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Jerilderie Letter is associated with Jerilderie, NSW located at these coordinates -35.3567745, 145.7309442

Also known as the Jerilderie letter, this 17-page statement is a transcription made of the original letter. Ned Kelly handed the original to Edwin Living at Jerilderie. Living had promised Kelly that he would pass it on to the town printer Mr. Gill but did not do so. Living eventually made the original available to the Criminal Law Branch of the Office of the Victorian Government Solicitor whilst the Kelly Crown prosecution case was being prepared on condition that only one copy of it was made and the original returned to him.

Record Citation: VPRS 4966 Consignment P0 Unit 1 Item 5 Record 1 Document: Jerilderie Letter
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Agency: VA 2825 Attorney-General's Department (previously known as the Law Department)
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Date: 1879
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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-001.jpg The places left blank denote where words could not be made out. The Queen v Edward Kelly

Dear Sir

I wish to acquaint you with some of the occurrences of the present past & future, In or about the spring of 1870 the ground was very soft a hawker named Mr Gould got his waggon bogged between Greta and my mother's house on the eleven mile creek, the ground was that rotten it would bog a duck in place so Mr Gould had abandon his waggon for fear of loosing his horses in the spewy ground he was stopping at my mothers awaiting finer or dryer weather. Mr McCormack & his hawkers also were camped in Greta. the mosquitoes were very bad which they generally are in a wet spring & to help them Mr. Johns had a horse called Ruita Cruta although a gelding was as clever as old Wombat or any other stallion at running horses away & taking them on his beat which was from Greta swamp to the seven mile creek. consequently he enticed McCormack's horse away from Greta. Mr Gould was up early feeding his horses heard a bell & saw McCormack's horse for he knew the horse well he sent his boy to take him back to Greta.

When McCormack's got the horse they came straight out to Gould and accused him of working the horse, this was false and Gould was amazed at the idea I could not help laughing to hear Mrs Mr McCormack accusing him of using the horse after him being so kind as to send his boy to take him from the ruta cruta & take him back to them, I pleaded Goulds innocence and Mrs McCormack turned on me & accused me of bringing the horse from Greta to Gould's waggon to pull him out of the bog I did not say much to the woman, as my mother was present but that same day me & my uncle was cutting calves Gould wrapped up a note & a pair of the calves testicles & gave them to me to give them to Mrs McCormack, I did not see her & I gave the parcel to a boy, to give to her when she would come instead of giving it to her he gave it to her husband consequently McCormack said he would summons me I told

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-002.jpg him neither me or Gould used their horse.

he said I was a liar & he could welt me or any of my breed I was about 14 years of age but accepted the challenge & dismounting when Mrs McCormack struck my horse in the flank with a bullocks skin it jumped forward & my fist came in collision with McCormack's nose & caused him to loose his equilibrium & fall postrate I tied up my horse to finish the battle but McCormack got up and ran to the Police camp. Constable hall asked me what the row was about I told him they accused me & Gould of using their horse & I hit him and I would do the same to him if he challenged me McCormack pulled me & swore their lies against me I was sentenced to three months for hitting him and three months for the parcel and bound to keep the peace for 12 months. Mrs McCormack gave good substantial evidence as she is well acquainted with that place called Tasmania better known as the Dervon or Vandiemans land and McCormack being a Police man over the convicts & women being scarce released her from that land of bondage and tyranny, & they came to Victoria & are at present residents of Greta and on the 29th of March, I was released from prison & came home. Wild Wright came to the eleven mile to see Mr Gunn stopped all night and lost his mare both him & me looked all day for her & could not get her Wright who was a stranger to me was in a hurry to get back to Mansfield & I gave him another mare & he told me if I found his mare to keep her until he brought mine back I was going to Wangaratta & saw the mare I caught her & took her with me all the Police & Detective Berrill seen her as Martins girls used to ride her about the town during several days that I stopped at Petre Martains Star Hotel in Wangaratta, she was a chestnut mare white face docked tail very remarkable branded M as plain as the hands on a town clock, the property of a Telegraph Master in Mansfield he lost her on the 6th gazetted her on the 12th of March & I was a prisoner in Beechworth Gaol until the 29th March therefore I could not have stolen the mare. I was riding the mare through Greta. Constable Hall came to me & said he wanted me to sign some papers that I did not sign at Beechworth concerning my bail bonds I thought it was the truth he said the papers was

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-003.jpg at the Barracks and I had no idea he wanted to arrest me or I would have quietly rode away instead of going to the Barracks.

