Eliza Deacon, although evidently much admired by her husband was not the sort of person the police wanted sleeping drunk in the street and packed her off accordingly. I love the terms used in this article. She is described as ‘a”dicky” looking specimen of feminine beauty’ and ‘an idle and disorderly bit of crinoline’. Nasty! Her drink of choice was apparently Tooth’s. Tooth’s were well-known brewers in New South Wales at the time and you can still buy a drink from the company if you can find a can of KB Lager in a bottle shop. I love the name of one of the overseers of her (supposed) happy union, the Rev Theoliphus Tightknot.
Billy Johnson with his sticky ‘bird-lime fingers’ could have picked a better place that in the police court to borrow a pongee fogle. A pongee is not, as its name suggests, a smelly hankie but a soft thin cloth woven from raw silk. Justice was meted out with startling rapidity in Billy’s case with a sentence of three months hard labour. He didn’t even get a chance to blow his nose.