Despatch from the Special Correspondent of the Argus, Ballarat, filed 4th December 1854. Published Melbourne, 6th December 1854.
BALLARAT — It was over in forty minutes. That is the military fact. At three o'clock in the morning of Sunday the third, a force of three hundred soldiers and mounted troopers under Captain Thomas surrounded the Eureka Stockade and carried it by assault. The rebels numbered perhaps two hundred, armed with rifles, pikes, and improvised bayonets. Thirty are dead. One hundred and fourteen are prisoners. The Southern Cross flag, blue on blue, was pulled down and trampled before seven o'clock.
Those are the facts as the government will report them. I intend to report something else.
I was at the Stockade on the evening of Saturday the second. The men there were not brigands or communists or the tools of foreign agitators, as the colonial press has described them. They were miners: Irish, Italian, German, American, English. They had been paying a monthly licence fee of thirty shillings for the right to dig for gold on their own claim, enforceable by police who could demand to see the licence at any moment and arrest any man found without it. There was no political representation, no appeal, no mechanism of redress. When they burned their licences at the Monster Meeting on the twenty-ninth of November and swore the oath under the Southern Cross, they were doing what men do when there is no other available remedy: they were refusing.
Thomas Francis Meagher addressed the assembly on the Saturday evening. I have seen him speak before — I covered his trial in Clonmel in 1848, before his transportation, before his escape to this colony — and I can report that he has not diminished. He said, in part:
"The men who built this stockade were called surplus. I was there when Parliament said it. I was there when the clause passed and the land was stripped, and the ships came, and two million people arrived on the other side of the world. They called us surplus. We built a country with our surplus hands and our surplus lives, and now a colonial government tells us our surplus labour will fund their convenience and we will have no voice in the spending of it.
"They are going to come for us tomorrow. I will not tell you otherwise. What I will tell you is this: what happens here tomorrow is not the end of anything. It is the proof of something. They told us our lives did not count. We are counting."
The soldiers came in the dark. The fight lasted forty minutes.
Meagher was not taken. I do not know, as I write this, where he is.
Peter Lalor, who commanded the rebel defences, was wounded in the left arm, which was later amputated. He is in the custody of sympathisers and his location is not known to the authorities. Thirteen men are charged with high treason.
The jury will acquit them. I am certain of this. I am certain because I have been in this country long enough to know what it has become, and I know that the men sitting on those juries were on the goldfields, and some of them burned their licences at the Monster Meeting, and the government will discover, when it tries to make an example of Peter Lalor and his companions, that it has miscalculated the arithmetic of what it is dealing with.
They thought they were dealing with a mining dispute.
They are dealing with the people they called surplus.
The thirteen prisoners charged with high treason were acquitted by jury in February 1855. The licence fee was abolished. The goldfields were given political representation. The Eureka flag became the symbol of Australian labour and republican democracy. Meagher emerged from hiding in March 1855.