attempts to get up, but was too weak. At length he succeeded, when the prisoner said-"Have you had enough?" Aroe replied, "Yes." Prisoner then took Aroe five miles into the bush, making him walk more than half the distance, and then ordered him to take off his boots and to put into them whatever he had in his pockets. Aroe took out his two cheques and a pocket knife, and placed them into one of the boots. Prisoner then made Aroe walk about five hundred yards, barefooted, through the scrub. "He there tied my hands behind me," continued Aroe, “with my own handkerchief, and strapped my legs together with the belt I now wear. He left me in this position, saying he was going to the creek for some water, but on his return, after an hour, he brought me none. If I let you go now, he said, what will you do ? I said "I do not know." " If let you go will ,you tell any of the other shepherds you have seen me ?" I said 'No’. He then let me go. I asked him to let me have the cheque and he gave it to me, saying, "If you tell any of the shepherds I'll put a ball through you the next time I see you.” He made me take off my waistcoat, which was covered with blood, and took me to the creek and washed my head, and arms, and hands. It was then about two hours of sunset. On leaving he said, "Good bye, Jack, I'm off to Cobham Lake." I made my way to a shepherd's hut, which I reached in a very exhausted condition. A report was made at once to the head station, and the next morning a spring-cart was sent to convey me to Mr. Bates's station, where I was laid up for four weeks. A report was forwarded to the police station at Wilcannia, 120 miles off'. Constable Blenkit, with a black tracker, were still with Aroe, whom they saw suffering from severe wounds. Having obtained particulars and a description of the prisoner, BIenkit went in pursuit, and succeeded in cleverly capturing his prey before he had time to return to his hut, in which he had firearms. When searched, Aroe's knife and eight bullets were found upon him. The jury found the prisoner guilty, and the judge, in sentencing him to three years' hard labour in Berrima gaol, said it was one of the most heartless and cruel robberies that had ever come under his notice.
-          Town & Country, June 1, 1872.(Empire May 27)
BOURKE.
June 20.
It is to be hoped few cases such as was revealed at our police-court on Tuesday, before A. O. Grant, Esq., and Mr. J. McNevin, .J.P., are to be found in the colony. A man whose name, if it was not for his family's sake, should be given, was called upon to show reason why he should not contribute to his wife and children's support. The woman, who appeared to be a poor, heart-broken creature, the mother of five young children, told her shameful tale of brutal ill usage by the fellow who had sworn to protect her. Living in the bush, she had suffered long and patiently, and through desperate fear, during absence of her husband, she fled with her little ones to Bourke to seek the protection of police interference. She had been hunted from her home, spending whole nights in the bush. She had been beaten and pummelled by savage fists, her life threatened, and finally compelled to leave the roof which should have sheltered her. No extenuating circumstances were brought to bear upon the case, and the Bench ordered a payment of £2 per week for six months. It is to hoped by this time the natural feelings becoming a man will have returned to the husband, who, I regret to learn, is a licensed publican, and that the future may make amends for his past conduct.
Mr. J. E. Kelly passed Bourke on Saturday, in charge of 6000 magnificent sheep, en route for Melbourne. He crosses directly to the Lachlan, and is the first to open the road from Bourke. There is plenty of water, and, if I mistake not, his tracks will be followed.
Mr. Stanley, in charge of 1500 cattle, passed downward yesterday. They are a fine lot. Speaking of cattle, I was told by a bullock-owner today that a strange and unaccountable disorder is appearing among working cattle, three of his team have died from its effects. The best-conditioned are seized with want of sight; they travel in circles, and finally lie down to die; a swelling also appearing in the throat. Some attribute it to the eating of a herb, but as herbs are not to be found where several of these deaths took place, there must be some other cause.
The copper mania is fast upon us, but nothing positively can be said of any of the mines save Cobar. Indications are plentiful of valuable deposits, but nothing definite is known. Much land has been taken up, and any mail I may send report of other Cobars. From 300 to 400 acres have been taken from the Crown.
We have had much rain, but there is no sign of the rivers rising. Several of our leading men, Mr. Becker at their head, are out in the new country, and there is little doubt a mining community of great strength will soon be about us. Brick houses and shops are going up, and Mr. Becker's terrace will soon beautify the town.
There is great complaining of ailing eyes, I have been partially blind more than six weeks; others are suffering in a lesser degree.
Preparations are being made for the scouring of next year's wool. Banton Bro., of Mooculto have secured the Bringdinggabba clip.
The mails are running well, the Wilcannia one is doing wonders, Norman M'Phee, the rider, coming regularly to time, riding 430 miles every six days. This, taking the heavy state of the roads into account, is wonderful going. How he keeps it up is surprising. If ever a man deserved thanks that man is he.
-          Town & Country, July 6, 1872 (Empire, July 8)

Oscar the Journalist January 1872 to March 1872

1872: ( In 1872, Oscar Hughan was living in Mitchell Street and had been appointed Post Master of Bourke Post Office. He had one child, a son Oakley Ernest(‘Okie”) who had been born in 1871.)
BOURKE.