I was getting off when Hall caught hold of me & thought to throw me but made a mistake and came on the broad of his back himself in the dust the mare galloped away and instead of me putting my foot on Halls neck and taking his revolver and putting him in the lock up. I tried to catch the mare, Hall got up and snapped three or four caps at me & would have shot me but the colts patent refused This is well known in Greta Hall never told me he wanted to arrest me until after he tried to shot me when I heard the caps snapping I stood until Hall came close he had me covered & was shaking with fear & I knew he would pull the trigger before he would be game to put his hand on me so I duped & jumped at him caught the revolver with one hand & Hall by the collar with the other, I dare not strike him or my sureties would loose the bond money I used to trip him & let him take a mouthful of dust now and again as he was as helpless as a big guano after leaving a dead bullock or a horse. I kept throwing him in the dust until I got him across the street the very spot where Mrs O'Briens Hotel stands now the cellar was just dug then there was some brush fencing where the post & rail was taking down and on this I threw big cowardly Hall on his belly. I straddled him & rooted both spurs into his thighs he roared like a big calf attacked by dogs & shifted several yards of the fence I put his hands at the back of his neck & tried to make him let the revolver go but he stuck to it like grim death to a dead volunteer he called for assistance to a man named Cohen and Barnett, Lewis, Thompson, Jewitt two blacksmiths who was looking on I dare not strike any of them. As I was bound to keep the peace or I could have spread those curs like dung in a paddock They got ropes tied my hands and feet & Hall beat me over the head with his six chambered colt revolver nine stitches were put in some of the cuts by Dr Hastings. And when Wild Wright & my mother came they could trace us across the street by the blood in the dust & which spoiled the lustre of the paint on the gate-post of the Barracks Hall sent for more Police and Doctor Hastings. Next morning I was handcuffed a rope tied from them to my legs and to the seat of the cart and taken to Wangaratta Hall was frightened I would throw him out of the cart so he tied me whilst Constable Arthur

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-004.jpg laughed at his cowardice for it was he who escorted me & Hall to Wangaratta

I was tried & committed as Hall swore I claimed the mare the Doctor died as he would have proved Hall a perjurer Hall has been tried several times for perjury bit got clear as this is no crime in the Police force it is a credit to a Policeman to convict an innocent man but any muff can pot a guilty one Halls character is well known about El Dorado & Snowy Creek and Hall was considerably in debt to Mr L. O'Brien & as he was going to leave Greta Mr. O'Brien seen no other chance of getting his money so there was a subscription collected for Hall & with the aid of this money he got James Murdock who was recently hung in Wagga Wagga to give false evidence against me but was acquitted on the charge of horsestealing & on Hall & Murdocks evidence I was found guilty of receiving and got 3 years experience in Beechworth Pentridges dungeons. this is the only charge ever proved against me therefore I can say I never was convicted of horse or cattle stealing My brother Dan was never charged with assaulting a woman but he was sentenced to three months without the option of a fine and one month and two pound150 £approx2009
304 $AUDapprox2009
40 shillings
480 pence
fine for damaging property by Mr Butler PM. a sentence that there is no law to uphold therefore the minister of justice neglected his duty in that case, but there never was such a thing as justice in the English laws but any amount of injustice to be had, but of over thirty head of the very best horses the land could produce I could only find one when I got my liberty. Constable Flood stole & sold the most of them to the navvies on the railway line one bay cob he stole & sold four different times the line was completed and the men all gone when I came out and Flood was shifted to Oxley. he carried on the same game there all the stray horses that was any time without an owner & not in the Police Gazette Flood used to claim He was doing a good trade at Oxley until Mr Brown of the Laceby station got him shifted as he was always running big horses about, Flood is different to Sergeant Steel, Strachan, Hall & the most of Police as they have got to hire cads & if they fail the police are quite helpless. But Flood can made a cheque single-handed he is the greatest horsestealer with the exception of myself & George King I know of.

