I look back to a happy childhood.

The Town Clerkship, however, was the means of giving me a lesson in electoral methods.

Probably my mother’s life was prolonged beyond that of a long-lived family by her coming to Australia in middle life; and if I ever had any tendency to consumption, the climate must have helped me.

Even before the discovery of copper South Australia had turned the corner.

The first issue of The Register was printed in London, and gave a glowing account of the province that was to be – its climate, its resources, the sound principles on which it was founded.

My brothers went to the parish school, one of the best in the county.

After the break up of the municipality and the loss of his income my father lost health and spirits.

Our South Australian farmers left their holdings in the hands of their wives and children too young to take with them, but almost all of them returned to grow grain and produce to send to Victoria.

South Australia was the first community to give the secret ballot for political elections.

Drinking habits were very prevalent among men, and were not in any way disgraceful, unless excessive.

I count myself well educated, for the admirable woman at the head of the school which I attended from the age of four and a half till I was thirteen and a half, was a born teacher in advance of her own times.

A glass of whisky in Scotland in the thirties cost less than a cup of tea.

My return to London introduced me to a wider range of society.

I had seen Adelaide the dearest and the cheapest place to live in.

Nothing is insignificant in the history of a young community, and – above all – nothing seems impossible.

I look back to a happy childhood.

I had only two offers of marriage in my life, and I refused both.

I had learned what wealth was, and a great deal about production and exchange for myself in the early history of South Australia – of the value of machinery, of roads and bridges, and of ports for transport and export.

As we grew to love South Australia, we felt that we were in an expanding society, still feeling the bond to the motherland, but eager to develop a perfect society, in the land of our adoption.

My pamphlet did not set the Torrens on fire.

I think I was well brought up, for my father and mother were of one mind regarding the care of the family.