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| ROBBERY UNDER ARMS |
| [...]and health, have been tried for bush-ranging — robbery under arms they call it — and though the blood runs[...] |
| [...]s robins — a man with his wife and children all under a sheet of bark, nothing on their backs, a[...] |
| [...]— I was going to say — but that poor Jim lies under a forest oak on a sandhill, and I — well[...] |
| [...]y was hanged afterwards for bush-ranging and gold robbery, and he had more than one man's blood to answer f[...]do, and scorned to look pious and keep two faces under one hood. By degrees we all grew older, b[...] |
| [...]n the water like a drowning kitten, with her face under. Another minute or two would have finished her, b[...]Gracey out of water;’ and then she'd throw her arms round my neck and kiss me, and walk off to[...] |
| [...]o our horses, and brought the saddles and bridles under the verandah. ‘I'm glad you're come home for o[...]ssing her as he lifted her up in his great strong arms. ‘I must go in and have a gossip with the old w[...]sit down on the stretcher, and let mother put her arms round his neck and hug him and cry over hi[...] |
| [...]fore dark. One of you can go to that gunyah, just under the range where that big white rock is, an[...] |
| [...]ver shall see again. Never see the river rippling under the big drooping trees, or the cattle comi[...] |
| [...]ound and strapped in front of the saddle, and his arms round the horse's neck. He was as pale as[...] |
| [...]oving, you naughty boy,’ says she, throwing her arms about my neck; ‘but why will you break our hear[...]d was on Jim's shoulder, and by and by he put his arms round her neck. I went off to bed, I remem[...] |
| [...]Frowser, that's always spouting at the Shearers' Arms.’ ‘Nonsense or not, if a dry season c[...] |
| [...]r picture on a good horse. And he had a good one under him to-day; a big, brown, resolute, well-[...] |
| [...]or knocked against a rock, or tired out and drawn under by the surf. No, if he's a man he'll jump[...] |
| [...]are all pretty right as long as they're well kept under and starved a bit at odd times. But give t[...] |
| [...]and I don't believe anything could have held her under a hide rope with a turn round a stockyard[...] |
| [...]id he'd give him a billet on the run — make him under overseer; after a bit buy a farm for him a[...] |
| [...]on as fast asleep as if he never intended to wake under a week. ‘What shall we do, Jim?’ I sa[...] |
| [...]cked out a purpose; white legs, white knee, short under lip, everything quite regular. We even fed[...] |
| [...]s right. We could afford to sell them for a shade under market price for cash. Ready money, of cou[...] |
| [...]h do you think we had to divide? Why, not a penny under four thousand pounds. It had to be divided[...] |
| [...]; even the fruit and flowers and oysters and fish under the gas-lights seemed strange and wonderfu[...] |
| [...]pocket, with this in big letters: ‘Great Cattle Robbery. — A thousand head of Mr. Hood's cattle[...] |
| [...]ouldn't wash the tan off our skins; faces, necks, arms, all showed pretty well that we'd come fro[...] |
| [...]ig steamer would be coming in, churning the water under her paddles and tearing up the bay like a[...] |
| [...]ld Jim! until she said she'd go and live with him under a salt-bush if he'd come back and marry he[...] |
| [...]ushed over to him; the next minute she was in his arms, sobbing as if her heart would break. I c[...] |
| [...]s that hot, too, it was just as pleasant sleeping under a tree as anywhere else. So we didn't show[...] |
| [...]m with her. Even father used to sit in the front, under the quinces, and smoke his pipe, with old[...] |
| [...]chap's brains don't grow along with his legs and arms.’ We didn't ride home till quite the ev[...] |
| [...]n in this journal, some months since, of a cattle robbery on the largest scale, when upwards of a th[...] |
| [...]bial principle we might hope for the best results under Mr. Starlight's intelligent supervision. W[...] |
| [...]ke a gate- post. I was helped up and my legs tied under his belly. Then one of the men took the br[...] |