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-005.jpg I never worked on a farm a horse and saddle was never traced to me after leaving employment since February 1873 I worked as a faller at Mr J. Saunders and R. Rules sawmills then for Heach and Dockendorf I never worked for less than two pounds150 £approx2009
304 $AUDapprox2009
40 shillings
480 pence
ten a week since I left Pentridge and in 1875 or 1876 I was overseer for Saunders and Rule. Bourkes water-holes sawmills in Victoria since then I was on the king river, during my stay there I ran in a wild bull which I gave to Lydicher a farmer he sold him to Carr a Publican and Butcher who killed him for beef. sometime afterwards I was blamed for stealing this bull from James Whitty Boggy Creek I asked Whitty Oxley racecourse why he blamed me for stealing his bull

he said he had found his bull & never blamed me but his son-in-law Farrell told him he heard I sold the bull to Carr not long afterwards I heard again I was blamed for stealing a mob of calves from Whitty and Farrell which I knew nothing about. I began to think they wanted me to give them something to talk about. Therefore I started wholesale & retail horse & cattle dealing Whitty & Burns not being satisfied with all the picked land on the Boggy Creek and King River and the run of their stock on the certificate ground free and no one interfering with them paid heavy rent to the banks for all the open ground so as a poor man could keep no stock, and impounded every beast they could get, even off Government roads If a poor man happened to leave his horse or bit of a poddy calf outside his paddock they would be impounded I have known over 60 head of horses impounded in one day by Whitty and Burns all belonging to poor farmers they would have to leave their ploughing or harvest or other employment to go to Oxley when they would get there perhaps not have money enough to release them & have to gave a bill of sale or borrow money which is no easy matter, and along with all this sort of work, Farrell the Policeman stole a horse from George King and had him in Whitty & Farrells paddocks until he left the force. And all this was the cause of me & my step-father George King taking to their horses & selling them to Baumgarten & Kennedy. The pick of them was taken to a good market & the culls were kept in Petersons paddock & their brands altered by me two was sold to Kennedy & the rest to Baumgarten who were strangers to me and I believe honest men

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-006.jpg they paid me full value for the horses & could not have known they were stolen.

no person had anything to do with the stealing and selling of the horses but me & George King. William Cooke who was convicted for Whitty's horses was innocent he was not in my company at Petersons. But it is not the place of the Police to convict guilty men as it is by them they get their living had the right parties been convicted it would have been a bad job for the Police as Berry would have sacked a great many of them only I came to their aid & kept them in their bilits and good employment and got them double pay and yet the ungrateful articles convicted my mother & an infant my brother-in-law and another man who was innocent & still annoy my brothers and sisters and the ignorant unicorns even threaten to shoot myself But as soon as I am dead they will be heels up in the muroo. there will be no more police required they will be sacked & supplanted by soldiers on low pay in the towns and special constables made of some of the farmers to make up for this double pay and expense. It will pay Government to give those people who are suffering innocence, justice and liberty. if not I will be compelled to show some colonial stratagem which will open the eyes of not only the Victoria Police & inhabitants but also the whole British army and now doubt they will acknowledge their hounds were barking at the wrong stump. and that Fitzpatrick will be the cause of greater slaughter to the Union Jack than Saint Patrick was to the snakes and toads in Ireland. The Queen of England was as guilty as Baumgarten and Kennedy Williamson & Skillion of what they were convicted for When the horses were found on the Murray River I wrote a letter to Mr. Swanhill of Lake Rowan to acquaint the Auctioneer and to advertize my horses for sale I brought some of them to that place but did not sell I sold some of them in Benalla Melbourne & other places and left the colony and became a rambling gambler soon after I left there was a warrant for me & the Police searched the place and watched night and day for two or three weeks and when they could not snare me they got a warrant against my brother Dan And on the 15 of April Fitzpatrick came to the Eleven Mile Creek to arrest him he had some conversation with a horse dealer whom he swore was William Skillion this man was not called in Beechworth, besides several other