There is about twenty degrees less heat today than we ‘enjoyed' yesterday, and now it is quite hot enough for any Saxon extract. Christmas and Now Years Days are in their graves but while they were here people seemed happy, and I have no doubt they were. Picnics, horse-racing, and many other amusements were resorted to, and although it was intensely hot, no one appeared to suffer from sunstroke. I was much amused at a gentleman writing from a neighbouring village regarding the heat. He laments the torrid state of the air, and to prove the uncomfortableness of the position he says the thermometer in a nice cool place marked 115. No doubt as to the figures, but the 'nice cool place' is staggering. A. storm of rain burst upon us on Sunday, about 6 p.m., the like of which has never before been witnessed here. To describe it is impossible, it was not like rain but a huge down rush of water. The streets in a few minutes were ankle-deep, and every home in the town was more or less flooded ; the wind blowing strong from every point forced the rain through every cranny and opening until some of our places were a foot under water. It lasted about half an hour, and more than three inches of water fell during that short period. The burnt up plains will soon put on a gala dress of green.
Mr Howlett informs me that when he left Hoodsville on Sunday, the unfortunate trooper who had left Kawarra station, on the Paroo, in search of horses the previous Thursday had not been found. He was stationed at this place with constable Brett, of the Queensland border customs, and left on Thursday last as above stated to bring up the horses. Neither the man nor the horses have been since seen, and it is much feared he has perished in the terrible country. You in the city think little of seeing the account of a man being lost, but if you knew the terrible reality, could picture the mental agony of a man wandering amid the red-hot sand without shelter for foot or head until smitten mad, you would mutter ' God help the lost one.' Mr. Brett acted well towards his absent comrade, but having no horse or black trucker, he was very powerless. The man may be found, but it is almost rash to think he is alive. Some think he may have been murdered by the natives, and as two or three rank villians are abroad in that district, it may be so.
Our new paper appeared today, and it is only fair to say that the printing and getting up of the journal are beyond what anyone could have deemed possible in a place like this, and there can be little doubt that, with skilful piloting, it will reach the haven of perfect success.
Copper in immense quantities is still found at the Coba Mines.
-Town and Country Journal, January 13, 1872(also published in The Empire on the same day)

BOURKE: The Bourke Telegraph of the 3rd instant says-The black warrior, who so dexterously threw a spear into the shoulder of Mr. Salmons Cook, at Bringingabbah some time ago, was arrested by constable Percival, of Bourke. On the Cuttaburra, a few days ago, after long rides with his attendant tracker, the constable sighted the noble savage, adorned in all the grandure of the race, near Mr. Kelly's station, on the above named river. After some little generalship the spears, shield, tomahawk and butcher's knife were rendered powerless, and the dusky offender was the white man's prisoner. Unfortunately, the means of thoroughly securing him were not at the trooper's disposal; the handcuffs were too large for the wrists, and not large enough for the ankles. This fault was not the prisoner's, who was taken some 15 miles toward Bourke, where a halt took place, at a station, and the captive with handcuffs round one leg, coiled himself on the floor beside the black tracker, or at least not far from him. Leaving his charge apparently asleep, Percival left the room to fill a water-bag, and on his return after an absence of but a few minutes, the beautiful black bird had flown. Rushing forth the constable met a stockman, who informed him that his prisoner he had just seen making for the river, hot pursuit was made by three whites and as many blacks, who of course did not want to see tracks, and the would-be murderer escaped, taking with him a pair of handcuffs belonging to the Queen. It is much to be regretted this gentleman is again in the bush, but tho' next time constable Percival arrests him or one of his kindred he will be less indulgent, knowing now how difficult it is to detain one of these kings of the forest.
-          Town & Country Journal, January 13, 1872.

BOURKE. January 10th.
We fancied that the old brutalities of White Chapel and Houndsditch had been left to fester in the places of birth and nurture, and that prize fighting, so far as our district is concerned, was but a remembrance of a ruffian custom, but the law of animalism of these exhibits made itself manifest on Monday morning. A knot of the select of Bourke assembled near tho hospital to witness two boys, who for no other motive than to be thought manly and brave, and to be possessed of the £2 at stake on the ennobling affair to pummel and lacerate themselves like two half-starved wolfish dogs. I do not intend to describe the shameful scene, it will suffice to say that for twenty minutes or so each did his best to murder the other; as disgusting as possible when one of  the beardless champions cried poccavi. Had there been any irritating cause for this meeting-angry words or fancied wrong, some little palliation might be found, but for two human beings, with no excuse to act thus, is simply brutal, and those who aided and abetted are no wit better than the principals. However the police magistrate on Thursday will show the public what the law provides as reward for these elevating entertainments.
Thomas Smith, once a large landed proprietor in  Melbourne, died from natural causes, at Tattersall’s Hotel, Bourke, on Monday morning. He was takeen to God's acre as many before him have been, and without burial service was left to his long last sleep. The progress of time seems to work little good in many of our customs. Here was a amn who had lived among us for years- no one here but knew old Tom Smith- and yet when the end came he went to the narrow home as though he had died at Cooper’s Creek. No comforting words of hope in the Saviour’s death; no mention of Resurrection to follow the heaping up the grave-clods. He died and was covered out of sight, and this in a place boasting the Christianising influences of the Press.
