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Postby patritter » Sun Mar 08, 2015 10:04 pm

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‘I know what I’m doing dad. Tomorrow I’ll talk with the bank manager to find out how much finance he can give me, then its onward toward what I want.’
Both men looked into each other’s eyes. George didn’t want to be a sceptic only wished his son success with this new venture.
Nat met with the bank manager and secured a loan. ‘In a way I agree with your vision Nat, only problem I see is where the Federation Founders will finally decide on the ‘Battle of the Sites,’ is a mystery.’ The bank manager remarked.
‘I have it on good grounds through the ‘Democratic Federation’ will be in south-west Queensland. This is one reason I want to do this.’
‘At this stage, however, according to William Astley, journalist, he’s in favour of ‘Yass-Canberra’ region. Whatever place they decide I can’t see you going wrong with your plan and the bank is right behind you. We need more people like you to make this country ride on the sheep’s back, take a chance, so to speak, however Nat, you are in luck. I heard this morning through the gossip column if you visit Mr A.S.Cowley, Secretary For Public Land two doors down from our building, he will tell you how many properties are for lease in the Cunnamulla region. I’ll write a letter from the bank supporting your endeavours and you can hand it to him personally when you meet him.’
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Nat couldn’t believe his luck, being in the right place at the right time. As soon as he left the bank with the signed letter in his hand from the bank manager, he visited Mr Cowley. Did he need an appointment? No! His bank manager wrote a letter of introduction to hand to Mr Cowley explaining Nat’s needs.
‘Come in Mr Young.’ A tall thin gentleman greeted Nat at the door, ‘it's an honour to meet you, I’m Arthur Cowley,’ they shook hands.
Nat’s body tightened, fear filled his mind, and at the same time excitement flowed through his body, how could these actions be going so quickly. ‘I’m most pleased to meet you Mr Cowley.’ Nat stammered letting go of Mr Cowley’s hand and handing him the letter who quickly tore the envelope open, scanned the letter and sat behind his desk.
After placing the letter on his desk, he said in a friendly voice, ‘call me Arthur, I understand you own a property outside of Cunnamulla and wish to purchase more. Is that correct? The bank approved the finance. Exactly which properties are you interested in?’ Mr Cowley said in a gaff voice.
‘As many as possible for what finance is available. How does this work?’ Nat queried.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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‘Land in your region is surveyed; most of it is leased for future development. Conditions for each property needs improvement with stock, buildings and fencing.’
‘Mr Cowley, I presently own ‘Kahmoo Station’ about ten mile west of Cunnamulla and anything west of my station I can handle. I can perform those conditions.’
‘Then if that’s the case we'll look at a map to define which properties are available for lease or purchase.’ Mr Cowley left his desk and walked to a large table on the opposite side of the room. On top of this table lay drawings of maps. ‘Now.’ Mr Cowley pointed to the map moving his finger from one name to the next, ‘ah, yes, here is ‘Kahmoo Station’, he moved his finger to the adjoining property, ‘what about ‘Moonjaree Station’, the owner returned the lease.’
‘It joins my northern boundary, Peter Greig is the manager.’ Nat’s excitement drew to almost hysteria thinking he could own this property, his dream developed in his mind. A smile filled his face.
After Nat returned to his parent’s home, excited to inform his father about his luck, they sat on the front veranda enjoying a cup-of-tea and a slice of Ma’s damper thickly covered with strawberry jam. Nat said to his father. ‘Will you come with me to inspect what properties I purchased? I value your expertise.’
‘I’d be delighted. When do we leave?’ His father placed his cup on the saucer, took hold of his son’s hand and shook it, ‘I can’t wait until we leave.’ A smile covered his face.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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‘What about Ma and me?’ Martha asked.
‘Mother wouldn’t you love these ladies’ company for a couple of months whilst father and I return home to inspect these properties? Claimed nine properties from our place to Eulo. I can’t believe my timing?’
‘I’d love their company. Imagine how many places I can show Martha and my sister Margaret. I'll show them off at my local club.’ She smiled and squeezed her sister’s hand.
‘What about my boarding house?’ Ma objected, ‘who’s going to run it whilst I’m here enjoying myself.’
‘I’m certain Hannah can continue to run things whilst you are both away. We’ll leave daylight tomorrow. Shouldn’t take but a couple of months to make them operational.’ Nat smiled, stuck out his chest, puffed on his pipe.
‘That does it then. Tomorrow ladies, I’ll show you both the sites of this fair city. First we go to Gregory Terrace, the latest architectural design building constructed by George Henry Male named ‘Queensland National Agricultural and Industries Association’. You’ll love it.’ Gloria added with a smile of contentment.
