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Frank JOHNSON a jackaroo was always having jokes with the blacks, & one day out mustering saw a hand of a dead abo, hanging over the stage they put him on. Frank shook hand, & a finger came off. He was down at the camp that night, & a gin asked him for tobacco, all twist tobacco in those days, & the blacks did not have knives, & used to break pieces off with finger & thumb. The gin's piece was tough fellow, & would not break off, so she took it to the fire to look, she let a blood curdling yell out of her & in two ups the whole camp went bush. TOM JOHNSON told me about two years ago (1945) that he had 62 decendant (sic), children, grand children, great grand children alive, many fine men & women amongst them; who will say Frank Johnson did not do his adopted country a good turn. Another night Frank & a visitor LACHLAN were camped in the bachelors quarters, a two room slab hut near where a man who died

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