The Cobar Copper Company have issued a progress report, showing their liabilities and assets &c. Their liabilities amount to £430, and their net profits during five working months are stated to be £1800. A call of £2 10s is made to be paid in immediately. I may be very obtuse, but I can't see if their net profits have been £1800, how they owe £430. The  calculation is doubtless made from what the proceeds of the mine at present raised will realise when brought to market. However, there is now no doubt that a wonderfully rich collection of copper ore is owned by the shareholders, which time and enterprise will prove.   
Weather again warm, with prospect of rain. All our mails are running well, and the bags are somewhat more bulky since the advent of our newspaper. I had nearly forgotten that a load of fine grapes, from Mr. James Horsfall's garden, was despatched to the Fisheries; this will speak of the enterprise of each place ; they started in the race at the same time, but , Bourke is a very long way ahead. Senior-sergeant Cleary is removed; we have lost a good man, and we give him our good wishes. Our Christmas-tide passed as usual, and it would only be common-place to record the various sources of amusements; all happily enjoyed themselves. Father Kelly has left for Dubbo.
-          Town & Country Journal, January 20, 1872 (also published in The Empire on the same day)

BOURKE.  January 17.
DEATH IN THE BUSH.-Another link added to our chain of desert deaths. John Conyingham, a bootmaker, but a short time a resident of Bourke, left last week for the Warrego River. On Friday last, the 12th instant, James Sellers, mail man to the Border, found tho poor follow three miles from the Native Dog Spring, and about fifty miles from Bourke, suffering intensely from thirst. Like a true man Sellers rode to the spring, and returned with a plentiful supply of the precious liquid, and offered to convoy the sufferer to the spring. This offer was gently declined, the poor fellow thinking himself strong enough to proceed thence on foot. The mailman left him, delivered his charge, and turned towards Bourke the following day. No traveller at the spring, no track or trace of a recent visit. Ho thought the poor follow must have perished, and wondered what human brain could hold its reason with the sun beating down-heat up to 140 degrees. His fear was well founded. Close to the spot where he had left the wanderer the day before, the shrunken, dry, and pulseless form of John Conyingham lay. On receipt of the news, A. O. Grant, Esq , with Dr. Roberts, started for the scene, attended by settlers. The remains were buried in the sand after the medical man had made a post-mortem. The verdict given in court today was that the man had died from exhaustion attending the want of water. But there can be little doubt that the brain, from want of proper covering, had likewise been smitten with palsy.
POLICE COURT.-The two principals in the late disgraceful prize-fight, with four of the lovers of the manly sport, were placed before the P.M., and Messrs. R. M. Hughes and J. Beckers, J.P., charged by constable Percival with the above named offence. Although there was evidence to show that this fight took place, the charge of fighting for money could not be clearly proved, so those estimable members of society were discharged to fight gain. Another ruffian, from Wilcannia, was lodged under the Government figtree on Monday. He was committed by the Wilcannia bench for robbery and assault, of a most dastardly nature, committed on the Barrier Ranges on the person of a weak old man on whom the rascal had been living.
I am glad to say that the Darling is rising rapidly, also the Paroo and Warrego, these two latter rivers must be up to some extent, as the mail is a long time late.
The weather is blisteringly hot, and the promised rain, like many other of our promised blessings, has faded away.
The Rev. R. Johnson is again at Bourke, and it is to be desired that his labours will show an abundant harvest. The Rev. James Kelly has left the district, but not before he proved himself by works a faithful doer of the Master's commands in all cases of need ; his hand was ever ready to lead the needy to comfort : it is to the country's loss that there are not more like him.
I forgot to mention that had the perished man known the position of a Government tank, situated about a quarter of a mile from the direct road to the Warrego, he, in all like likelihood, would now be alive. Mr. Grant, P.M., has promised that a board, indicating the presence of water, shall be put near the place. This is wise.
-          Town & Country Journal, January 27, 1872.(also The Empire, same date)

BOURKE.   January 31.