| [...]tions were between the two. They were both in the robbery; he could see that.’ “How could you see that[...]grounds for connecting prisoner Marston with the robbery |
| [...]ught of the days, months, years that were to pass under lock and key, with irons and shame and sol[...] |
| [...]d the other prisoner in the great Momberah cattle robbery were to be brought in this particular day. There[...]darker than the others, and with her hair tucked under an old bonnet, wrapped her ‘possum cloak[...] |
| [...]we saw one another, and it would jump away almost under the horse's neck, taking two or three awful long[...]as free of the forest again, and had a good horse under me; so I laughed at the bird and rode on. |
| [...]f he'd lots to spare, and hadn't had twelve hours under saddle; best part without a halt or a bait. I've[...]ere coming, and ran out to meet us. She threw her arms round me, and kissed and cried over me for[...] |
| [...]lot grayer than it used to be. She held out her arms and clung round my neck as if I'd been rai[...] |
| [...]dad, and I've heard the old man say he must knock under to him. But don't you bother your head abo[...] |
| [...]d I didn't get it while I was eating my heart out under the stifling low roof of the cell at Nomah[...] |
| [...]last we came to a little round green flat, right under the rock walls which rose up a couple of t[...] |
| [...]valuables. It wasn't the habit of people to carry arms, and if they did, there isn't one in ten t[...] |
| [...]lasted. He lived here many years, and was buried under a big peach tree that he had planted himse[...] |
| [...]e lot of us had quite as much as we could stagger under. I don't say we regularly went in for drin[...] |
| [...]lled the mail bags through the fence and put them under a tree. Then Starlight went to the coach w[...] |
| [...]m the next stage, and you will find the mail bags under that tree. They shall not be injured more than ca[...]all accounts. We left all the mail bags in a heap under the tree, as Starlight had told the driver[...] |
| [...]tried our horses well, for, mind you, they'd been under saddle best part of twenty-four hours when[...] |
| [...]much like they are here. They'll wink at a little robbery, or take a hand |
| [...]lesale business — eh, Dick? We leave the retail robbery to meaner villains.’ We had the horses[...] |
| to be had under the circumstances. Barnes came out with so[...] |
| [...]an ounce they said it was all worth, or a trifle under. It licked me to think it had been hid awa[...] |
| [...]ld with every shanty being licensed and its being under a man's nose all day long; but if he has t[...] |
| [...]he first people was huddled away in the graveyard under the sand ridges. Many an old shepherd had hobbled[...]s I; ‘but there's a man sick at the Sportsman's Arms. He's down with the typhus fever or someth[...] |
| We tied him and the young fellow fast, legs and arms, and laid them down on the floor while we went th[...]or eight thousand pounds' worth of gold and cash under the driving seat. That, I often think, was[...] |
| [...]in the country, you may depend the Ballabri bank robbery made ten times as much. Every little newspaper an[...]of the colony to the other, were full of it. The robbery of a bank in broad daylight, almost in the[...] |
| [...]you may bet, roughs and rascals from every place under the sun. Besides, we wanted to see for our[...] |
| [...]rums. Of course we went over to the Prospectors' Arms that night, as the new hotel was called, and foun[...]pick up that sort of learning. The Prospectors' Arms became quite the go, and all the swell min[...] |
| [...]ly, and no one could have thought we'd ever slept under one tree together, or seen the things we h[...] |
| [...]. I suppose there was every kind of man and miner under the sun. Not many women, but what there wa[...] |
| [...]lse. But to see the big room at the Prospectors' Arms at night — the hall, they called it —[...] |
| [...]im and Jeanie, Gracey and I — and when dad went under, mother and Aileen could come out to us; a[...] |
| [...]rekeepers, from the mixed mob at the Prospectors' Arms, in the big room at night, and generally a[...] |
| [...]says. ‘We're not goin' to kneel down or knuckle under to him, but he don't look like any one els[...] |
