"No need to get a bricklayer from the Bay and pay him about eight pound a week," said a man named Arthur O'Hare; "I'm a bricklayer by trade."
"Bully for you," said Grainger; "will you take four pounds a week to put up the furnace and chimney?"
"I'm willing, if my mates are."
"Well, boys, that's pretty well all I have to say. We'll build the roasting furnace; the c******n will do all the bullocking{*} both at that and the battery, and we'll put on half-a-dozen to help at the new shaft. I'll boss the battery, drive the engine, and do the amalgamating, and you men can go on roasting stone. Every Saturday we'll stop the battery and clean her up, and at the end of every four weeks we'll send the gold to the bank and go shares in the plunder. Now, tell me, what do you think? Do you think it's
