About eleven o'clock
Every digger on the field had dropped work for the day ; all the farmers , and squatters , and country people had come in for miles round on all sides . The Commissioner and all the police were out in full uniform , and from the first moment the hotels were opened in the morning till breakfast time all the bars were full , and the streets crowded with miners and strangers and people that seemed to have come from the ends of the earth . When I saw the mob there was I did n't see so much to be jerran about , as it was fifty to one in favour of any one that was wanted , in the middle of such a muster of queer cattle as was going on at Turon that day . About eleven o'clock every one went out to the course . It was n't more than a mile from town . The first race was n't to be run till twelve ; but long before that time the road was covered with horsemen , traps of every kind and sort , every horse and mare in the whole district . Most of the miners went in four-horse coaches and ` buses that were plying all day long from the town and back ; very few walked .