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-007.jpg witnesses, who alone could have proved Fitzpatricks falsehood after leaving this man he went to the house asked was Dan in Dan came out. I hear previous to this Fitzpatrick had some conversation with Williamson on the hill. he asked Dan to come to Greta with him as he had a warrant for him for stealing Whitty's horses Dan said all right they both went inside Dan was having something to eat his mother asked Fitzpatrick what he wanted Dan for. The trooper said he had a warrant for him Dan then asked him to produce it he said it was only a telegram sent from Chiltern but Sergeant Whelan ordered him to relieve Steel at Greta and call and arrest Dan and take him into Wangaratta next morning & get him remanded Dans mother said Dan need not go without a warrant unless he liked and that the trooper had no business on her premises without some authority besides his own word

The trooper pulled out his revolver & said he would blow her brains out if she interfered. in the arrest she told him it was a good job for him Ned was not there or he would ram the revolver down his throat Dan looked out & said Ned is coming now, the trooper being off his guard looked out & when Dan got his attention drawn he dropped the knife and fork which showed he had no murderous intent and slapped Heenan's hug on him took his revolver & kept him there until Skillion & Ryan came with horses which Dan sold that night. The trooper left and invented some scheme to say that he got shot which any man can see is false, he told Dan to clear out that Sergeant Steel & Detective Brown and Strachan would be there before morning Strachan had been over the Murray trying to get up a case against him and they would convict him if they caught him as the stock society offered an enticement for witnesses to swear anything and the germans over the Murray would swear to the wrong man as well as the right. next day Williamson & my mother was arrested & Skillion the day after who was not there at all at the time of the row which can be proved by 8 or 9 witnesses and the Police got great credit and praise in the papers for arresting the mother of 12 children one an infant on her breast & those two quiet hard working innocent men who would not know the difference a revolver and a saucepan handle and kept them six months awaiting trial & then convicted them on the evidence of the meanest article that ever the sun shone on it seems that the jury was well chosen by the Police as there

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-008.jpg was a discharged Sergeant amongst them which is contrary to law they thought it impossible for a Policeman to swear a lie but I can assure them it is by that means and hiring cads they get promoted I have heard from a trooper that he never knew Fitzpatrick to be one night sober and that he sold his sister to a chinaman but he looks a young strapping rather genteel more fit to be a starcher to a laundress than a Policeman. For to a keen observer he has the wrong appearance or a manly heart the deceit and cowardice is too plain to be seen in the puny cabbage hearted looking face. I heard nothing of this transaction until very close on the trial I being then over 400 miles643.738 Km
2,112,000 Feet
704,000 Yards
643,737.6 Meters
25,344,000 inch
from Greta when I heard I was outlawed and a hundred pound7,500 £approx2009
15,200 $AUDapprox2009
2,000 shillings
24,000 pence
reward for me for shooting at a trooper in Victoria and a hundred pound7,500 £approx2009
15,200 $AUDapprox2009
2,000 shillings
24,000 pence
for any man that could prove a conviction of horse-stealing against me so I came back to Victoria knew I would get no justice if I gave myself up I enquired after my brother Dan and found him digging on Bullock Creek heard how the Police used to be blowing that they would not ask me to stand they would shoot me first and then cry surrender and how they used to rush into the house upset all the milk dishes break tins of eggs empty the flour out of the bags on to the ground and even the meat out of the cask and destroy all the provisions and shove the girls in front of them into the rooms like dogs so as if anyone was there they would shoot the girls first but they knew well I was not there or I would have scattered their blood and brains like rain I would manure the Eleven mile with their bloated carcasses and yet remember there is not one drop of murderous blood in my Veins Superintendent Smith used to say to my sisters, see all the men I have out today I will have as many more tomorrow and we will blow him into pieces as small as paper that is in our guns Detective Ward and Constable Hayes took out their revolvers and threatened to shoot the girls and children in Mrs. Skillions absence the greatest ruffians and murderers no matter how deprived would not be guilty of such a cowardly action, and this sort of cruelty and disgraceful and cowardly conduct to my brothers and sisters who had no protection coupled with the conviction of my mother and those men certainly made my blood boil as I don't think there is a man born could have the patience to suffer it as long as I did

