He had been in parliament, and wanted too again; but the men mistrusted him as Thompson, M.P., though they swore by him as old Baldy Thompson the squatter. His hobby was politics, and his politics were badly boxed. When he wasn't cursing the banks and government he cursed the country. He cursed the Labour leaders at intervals6, and seemed to think that he could run the unions better than they could. Also, he seemed to think that he could run parliament better than any premier7. He was generally voted a hard case, which term is mostly used in a kindly8 sense out back.
He was always grumbling9 about the country. If a shearer or rouseabout was good at argument, and a bit of a politician, he hadn't to slave much at Thompson's shed, for Baldy would argue with him all day and pay for it.
“I can't put on any more men,” he'd say to travellers. “I can't put on a lot of men to make big cheques when there's no money in the bank to pay 'em—and I've got all I can do to get tucker for the family. I shore nothing but burrs and grass-seed last season, and it didn't pay carriage. I'm just sending away a flock of sheep now, and I won't make threepence a head on 'em. I had twenty thousand in the bank season before last, and now I can't count on one. I'll have to roll up my swag and go on the track myself next.”
“All right, Baldy,” they'd say, “git out your blooming swag and come along with us, old man; we'll stick to you and see you through.”
“I swear I'd show you round first,” he'd reply. “Go up to the store and get what rations10 you want. You can camp in the huts to-night, and I'll see you in the morning.”
But most likely he'd find his way over after tea, and sit on his heels in the cool outside the hut, and argue with the swagmen about unionism and politics. And he'd argue all night if he met his match.
The track by Baldy Thompson's was reckoned as a good tucker track, especially when a dissolution of parliament was threatened. Then the guileless traveller would casually11 let Baldy know that he'd got his name on the electoral list, and show some interest in Baldy's political opinions, and oppose them at first, and finally agree with them and see a lot in them—be led round to Baldy's way of thinking, in fact; and ultimately depart, rejoicing, with a full nose-bag, and a quiet grin for his mate.
One New Year the shearers—shearing stragglers—roused him in the dead of night and told him that the shed was on fire. He came out in his shirt and without his wig. He sacked them all there and then, but of course they went to work as usual next morning. There is something sad and pathetic about that old practical joke—as indeed there is with all bush jokes. There seems a quiet sort of sadness always running through outback humour—whether alleged14 or otherwise.
There's the usual yarn12 about a jackaroo mistaking Thompson for a brother rouser, and asking him whether old Baldy was about anywhere, and Baldy said:
“Why, are you looking for a job?”
“Yes, do you think I stand any show? What sort of a boss is Baldy?”
“You'd tramp from here to Adelaide,” said Baldy, “and north to the Gulf15 country, and wouldn't find a worse. He's the meanest squatter in Australia. The damned old crawler! I grafted16 like a nigger for him for over fifty years”—Baldy was over sixty—“and now the old skunk17 won't even pay me the last two cheques he owes me—says the bank has got everything he had—that's an old cry of his, the damned old sneak18; seems to expect me to go short to keep his wife and family and relations in comfort, and by God I've done it for the last thirty or forty years, and I might go on the track to-morrow worse off than the meanest old whaler that ever humped bluey. Don't you have anything to do with Scabby Thompson, or you'll be sorry for it. Better tramp to hell than take a job from him.”
“Well, I think I'll move on. Would I stand any show for some tucker?”
“Him! He wouldn't give a dog a crust, and like as not he'd get you run in for trespass19 if he caught you camping on the run. But come along to the store and I'll give you enough tucker to carry you on.”
He patronized literature and arts, too, though in an awkward, furtive20 way. We remember how we once turned up at the station hard up and short of tucker, and how we entertained Baldy with some of his own ideas as ours—having been posted beforehand by our mate—and how he told us to get some rations and camp in the hut and see him in the morning.
And we saw him in the morning, had another yarn with him, agreed and sympathized with him some more, were convinced on one or two questions which we had failed to see at first, cursed things in chorus with him, and casually mentioned that we expected soon to get some work on a political paper.
And at last he went inside and brought out a sovereign. “Wrap this in a piece of paper and put it in your pocket, and don't lose it,” he said.
But we learnt afterwards that the best way to get along with Baldy, and secure his good will, was to disagree with him on every possible point.
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