Poor Joe Byrne

“Poor Joe Byrne! I see him everywhere in this lovely old town of Beechworth, and in the wild country that surrounds it, perhaps riding down a rocky hillside or cantering across a gully or hiding his hunted body behind a tree. If only he had stayed with his old mother and not gone to the help of his mate…But what is the use of iffing?”

The Herald, December 9, 1933.

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