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-009.jpg McIntyre would have been shot dead if he had not obeyed my orders or ever allow his blood to get cold while such insults as these were unavenged and yet in every paper that is printed I am called the blackest and coldest blooded murderer ever on record But if I hear any more of it I will not exactly show them what cold blooded murder is but wholesale & retail slaughter something different to shooting three troopers in self defence & robbing a bank. I would have been rather hot-blooded to throw down my rifle and let them shoot me and my innocent brother, they were not satisfied with frightening my sisters night and day and destroying their provisions and lagging my mother & infant and those innocent men but should follow me and my brother into the wilds where he had been quietly digging neither molesting or interfering with anyone he was making good wages as the creek is very rich within half a mile from where I shot Kennedy. I was not there long & on the 25th of October I came on Police tracks between Table top and the bogs. I crossed them and returning in the evening I came on a different lot of tracks making for the shingle hut I went to our camp & told my brother & his two mates me & my brother went and found their camp at the shingle hut about a mile from my brothers house saw they carried long firearms & we knew our doom was sealed if we could not beat those before the others would come as I knew the other party of Police would soon join them & if they came on us at our camp they would shoot us down like dogs at our work as we had only two guns. we thought it best to try & bail those up take their fire-arms and ammunition and horses & we could stand a chance with the rest We approached the spring as close as we could get to the camp as the intervening space being clear ground and no battery we saw two men at the logs they got up and one took a double barreled fowling-piece and fetched a horse down and hobbled him at the tents we thought there were more men in the tent asleep those (outside) being on sentry we could have shot those two men without speaking but not wishing to take their lives we waited McIntyre laid the gun against a stump and Lonigan sat on the log I advanced, my brother Dan keeping McIntyre covered which he took to be constable Flood & had he not obeyed my orders, or at-tempted to reach for the gun or draw his revolver he would have been shot dead. but when I called on them to throw up their hands McIntyre obeyed & Lonigan ran some six or seven yards to a battery of logs instead of dropping behind the

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-010.jpg one he was sitting on. he had just got to the logs and put his head up to take aim when I shot him that instant or he would have shot me as I took him to be Strachan the man who said he would not ask me to stand he would shoot me first like a dog. But it happened to be Lonigan the man who in company with Sergeant Whelan Fitzpatrick & King the Bootmaker and Constable O'Day that tried to put a pair of hand-cuffs on me in Benalla but could not & had to allow McInnis the miller to put them on, previous to Fitzpatrick swearing he was shot, I was fined two pounds150 £approx2009
304 $AUDapprox2009
40 shillings
480 pence
for hitting Fitzpatrick & two pounds150 £approx2009
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40 shillings
480 pence
for not allowing five curs like Sergeant Whelan O'Day Fitzpatrick King & Lonigan who caught me by the privates and would have sent me to Kingdom come only I was not ready & he is the man that blowed before he left Violet Town if Ned Kelly was to be shot he was the man would shoot him and no doubt he would shoot me even if I threw up my arms & laid down as he knew four of them could not arrest me single-handed not to talk of the rest of my mates, also either me or him would have to die, this he knew well therefore he had a right to keep out of my road, Fitzpatrick is the only one I hit out of the five in Benalla; this shows my feeling towards him as he said we were good friends & even swore it but he was the biggest enemy I had in the country with the exception of Lonigan & he can be thankful I was not there when he took a revolver & threatened to shoot my mother in her own house it is not fire three shots and miss him at a yard & a half I don't think I would use a revolver to shoot a man like him when I was within a yard & a half of him or attempt to fire into a house where my mother brothers & sisters was & according to Fitzpatricks statement all around him a man that is such a bad shot as to miss a man three times at a yard & a half would never attempt to fire into a house among a house full of women and children while I had a pairs of arms & bunch of fives on the end of them that never failed to peg out anything they came in contact with and Fitzpatrick knew the weight of one of them only too well, as it run against him once in Benalla, and cost me two pound150 £approx2009
304 $AUDapprox2009
40 shillings
480 pence
odd as he is very subject to fainting. As soon as I shot Lonigan he jumped up and staggered some distance from the logs with his hands raised & then fell he surrendered but too late I asked McIntyre who was in the tent he replied no

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-011.jpg one. I advanced & took possession of their two revolvers & fowling-piece which I loaded with bullets instead of shot.

