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I said : "As soon as I have had something to 

 eat "■ — having been wasting hard — " I will come 

 round." 



When I arrived, they had started the game. 

 Jackson had won the toss, and gone in and scored 

 five runs. I no sooner saw him than I said to 

 George : 



" What did you tell me he was going to play with ?" 



He said : " A broomstick." 



" Do you call that a broomstick ?" was my reply. 



(It was an ordinary-sized hedge-stake, trimmed 

 flat at the bottom, about two feet high, and from two 

 to two and a half inches wide.) 



Fordham said : "He would not play with any- 

 thing else." 



Although what Jackson called his broomstick was 

 as good as most country bats, the match had gone 

 too far for me to make any objection, which I 

 certainly should have done had I been there when 

 they started. Jackson had got his eye in, and had 

 scored about twelve runs, when George turned to 

 me, and said : 



''What shall I do, Cus ?" 



I directly told him to send him some nice easy 

 ones for him to hit, but on no account to try to bowl 

 him out. The match took place in a small paddock 



