I don't think Mr McKeith would bring Harris to Moongarr--he knows I can't bear him.' 'Well, I reckon that's up to you to square with the Boss,' repeated Ninnis surlily.

'I'm told Harris is on the look-out for desperate characters going along the Leura--these unionist organisers--dropping in at stations on pretence of getting rations and spying out the land, and calling on the men to join them.

There was a boundary rider from Breeza Downs to-day--caught us up with the tailing mob and fetched back their new chum and Zack Duppo, leaving us awful short-handed--so that if Joe Casey doesn't fetch in the milkers so early to-morrow you'll know it's because I've had to send him out herding.

They're doing their shearing early at Breeza Downs with shearers Windeatt has imported from the south, and he wants police protection for them and himself.' Lady Bridget laughed.
'Harris and his two constables will have enough to do if they are to protect the district.' 'That's just what Windeatt has been clamouring about.

Now the Government have sent up a military patrol, I believe.