Re: Pat Ritter. Books
Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 10:59 pm
'Click Go The Shears' - Page 36:
‘Be seeing you Joe, maybe see you again some other time. Keep out of trouble.’ Constable Fitzgerald shook hands with Joe and left the police station.
The desk sergeant entered details into a charge book. ‘Have you any property to declare?’
Joe shook his head.
‘Constable Thomas,’ the desk sergeant shouted. ‘Can you take this prisoner to the cells.’
Joe accompanied the young constable to a cell block who unlocked the door. ‘Here’s your accommodation. I’ll take these shackles off to make you more comfortable.’
Soon after the leggings and shackles removed Joe felt a relief to be free to walk. He entered the cell similar to the one in Cunnamulla. The cell door locked. A stretcher against the far wall beckoned him.
Settling on the stretcher his mind filled with one question, ‘why did I take the place of Joe Ryan?’ Most of his life he considered his upbringing good resulted by loving parents who always pointed him in the right direction. His love for his mother and father went deeper than the normal love for a parent. Memory of his mother slaving over a hot stove, baking bread, preparing meals, washing in a copper in the heat of day, reflected her work ethics. His thoughts went to a city born child, lived in Brisbane, and always wanted to travel west to be a shearer. Since his childhood memories, his deepest desire to become a shearer took over all other thoughts.
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‘Be seeing you Joe, maybe see you again some other time. Keep out of trouble.’ Constable Fitzgerald shook hands with Joe and left the police station.
The desk sergeant entered details into a charge book. ‘Have you any property to declare?’
Joe shook his head.
‘Constable Thomas,’ the desk sergeant shouted. ‘Can you take this prisoner to the cells.’
Joe accompanied the young constable to a cell block who unlocked the door. ‘Here’s your accommodation. I’ll take these shackles off to make you more comfortable.’
Soon after the leggings and shackles removed Joe felt a relief to be free to walk. He entered the cell similar to the one in Cunnamulla. The cell door locked. A stretcher against the far wall beckoned him.
Settling on the stretcher his mind filled with one question, ‘why did I take the place of Joe Ryan?’ Most of his life he considered his upbringing good resulted by loving parents who always pointed him in the right direction. His love for his mother and father went deeper than the normal love for a parent. Memory of his mother slaving over a hot stove, baking bread, preparing meals, washing in a copper in the heat of day, reflected her work ethics. His thoughts went to a city born child, lived in Brisbane, and always wanted to travel west to be a shearer. Since his childhood memories, his deepest desire to become a shearer took over all other thoughts.
TO DOWNLOAD THIS BOOK CLICK ONTO THIS LINK: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/497192.