siccapence

Updated: May 12, 2025

He could do that first-rate, and talk their lingo, too, just like one of themselves. Gin or blackfellow, it was all the same to Warrigal. He could make himself as black as soot, and go barefooted with a blanket or a 'possum rug round him and beg for siccapence, and nobody'd ever bowl him out.

Rolf Boldrewood - Robbery under Arms; a story of life and adventure in the bush and in the Australian goldfields