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Francis Edward Story - Letters 1923



November 1923

Alderley
Williams Rd.
Melbourne
November 18th 1923
My dearest Mummy,
You will probably be very surprised at my address but it is quite easily explained.  You must have seen in the papers about these Melb.  riots, police strike & so on - well until yesterday I was a member of the Australian Light Horse Special Constabulary Force, living in barracks & drawing 15/- a day!

These riots broke out a few days before we finished shearing & of course a lot of us wanted to go down & settle the matter!  However Whitehead decided that we must see the shearing through before any of us made a move.  We wired direct to the state Prime Minister offering our services in any capacity whatever & he wired back thanking us.  On the day we finished shearing a wire came through asking for some of us to go down & join the Light Horse as special constables.  Next day, Rohles, Round, Felix, Edge & self came down by the evening train & drove straight to Sturt Street barracks.  We were given coffee & biscuits & blankets & we went to bed straight away.  The riots by this time had simmered down though occasionally little affairs happened in the lower parts of the city.  The S. Co.  all told numbered 8000 including Light Horse, Foot Specials & Motor Specials - some lived in barracks & some at home & all but armed with heavy wooden batons which they were more than ready to use!

I spent just over a week in the Light Horse & it was the funniest experience I have ever had in my life!  There was practically no discipline in the show but somehow the horses were looked after & our beats patrolled.  The officers were regular LH men but they seldom attempted to give an order direct & if they did it was "please" & "thank you" every time!  The men were chiefly recruited from the country with a sprinkling of city lads who acted more or less as guides round the streets.  For the first two days we stayed in barracks hoping for a bit of fun but we got very bored & fed up.  After that I was out almost all day & every night till 11.30.  I used to get put on from the last patrol from midnight till 4.00 AM & walk up the town next morning for a shave, bath & breakfast.  Consequently I missed a good deal of sleep as it was impossible to rest in barracks during the day.  We all lived in one big drill hall & there was always noise, piano, whistling, singing & so on.  Going out on patrol was not a bad fun - two would be together & were given a certain beat to look after out in the suburbs.  These suburbs usually had their local town hall with supper & cakes for specials all night; I subsequently gave up breakfast as an unnecessary luxury & and used to make a good square meal about 3.30 AM!  There was always a prospect of a scrap but I'm afraid I was always ...

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New Treasury Hotel
Spring Street
Melbourne
... fellows.  There was a certain amount of discomfort – the place was filthy dirty, I slept on the floor on a straw paliasse & always in my clothes.  Riding round the streets at 4.00 AM is not one of my favourite amusements, but it had to be done & I was free most of the day to ??? ???  it!  We made friends with our troop officers & we could get leave almost whenever we liked as they knew we would always turn up punctually when wanted.  However it is quite a luxury to get between sheets again & to bath every morning.  On my last patrol I caught a foul cold which will probably spoil my little holiday now.

I started this letter at Mrs Tang's house when I was for lunch.  She is out of town at present but should be back in a few days – she had morning tea with me the other day & has asked me to stay at Titanga for the Camp Tennis Tournament.  Charlie Mitchell (Melba's brother) was also in town as a motor special & Rohles & are a dined with him twice & did a theatre from which we had to leave early for a patrol.

I must off to bed as I hoped a boil out my cold.  I send in another envelope a cartoon from the Sydney Bulletin.
Love to all
Your affectionate son
Teddy


December 1923

Leura Hotel
Camperdown
December 21st 1923
My dearest Mummy,
I am more than glad to hear the Bingfield is sold & that by now you should be out of it - that is the first step to coming out to this part of the world & I hope the next step will be taken as soon as possible.

Our wool was sold on the 13th.  Altogether seven of us were down for it and we were treated like kings!  The all powerful Dalgety & Co.  are our agents & they got us rooms & generally looked after us so we had a most enjoyable & interesting trip.  I spent most of the time with wool - either watching it being sold or going round it on the show floor.  On her first afternoon we were taken over the wool stores by one of the Dalgety's men; we were each given a catalogue & I took copious notes for Whitehead's information.  Next morning I was round there again & met any number of station people also going over their clips.  We were photographed by three different papers & I enclose one it in another envelope.  Two reporters also got hold of me & in an expansive moment I fill them up with a lot of rubbish which I also duly enclose!  In the middle of all this the state governor & party arrived & he had want us to see our wool - we left. During the actual sale I sat in the front row of the onlookers gallery & smoked three Corona cigars & I am glad to say prices justified the expenditure!  Our super ???ing got 37¾d as opposed to 34¼d last year.  Average per lb.  was 28½d & average per bail was over £40 & we had 306 bales so you can see what the gross return will be.  Anyway each of us should be able to put away £200 this year of from wool alone.  Our prices beat Major Currie's and he grows pure Marino and & we also beat all the surrounding comeback stations so we are reasonably proud of our little selves!  I was in Dalgety's until 1130 that night working out the averages and & eventually went to bed dog tired.  I came back next day.

The Xmas festivities have more or less started now - tomorrow I'm off for a bathing picnic at Fellalabad & on Sunday I go to Titanga until Boxing Day.  I then coming here for the tennis tournament & and will stay with Rables at the Cole's place about 15 miles out.  They own Cloven Hills, about 45,000 acres and R.  is playing with the daughter in the tournament.  I am merely there to see fair play! ???  New year's eve Badham, the two Ettrich Currie girls & self go to Ercildoune for a dance & will probably stay the night at a pub in Beaufort; the Langs were also be there so we should be a cheery  party.  After all that I come back to earth again!
Meanwhile our harvesting has begun & we are going hard.  The crop is not good owing to the wet & some of it is musty.  I myself have been fencing lately, hard work in the heat but I want to put up bicep muscles for the tournament.  And we were fencing near our S??? Lake so nothing was easier than to jump in now and then for a swim which was glorious.  I played tennis again at Ettrich last Sunday but played badly - I'm hopelessly out of practice & simply haven't had time for any lately.  
Last night we were out at a very jolly dance as Eddie Clonifold's place "Wind???" & I'm going to have one here in Camp tonight so hence the notepaper!

I haven't heard from Aunt Bessie since I came out here and haven't a notion where she is.

Did I tell you that Spooner has gone back to India - taking with him two horses which he hopes to sell.  It is doubtful if he even comes back.
Love to all
Your affectionate son
Teddy
Please thank Daddy for the £2-2.  The leather jerkin sounds useful thanks awfully for the other things they should arrive soon.



Date1923
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