Gundagai Report The Sydney Morning
Herald 22 July 1845 |
Gundagai.
July 12. As
so long a period has elapsed since you were called upon for postage to the
debit of "Correspondence"
from this interesting portion of Her Majesty's dominions, yourselves and
readers had doubtless formed an idea that the fates had consigned the village
and its penny-a-liner (meaning myself) to a lasting oblivion beneath the
turbid waters of the beautiful but aggravating Murrumbidgee! Not so, however.
A
long absence from the district has caused my communications to be "few and far between" latterly;
but a passing visit, just now, affords me the opportunity of, convincing my
friends that I am still "alive and
kicking," and preventing the step you had (as I am confidently
informed) adopted, of "coming out"
in crape. The
weather just now is serenely beautiful, but much rain has fallen latterly. The
country looks well, and Dame Nature is exhibiting in one of her most interesting
passages: placed between gloomy, hoary-headed Winter, and bright, blooming,
smiling Spring, she is easting off the old grey garb of the one to adopt the
verdant flowery mantle of the other dashing away the icicles with her left
hand, and grasping the budding wreathes with the right. To
be plain, Spring smiles in the valleys, and Winter scowls upon the hills.
There will doubtless be an abundant supply of grass this summer. The
late rains caused strong symptoms of hydrophobia to exhibit themselves in Gundagai. The river was much swollen, and
broke in upon the flat by a creek which intersects the site of the village. A "city
of refuge" is preparing, at the foot of Mount Parnassus, to receive
the persons, goods, and chattels, of wise calculating men, who, having been
before washed out, and compelled to the necessity of transforming their
roof's into wharfs, to which punts were moored to receive them when all else
failed-and who, besides, have not the remotest desire to take lessons in
navigation at this time of day-are determined, and properly, to profit by
experience, and have accordingly erected places of security to fly to when
the floods cover the land. Such
is the alarm caused by heavy rain, or a using of the river, that I really
should not be surprised if the coming generation of Gundagaians
were web-footed-at any rate, they ought to be. A
most distressing occurrence took place within a mile of this a few evenings
since, by which Mr. Peter Stuckey, of Long Reach, is a severe sufferer. The
parties on the station had retired to rest only a few minutes, when they were
aroused by a crackling sound, as of fire, and on rushing out discovered the
barn, which was also a wool-shed, enveloped in flames. There
being a large quantity of wheat within the building, the fire raged with so
great fury that no possibility of saving it existed, and ultimately it was
reduced to ashes. The
loss is very great to the proprietor. A suspicion exists in the minds of some
that it was an act of incendiarism; but, from all
the facts I could collect, I consider it attributable to the carelessness of
some bullock drivers who were encamped in the neighbourhood,
and who went into the barn for straw for their bullocks - doubtless with
their never-failing accompaniment, a lighted pipe. The
mill, which we hoped would have been in operation ere this, is not likely to
be completed. The
dam has been washed away, and some damage done to other matters, which,
combined with limited funds, will prevent the proprietor from completing it. A
mill is badly wanted, and any one understanding the business of a miller
could not fail to realise an independency in
Gundagai. The
rise in the prices of stock has had the effect of stopping the operations of
the boiling establishment in this district. Many parties are up from Port
Phillip, purchasing sheep and cattle: for the former 8s. is
offered, and for the latter £1. Ewes have been sold at 7s. 6d.,
but the sellers are now dissatisfied. Good ewes will very soon realise 10s, and mixed cattle 20s. Horses are low. It
is cheering to note the improvement in the value of stock; and, from the
competition in this district, prices are likely to rise rapidly here. Wages
do not appear to suffer any change here. £14 to £15 is the highest given, the
average being from £13 to £14. The
new Squinting Regulations have caused a universal and extraordinary "sensation" among all classes, and
every shepherd's hut is converted into a council chamber, where much more
rebellious matter is evaporated than I choose to condense here. The
country is quiet. No robberies or offences of any kind appear to disturb it. Wheat
is abundant, mid cheap. Mr. C. O'Brien, of Yass, is about erecting a mill at
the Tumut River: pity we cannot persuade him to do it on the Murrumbidgee! The
blackleg has visited the cattle this season, and many calves have fallen
victims to it: it has not disappeared entirely. My
budget is exhausted-and here endeth this epistle. |