The Cloudy Sky Was Exchanged For
A Brilliant Sunshine, The Chilling Air For A Truly Tropical Heat, The
Drizzling Rain For Clouds Of Thick Cutting Dust, Sometimes As Thick As
A London Fog, Which Penetrated The Most Substantial Veil, And Made Our
Skins Smart Terribly.
The streets too had undergone a wondrous
transformation.
Collins Street looked quite bright and cheerful, and
was the fashionable promenade of those who had time or inclination for
lounging. Parties of diggers were constantly starting or arriving,
trips to St. Kilda and Brighton were daily taking place; and a coach
was advertised to run to the diggings! I cannot quite realize the
terrified passengers being driven through the Black Forest, but can
picture their horror when ordered to "bail up" by a party of Australian
Turpins.
In every window - milliners, baby-linen warehouses, &c., included - was
exhibited the usual advertisement of the gold buyer - namely, a heap of
gold in the centre, on one side a pile of sovereigns, on the other
bank-notes. The most significant advertisement was one I saw in a
window in Collins Street. In the middle was a skull perforated by a
bullet, which lay at a little distance as if coolly examining or
speculating on the mischief it had done. On one side of the skull was a
revolver, and on the other a quantity of nuggets. Above all, was the
emphatic inscription, "Beware in time." This rather
uncomfortable-looking tableau signified - in as speaking a manner as
symbols can - that the unfortunate skull had once belonged to some more
unfortunate lucky digger, who not having had the sense to sell his gold
to the proprietor of this attractive window had kept his nuggets in his
pocket, thereby tempting some robbers - significantly personified by the
revolver - to shoot him, and steal the gold.
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