Thirdly: An act of silver and gold lace humanity was going the rounds
of our holes, above and below.
A person is found in an insensible state, caused by loss of blood,
having fallen, by accident, on a broken bottle and cut an artery in his head.
He is conveyed to the Camp hospital.
After some few hours, because he raves from loss of blood, and at a time
when he requires the closest attention, he is unceremoniously carried
into the common lock-up, and there left, it is said, for ten hours,
lying on the floor, without any attention being paid to his condition
by the hospital authorities, and then it was only by repeated representations
of his sinking state, to other officials, that he was conveyed to the hospital,
where he expired in two hours afterwards!
"Jim; the miners of Ballaarat demand an investigation."
"And they must have it, Joe."
Such was the scene in those days, performed at every shaft, in Gravel-pits,
as well as on the Eureka.
Flagitur Vulcano Si Fulmina Parata.
Here is a short resume of events which led to the popular demonstration
on Tuesday, October 17th, 1854.
Two men, old friends, named Scobie and Martin, after many years separation,
happened to meet each other in Ballaarat.