Early the following morning Nat accompanied his father by rail then aboard the stagecoach on their journey to Cunnamulla. ‘I’m excited about this venture, dad.’ Nat shared with his father.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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‘So am I son, I feel as if I’m bouncing around on cloud nine without a crazy thought in my head. How much money did this cost?’
‘Dad, you’re always worried about money. You know the money we make on ‘Kahmoo Station’, now multiply that amount ten fold once everything is in place and operational. First stop when we arrive home, I’ll tell Hannah about Martha and Ma staying in Brisbane. We’ll stay at ‘Kahmoo Station’ to make it our base. Should make our job easier.’ Nat explained - his mind filled with visions of inspecting properties, speaking with managers and staff, his mind seeing into the future with his dream almost a reality.
Within a couple of months Nat secured employment of managers, ringers and boundary riders on all his properties except one. His selection of properties turned him into a ‘pastoral tycoon’ allowing him to control over one million acres of property west to Eulo. His father accompanied him to ‘set up’ these properties and through his rural experience selected the right personnel for the job to become a cog in the wheel of pastoral progress in the area.
When they visited ‘Tilbooroo Station’, the previous owner argued the property still belonged to him although he fell behind with his payments to the Land’s Department, he was entitled to stay, even if he claimed to be a squatter. Nat had more issues to sort out and after inspecting the property thought it needed more improvements than any of the others he’d purchased or leased. He'd deal with it later.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Exhausted from travel, working from daylight until dark, both father and son sat on the front veranda of ‘Kahmoo Station’ sipping on beer. ‘I can’t thank you enough for helping me on this journey, dad, I appreciate everything.’ Nat leaned over and shook his father’s hand in a display of appreciation. They’d never shared this father-son closeness before.
George almost choked up emotionally, his throat filled with emotion, hearing his son give thanks for his help. ‘I was pleased to help, after finishing what we started, you, Martha and Hannah should be financially secure for life and beyond. Pity about ‘Tilbooroo Station’ but I’m certain you’ll work the scoundrel out before too long.’ Tears dwelled in his eyes.
‘Don’t worry, I still got plenty of work to be done. Before I thought of this idea I imagined riding from one property to another, inspect how the operation was going and to keep a close eye on success. I’m not concerned about the scoundrel at this stage. I’m happy with the other eight properties and they’re operating to my standard. I’ll contact Mr Cowley in Brisbane on our return to pick up Martha and Ma and speak to him about what to do. In the meantime still got more work to be done and one out of nine is not too bad.’
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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‘I don’t think you need to worry too much about success. You are successful in my eyes and the personnel on each property, I’m certain, will be loyal to you and keep your dream alive. What about something to eat, I’m so hungry I could eat a dead horse.’
‘We’ll soon eat; the cook will call us. Something else I want to discuss with you before we finish here.’ Nat looked at his father.
‘And what else can I help you with,’ his father replied looking across to his son pride swelling his chest.
‘I’m worried about the shearers.’ Nat expressed in a solemn voice, concern spread across his face.
‘You’re right to be concerned because after the shearers strike we had recently, almost crippled the country.' His question astonished Nat. ‘Dad. There's some bad news which I don’t know what you'll think when you hear about what Joe did.’ Nat started to tell his father.
‘What happened. Did Joe and Hannah break up? I liked Joe when we enjoyed our Christmas Dinner with him here; I actually thought he would’ve been a good husband for Hannah.’ George finished drinking the last of his beer.
‘Yes, I should’ve told you before. Joe led the strikers in Cunnamulla and the morning the police were to raid his camp to arrest him, his friend Joe Gibson swapped places and took his place.’ Nat muttered, feeling ashamed and never thought Joe would run away from his responsibilities.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

Postby patritter » Sun Mar 15, 2015 10:27 pm

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‘What! I don’t believe this. You telling me Joe ran out on his mate and Hannah?’ His voice raised in anger.
‘Hannah broke the relationship off after he told her and Ma later that morning what he’d done. Hannah visited the other Joe at Cunnamulla police station but couldn’t change his mind to tell the truth and wanted Hannah to ‘get on with her life’. Hannah is taking care of his horse whilst he’s away.’ Nat admitted to his father.
‘What a mongrel Joe Ryan is to do this to his best friend. A real coward if you ask me.’ George expressed in a concerned voice.
‘I agree as long as he never sets foot around here again or any of my properties. Lunch is ready.’
‘This friend of his must be a courageous fellow to take his place. I’d like to meet him one day.’
‘And you may. I’d like to shake his hand.’ Nat finished.

