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The Children Are Taught More Of The Meanest State In Europe Than Of The Country They Are Born And Bred In, Despite The Singularity Of Its Characteristics, The Interest Of Its History, The Rapidity Of Its Advance, And The Stupendous Promise Of Its Future.

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.

We Shall Never Be Understood Or Respected By The English Until We Carry Our Individuality To Extremes, And By Asserting Our Independence, Become Of Sufficient Consequence In Their Eyes To Merit A Closer Study Than They Have Hitherto Accorded Us.

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

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?