He shortly returned and said, 'I had to "chiv" that fellow, he was not dead,' a cant word, meaning that he had to stab him.

Returning to the road we passed where De Pontius lay and was dead.

Sullivan said, 'This is the digger, the others were all storekeepers; this is the digger, let's cover him up, for should the others be found, they'll think he done it and sloped,' meaning he had gone.

So with that we threw all the stones on him, and then left him.

This bloody work took nearly an hour and a half from the time we stopped the men." Anyone who reads that confession will think that the man who wrote it was destitute of emotions, destitute of feeling.