It is but half an hour since Mr. Austin gave me a call & handed to me an exceedingly kind note from you. I have felt your kindness the more as my conscience (some men do bring consciences with them to New South Wales!) tells me that I deserve but little remembrance at your hand. And what is worse still, when I reach home I find Mrs La Trobe employed in scanning the literary treasures with which you have covered our table & undertaking to make me blush by telling me openly, that I do not merit to possess such kind and considerate friends as yourself. That I grant, & also that I have in the worry & bustle of public duty during the last 18 months neglected many an opportunity of communication with my personal friends in Europe. I hope however that I am not too old to mend. And now having eaten ‘humble pie’ let me thank you in my wife's name as well as my own for your gifts, & gratification which the sight of so much fresh reading gives us in our exile. You, my dear Sir, have I believe never been transported 1600 miles from civilization & cannot imagine what it is to be cast so far beyond the reach of the thousand daily means of improvement & enjoyment which they possess who breath[e] the air of Europe: you therefore cannot know the pleasure we experience when we feel that tho’ so far removed, there is still a chain connecting us with the ‘old countries’ which vibrates occasionally & proves to us that we are at least upon the surface of the same planet with our kind & kindred. I have called our present position
Exile, and so it is to all intents and purposes. We may be contented with it but still we look forward steadily towards its termination some bright day. I hope that you have never done us the despite to count us as emigrants. No, no, I do not exactly say that I would rather be hung in England than die in Australia; but still I deprecate the latter event if so please God. Some people certainly emigrate to these outlandish countries with all their wits about them; a great many leave theirs at home & perhaps are just as well off here without them, for any use that they can make of the finer portion, in that scramble general for fortune which is going on here. A wight whose body & mind are both cased in stout corduroy finds here a far more congenial element, than he who is garbed in more polite but more perishable
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materials exteriorly, & endowed with more cultivated & sensitive tastes & tendencies interiorly & I do not doubt that this will be a great country some future day & a fit residence & retreat for — who shall I say — Lord Normanby himself, but that will not be in my time. — The mechanic & the labouring man & men of a better class who have much to gain & little to lose & who are young enough to battle the watch with the hope of being able to stand up again & go forward after having been knocked down once or twice — let them come out in shoals, we are very glad to see them — & the country will suit them. The more that come the sooner it will become fit for those of higher classes. It is truly a singular position to be transported into. Society is of course as you may suppose in its infancy — the arts & sciences are unborn — nature herself seems to be only in her swaddling clothes — the natives for their part look like a race of beings that was never intended to be swaddled at all — & you are almost surprised at discovering that he or she is not marsupial like the majority of the other wild animals upon the same uncouth continent. The main interest here in everything consists in the oddity; & odd enough everything is if that be your taste, but there is but little variety, & one soon tires in looking at any monstrosity. Meanwhile English & I should say British perseverance & industry are effecting their usual marvels & in spite of many disadvantages the Colony of Port Phillip is advancing physically with extraordinary rapidity — this may be gathered from the public prints maugre their lies & their fustian. My position thus far has been a singular one & not without its difficulties, but I have scrambled forward with as good courage as I could muster — not troubling myself much about difficulties that might be in advance but just grappling with that of today, sometimes removing it according to rule & square, & sometimes jumping over it.
My people are rapidly increasing in number. A goodnatured, busy, speculative impatient set, giving me 3 cheers one day, & abusing me like a pickpocket another; with equally poor reasons for their praise or their blame. Recent intelligence from home seems to point to the probability of the Colony being separate from N South Wales before long. And now my dear Sir what must I tell you of notre interieur. Mrs La Trobe has not been overstrong since her arrival in these regions of the globe, tho’ enjoying good general health. I am not quite sure that standing with the head downward (as you know we are all obliged to do here) suits the female constitution. One gets wonderfully used to it however after the first months trial! My little girl still forms my whole stock of jewellery & a very amusing little soul she is, a little poetic & selfwilled nevertheless: however I am a good disciplinarian & have no doubt but I shall make an overly sensible woman of her in time. We live in tolerable tranquillity despite the preeminence — in a pretty cottage about a mile out of Melbourne, which is really becoming a town. Of course I am at my office certain hours in every day, but enjoy my home so much the more when I come back to it. There is a sprinkling of exceedingly pleasant people in the Colony but they become so scattered that we only see them occasionally — so that putting a weekly dinner party (gentlemen) on is out of the question. We could not be more
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quiet than we are. I had the common sense to start at once with the determination, that whatever my supposed position & liabilties might be, as long as H. M. Govt. neither gave me a house nor the means to keep an open one, I would not pretend to do so to please the little world around. A man with a fortune
may spend it & ruin himself to please people if he thinks proper — but having no fortune I could not even do that. Consequently I drew my line at once — parties arriving in the Colony with letters from any dear friends I welcome with all my heart &
show them the attention in my power; while to gentlemen who arrive with lithographed letters of recommendation from the Colonial Office pronouncing their eulogy in set phrase & form I
show the door. Que faire! I want to get back in due time to see you again in Albemarle Street & to see something that dates further back than the year 1834. What you wrote to me of Fellowes doings in Asia Minor quite made my heart ache. When shall I discover an ancient city! or see one. Many thanks for the information you give us of Mrs Murray & your amiable Signoritas. Pray call Mrs La Trobe & myself to their remembrance & tell them that our good wishes for their health & happiness are not the less sincere because they are sent from such a distance. To my friend John I will send my second offering this my first being sent to his Sire. I wish to know from himself what he is about. What is Mr Lockhart doing? To Brockedon I write — he must have been under a strange conjunction of the heavenly signs Mercury being the dominant power:- there he is, just as usual planning & patenting & painting, a thousand irons in the fire! modelling, moulding, medalling — marrying! Long life to him. I close my scrawl on 29th Dec. just in time to wish you & yours a Happy New Year which I do most heartily. God alone knows what he has in store for us. All your kind gifts are much to our taste — & the
Nos of the Quarterly very welcome to us, as we keep our principles warm in the perusal & see what is going on in the world. I quarrel however with some unfortunate Stitcher of Mr Clownes establishment who in No CXXVII has given me, no
sheet Q & 2
sheet R, leaving me quite in doubt what I ought
to say or believe on that most important subject the ‘Household Question'! I dare not begin upon Politics, but I ask a thousand times after the arrival of European Intelligence. How will all this end? — And now, my dear Mr Murray, believe that on this side of the world, people have warm hearts as well as in your own, & that we are not tempted to forget those who like yourself have always treated us with kindness & great indulgence. Your worthy friend Sir John Franklin now & then writes me a friendly line, & is quite well. Lady F. is off to Adelaide. Ross, off to the South Pole. We have not seen him.