Morgan's Run

The local rum was in evidence, but from the begi

Jesus Christ, what kind of trade was this one in convicted men and women? Handed by the King’s own government to worms and snakes. He had hanged men and he had flogged men, but he had fed them and cared for them too. Does Arthur Phillip realize yet that the wickedness of slavers has saved him from starvation a second time within a twelvemonth? What would have happened if all the 1,200 convicts who arrived in June had been landed in as good a condition as those off our own fleet? Minus Guardian, what food Justinian carried would have lasted scant weeks. God has saved New South Wales through the agency of soulless slavers. But who, when God calls this debt in, will be asked to pay?

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On the morning of August 10th before any convicts had been landed from Surprize, Major Ross assembled every member of his community under the Union flag and addressed them.

“Our critical situation has been alleviated by the arrival of sufficient supplies to last us for some time!” he roared. “I hereby a

He paused to frown direfully at the silent ranks, eyes resting on Captain John Hunter’s smug countenance; there was one who fully understood that His Excellency’s abolition of the Law Martial gave him a great deal more latitude in defiance.

“Excluding those naval persons who do not wish to remain here and settle once Supply arrives to take them off the island, from now on I am going to thin Sydney Town out by putting as many of ye as I can onto one-acre lots, provided that ye are supporting a new man or a woman. The contents of your lots will not be subject to any Government garnish, but rather must serve to lessen your need for the Government’s stores of food. Ye are, however, at liberty to sell any surplus to the Government, and ye will be paid for all such surpluses, be ye free or felon. Those of convict status who work hard, clear their lots and sell to the Government will be freed as soon as they demonstrate their worth, just as I have already freed some of ye for good work. The Government will dower each occupant of a one-acre lot with a breeding sow and provide the services of a boar. I ca

There were low murmurs in the crowd; some faces beamed, others glowered. Not everybody liked the idea of hard work, even in his own interests.

The Major continued. “Richard Phillimore, ye may take up one acre of the lot ye fancy around the corner to the east. Nathaniel Lucas, ye may regard the one acre behind Sydney Town whereon ye presently live as yours. John Rice, ye may take up one acre above Nat Lucas fronting on the stream which flows between the marine barracks and the i

Run out of things to say, he simply stopped. “Get ye gone!”

Richard returned to his sawpit up the vale, his mood a blend of exhilaration and gloom. Ross had given him his own acre right where his house stood—a wonderful boon, as it was already cleared and growing. Nat Lucas and Richard Phillimore had been similarly gifted, whereas Crowder, Rice and Mortimer would have to fell trees. His gloom revolved around his solitude, which Ross definitely intended should end. Though Lawrell might occupy his own hut, Richard knew that he could not so banish a woman, any more than he could hand her over to Lawrell. Lawrell was decent enough, but would certainly expect to enjoy her body whether she wished it or not. No, the wretched creature would have to live in his house, just one largish room. That canceled his plans for the coming weekend, which had consisted of fishing with a hand-line from the rocks west of the landing place and taking a long walk with Stephen. Instead, he would have to start adding a new room onto his house for the female. Joh

This being winter, the senior officers messed together at one o’clock for the hot main meal of their day, and did so with Major Ross in the dining room of Government House. Mrs. Morgan, as Lizzie Lock insisted upon being called, was a superb cook now she had a few ingredients. Today she served roast pork in honor of the arrival of Surprize and Justinian, though no officers from either ship had been invited to eat it any more than had Messrs. Donovan, Wentworth and Murray. Lieutenant Ralph Clark was not present either; he had taken Little John to dine with Messrs. Donovan, Wentworth and Murray. His own table was notoriously meager, had been ever since the voyage from England. When it came to spending his own money, Clark, whose circumstances were financially shortened, was extremely frugal. Nor was Lieutenant Robert Kellow present; he was still in Coventry after fighting a ridiculous duel with Lieutenant Faddy.