A DEADLY FIGHT.-On the 25th instant an inquest was hold by the coroner, Alexander O. Grant, Esq., with a jury of five, touching the death of the aboriginal Peter, who had come  to his end in a desperate struggle with constable Henry Percival, of the Bourke Police. It will be remembered by your readers that the dead warrior is the same person who escaped from Percival some time ago on the Cuttabuna, and was even among his own people a hunted fugitive. Even prior to his attempting the life of Charles Stewart, his general retreat was among a cluster of stony ridges lying between the Paroo and Cuttabuna, and having his countrymen in absolute terror they supplied him with food and tobacco. The vigilance of the squatters to prevent this was useless, for on slightest chance given to one of the station hands he was off to this Rob Roy of Australia. A friend of mine, Mr. W. Howlett, a short time ago chanced to ride upon his retreat, and to his astonishment saw one of the Messrs. Hood and Torrance blacks mounted, the horse evidently having been very hardly ridden. Being so far from the station, Mr Howlett mentioned this to the owners and was told he had ridden miles and miles out of his course, evidently with aid and intelligence for the hunted Peter. This will give you some idea of the desperate character of the man. Percival set out alone to effect his capture- of the particulars of his taking him I know nothing ; he was taken, and chained by the left leg to the saddle on which he was mounted: this was a mistake-a more thorough mode of security should have been resorted to. Starting for a distance of about one hundred miles, through an utter solitude, no station-house or habitation being on the road, the prisoner was brought within three miles of West Bourke and six from the gaol in safety, when the constable on oath, stated that he threw the chain, which by some means the wily savage had detached from the saddle, across his left arm, and then the struggle began. Percival and the black came to the ground, the white man holding to the chain with much difficulty. The wild beast was thrown, and his chief aim now was to entangle the chain round the captors legs; to prevent this Percival kicked him in the stomach, the black pronounced a yell of fiendish rage, and with a leap he seized the white man's leg, and the fight went on ; another kick and he was shaken off, and the officer dragged him by the chain towards the horses and bade him mount. ' Baal, you b- wretch,' was the reply. He was then dragged to a small tree, and a third kick in the face seemed to quiet him. By a little kind talk he was soon induced to let go his grasp of the chain, which was at once made fast round the tree by means of a second handcuff.   Exhausted, the constable walked from him fifteen or twenty yards, and saw him grasp a stick, and thinking he might yet escape he too seized a heavy piece of wood and advanced to the attack. At his approach the black showed again his savage spirit. Putting himself into fighting attitude, the fight recommenced, blow was returned for blow, and the weapon was knocked out of the prisoner's hand. Unarmed he commenced tearing branches from the tree to which he was bound. The constable advanced and dealt the animal a fearful blow full on the forehead. Another blow, and he fell. Rushing for his pistol which was with the horse, a bullet ended the career of as great a rascal as ever disturbed the back settlements. There has been much said relative to the constable shooting after the body appeared dead. In every likelihood had he known the helplessness of his foe the shot would have remained in the chamber of his revolver ; but he knew the scheming cunning of the man who lay before him. He had had a life and death struggle with a formidable murderer, who had baffled him before-his blood was heated and he was determined to make it certain. I consider much praise is due to Percival. Alone he sought the wolf in his den, alone he fought him to the death, and the verdict given by the jury  'Justifiable Homicide,' after the evidence had been carefully received by the coroner, was the only one sensible men could have given. The capture and escape of this man in the first place, his recapture, attempted escape, and fearful death will do much to show his people (and there are more as bad almost as himself) how sure and sleepless is the whiteman's wrath.
At the Police court, Monday, a man after passing the cool night in confinement, was fined one shilling for laying his fevered body in the river. There is little doubt that decency in a community is a comely thing, but before a man is punished for an offence he should be made aware how and where an offence is committed. The delinquent was not a towns man and doubtless thought that a plunge in tho Darling was much the same as a leap in the Cuttabuna or Paroo. Notices should be set up for the guidance of strangers, for it is very evident this man will have a distorted idea of our notions of cleanliness.
The weather may be summed up with the words New Orleans and India, not that the mercury has risen as high as the previous years, but the rank vegetation makes life with the damp steamy heat just unbearable. A gentleman entered my office on Monday about 6 p.m. with the exulting words ' How cool." ' Cool,' said I, thrusting a thermometer under his nose, 'Read- 105”' He muttered, and slippcd into a chair, a bundle of wet clothes. You may think our suffering of no account you who have cool drinks, light wine, fruit, and lofty substantial dwellings, but I can say that we who have not one of these comforts-if I except a very few of us-are sufferers to a great extent. The mind and body alike become enervated -you stagger under weakness, and to put a little life into you what is there to take? Nothing but strong waters, which at once upsets the little brain-power left. It’s a wonder that every poor man on the river who can get at spirits is not more or less drunk. The brutes, too, suffer. No less than four valuable horses have been literally struck dead with the smiting heat.
 Two very sudden deaths have occurred in the neighbourhood. One at Fort Bourke station and another lower down the river.
The Warrego, Cuttabuna, and Paroo are all in flood. This river is rising rapidly.
1000 head of cattle from Bowen Downs (F. Meynall in charge), are approaching Bourke down the Warrego.
-          Town & Country Journal, February 10, 1872.

BOURKE  (FROM OUR CORRESPONDENT.)
February 7.
At last we have weather suited to human beings. Rain has fallen plentifully, feed is superabundant, the river is reaching its topmost banks, and all we fear is sickness which has already appeared. It is of a character similar to that which some years ago such a season was very prevalent, and attributed to the moistness of the atmosphere. The sufferer complains of sickness, and is in fact subject to continual vomiting.
Three steamers, the Princess Royal, the Ariel, and Jupiter have been at Bourke; the latter has passed down with wool, the Ariel gone upwards, while the Jupiter remains.
On Saturday we had a very severe thunderstorm, the lightning striking the flagstaff, at the end of Ross and Co.'s stores, to atoms ; at the same time a lad named Bailey was smitten to the ground, but escaped injury. He says the feeling he experienced was as if a cart load of stones had been shot upon him.
