The Argus (35)
The Argus continued with its report of the KellyGang at Glenrowan
THE DESTRUCTION OF THE KELLY GANG
NED KELLY'S CONDITION
At a late hour last night Ned Kelly was reported to be still progressing favourably, but an increase in temperature has manifested itself, and given rise to some doubt as to his ultimate recovery. During the past few days he has grumbled considerably at the diet supplied to him, which has been chiefly of a farinaceous nature, while he requested animal food. His wishes have been complied with as far as the opinion of the resident medical officer, Dr Shields, would allow. He is under remand to appear at the City Police Court this morning to answer a charge of wilful murder. He will not however be sufficiently recovered to be placed in the dock ; and Superintendent Winch, on the authority of a medical certificate to that effect, will apply for his remind for seven days. The application will doubtless be granted without argument.
THE KELLYS AND CONSTABLE FITZPATRICK
Rumour has been busy with the name of Constable Fitzpatrick in connexion with the Kelly outbreak. A prisoner now confined in Pentridge, who was present when Fitzpatrick was shot by Ned Kelly, has made a statutory declaration which, if true, goes far to exonerate the constable from the charges made against him. At present the authorities deem it advisable to withhold the particulars set out in the affidavit.
Superintendent Hare remains the guest of Mr W J Clarke, at Sunbury. He is attended daily by Dr Charles Ryan, and is progressing favourably. Yesterday he was doing nicely, but there now appears to be but little doubt that he will lose the use of his left hand.
CATCHING THE KELLYS
A PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF ONE WHO WENT IN THE SPECIAL TRAIN
(FROM THE AUSTRALASIAN)
I left home last Sunday evening about 7 o'clock, with the intention of passing an hour or so, and enjoying a glass of grog, with an old friend in Melbourne. Happening to look in at The Argus office on my way to his house I found that a telegram had just been received from Beechworth with the startling intelligence that “the Kellys had broken out again and shot a man." Knowing that I should have to start as soon as possible for the scene of the outrage, I turned up Bradshaw, and finding that I could not leave for Beechworth until 10 minutes past 6 on the Monday morning, I continued my journey to pay my promised visit. I had enjoyed my friend's hospitality for about the space of 15 minutes, in his comfortable armchair by the side of a blaring fire, listening to some of his interesting stories of India, illustrated by his own watercolour drawings, when the following letter was placed in my hands :—
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