I asked McIntyre where his mates was he said they had gone down the creek & he did not expect them that night he asked me was I going to shoot him & his mates. I told him no. I would shoot no man if he gave up his arms & leave the force he said the police all knew Fitzpatrick had wronged us. and he intended to leave the force, as he had bad health, and his life was insured, he told me he intended going home and that Kennedy & Scanlan were out looking for our camp and also about the other Police he told me the N.S.W Police had shot a man for shooting Sergeant Walling I told him if they did, they had shot the wrong man & I expect your gang came to do the same with me he said no they did not come to shoot me they came to apprehend me I asked him what they carried Spencer rifles & breech loading fowling pieces & so much ammunition for as the Police was only supposed to carry one revolver and 6 cartridges in the revolver but they had eighteen rounds of revolver cartridges each three dozen for the fowling piece & twenty one spencer rifle cartridges & God knows how many they had away with the rifle this looked as if they meant not only to shoot me only to riddle me but I don't know either Kennedy Scanlan or him and had nothing against them, he said he would get them to give up their arms if I would not shoot them as I could not blame them. they had to do their duty I said I did not blame them for doing honest duty but I could not suffer them blowing me to pieces in my own native land and they knew Fitzpatrick wronged us and why not make it public and convict him but no they would rather riddle poor unfortunate creoles. but they will rue the day ever Fitzpatrick got among them, Our two mates came over when they heard the shot fired but went back again for fear the Police might come to our camp while we were all away and manure bullock flat with us. on our arrival I stopped at the logs & Dan went back to the spring for fear the troopers would come in that way but I soon heard them coming up the creek. I told McIntyre to tell them to give up their arms, he spoke to Kennedy who was some distance in front of Scanlan he reached for his revolver & jumped off, on the off side of his horse & got behind a tree when I called on them to throw up their arms & Scanlan who carried the rifle slewed his horse around

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-012.jpg to gallop away but the horse would not go & as quick as thought fired at me with the rifle without unslinging it & was in the act of firing again when I had to shoot him & he fell from his horse.

I could have shot them without speaking but their lives was no good to me. McIntyre jumped on Kennedy's horse & I allowed him to go as I did not like to shoot him after he surrendered or I would have shot him as he was between me & Kennedy therefore I could not shoot Kennedy without shooting him first. Kennedy kept firing from behind the tree my brother Dan advanced & Kennedy ran I followed him he stopped behind another tree and fired again. I shot him in the arm pit & he dropped his revolver & ran I fired again with the gun as he slewed around to surrender I did not know he had dropped his revolver. the bullet passed through the right side of his chest & he could not live or I would have let him go had they been my own brothers I could not help shooting there or else let them shoot me which they would have done had their bullets been directed as they intended them. But as for handcuffing Kennedy to a tree or cutting his ear off or brutally treating any of them, is a falsehood, if Kennedy's ear was cut off it was not done by me and none of my mates was near him after he was shot I put his cloak over him and left him as well as I could & were they my own brothers I could not have been more sorry for them this cannot be called willful murder for I was compelled to shoot them, or lie down & let them shoot me it would not be willful murder if they packed our remains in, shattered into a mass of animated gore to Mansfield, they would have got great praise & credit as well as promotion but I am reconed a horrid brute because I had not been cowardly enough to lie down for them under such trying circumstances & insults to my people certainly their wives & children are to be pitied but they must remember those men came into the bush with the intention of scattering pieces of me & my brother all over the bush & yet they know & acknowledge I have been wronged & my mother and four or five men lagged innocent and is my brothers & sisters and my mother not to be pitied also who has no alternative only to put up with the brutal & cowardly conduct of a parcel of big ugly fat-necked wombat headed big bellied magpie legged narrow hipped splaw-footed sons of Irish Bailiffs or english landlords which is better known as Officers of Justice or Victorian Police who some calls honest gentlemen but I