On Sunday night the Aurora Australis appeared in surprising brilliancy, lasting until day dawn. The whole firmament, from east to west, was aglow with rosy light, sparkling and flashing alternately, with light green and orange. Its appearance was first noted about 1 a.m., so that but a few persons witnessed tho glorious scene.
The race horses Alambra and Canobie arrived last night. Mr. H. Collins has in training a near relative to Pearl. He will go for the Maiden Plate, and by his form lhe promises to turn out a good horse. There is a letter in the Telegraph touching on these races of ours, which goes very strongly against all concerned in the race programme. We have plenty of money-nearly £400-but it is parcelled out in such a manner that some of the prizes are grossly fat and others thin to dissolution. The writer objects to the handicapping being left to one man, and he is a comparative stranger. This, I think, a cause of complaint.
Yesterday the family of the Rev. W. W. Tarleton was thrown into alarm on discovering their little boy, a child some fourteen months old, between the hind legs of a horse which was tied up in front of the parsonage. The little urchin had crawled from the verandah unseen, and when discovered was endeavouring to climb the horse's hind leg, the noble bruto appearing to enjoy the infant's frolic. Mr. Tarleton, at the sight of his child's danger-for the horse is none of your Mayne Reid quadrupeds-seemed powerless to act, fearing that any movement on his part would cause the animal to kick ; but the mother, with a mother's resources, halted not a moment. Speaking softly, she approached the horse, patted his nose, neck, and sides till she snatched her darling from his perilous sport.
The Jupiter has brought up specimens of copper from the Wilcannia mine, and if it is a fair sample it is richer than any I have seen. Tenders are out for sinking tanks between Cobar and Bourke. Shares are not to be had at the price offered - viz., £100 each.
A friend of mine the other morning, having to rise at dawn, threw off his blankets, put on his boots, and was about putting on his belt, when he found that he had lifted from the ground a very nice little brown snake, which had coiled itself upon one end of his bedding. The snake was dropped and killed. This little incident caused my friend to reflect and think of his escape, and in putting up his swag he saw among the cut grass on which he had slept the dead body of another snake ; and he accounts for its presence in this wise. Some week prior he had cut and made this bed of grass, leaving it in the morning undisturbed. On his second visit, he reached the place at dark, and without kindling a fire, threw himself down upon the grass, and so crushed the reptile, which had taken possession. The other was probably its mate. He says he shall shake up his couch in future.
We have had another commitment for robbery. Two cases in the small debts court were disposed on Monday. The Warrego is within fifty miles of the Darling.- February 17, 1872.
BOURKE.  February 14.
On Sunday last the remains of Mr. John Hyam were followed to the grave by the larpent and most sympathetic crowd that ever before went to the last rest of the people of Bourke. For some time the deceased had been ailing but no person believed that death was so near. He was walking about a day or two before his departure, full of genial talk and kindly action, and when it was spoken of-'John Hyam is no more’- the listener for a time doubted the possibility
of the mournful fact. The deceased gentleman was a Mason, and the few of that order in Bourke rallied round their stricken brother and when he was laid away in the silence of the grave, the ceremonies and Words used on these occasions were officiated by Mr. R. M. Hughes, in a most impressive manner ; the beautiful language of the service falling heavily on each listening ear. It is customary, and it is right that our dead receive forgiveness, for little faults which may have clung to them in the flesh, and that a respectful sorrowful demeanour be shown by the sorrowers : but in this sad case there was nothing to look back upon but honest manly performances, coupled with the most beautiful family affection. It was truly said and resaid. “A happy family is broken up”.  Mr. Hyam has been in Bourke but a few months, and might be looked upon almost in the light of a stranger, but it will be many a long day ere his domestic virtues are forgotten.
A sudden death occurred at Beemy yesterday. William Percy Cook, at this station, complained of being unwell and was prescribed for by a gentleman on the spot. The deceased lay down and nothing serious was supposed the matter. Shortly afterwards he was found on the floor, on or near a mosquito fire, dead. The P.M., A.O Grant, Esq , on receipt of report, started in his official capacity.
Per advertisement in our local paper, Ross and Co. offer the best flour, from Adelaide market, at £17 per ton ; sugar, £37 10s ; salt £10 ; teas, from £6 10s per chest. This is what no consumer can grumble at and were it not for the log and chain obstacle of Border duty. Bourke would be sought by the Queensland squatter, and we should do tho trade which our enterprise and position claim. How long are we and others to stagger under loads placed upon our shoulders by the blundering or rank ignorance of the men sent to lighten and make easy our commercial and social relations. Believe me, in the coming election men, if they are not utter fools, will think, ere they use the power given them. The last straw brings down the camel, and a patient toiling drudge of a camel we have been, kneeling and rising at the driver's bidding. But to a great extent that is over, for if sensible men can see no eligible man on whom to cast a vote, the vote will be hung up as a used and useless garment; but I have left the subject of cheap floor before expressing a hope that we shall now have 2 lbs of not the finest quality of bread handed us something under sixpence. Every man and woman, too, has a just right to receive a liberal reward for his or her labour or capital; but there is such a thing as an over-reaching, a thirsting, a greed for more than is theirs by justice, and the fable of the dog losing the substance for the shadow is very apt to be repeated. They are holding a meeting connected with the Public School, but I have been at so many of them, heard such rosy-tinted speeches read, so many promises on this subject, that it has become to me like hot embers to a scorched child. That we have no school is a disgrace to the people of Bourke.