| [...]her it was a big nugget, or a new reef, or a tent robbery, a gold-buyer stuck up and robbed in the Ironbark[...]d about then? Talk of money, it was like the dirt under your feet — in one way, certainly — as[...] |
| [...]nd I mostly used to stroll up to the Prospectors' Arms. We'd got used to sitting at the little ta[...] |
| [...]she would not hear of living at the Prospectors' Arms with her sister. ‘I know where that sort of th[...]on. I didn't dare stay away from the Prospectors' Arms, for fear she'd think I wanted to break wi[...] |
| Mullockson, at the Prospectors' Arms, the night before we started. I thought fo[...] |
| [...]the pair of us slap over again. She'd thrown her arms round my neck and was sobbing on my should[...] |
| [...]furniture and so on. There was very little small robbery there; it was not worth while. All petty s[...] |
| [...]llets through me, I'll go back and hold her in my arms once more before I'm hunted off and throug[...] |
| [...]n, always steep-banked, rocky in places, ran here under an awful high bluff of slate rock. The rushing wa[...]way the rock a good deal, and left ledges or bars under which a deal of gold had been found. Easy[...] |
| [...]wrong and wicked and sinful. You'll have to knock under and give us young uns a chance.’ Here t[...] |
| [...]and I wanted the poncho to keep the Ballard rifle under. It wouldn't do to have it in your hand al[...] |
| [...]I pulled trigger, and sent a ball into him, just under the collar-bone. I fired high on purpose.[...] |
| [...]the old man hadn't laid hold of him in his strong arms and propped him up he'd have gone down fac[...] |
| [...]bout. He was standing about near the Prospectors' Arms, late on Friday night, doing nothing and s[...] |
| [...]f warrants out for them; since that Ballabri Bank robbery they seem to have disappeared under ground. And that fellow Starlight, too! Mo[...] |
| [...]of being concerned with him in the Ballabri Bank robbery |
| [...]omething to show about us. Living at the diggings under the nose of the police, without their havi[...] |
| [...]ifficulty in arresting the famous Starlight, who, under the cognomen of the Honourable Frank Haugh[...] |
| [...]ne night he broke out as we were standing smoking under |
| [...]hen he walked up the big room at the Prospectors' Arms in Turon — as if all the rest of us was dirt under |
| [...]as killed and wounded. The sergeant threw up his arms and fell off the box like a log, just under the horses' feet. One of the troopers on a[...] |
| [...]being twenty-four hours in the saddle, or sitting under a fence watching for the whole of a frosty[...] |
| [...]d then up to the big bow-window. The others stood under an old white cedar tree that shadowed all[...] |
| [...]Whitman, poor girls, were standing up with their arms round one another's necks, and the tears r[...] |
| [...]ecome of us.’ ‘I am afraid you are labouring under some mistake, my dear madam. I have not th[...] |
| [...]en they heard it all, Maddie got up and threw her arms round Jim's neck. ‘I may kiss you now y[...] |
| [...]t this fool do but begin to talk about what white arms she'd got — not that they were like that much, she'd done too much hard work lately to have her arms, or hands either, look very grand; and at[...] |
| [...]Gully steps a bullet did hit him in the shoulder under the right arm, and staggers him in good ea[...] |
| [...]e right through him, as far as we could make out, under the breast on the right-hand side. ‘Tha[...] |
| [...]two seconds Jim had lifted her down in his strong arms, and was holding her off the ground and hugging h[...]though all the time she was kissing him with her arms round his neck; and me too, when I came up[...] |
| [...]t of mist creeping up the valley at the lower end under the mountain that began to soften the fire[...] |
| [...]t's my notion if they was caught young, kept well under command, and led by men they respected, a[...] |
| [...]he old horse arching his neck, and spinning along under her as light as a greyhound, and as smooth as oil[...]own so often behind the rock towers from his seat under the big peach tree. “What a wonderful t[...] |
