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BALYUM VAC POPULUM TUUM DOMINE.
The more the pity—I have not done yet with the accursed gold licence. I must prevail on myself to keep cooler and in good temper.
Two questions will certainly he put to me:—
1st. Did the camp officials give out the licence to the digger at the place of his work, whenever required, without compelling him to leave off work, and renew his licence at the camp?
2nd. It was only one day in each month that there was a search for licences, was it not? Why therefore did not the diggers make it a half-holiday on the old ground, that "all work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy."
The first question is a foolish one, from any fellow-colonist who knows our silver and gold lace; and is a wicked one, from any digger who was on Ballaarat at the time.
"Fellah" gave the proper answer through the Ballaarat Times, October 14th;— here it is:—
To the Editor of the Ballaarat Times, October 14, 1854.
Sir,
Permit me to call your attention to the miserable accommodation provided for the miner, who may have occasion to go to the Camp to take out a licence Surely, with the thousands of pounds that have been expended in government buildings, a little better accommodation might be afforded to the well disposed digger, who is willing to pay the odious tax demanded of him by government, and not be compelled to stand in the rain or sun, or treated as if the "distinguished government official" feared that the digger was a thing that would contaminate him by a closer proximity; so the "fellah" is kept by a wooden rail from approaching within a couple of yards of the tent. In consequence of so many persons mistaking the licence-office for the commissioner's water-closet, a placard has been placed over the door.
I am, Sir, yours &c.,
- FELLAH DIGGER,
Who had to walk a few miles to pay away the money he had worked hard for, and was kept a few hours standing by a rail—not "sitting on a rail, Mary."
Now I mean to tackle in right earnest with the second question, provided I can keep in sufficiently good temper.
On the morning of Thursday, the 22nd June, in the year of Grace, One thousand eight hundred and fifty-four,
His Excellency Sir CHARLES HOTHAM,
Knight Commander of the Most Noble Military Order of the Bath, landed on the shores of this fair province, as its Lieutenant-Governor, the chosen and commissioned representative of Her Most