Coming down the Warrego is a herd of 1800 mixed cattle belonging to the Bowen Downs Co., Mr. J. L Rankin is in charge. Behind them belonging to the same firm, is another mob in charge of Mr. T. Meynell ; these, I believe, will pass to Cannonbar, where they have found a buyer.
Of the weather I can only say that it isn't fit for a snake to live in; heat, mosquitoes, sand files and fleas, make up a very diverting sort of an existence. The river is very slowly falling, and we expect steamers up daily. The shares in the Cobar Copper Mine still hold up, and people refuse £100 for singles. As for grass, not herbs, our real delicious grass no one has ever seen so much. The plains are more like wheat fields than anything else The race horses are still coming. Sportsman, an honest steeplechaser, belonging to Mr. A. F Sullivan, is here doing good work.
-          Town & Country Journal, February 24, 1872 (also Empire)

BOURKE.
DREADFUL SUFFERING.-Mr. F H. Elworthy, in the employ of Mr. Russel, Serpentine, has given me the following account of hardship suffered by himself on his journey from Euston to Bourke. Mr. Elworthy is well-known, and the facts are vouched true by the men in his employ. On the 19th of January last he was camped at Fletcher’s Lake, and among his horses were two unbroken colts. These, with the other horses, were turned out on the evening of the 19th, and at peep of day Elworthy was out among them, and found the two colts had left. Catching a horse he at once set out to bring them into camp, and thinking without doubt that he should overtake them in short time, he and his horse started without even taking a drink. The tracks taken up west east-north-east, straight into the horrible mallee. On he went at times threading a tortuous passage through porcupine grass, and matted interlaced scrub; at other times ploughing his way through the blistering sand. The sun rose fiercely, smiting like red hot swords at all it fell upon. Mile after mile was passed, the trail was fresh, and with that ever green hope which takes possession of a man on the track of lost stock, the horse and rider, though actually suffering, still pushed on. The sun passed the meridian: thirst was full upon man and horse; but the trail was fresher, and the lost horses might show in any moment. More heavy sand, more sharp-pointed grass, more impenetrable scrub, and the afternoon shadows were getting longer and longer, and the demon thirst had possession of the scene. Thoughts of return began painfully to force themselves upon the rider, but he still pushed on, and at half past four the drooping ears of his faithful companion showed that the trail was at an end. The lost horses fifty miles from camp were wheeled towards the lake; for some time things went well but the fearful heat, heavy sand, and absence of water now began to tell; the spur struck the panting flank in vain, and sticks were useless, the colts were no more thought of. It was now half-past 10 p.m., brought to  a stand the rider dismounted and the horse lay down, refusing to stir ; securing him, Elworthy made up his mind to wait the coming dawn, dreading but praying its appearance. In his hurry he had omitted to take matches, pipe and tobacco, so he must patiently wait and suffer, for his tongue had already began to give pain. Up with the first streak of light, he was in saddle, and as it was a cloudy morning he give the horse his head, thinking he would instinctively take him to camp, but after some travelling he was brought back to the place from whence they started. He tried again with the same result, and then he made up his mind to a southerly course, marked the course of the wind and pushed on; towards noon his voice failed him; this he found out when endeavouring to cheer his companion, by a kind word, the word refused to come, save in a hollow hissing sort of sound. The tongue, throat and lips were now fearfully swollen, and the horse's mouth and lips were dry and rough as a shark’s tongue. Each half hour made the case more dreadful, and with a gold pin the vein of the left arm was opened, (he had no knife) his blood flowed freely, and the failing man eagerly sought to drink the fading stream but it turned congealed within the mouth and he spat it out in thick black clots. The position now was despair, he dismounted and rolled himself in the sand, threw away his shirt and hat, and doubtless was in a state of partial insanity. The horse lay down, and when reason returned the wounded arm had swollen to a vast size, for the strap which had been bound above the elbow had not been removed. This was now done, the discarded clothes collected, the horse beaten to his legs, and the journey again commenced. Weaker and weaker the noble brute became, but there was no way to get him on out of the saddle. He would neither be led nor driven. The sun went down for the second time and still the boundless scrub was all around. The stars came out in mockery of the man's misery, but he went bravely on, and at half-past ten p.m. the fresh breeze from the river put life into the staggering brute. The pace was changed from a reeling walk to a rolling trot, and from that to a staggering canter, till with a plunge he sank into the depths of the river. Mr. Elworthy knew the place was ten miles above the cliff (M'Farlane's). At first he was dreadfully ill, but recovered, and he says that during the whole of that night, the horse never left the river but lay in the shallow water till daylight.