| [...]it does seem hardish that one life should end all under the sun. Of course, there's the other, and[...] |
| [...]ly to have a rope round your necks than any gal's arms, good or bad. Have your own way. You alway[...] |
| [...]s. Fancy running our horses and going to the ball under the noses of the police — the idea is de[...] |
| [...]ered in proper time and all regular by old Jacob, under the name of Darkie, which suited in all ways. He[...]ght to the post. ‘What's the fun of having him under canvas?’ I said. ‘Who ever heard of a[...] |
| [...]jump on bare-backed, with nothing but a gunny-bag under 'em, and ride over logs and stones, throug[...] |
| [...]loor. A horse-rug was over him, his racing saddle under his head, and his pockets stuffed with fiv[...] |
| [...]horse could stand that altogether; so we kept him under shelter in a |
| [...]exception of what may be considered the legalised robbery of the betting ring, has not levied contri[...] |
| [...]us down. He'd lost some gold by us in the escort robbery, and not forgotten it; so it seems he'd be[...] |
| [...]ys Moran, with a grin. ‘When you and he's lying under that old tree outside, it'll make no odds to yer[...]Moran that moment. I drew mine, too, and had Wall under aim. Starlight's repeating rifle was up li[...] |
| [...]he, ‘and then get out the lunch. Put the things under that tree.’ They took out the horses, a[...] |
| [...]nd northern ports it would be easy enough to ship under different names. Once in America, we'd be[...] |
| [...]e barn and pull off my saddle and bridle and hide under the hay when they shifted full towards whe[...] |
| [...]le army of fresh tracks, as plain as print, right under their noses and wouldn't drop down to anyt[...] |
| [...]new creatures we should all be! Aileen threw her arms round my neck and sobbed and cried like a[...] |
| [...]e takes its place, between the man that's got the arms and the man that's got the money. After w[...] |
| [...]wasn't very gay for a bit, but I had a good horse under me, another alongside, a smartish lot of c[...] |
| [...]d let them pick feed round about, with the bridle under their feet, stockhorse fashion. They were[...] |
| [...]man's horse fell like a log and penned his rider under him, which was pretty nigh as good. “Steady do[...]er that was underneath the dead horse crawls from under him, the off side, and rests his rifle on his wit[...]with light hair that had ridden pretty close up, under a myall tree. Jim and Sir Ferdinand let d[...] |
| [...]other came up at the gallop. Goring threw up his arms, and rolled off his horse a dying man. St[...] |
| [...]I'll square it somehow. The General won't object under the circumstances.’ Then he shuts his e[...] |
| [...]ying on his face with his hat rolled off and both arms spread out wide. He never moved after. And[...] |
| charged with robbery under arms, and of a man habitually known as “Starl[...] |
| [...]ghways of the land and rob peaceful citizens with arms and violence. In the pursuit of gain by such atro[...]ny, but that fact would not suffice to hang a man under British rule. It was therefore incumbent o[...] |
| [...]and natural. Mr. Falkland asked me all about the robbery at Mr. Knightley's, and took down a lot of[...] |
| [...]is the way we meet?’ and flings herself into my arms. How she cried and sobbed, to be sure. The[...] |
| [...]resent when the escort and various other cases of robbery under arms have taken place, wherein life has been ta[...] |
| [...]rch revealed large supplies of clothes, saddlery, arms, and ammunition — all placed in recesses[...] |
| [...]might — smell the fresh air and feel the grass under his feet in a week or two — well, they'd[...] |
| [...]t them. She ran forward and threw herself into my arms. George turned away for a bit. Then I put[...] |
| [...]to remind him of such an old story as that of “Robbery Under Arms’. THE END Printed by R. & R. CLARK, Ed[...] |
| [...]alibi by covering the distance so swiftly after a robbery. Claude Duval was famous for being gallant[...] |
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| Robbery Under Arms A Story of Adventure in the Bush and in th[...] |
| [...]ts novels bushrangers 1870-1889 prose fiction Robbery Under Arms A Story of Adventure in the Bush and in th[...] |
