Sydney Sun, Cookson, 30 08 1911 4

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30 August 1911

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"DAN AND STEVE ARE DEAD" "Shall you see your mother again this journey?" we ask.

"No," says the gaunt bushman, as he pulls the peak of his sou-wester over his face. "No; I shall be away about two or three months, I expect. I've a good way to go, and with sheep, we travel slowly."

"Well, shake, and good luck to you."

The tall form had turned away from the fence. Turning again, the man viewed the hand offered to him with obvious surprise. He had not expected it-had made no offer or suggestion of the sort himself. But he "shook" heartily, all the same.

The rain had eased down into a shower now.

Above Morgan's Lookout a tiny patch of blue-the first for weeks-appeared in the leaden sky. "I believe there's fine weather coming." said slowly and hopefully.

"Let's hope there is," responded his visitor, cheerfully. "Good-bye. But, by the way, do you put any faith in the reports that have been published as to Dan and Steve Hart being alive?"

Unhesitatingly came the reply:-

"Dan and Steve are dead. I know it. No matter how. They are dead. They did not escape. They were killed in the hotel. But it would make things a lot easier for those who are left if people who ought to know better would stop disturbing them by making plays and picture shows out of their trouble. Those things are better forgotten. It is all over and done with. If there was wrong done, those who did it have paid the price. But there are some people with no bowels, and they are never tired of making silly exhibitions of what happened long ago.

That sort of thing does not give a man a chance at all. There's a picture show with a lot of nonsense about the Kelly gang going about now. I've got an injunction against it in some places, but I believe it's being shown in others. That is the sort of taking that I complain about-keeping the memory of the miserable business always before the public."

A couple of tough-looking youths who have heard the big drover's closing remarks here offer some observations that suggest an extremely bad time for the picture show complained about if the showman had the hardihood to venture into that region with his entertainment.

Then they stride away, talking angrily. And the long bushmen prepares to leave also. To a suggestion that it might not be amiss to have something to chase the cold out, he says sadly that the cold is where nothing can get at it, as far as he can see. With another hearty handshake, and an exchange of good wishes, he strides away to his sheep, followed closely by his dogs.


Before the interview closed Jim Kelly was asked if he could say what other members of the family were surviving. He thought for a little while, and then said:-

"Annie, my oldest sister, married a man named Gunn, a farmer. She has been dead some years.

"Maggie, that is, Mrs Skillion, died about 11 years ago.

"My brother Jack is alive. He was round the country a good bit. Then he went on the trams in Westralia. But he was last at a job more to his liking-breaking in horses for the police.

"My sister Ellen, that is, Mrs Wright, is keeping an hotel somewhere in the Mansfield district.

"You know about poor Kate. That is all."

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