'Veritatem dico, non mentior'; and so Messrs, Haynau, Jellachich,
and Co., from that morning my hatred for you is on the decline.
They rode us through the main road as fast is it was safe for the
preservation of our necks - the only thing they wanted to preserve
inviolate for head-quarters.
Though it was clear daylight, yet I did see only one digger on the whole
of the main road.
On passing through the Eureka, I got a glance of my snug little tent,
where I had passed so many happy hours, and was sacred to me on a Sunday.
There it lay deserted, uncared for! My eyes were choked with tears,
and at forty years of age a man does not cry for little.
Chapter LXXIV
Della Vita Lo Spello Dal Mondo Sciolto,
Al Mondo Vivo Perche Non Son Sepolto.
We were soon in Ballan. Good reader, please enter now within my mind.
The lesson, if read, learned, and inwardly digested, will be of good use
for the future. The troubles of this colony have begun.
It is eight o'clock of a fine morning; the spring season is in its full:
the sun in his splendour is all there on the blue sky.