| ROBBERY UNDER ARMS |
| [...]and health, have been tried for bush-ranging — robbery under arms they call it — and though the blood runs[...] |
| [...]s robins — a man with his wife and children all under a sheet of bark, nothing on their backs, a[...] |
| [...]— I was going to say — but that poor Jim lies under a forest oak on a sandhill, and I — well[...] |
| [...]y was hanged afterwards for bush-ranging and gold robbery, and he had more than one man's blood to answer f[...]do, and scorned to look pious and keep two faces under one hood. By degrees we all grew older,[...] |
| [...]n the water like a drowning kitten, with her face under. Another minute or two would have finished her, b[...]Gracey out of water;’ and then she'd throw her arms round my neck and kiss me, and walk off to[...] |
| [...]o our horses, and brought the saddles and bridles under the verandah. ‘I'm glad you're come home for[...]ssing her as he lifted her up in his great strong arms. ‘I must go in and have a gossip with the old w[...]sit down on the stretcher, and let mother put her arms round his neck and hug him and cry over hi[...] |
| [...]fore dark. One of you can go to that gunyah, just under the range where that big white rock is, an[...] |
| [...]ver shall see again. Never see the river rippling under the big drooping trees, or the cattle comi[...] |
| [...]ound and strapped in front of the saddle, and his arms round the horse's neck. He was as pale as[...] |
| [...]oving, you naughty boy,’ says she, throwing her arms about my neck; ‘but why will you break our hear[...]d was on Jim's shoulder, and by and by he put his arms round her neck. I went off to bed, I remem[...] |
| [...]Frowser, that's always spouting at the Shearers' Arms.’ ‘Nonsense or not, if a dry season[...] |
| [...]picture on a good horse. And he had a good one under him to-day; a big, brown, resolute, well-[...] |
| [...]or knocked against a rock, or tired out and drawn under by the surf. No, if he's a man he'll jump[...] |
| [...]are all pretty right as long as they're well kept under and starved a bit at odd times. But give t[...] |
| [...]and I don't believe anything could have held her under a hide rope with a turn round a stockyard[...] |
| [...]id he'd give him a billet on the run — make him under overseer; after a bit buy a farm for him a[...] |
| [...]on as fast asleep as if he never intended to wake under a week. ‘What shall we do, Jim?’ I[...] |
| [...]cked out a purpose; white legs, white knee, short under lip, everything quite regular. We even fed[...] |
| [...]s right. We could afford to sell them for a shade under market price for cash. Ready money, of cou[...] |
| [...]h do you think we had to divide? Why, not a penny under four thousand pounds. It had to be divided[...] |
| [...]; even the fruit and flowers and oysters and fish under the gas-lights seemed strange and wonderfu[...] |
| [...]pocket, with this in big letters: ‘Great Cattle Robbery. — A thousand head of Mr. Hood's cattle[...] |
| [...]ouldn't wash the tan off our skins; faces, necks, arms, all showed pretty well that we'd come fro[...] |
| [...]ig steamer would be coming in, churning the water under her paddles and tearing up the bay like a[...] |
| [...]ld Jim! until she said she'd go and live with him under a salt-bush if he'd come back and marry he[...] |
| [...]ushed over to him; the next minute she was in his arms, sobbing as if her heart would break. I[...] |
| [...]s that hot, too, it was just as pleasant sleeping under a tree as anywhere else. So we didn't show[...] |
| [...]m with her. Even father used to sit in the front, under the quinces, and smoke his pipe, with old[...] |
| [...]chap's brains don't grow along with his legs and arms.’ We didn't ride home till quite the e[...] |
| [...]in this journal, some months since, of a cattle robbery on the largest scale, when upwards of a th[...] |
| [...]ial principle we might hope for the best results under Mr. Starlight's intelligent supervision. W[...] |
| [...]ke a gate- post. I was helped up and my legs tied under his belly. Then one of the men took the br[...] |
