hildren away before the attack, but
d not meet them at the appointed
_ They searched till they found his
s and followed them until they found
d died of wounds. They carried his
to a small cave and concealed the
ng with stones and sticks.
th Pidgeon out of the way the pos-
mn of Pidgeon’s women led to a fight
hich Eelemarra and Captain were
at Barellem Spring. The old maxim
“To the victor belong the spoils,”
carried so far that the losers were
»d and eaten by the victors.
e police discovered nothing to war-
doubting this circumstantial story.
in the next two years a series of
erious outrages, thefts and murders
lacks who could not be traced, led
2 to believe that Pidgeon’s place had
filled by somebody who was his
|. if not his superior, in wiliness.
this period during which the white
rs felt a good deal of uneasiness and
lot of pressure on the police to catch
culprits, Fred Edgar’s faithful boy
er was one of the two native trackers
: along by Drewry’s successor, Const.
er, to the scene of the murder of
nas Jasper.
ris was about thirty miles from Fitz-
Pilmer concluded the lone white man
been surrounded in the night by his
e assailants, and after being shot in
head had been riddled with spears.
yery seemed the motive for the brutal
ng.
igger almost leapt into the air as he
over footprints which the murderers
made no attempt to obliterate.
ith the whites of his eyes showing,
er shrilled, “Pidgeon make that track
Pidgeon’s ghost!”
t can't be, Nigger,’ protested the
table. “We killed Pidgeon two years

it the native tracker stuck to his con-
on. The other tracker made no pre-
- of knowing the outlaw’s footprint,
howed readiness to accept the opinion

Aborigines.
—Courtesy Western Australia Travel Bureau

HTEENTH EDITION

of such a reliable tracker as Nigger. Pil-
mer was puzzled. Pidgeon had been dead
officially so long it was hard to accept him
as still alive.

The party burying Jasper included two
men named Collins and Myell. They were
interrupted by a rifle shot from the hill
overlooking the lonely grave. Before any
of them could seize a rifle, a spear fol-
lowed, quivering in the ground at the edge
of the unfinished grave as a veritable
promise of another victim.

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Grim, defiant, threatening, the thrower
of the spear silhouetted against the blue
sky for an instant with his splendid naked
muscles gleaming in the sun, his black
beard bristling against the wind.

“Pidgeon !” they all exclaimed, realizing
he had calculatingly revealed himself as an
intimation that he had brought his long-
scattered band together again to renew the
fanatical struggle to drive the white in-
truders out of his native land. Pidgeon
vanished behind the hill crest before a
rifle could be levelled against him.

By some brutal whim of the outlaw.
Collins and Mayell were the next victims
of his attack.

Following this, a reward of £100 was
posted for Pidgeon dead or alive.

Constables Christholm and Blythe were
joined by other policemen from Derby
and Fitzroy in a relentless pursuit of
Pidgeon’s band into the Oscar Ranges.
They outwitted Pidgeon’s scouts suffici-
ently to bring the outlaw band under fire
before the sentinels could give warning.

The first volley dropped five of the
blacks, but the rest vanished into the scrub
where only cautious pursuit was justi-
fiable. For the time being Pidgeon had
eluded them again.

But the inexorable pursuit went on with
the help of the trackers and at the foot
of the Oscar Range the police-boys located
Pidgeon’s camp, apparently without being
themselves detected. When the police

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