Chapter 4

‘You ready Ryan?’ Sergeant Gray bellowed unlocking the cell door. He stepped back to allow the prisoner sufficient room to pass, closed and locked the cell door and escorted the prisoner to a waiting wagon. He placed shackles on Joe’s wrists and ankles. ‘Step up onto the wagon. Sit on the seat at the back.’
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Joe placed his foot onto the wagon tray and hoisted himself inside of the cage. ‘Take a seat, you’re a long way to go.’ Sergeant Gray closed the cage door.
Joe recognised Constable Fitzgerald seated on the front holding reins of the horse. ‘Good morning Joe. Ready for your trip?’ Constable Fitzgerald asked.
‘Fine, thank you. Are you taking me to Rockhampton?’ Joe asked.
‘No, only as far as Charleville, another police officer will escort you from there. We’ll be on our way.’
‘Safe trip.’ Sergeant Gray replied.
Constable Fitzgerald clicked the horse into a trot leaving the police station, headed north along Stockyard Street toward the outskirts of town on the road to Charleville. He failed to notice a lady standing on the steps at the front of the post office. Her head bowed.
Following the Warrego River along a track Joe sighted a fellow near the river rolling his swag. Joe Ryan; he must’ve camped on the riverbank. Did I do the right thing? Too late now to worry about what's been done. I wish you luck Joe, too bad about Hannah. Bloody hell, what's going to happen? he pondered.
‘Only been a couple of days since I arrested you Joe, for some reason you don’t appear to be the same Joe Ryan I knew a couple of years back when you helped me with your mate Bluey Simpson.’ Constable Fitzgerald threw the question over his shoulder.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Joe fell silent, do I tell him I’m not Joe Ryan but Joe Gibson, the real Joe Ryan is over near the river. Wouldn’t take much to tell Constable Fitzgerald about what I did to change identity. No! Not worth the trouble. I made the decision, ‘been a couple of years, a lot of water has flown under the bridge since then.’ Joe mumbled.
‘You do remember when we uncovered gibbers from your mate Bluey and you helped me load his body onto the back of the wagon?’ Constable Fitzgerald asked.
‘Yeah, he was heavy,’ come on Joe think what Joe Ryan told you at the pub. ‘We had a good cuppa’, was all Joe remembered and again fell silent. How long would this charade keep going?
‘We’ll stop at Coongoola for a cuppa. You remember the scones, don’t you?’
‘Of course,’ Joe couldn’t remember being told about the constable’s scones, rather than make a fool of himself he decided to go with the flow and see what happened and the least said the better otherwise the constable would click he wasn’t the same Joe.
They travelled in silence until reaching Coongoola. Constable Fitzgerald stopped the wagon, stepped down, walked to the rear door of the cage. ‘Climb down Joe, stretch your legs. You can’t run from here. I’ll put the billy on. Try my scones I cooked this morning. You remember last time I couldn’t tell you my mother’s secret recipe because wouldn’t be a secret any more’. He smiled.
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Joe stretched to stand, bent his head and shuffled across to the rear gate of the cage. He stepped down instant blood flowed through his body in relief from sitting for the past couple of hours. ‘Could I have a piss?’
‘Somewhere away from the camp. I’ll make a fire and boil the billy.’
Joe shuffled his feet to stand behind a mulga tree to relieve himself afterward returned to the camp site. ‘Want a hand?’ He asked.
‘No – used to doing everything by myself. Because of what you did I was transferred to Cunnamulla? I liked Eulo; they wanted me to identify you, and transferred me. I suppose I should thank you.’
‘Sorry about that. You enjoyed working at Eulo.’ Joe muttered not wanting to get into conversation because the old saying: loose lips sink ships.
‘Ah, I don’t mind the move too much, a lot more work and good to work with an offsider for a change. You caused quite a ruckus doing what you did. What made you go on strike?’
Joe could share this information because his knowledge why the strike came about, he held full knowledge of each event. ‘I wanted to improve working conditions and wages for my fellow shearers’, he told Constable Fitzgerald.
‘Unfortunately you never succeeded. Now look what happened. You’re off to face justice for what you did. I kinda like you Joe and what you did is against the law by taking the law into your own hands. At times I’d love to say something about our work conditions and wages, but honestly mate I’d never in my wildest dreams ever incite my fellow officers to go on strike like you did.’
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Joe fell silent sipping his tea and eating a scone, ‘what’s done is done and nothing I can do will change. I’ll serve my time and see where I go after I get out of prison. Hey, you were right, these scones are good. Can I have another?’ Joe’s face broke into a smile when handed another scone.