| [...]tions were between the two. They were both in the robbery; he could see that.’ ‘How could you see tha[...]grounds for connecting prisoner Marston with the robbery in question?’ ‘No, he had not.’[...] |
| [...]ught of the days, months, years that were to pass under lock and key, with irons and shame and sol[...] |
| [...]d the other prisoner in the great Momberah cattle robbery were to be brought in this particular day. There[...]darker than the others, and with her hair tucked under an old bonnet, wrapped her 'possum cloak c[...] |
| [...]we saw one another, and it would jump away almost under the horse's neck, taking two or three awful long[...]as free of the forest again, and had a good horse under me; so I laughed at the bird and rode on. |
| [...]f he'd lots to spare, and hadn't had twelve hours under saddle; best part without a halt or a bait. I've[...]ere coming, and ran out to meet us. She threw her arms round me, and kissed and cried over me for[...] |
| [...]lot grayer than it used to be. She held out her arms and clung round my neck as if I'd been rai[...] |
| [...]dad, and I've heard the old man say he must knock under to him. But don't you bother your head abo[...] |
| [...]d I didn't get it while I was eating my heart out under the stifling low roof of the cell at Nomah[...] |
| [...]last we came to a little round green flat, right under the rock walls which rose up a couple of t[...] |
| [...]valuables. It wasn't the habit of people to carry arms, and if they did, there isn't one in ten t[...] |
| [...]lasted. He lived here many years, and was buried under a big peach tree that he had planted himse[...] |
| [...]e lot of us had quite as much as we could stagger under. I don't say we regularly went in for drin[...] |
| [...]lled the mail bags through the fence and put them under a tree. Then Starlight went to the coach w[...] |
| [...]m the next stage, and you will find the mail bags under that tree. They shall not be injured more than ca[...]all accounts. We left all the mail bags in a heap under the tree, as Starlight had told the driver[...] |
| [...]tried our horses well, for, mind you, they'd been under saddle best part of twenty-four hours when[...] |
| [...]much like they are here. They'll wink at a little robbery, or take a hand |
| [...]lesale business — eh, Dick? We leave the retail robbery to meaner villains.’ We had the horses[...] |
| to be had under the circumstances. Barnes came out with so[...] |
| [...]an ounce they said it was all worth, or a trifle under. It licked me to think it had been hid awa[...] |
| [...]ld with every shanty being licensed and its being under a man's nose all day long; but if he has t[...] |
| [...]he first people was huddled away in the graveyard under the sand ridges. Many an old shepherd had hobbled[...]s I; ‘but there's a man sick at the Sportsman's Arms. He's down with the typhus fever or someth[...] |
| We tied him and the young fellow fast, legs and arms, and laid them down on the floor while we went th[...]or eight thousand pounds' worth of gold and cash under the driving seat. That, I often think, was[...] |
| [...]in the country, you may depend the Ballabri bank robbery made ten times as much. Every little newspaper an[...]of the colony to the other, were full of it. The robbery of a bank in broad daylight, almost in the[...] |
| [...]you may bet, roughs and rascals from every place under the sun. Besides, we wanted to see for our[...] |
| [...]ms. Of course we went over to the Prospectors' Arms that night, as the new hotel was called, and foun[...]ick up that sort of learning. The Prospectors' Arms became quite the go, and all the swell min[...] |
| [...]ly, and no one could have thought we'd ever slept under one tree together, or seen the things we h[...] |
| [...]. I suppose there was every kind of man and miner under the sun. Not many women, but what there wa[...] |
| [...]e. But to see the big room at the Prospectors' Arms at night — the hall, they called it —[...] |
| [...]im and Jeanie, Gracey and I — and when dad went under, mother and Aileen could come out to us; a[...] |
| [...]rekeepers, from the mixed mob at the Prospectors' Arms, in the big room at night, and generally a[...] |
| [...]says. ‘We're not goin' to kneel down or knuckle under to him, but he don't look like any one els[...] |
