George Ogilvy Preshaw, Banking Under Difficulties (1888)
“ One of the diggers near, espying my bespattered comrade in distress, called out, ‘Hullo mate, what’s the row?’ ‘Got license,’ grumbles out the Red Hill digger. ‘Can’t you get bail,’ sings out the charitable minded questioner. ‘Not I,’ returns the other, ‘or I shouldn’t be without a license.’ No more ado, but into his tent walks he of the charitable mind, and out he shortly comes and walking straight up to my fellow captive, thrusts into his brawny hand five £1 notes, saying, ‘There's the bail money,’ and off he walked. ‘Know you that man?’ said I to my astonished mate in misfortune. ”