After they broke camp Joe climbed into the cage and sat behind Constable Fitzgerald. ‘At least you’ll be on the train from Charleville to Rockhampton.’ Constable Fitzgerald shouted over his shoulder. Midday was fast approaching. ‘Got your hat on Joe, starting to get hot.’
Joe pulled his hat tighter around his skull, ‘yeah, I’m right, can’t be too far from here?’ Joe wondered.
‘Almost at Wyandra, about half way, we’ll be in Charleville by late afternoon. They rode along in silence. ‘We’ll pull up on the other side of Wyandra so you can stretch your legs.’
‘Sounds good to me,’ Joe answered.
After leaving Wyandra Constable Fitzgerald stopped his horse under the shade of a huge gum tree and stepped down to unlock the cage. ‘We’ll have a break and some lunch. I’ll let the horse loose while we have something to eat.’
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Joe stepped down from the wagon. ‘I’ll make a fire to boil the billy,’ Joe gathered kindling to make a fire. ‘Have you a match to start the fire. Can't rub two sticks together with these things on?’ He asked Constable Fitzgerald who took a match from his trouser pocket, struck it on the side of his pants and ignited the kindling. ‘Where do I get water?’ Joe asked.
‘I’ll get it, you take a seat on the log over there and I’ll fetch some sandwiches.’
Joe shuffled to a nearby log and sat watching Constable Fitzgerald prepare their lunch. Hope he doesn’t ask too many more questions, I don’t think he’s caught on yet about changing places but if he does, I don’t know what will happen. Joe pondered.
‘What happens if you bump into Billy Wells in prison?’ Constable Fitzgerald asked.
‘Never thought about seeing him again,’ Joe answered, a crease formed on his brow.
‘I bet he doesn’t forget the night at Eulo you almost killed him when he wore the necklace and ring he’d stolen from Hannah.’
Joe thought back to the night and remembered what happened. He was there and saw everything. ‘Hope I don’t go to the same prison as he’s in. I don’t know what happened after you arrested him.’
‘He faced court and pleaded ‘guilty’. I was there at the court hearing, the judge gave him twenty years imprisonment. He still thinks the police murdered his brother. I think they sent him to St Helena Island Prison. It’s supposed to be one of the toughest prisons.’
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Re: Pat Ritter. Books

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Hope they send me to another prison, Joe pondered and fell silent.
‘We’ll have a rest for an hour.’ Constable Fitzgerald lowered his hat, ‘you won’t try and escape, will you?’
‘No.’ Joe slid to the ground and lay his head against a log closed his eyes and thoughts ricocheted through his mind seeing Billy Wells in prison. If it happens, it happens. I’ll deal with it whenever, these were his final thoughts until he heard Constable Fitzgerald’s voice say they were on their way.
As the sun dipped over the horizon they arrived at Charleville Police Station. After Constable Fitzgerald released Joe from the cage he escorted him to the front desk. ‘Prisoner Ryan for transportation to Rockhampton’, Constable Fitzgerald told the desk sergeant who appeared to be half asleep.
‘Right, Ryan you say, where’s he going?’
‘To Rockhampton Sergeant,’ Constable Fitzgerald answered in an authoritative voice.
‘Can’t see anything about him. Have you a warrant?’
Constable Fitzgerald handed over papers which included the arrest warrant. The desk sergeant scanned the papers, ‘thank you constable. We’ll take care of him from here.’
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‘Be seeing you Joe, maybe see you again some other time. Keep out of trouble.’ Constable Fitzgerald shook hands with Joe and left the police station.
The desk sergeant entered details into a charge book. ‘Have you any property to declare?’
Joe shook his head.
‘Constable Thomas,’ the desk sergeant shouted. ‘Can you take this prisoner to the cells.’
Joe accompanied the young constable to a cell block who unlocked the door. ‘Here’s your accommodation. I’ll take these shackles off to make you more comfortable.’
Soon after the leggings and shackles removed Joe felt a relief to be free to walk. He entered the cell similar to the one in Cunnamulla. The cell door locked. A stretcher against the far wall beckoned him.
Settling on the stretcher his mind filled with one question, ‘why did I take the place of Joe Ryan?’ Most of his life he considered his upbringing good resulted by loving parents who always pointed him in the right direction. His love for his mother and father went deeper than the normal love for a parent. Memory of his mother slaving over a hot stove, baking bread, preparing meals, washing in a copper in the heat of day, reflected her work ethics. His thoughts went to a city born child, lived in Brisbane, and always wanted to travel west to be a shearer. Since his childhood memories, his deepest desire to become a shearer took over all other thoughts.
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