Aaron Sherritt, Andrew Goerge Scott, Australia, Ben Hall, Bill Skillion, Bushranger, C.C. Rawlins, Captain Moonlight, Captain Thunderbolt, Captain Waldo, Constable Fitzpatrick, Constable Hall, Constable Lonigan, Constable Scanlon, Dan Kelly, Dan Morgan, Frank Gardiner, Frederick Wordsworth Ward, Glenrowan, Glenrowan Hotel, Harry Power, Inn, Joe Byrne, John Fuller, John Jones, Johnny Gilbert, Kate Kelly, Martin Cash, Martin Cherry, Matha Jones, McBean, Mrs. Jones, Ned Kelly, Sergeant Michael Kennedy, Steve Har, The National Archives of Australia, The Victoria Institute of Forensic Medicine
I survived to stand trial and was charged with the murder of Sergeant Kennedy, Constable Scanlan and Lonigan. Of course they overlooked a few and I was not about to brag about them; no matter how much I wanted to. They threw in the murder of Aaron Sherritt even though they knew I didn’t pull the trigger.
With all the evidence and witnesses to murder I thought they may overlook the bank robberies. But no – – – they were still somewhat miffed about Glenrowwan. So they threw everything they could at me including a pile of minor charges.
Prison food wasn’t all that bad.
You can see in this sketch that I had a little more meat on my bones than I do now.
I was sentenced to death by hanging by Irish-born Lord Justice Redmond Barry.
Several rather heated exchanges between me and the judge took place during the trial.
Finally, after sentencing the Judge, who thought he was better than me, said “May God have mercy on your soul.”
I answered “I will go a little further than that, and say I will see you there when I go.”
I just didn’t realize it would be so soon.
They hung me on 11 November 1880 at the Melbourne Gaol.
The good judge died a week or so later; 23 November.
I would rather not dwell on this part of my story so come back for the best part.