The Miner's Right

I AM in Australia at last--actually in Botany Bay, as we called the
colony of New South Wales when Joe Bulder and I first thought of
leaving that dear quiet old Dibblestowe Leys in Mid-Kent. More than
that, I am a real gold digger--very real, indeed--and the holder of a
Miner's Right, a wonderful document, printed and written on parchment,
precisely as follows. I ought to know it by heart, good reason have I
therefor, I and mine. Here it is, life size, in full. Shall I ever
take it out and look at...