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Updated: May 12, 2025
We'd brought a mob of cattle down for a squatter the other side of Mulgatown. We camped about seven miles the other side of the town, waitin' for the station hands to come and take charge of the stock, while the boss rode on into town to draw our money. Some of us was goin' back, though in the end we all went into Mulgatown and had a boose up with the boss.
We had another spree at another place, and by the time we got near New South Wales we were pretty well stumped. 'Just the other side of Mulgatown, near the border, we came on a big mob of cattle in a paddock, and a party of drovers camped on the creek.
Poisonous come out with a grin on him like a parson with a broken nose. "Good day, boys!" he says. "Good day, Poisonous," we says. "It's hot," he says. "It's blanky hot," I says. 'He seemed to expect us to get down. "Where are you off to?" he says. "Mulgatown," I says. "It will be cooler there," and we sung out, "So-long, Poisonous!" and rode on.
"I say," said Jim, when we'd strapped the swags to the saddles, "suppose we take the beer back to those chaps: it's meant for them, and it's only a fair thing, anyway we've got as much as we can hold till we get into Mulgatown." "It might get them into a row," I said, "and they seem decent chaps.
I began to feel pretty miserable, and to think back into the past: I just heard Andy droning away by my side. 'So we fixed him up comfortable in the waggonette with the blankets and coats and things, Andy was saying, 'and the squatter started into Mulgatown.... It was about thirty miles, Jack, wasn't it? he asked, turning suddenly to me.
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