a ship my little stock of gold dust gave out. I became destitute first - then desperate. Unluckily for me, the beginning of ‘53 was the hey-day of Captain MelviHe, the notorious bushranger. He was a young fellow of my own age. I determined to imitate his exploits. I could make nothing out there from an honest life; rather than starve I would lead a dishonest one. I had been born with lawless tendencies; from smuggling to bushranging was an easy transition,
a ship my little stock of gold dust gave out. I became destitute first - then desperate. Unluckily for me, the beginning of ‘53 was the hey-day of Captain MelviHe, the notorious bushranger. He was a young fellow of my own age. I determined to imitate his exploits. I could make nothing out there from an honest life; rather than starve I would lead a dishonest one. I had been born with lawless tendencies; from smuggling to bushranging was an easy transition,
