It Is The Same With Revolution; So

I’ve Never Seen Anyone Rehabilitated By Punishment.

In A Land Where Sport Is Sacred, Where The Labourer Is God, You Must Pander To The People, Make A Hero Of A Clod.

The Old Shepherd Had Died, Or Got Drunk, Or Got Rats, Or Got The Sack, Or A Legacy, Or Got Sane, Or Chucked It, Or Got Lost, Or Found, Or A Wife, Or Had Cut His Throat, Or Hanged Himself, Or Got Into Parliament Or The Peerage Anyway, Anything Had Happened To Him That Can Happen To An Old Shepherd Or Any Other Man In The Bush, And He Wasn't There.

It Is A Matter Of Public Shame That While We Have Now Commemorated Our Hundredth Anniversary, Not One In Every Ten Children Attending Public Schools Throughout The Colonies Is Acquainted With A Single Historical Fact About Australia.

Who Says Australia Offers Not A Home For Every Poor Englishman, Or Any Other Countryman That Finds His Way To Our Shores? And What Sort Of Thanks Do We Get For It?