| [...]her it was a big nugget, or a new reef, or a tent robbery, a gold-buyer stuck up and robbed in the Ironbark[...]d about then? Talk of money, it was like the dirt under your feet — in one way, certainly — as[...] |
| [...]nd I mostly used to stroll up to the Prospectors' Arms. We'd got used to sitting at the little ta[...] |
| [...]she would not hear of living at the Prospectors' Arms with her sister. ‘I know where that sort of t[...]on. I didn't dare stay away from the Prospectors' Arms, for fear she'd think I wanted to break wi[...] |
| Mullockson, at the Prospectors' Arms, the night before we started. I thought fo[...] |
| [...]he pair of us slap over again. She'd thrown her arms round my neck and was sobbing on my should[...] |
| [...]furniture and so on. There was very little small robbery there; it was not worth while. All petty s[...] |
| [...]llets through me, I'll go back and hold her in my arms once more before I'm hunted off and throug[...] |
| [...]n, always steep-banked, rocky in places, ran here under an awful high bluff of slate rock. The rushing wa[...]way the rock a good deal, and left ledges or bars under which a deal of gold had been found. Easy[...] |
| [...]wrong and wicked and sinful. You'll have to knock under and give us young uns a chance.’ Here[...] |
| [...]and I wanted the poncho to keep the Ballard rifle under. It wouldn't do to have it in your hand al[...] |
| [...]I pulled trigger, and sent a ball into him, just under the collar-bone. I fired high on purpose.[...] |
| [...]the old man hadn't laid hold of him in his strong arms and propped him up he'd have gone down fac[...] |
| [...]bout. He was standing about near the Prospectors' Arms, late on Friday night, doing nothing and s[...] |
| [...]f warrants out for them; since that Ballabri Bank robbery they seem to have disappeared under ground. And that fellow Starlight, too! Mo[...] |
| [...]of being concerned with him in the Ballabri Bank robbery |
| [...]omething to show about us. Living at the diggings under the nose of the police, without their havi[...] |
| [...]ifficulty in arresting the famous Starlight, who, under the cognomen of the Honourable Frank Haugh[...] |
| [...]ne night he broke out as we were standing smoking under |
| [...]hen he walked up the big room at the Prospectors' Arms in Turon — as if all the rest of us was dirt under his feet. ‘Well, my lads,’ he said,[...] |
| [...]s killed and wounded. The sergeant threw up his arms and fell off the box like a log, just under the horses' feet. One of the troopers on a[...] |
| [...]being twenty-four hours in the saddle, or sitting under a fence watching for the whole of a frosty[...] |
| [...]d then up to the big bow-window. The others stood under an old white cedar tree that shadowed all[...] |
| [...]Whitman, poor girls, were standing up with their arms round one another's necks, and the tears r[...] |
| [...]come of us.’ ‘I am afraid you are labouring under some mistake, my dear madam. I have not th[...] |
| [...]en they heard it all, Maddie got up and threw her arms round Jim's neck. ‘I may kiss you now[...] |
| [...]t this fool do but begin to talk about what white arms she'd got — not that they were like that much, she'd done too much hard work lately to have her arms, or hands either, look very grand; and at[...] |
| [...]Gully steps a bullet did hit him in the shoulder under the right arm, and staggers him in good ea[...] |
| [...]e right through him, as far as we could make out, under the breast on the right-hand side. ‘Th[...] |
| [...]two seconds Jim had lifted her down in his strong arms, and was holding her off the ground and hugging h[...]though all the time she was kissing him with her arms round his neck; and me too, when I came up[...] |
| [...]t of mist creeping up the valley at the lower end under the mountain that began to soften the fire[...] |
| [...]t's my notion if they was caught young, kept well under command, and led by men they respected, a[...] |
| [...]he old horse arching his neck, and spinning along under her as light as a greyhound, and as smooth as oil[...]own so often behind the rock towers from his seat under the big peach tree. ‘What a wonderful[...] |