DRAMATIC -The Bourke dramatic company gave an entertainment on Friday night for the Hospital benefit, and for so young a troupe did amazingly well. The parts in their various phases were well played, especially that portrayed by Mr. H. M'Kearney. In this gentleman's acting there was a very great amount of nature. He represented old De Windsor in 'Retained for the Defence,' and had he put a little more age into his voice he would have been very cxcellent indeed. I know it is not gracious to criticise amateurs, but when a lady or gentleman shows merit, 1 am certain they do not feel annoyed by kindly advice. The scenery was painted well by Mr. Perkins, who also, with Mr. W. Campbell, made the orchestra, and worse music is often heard nearer Sydney. The attendence was very good, and the hospital must have received a gift of about £12. A large building of Mr. Reeker's was given for the occasion I hope this will not be the last affair of the kind ; we have plenty talent for this sort of thing, and our lives are none of the merriest.
A DEAD BODY.-The body of a white man was seen floating past a shepherd's hut some day last week by the wife and children of Mr. McClosky, who live on the Hogan. The  corpse was dressed in a sort of blue blouse. No man was near, and the unfortunate wreck passed on. A few days afterwards a blackboy of Mr. Russel Barton, living lower down on the same river, brought in word that the body of a Chinaman was lodged in the creek a little above the station. Hands were dipatched to the spot, and the story was found correct; but as it was dark nothing could be done. Mr. Barton communicated with the poilce, and the P.M., with Dr Roberts and senior-sergeant Cleary went out, thinking foul work had been done upon a missing Chinaman. On searching the place where the body had been seen, nothing was found : but us the Chinaman has reappeared, we may safely surmise that the body seen was the same as floated by McClucky's hut. When seen by the people at Barton's it was lodged on an almost perpendicular bank, and as the water left it some force, perhaps its own gravity, caused it to slide into the current down the steep bank to be heard of again lower down the river. The poor drowned hands grasped a bridle, and probably in looking for his horse the man perished.
POLICE COURT.-Nothing of any moment has rustled its serenity this last week. Your Punch, with a seeming righteous imagination, lashes constable Henry Percival in the matter of Black Peter's death. Now it is very easy for one in the cool safety of a city office to fan himself  into virtuous fury and expatiate on the white man's superiority, cruelty and aggression ; but were the same person in the wilderness with a few such amiable fellows as Peter on his trail, he would infinitely prefer a revolver to a sermon on humanity. That the killed man was a most determined outlaw we all know, his hands were more than once reddened with whiteman's blood ; the tribe to which he belonged had closed their gunyahs against him, and his life was forfeited to the law ; the law, by one of its officers, took that life, and if the manner of the taking cannot be recognised by all as correct, let the questioner place himself in the constable's position and tell us how he would have acted. Percival may have been rash, but a man defending his life is not generally as cool as one writing an article for a paper. That his evidence in regard to the affair was honest, I believe, for being alone he could have hidden altogether the shooting after the blackfellow was apparently dead : he does not do this, but states exactly how the foolish act was done. That Peter deserved a violent death years ago all here know, and if he has received it in a manner not strictly orthodox it was an error committed in the heat of strife, and should be looked upon as such.
POLITICAL -When it was known, vide Dubbo Dispatch, that Mr. H. G. Salmon was a candidate for the Bogan electorate, a feeling of thankfulness was expressed by all parties. Here there is not another man, save one-young Mr. Cowper, who would be so warmly supported here.
1400 store cattle, from the north are within thirteen miles of Bourke, they are in charge of J L Rankin, and look splendid. Warpaula, on the lrara, will receive sheep in a day or two, Mr, C. Guinness has gone to take delivery. This station is about seventy miles from here, and the country is foot deep in grass.
-          Town & Country Journal, March 2, 1872 (and Empire)

BOURKE. February 28.
The result of the election in your city has made itself known even here, the same process acting towards resistance as was felt by your electors, the cry which has gone throughout the country against the policy of the late Government in nearly all their actions, but more particularly as relates the collection of the Border duties has been heard in Bourke, and a re- echo of the universal feeling towards Ministers is heard east and west. At a meeting held last Wednesday there was not a single person among the large audience bold enough to support Mr. Lord, while every man pledged himself to the cause of Mr. Salmon. We pay a very large annual sum into the general coffers, but we are treated as though we were in that Tartarian Swamp spoken of some time since by Mr. Robertson. I say that HenryG Salmon will be victorious here, but how men's minds will be guided in other places time must show. ,
Constable Percival, under the escort of senior-sergeant Cleary, left Bourke on Sunday for trial at Bathurst.
There was a. slight sprinkling of rain on Saturday but nothing of account
Mr. Wood has started to inspect the Government tanks on the road to the Warrego. He will find them unworthy their parentage.
-          Town & Country Journal, March 9, 1872 ( The Empire, March 11)

SHOOTING A BLACK PRISONER,-A few weeks ago, says a correspondent at Bourke, I mentioned the fact that police constable Percival shot a black prisoner, whom he was bringing into Bourke. As your readers are aware, a coroner's jury brought in a verdict of justifiable homicide. On Thursday last Percival was arraigned on the Attorney-General's warrant, and after a hearing, which lasted upwards of two hours, he was committed to Bathurst on a charge of murder. Bail was offered up to £1000, but of course the magistrates could not accept it in a case of murder. I refrain from sending you any particulars of the evidence at present. This I can confidently assert, that every inhabitant of this district sympathises with Percival, as a great number of them know the desperate character he had to deal with, and openly assert that he has not exceeded his duty.