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-013.jpg would like to know what business an honest man would have in the Police as it is an old saying It takes a rogue to catch a rogue and a man that knows nothing about roguery would never enter the force an take an oath to arrest brother sister father or mother if required & to have a case & conviction if possible Any man knows it is possible to swear a lie & if a policeman looses a conviction for the sake of swearing a lie he has broke his oath therefore he is a perjurer either ways, a Policeman is a disgrace to his country, not alone to the mother that suckled him, in the first place he is a rogue in his heart but too cowardly to follow it up without having the force to disguise it. next he is traitor to his country ancestors and religion as they were all Catholics before the Saxons and Cranmore yoke Held sway since then they were persecuted massacred thrown into martyrdom & tortured beyond the ideas of the present generation. What would people say if they saw a strapping big lump of an Irishman shepherding sheep for fifteen bob a week or tailing turkeys in Tallarook ranges for a smile from Julia or even begging his tucker, they would say he ought to be ashamed of himself and tar-and--feather him But he would be a king to a policeman who for a lazy loafing cowardly bilit left the ash corner deserted the shamrock, the emblem of true wit and beauty to serve under a flag and nation that has destroyed massacred & murdered their fore-fathers by the greatest of torture as rolling them down hill in spiked barrels pulling their toe & finger nails and on the wheel, & every torture imaginable more was transported to Van Diemand's Land to pine their young lives away in starvation & misery among tyrants worse than the promised hell itself all of true blood bone and beauty, that was not murdered on their own soil, or had fled to America or other countries to bloom again another day, were doomed to Port Mcquarie Toweringabbie norfolk island and Emu plains and in those places of tyranny and condemnation many a blooming Irishman rather than subdue to the Saxon yoke, were flogged to death and bravely died in servile chains but true to the shamrock and a credit to Paddys land What would people say if I became a policeman and took an oath to arrest my brothers & sisters & relations and convict them by fair or foul means after the conviction of my mother & the persecutions and insults offered to myself & people Would they say I was a decent gentleman, & yet a police-man is still in worse & guilty of meaner actions than that The Queen must surely be proud of such heroic men as the Police & Irish soldiers as It takes eight or eleven of the biggest mud crushers in Melbourne

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-014.jpg to take one poor little half starved larrakin to a watch house. I have seen as many as eleven, big & ugly enough to lift Mount Macedon out of a crab hole more like the species of a baboon or Guerilla than a man. actually come into a court house & swear they could not arrest one eight stone larrakin and them armed with battens & neddies without some civilians assistance and some of them going to the hospital from the affects of hits from the fists of the larrakin and the Magistrate would send the poor little Larrakin into a dungeon for being a better man than such a parcel of armed curs. What would England do if America declared war & hoisted a green flag as its all Irishmen that has got command, of her armies forts & batteries even her very life guards & beef tasters are Irish would they not slew around and fight her with their own arms for the sake of the colour they dare not wear for years & to reinstate it & rise old Erins isle once more, from the pressure and tyrannism of the English yoke, which has kept it in poverty & starvation & caused them to wear the enemies coats. What else can England expect.

Is there not big fat-necked Unicorns enough paid to torment & drive me to do thing which I don't wish to do, without the public assisting them I have never interfered with any person unless they deserved it. and yet there are civilians who take firearms against me, for what reason I do not know, unless they want me to turn on them and exterminate them without medicine. I shall be compelled to make an example of some of them if they cannot find no other employment If I had robbed and plundered ravished and murdered everything I met young & old rich and poor, the public could not do any more than take firearms and Assisting the police as they have done, but by the light that shines pegged on an ant-bed with their bellies opened, their fat taken out rendered & poured down their throat boiling hot will be fool to what pleasure I will give some of them and any person aiding or harboring or assisting the Police in any way whatever or employing any person whom they know to be a detective or, cad or those who would be so deprived as to take blood money will be outlawed and declared unfit to be allowed human burial their property either consumed or confiscated & them theirs & all belonging to them exterminated off the face of the earth, the enemy I cannot catch myself I shall give a payable reward for, I would like to know who put that article that reminds me of a poodle dog half clipped in the lion fashion, called Brooke E. Smith Superintendent of Police he knows as much about commanding Police as Captain Standish does about mustering mosquitoes and boiling them down for their fat on the back blocks of the Lachlan for he has a head like a turnip a stiff neck as big as his shoulders narrow hipped & pointed towards the feet like a vine stake and if there is any one to be called

