At head of poem:
Constable. Who are you, pray?
Traveller. I am Government-man to Sir George Gipps.
Constable. Where are you going?
Traveller. I am going to Illawarra to ketch votes for master.
Constable. Pass on; but mind ye, fellow, your pass is only to fourteen days.
Traveller. Aye, aye, Sir. Police Report.