| [...]it does seem hardish that one life should end all under the sun. Of course, there's the other, and[...] |
| [...]ly to have a rope round your necks than any gal's arms, good or bad. Have your own way. You alway[...] |
| [...]s. Fancy running our horses and going to the ball under the noses of the police — the idea is de[...] |
| [...]ered in proper time and all regular by old Jacob, under the name of Darkie, which suited in all ways. He[...]ht to the post. ‘What's the fun of having him under canvas?’ I said. ‘Who ever heard of a[...] |
| [...]jump on bare-backed, with nothing but a gunny-bag under 'em, and ride over logs and stones, throug[...] |
| [...]loor. A horse-rug was over him, his racing saddle under his head, and his pockets stuffed with fiv[...] |
| [...]horse could stand that altogether; so we kept him under shelter in a |
| [...]tion of what may be considered the legalised robbery of the betting ring, has not levied contri[...] |
| [...]us down. He'd lost some gold by us in the escort robbery, and not forgotten it; so it seems he'd be[...] |
| [...]ys Moran, with a grin. ‘When you and he's lying under that old tree outside, it'll make no odds to yer[...]Moran that moment. I drew mine, too, and had Wall under aim. Starlight's repeating rifle was up li[...] |
| [...]he, ‘and then get out the lunch. Put the things under that tree.’ They took out the horses,[...] |
| [...]nd northern ports it would be easy enough to ship under different names. Once in America, we'd be[...] |
| [...]e barn and pull off my saddle and bridle and hide under the hay when they shifted full towards whe[...] |
| [...]le army of fresh tracks, as plain as print, right under their noses and wouldn't drop down to anyt[...] |
| [...]w creatures we should all be! Aileen threw her arms round my neck and sobbed and cried like a[...] |
| [...]e takes its place, between the man that's got the arms and the man that's got the money. After[...] |
| [...]wasn't very gay for a bit, but I had a good horse under me, another alongside, a smartish lot of c[...] |
| [...]d let them pick feed round about, with the bridle under their feet, stockhorse fashion. They were[...] |
| [...]man's horse fell like a log and penned his rider under him, which was pretty nigh as good. ‘Steady[...]er that was underneath the dead horse crawls from under him, the off side, and rests his rifle on his wit[...]with light hair that had ridden pretty close up, under a myall tree. Jim and Sir Ferdinand let[...] |
| [...]other came up at the gallop. Goring threw up his arms, and rolled off his horse a dying man. S[...] |
| [...]I'll square it somehow. The General won't object under the circumstances.’ Then he shuts his[...] |
| [...]ying on his face with his hat rolled off and both arms spread out wide. He never moved after. And[...] |
| charged with robbery under arms, and of a man habitually known as “Starl[...] |
| [...]ghways of the land and rob peaceful citizens with arms and violence. In the pursuit of gain by such atro[...]ny, but that fact would not suffice to hang a man under British rule. It was therefore incumbent o[...] |
| [...]nd natural. Mr. Falkland asked me all about the robbery at Mr. Knightley's, and took down a lot of[...] |
| [...]is the way we meet?’ and flings herself into my arms. How she cried and sobbed, to be sure. The[...] |
| [...]resent when the escort and various other cases of robbery under arms have taken place, wherein life has been ta[...] |
| [...]rch revealed large supplies of clothes, saddlery, arms, and ammunition — all placed in recesses[...] |
| [...]might — smell the fresh air and feel the grass under his feet in a week or two — well, they'd[...] |
| [...]t them. She ran forward and threw herself into my arms. George turned away for a bit. Then I put[...] |
| [...]to remind him of such an old story as that of ‘Robbery Under Arms’. T[...] |
| [...]alibi by covering the distance so swiftly after a robbery. Claude Duval was famous for being gallant[...] |
Boldrewood, Rolf, 1826-1915, Robbery under arms : a story of adventure in the bush and in the goldfields of Australia (1997). University of Sydney Library, accessed 06/10/2024, https://digital.library.sydney.edu.au/nodes/view/12106