it was accepted, the street kid asked for money and usually an argument would erupt. During the fracas, another gang member would pick the gentleman’s pocket or steal the lady’s handbag and run off.
A more common but unsophisticated scam was begging in the street. The gang usually seconded the youngest boys and girls to perform this task.
The older boys tended to work in pairs. One would distract the victim while the other pickpocketed the gentleman’s wallet.
All in all, the gang made enough to survive. They slept in the Botanical Gardens, finding shelter in the rotundas that were located around the gardens.
Gordon was happy for he no longer was beaten or sexually abused and kept company with kids that came from similar backgrounds.
General George
Chapter 13
England is a Nation of Shopkeepers Napoleon Bonaparte
August 1860
George and John had exhausted the gold from the shaft and the Banshees had been successful in laundering all the stolen gold through the mine. It was now time to close it down, though it had earned the reputation as the most lucrative gold mine on the Victorian goldfields. As soon as they walked away, there was a rush to secure a claim from expectant diggers.
George had decided to use his share of the loot to open a large general store on the main street of Ballarat, Lydiard Street.
He simply called it “Georges”. It was a triple fronted two-storey store, stocking everything from miner’s supplies to women and men’s clothing, kitchen equipment and furniture. From the beginning, George ensured the business lived up to its motto of Quod facimus, Valde facimus (What we do, We do well)
Georges became the place to shop in Ballarat. It was profitable from year one.
After the fourth year of operation, George decided to open another store this time in Melbourne. He leased a beautiful building in Collins Street right in the middle of the “top end of town”.
George had gone from being a gold miner left penniless by his crooked partner to high society retail magnate. His social status in Melbourne society was at an all-time high and the young society women showed significant interest in this confirmed bachelor.
One young lady, Mary Branson, caught George’s attention. She was a beautiful redhead with steel blue eyes and alabaster skin. She had been well schooled at Queens Girls Grammar and could hold an interesting conversation.
George decided if he was ever to marry, this was the woman he would commit his life to.
The Governor’s Ball was to be held at Government House on December 1, 1868. George was delighted to receive an invitation. He wrote a letter to Mary and got his butler to hand deliver it to her residence in Toorak where she lived with her parents and younger brother Arthur.
Mary’s mother Anne answered the door and took the letter. The butler waited for an answer.
Anne called, ‘Mary, come downstairs dear! There’s a letter for you, hand delivered I’ll have you know.’
‘Who from, Mother?’ Mary called back.
‘I don’t know. You’ll have to open it and see.’
The young beauty descended the stairs and took the letter from her mother. She opened it while the butler and Anne looked on.
November 1, 1868
My Dear Mary,
I would be honoured if you accompanied me to The Governor’s Ball on the night of December 1.
Could I ask you to either accept or reject my invitation by writing your answer on this card.
My butler will return it to me.
Yours Sincerely
George Griffith
Mary asked for a pen and wrote:
I would be delighted to partner you to the ball, George.
Thank you
Mary
Mary handed the envelope to George’s butler who bowed his head and departed.
She described to her mother the contents of the letter, rather excited as George was one of the most eligible and richest bachelors in Melbourne.
December 1, 1868
Mary was almost ready when George’s carriage pulled up outside the Branson home in St Georges Road Toorak. He was asked by the maid to wait in the foyer of the magnificent house. Mary’s father entered and introduced himself as Sir Frederick Branson. As it happened, Sir Frederick was being quite informal as he could have introduced himself as Chief Magistrate.
‘So, I believe you’re a shopkeeper, George?’
‘Yes, sir I suppose I am.’ George mentioned his store and its address.
‘I’ve been inside your establishment. Very impressive I must say. How’s business?’
‘Beyond all my expectations sir, as is the Ballarat Emporium.’
‘Oh, so you have two shops?’
‘Yes, sir, I began in Ballarat, and after four years of profitable trading, I decided to open the Collins Street store.’
‘Excellent. Well here she is, looking as splendid as ever.’
Mary glided into the foyer as though she was on ice. Her hair was arranged up with a diamond tiara and she looked beautiful in her emerald green ball gown. George was so totally captivated the only word he could utter was ‘hello’.
‘You two have a very enjoyable time if you get to meet the governor, say hello from me,’ said Mary’s father.
The handsome young couple walked down the front steps and into their waiting carriage for the short trip to Government House.
Once seated in the carriage, George began to relax and conversed freely with the red headed beauty. The carriage made its way down the long gravel driveway, pulling up outside the impressive building. Two footmen assisted them out of the carriage and they were ushered into the Grand Ballroom where other distinguished guests were present drinking champagne and talking among themselves.
Soon after they arrived and were offered a glass of champagne, the governor, John Henry Thomas Manners-Sutton, 3rd Viscount Canterbury GCMG KCB, together with his wife Georgiana entered the room. Once they were announced, they began to mingle with their guests.
Eventually, the Governor and his wife approached George and Mary and began a conversation.
‘I must say you are a handsome looking couple. May I inquire of your names?’ said the Governor’s wife, Georgiana.
George introduced Mary and himself.
‘So, Mary, your father is the Chief Justice. I know him well but had no idea he had such a beautiful daughter,’ said the Governor.
‘You flatter me, Your Excellency.’
‘And George, it is George isn’t it?’
‘Yes,