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-015.jpg a murderer regarding Kennedy, Scanlan and Lonigan it is that mis-placed poodle he gets as much pay as a dozen good troopers, if there is any good in them, & what does he do for it he cannot look behind him without turning his whole frame it takes three or four police to keep sentry while he sleeps in Wangaratta, for fear of body snatchers do they think he is a superior animal to the men that has to guard him if so why not send the men that gets big pay and reconed superior to the common police after me & you shall soon save the country of high salaries to men that is fit for nothing else but getting better men than him self shot and sending orphan children to the industrial school to make prostitutes & cads of them for the Detectives & other evil disposed persons send the high paid and men that received big salaries for years in a gang by themselves after me. As it makes no difference to them but it will give them a chance of showing whether they are worth more pay than a common trooper or not and I think the Public will soon find they are only in the road of good men and obtaining money under false pretences, I do not call McIntyre a coward for I reckon he is as game a man as wears the jacket as he had the presence of mind to know his position, directly as he was spoken to, and only foolishness to disobey, it was cowardice that made Lonigan and the others fight it is only foolhardiness to disobey an outlaw as any Police-man or other man who do not throw up their arms directly as I call on them knows the consequence which is a speedy dispatch to Kingdom Come, I wish those men who joined the stock protection society to with-draw their money and give it & as much more to the widows & orphans & poor of Greta district where I spent & will again spend many a happy day fearless free & bold as it only aids the police to procure false witnesses & go whacks with men to steal horses & lag innocent men it would suit them far better to subscribe a sum and give it to the poor of their district & there is no fear of anyone stealing their property for no man could steal their horses without the knowledge of the poor if any man was mean enough to steal their property the poor would rise out to a man & find them if they were on the face of the earth it will always pay a rich man to be liberal with the poor & make as little enemies as he can as he shall find if the poor is on his side he shall loose nothing by it, If they depend in the police they shall be drove to destruction, As they can not and will not protect them if duffing & bushranging were abolished the police would have to cadge for their living I speak from experience as I have sold horses & cattle innumerable & yet eight head of the culls is all ever was found I never was interfered with whilst I kept up this successful trade. I give fair warning to all those who has reason to fear me to sell out & give £10 out of every hundred towards the widow & orphan fund and do not attempt to reside in Victoria but as short a time as possible after reading

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-016.jpg this notice, neglect this and abide by the consequences, which shall be worse than the rust in the wheat in Victoria or the druth of a dry season to the grasshoppers in New South Wales I do not wish to give the order full force without giving timely warning. but I am a widows son outlawed and my orders must be obeyed.

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04966-P0000-000001-0050-010-017.jpg 5759

The Queen v. Edward Kelly

Wilful Murder

Copy of statement handed by Defendant to W. Living

Henry F. Gurner Crown Solicitor Melbourne

{{has person name::Ned Kelly|]]

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Has british pounds 1830-19142 £ (150 £approx2009, 304 $AUDapprox2009, 40 shillings, 480 pence) +Purchasing Power and 100 £ (7,500 £approx2009, 15,200 $AUDapprox2009, 2,000 shillings, 24,000 pence) +Purchasing Power
Has coordinates35° 21' 24" S, 145° 43' 51" ELatitude: -35.3567745
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Has date1879 +
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Has person nameNed Kelly +, Edwin Living + and Edward Kelly +
Has record agencyVA 2825 Attorney-General's Department (previously known as the Law Department) +
Has record citationVPRS 4966 Consignment P0 Unit 1 Item 5 Record 1 Document: Jerilderie Letter +
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