I've seen a good many cool hands in my time, but I never met any one like him.

I had given notice to one of the Melbourne police as he came aboard, and he arrested the half-caste, known as Warrigal.

I produced a warrant, the one now before the court, which is signed by a magistrate of the territory of New South Wales.' The witnessing part was all over.

It took the best part of the day, and there we were all the time standing up in the dock, with the court crammed with people staring at us.

I don't say that it felt as bad as it might have done nigh home.