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Mitchell: A character sketch [short story by Henry Lawson]

9 March 2015 · Leave a Comment

[Editor: This story by Henry Lawson was published in While the Billy Boils (1896).]

Mitchell: A character sketch

It was a very mean station, and Mitchell thought he had better go himself and beard the overseer for tucker. His mates were for waiting till the overseer went out on the run, and then trying their luck with the cook; but the self-assertive and diplomatic Mitchell decided to go.

‘Good day,’ said Mitchell.

‘Good day,’ said the manager.

‘It’s hot,’ said Mitchell.

‘Yes it’s hot.’

‘I don’t suppose,’ said Mitchell; ‘I don’t suppose it’s any use asking you for a job?’

‘Naw.’

‘Well, I won’t ask you,’ said Mitchell, ‘but I don’t suppose you want any fencing done?’

‘Naw.’

‘Nor boundary-riding?’

‘Naw.’

‘You ain’t likely to want a man to knock round?’

‘Naw.’

‘I thought not. Things are pretty bad just now.’

‘Na — yes — they are.’

‘Ah, well; there’s a lot to be said on the squatter’s side as well as the men’s. I suppose I can get a bit of rations?’

‘Ye — yes.’ (Shortly) — ‘Wot d’yer want?’

‘Well, let’s see; we want a bit of meat and flour — I think that’s all. Got enough tea and sugar to carry us on.’

‘All right. Cook! have you got any meat?’

‘No!’

To Mitchell: ‘Can you kill a sheep?’

‘Rather!’

To the cook: ‘Give this man a cloth and knife and steel, and let him go up to the yard and kill a sheep? (To Mitchell): ‘You can take a fore-quarter and get a bit of flour.’

Half-an-hour later Mitchell came back with the carcase wrapped in the cloth.

‘Here yer are; here’s your sheep,’ he said to the cook.

‘That’s all right; hang it in there. Did you take a fore-quarter?’

‘No.’

‘Well, why didn’t you? The boss told you to.’

‘I didn’t want a fore-quarter. I don’t like it. I took a hind-quarter.’

So he had.

The cook scratched his head; he seemed to have nothing to say. He thought about trying to think, perhaps, but gave it best. It was too hot and he was out of practice.

‘Here, fill these up, will you,’ said Mitchell, ‘that’s the tea-bag, and that’s the sugar-bag, and that’s the flour-bag.’

He had taken them from the front of his shirt.

‘Don’t be frightened to stretch ’em a little, old man, I’ve got two mates to feed.’

The cook took the bags mechanically and filled them well before he knew what he was doing. Mitchell talked all the time.

‘Thank you,’ said he — ‘got a bit of baking-powder?’

‘Ye — yes, here you are.’

‘Thank you. Find it dull here, don’t you?’

‘Well, yes, pretty dull. There’s a bit of cooked beef and some bread and cake there, if you want it!’

‘Thanks,’ said Mitchell, sweeping the broken victuals into an old pillow-slip which he carried on his person for such an emergency. ‘I ’spose you find it dull round here.’

‘Yes, pretty dull.’

‘No one to talk to much?’

‘No, not many.’

‘Tongue gets rusty?’

‘Ye-es, sometimes.’

‘Well, so long, and thank yer.’

‘So long,’ said the cook (he nearly added ‘thank yer’).

‘Well, good day; I’ll see you again.’

‘Good day.’

Mitchell shouldered his spoil and left.

The cook scratched his head; he had a chat with the overseer afterwards, and they agreed that the traveller was a bit gone.

But Mitchell’s head wasn’t gone — not much: he was a Sydney jackeroo who had been round a bit — that was all.



Source:
Henry Lawson, While the Billy Boils, Sydney: Angus and Robertson, 1896, pages 226-228

Editor’s notes:
carcase = (an alternative spelling of “carcass”) the dead body of an animal

gave it best = gave up, gave it away, abandoned, ceased to operate, withdrew from a situation, quit

tucker = food

Vernacular spelling in the original text:
d’yer (do you)
’em (them)
na (no)
naw (no)
’spose (suppose)
wot (what)
yer (you)

Filed Under: short stories and anecdotes Tagged With: Henry Lawson (1867-1922) (author), short story, SourceIACLibrary, While the Billy Boils (Henry Lawson 1896), year1896

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