Jack is a rather weedy boy (just 18 and yet to come into his full growth), but quite handsome with dark curling hair and quick brown eyes and white teeth when he smiles.

Like most labourers in the colony, his clothes are rather shabby, worn and patched, though kept tolerably clean. Most of his meagre possessions are likewise somewhat the worse for wear.

His manner is engaging, as he’s usually smiling and often singing or whistling. And he’s a great one for talking with a lilting brogue to his voice.