-March 9, 1872.

BOURKE. March 6.
If ever a community feels itself cheap it was on the arrival of the Dubbo mail with the news that Mr. Salmon had turned down stream. I don't, of course, know the reason of this. Mr.  Salmon's letter states that want of support caused him to withdraw : but even had he found his friends at Dubbo luke-warm, they were red hot at Bourke, and we think that out of common courtesy he should have gone to the poll.
I am sorry that a fatal accident occurred at Jandra the other day. A person named J. T. Clarke, engaged droving cattle down the river, was thrown from his horse with such violence that he, after rallying sufficiently to relate the circumstance to his mates in camp, relapsed into a state of utter silence, and died in the hospital on Wednesday last. Thus another stranger has joined 'the innumerable caravan that moves to the pale realms of shade.' Another fatal affair occurred a day or two ago at one of the tanks being sunk on the Cobar Copper Mine Road. A powerful man, named Pat O'Grady, was engaged undermining earth when a huge mass fell upon him and crushed him to death. Truly death has reaped a plentiful harvest here of late. Another man, a mate of the last named deceased, R. M'Donald, left the camp for water, was lost, and suffered the awful pangs of thirst till the lips and tongue were parched almost to strangulation. Another hour and two graves would have been dug in the wilderness.
I think I may say without fear that a Public School for Bourke will be gazetted in less than a month from the date of this paper. The Jolly Miller, with her jolly Captain Johnson, has been here. She left us a few luxuries in the shape of potatoes. Your city readers will laugh at this, but the simple earth-smelling tubers are delicacies we run after in Bourke.
The weather is delightfully fine. Mails running well.
-          Town & Country Journal, March 16, 1872 ( Empire, March 18)

BOURKE.  March 7.
The Providence steamer, Captain G. Johnson, has just arrived from Wentworth; the Wentworth came yesterday, each bringing general cargoes. Mr. Lord was returned here by a majority of three on Monday; his opponent at Gungolgan reversed this by polling twenty to two. The Jolly Miller has taken down a load of copper ore from Louth; the affairs of the company are most cheering, another forty acres have been taken up in the vicinity of the first mine, and most favourable reports are heard therefrom.
At Jandra Mr. Guinness will shear about 17,000 sheep in a week from now. Mr. Wall, the well-known scourer, prepares the wool for market. The plant went down last week. This last shed will make the number of fleeces scoured by this gentleman over 200,000 this season. A bonded store is to be established here, but I am afraid our trade with the north and west has received a fatal blow.
On the Warrego are 15.000 sheep, moving toward Beemery, the property of R. Towns &Co. The Brothers Williams are mustering fat beef at Coongoola.
-          Town & Country, March 23, 1872.( Empire, March 26)

BOURKE. March 27.
There is very little to chronicle from this place today, the steamers have ceased running, and it may be long ere we are favoured with their presence again. The weather is delicious, the pasturage though dry plentiful, and the brute and his master seem contented. Racing matters are making the place a little less sepulchral than usual, and we predict good running. A little spin between old Paddy Two Sticks, and a horse of Mr. Ferry's named Pilot, took place over our old course on Monday, but Paddy found a too hot opponent. Our steeplechase, with its eighteen four-feet leaps, will be anything but a parlour affair, and if there is no accident to record, the gods will be more merciful than men are wise.
The knighting of Mr. Charles Cowper is hailed as a mark of honour deservedly won, for none can question the fact, that 'Sir' has been tacked to many less wontly names.
Cobb and Co. have bought the Dubbo mail contractor off the roads, and we may expect ere long to hear the sharp crack of a Yankee driver behind a Yankee team. Mr. Payne the late contractor has done his work faithfully, and to the satisfaction of all.
There is nothing of moment to report from Cobar; but be not surprised to hear of other valuable discoveries. You will see by Messrs. Harrison, Jones, and Devlins' report relative to the sale of Barton and Topham's Maxalto wool that the cry of people about the impossibility of the Darling growing payable wool is as unreasonable as the existence of the bunyip. This year's clip averages 4s,4d per sheep, against 3s 1d of last crop. Surely this will silence every voice hitherto raised against the quantity and quality of our wool, when prior treatment is bestowed upon its culture. That it won't grow Iike the Bathurst burr, we admit; but that splendid harvests are to be shorn, we know by the above realized fact. In speaking of the Bathurst burr, I am sorry that our neighbourhood is likely to be burdened by its nuisance. Mr. Guinness's people at Jandra have entered the field against its living, but unless others follow their example, their work will be fruitless of good. In our very streets the hardy vagabond is taking permanent root, and unless it be burned root and stem, the Jandra destroyers may put up their weapons. It is a matter the magistrate, I think, should move in its destruction, giving all the gaol labour toward that end.
Meynall's cattle passed the other day for Melbourne. Guinness's 17,000 sheep, for shearing at Jandra, went by on Sunday in charge of Mr. Zouch. After shearing, they go to Warpanla, on the Irira.
-          Town & Country Journal, April 6, 1872.(Empire April 8)