“The old town was dead when I went there’'. The houses were still standing, and the fruit trees still growing around them. But doors were broken in and the windows. There’s nothing of it left now except one big Norfolk Island Pine by the water there, a long mound which they say was a baker’s shop, and a few tumbled stones on the beach that look as if a pier may have been there.” ”Jervis Bay in a wonderful big stretch, 8 or 10 miles across. Just to the south of it is another beautiful basin, St Georges Basin, nearly landlocked, but not very deep. It opens into Wreck Bay.” ”It’s well called Wreck Bay. The old lighthouse used to be on South Head, where it could not be well seen, and ship after ship made into Wreck Bay by mistake. I remember the Walter Hood – an Aberdeen clipper she was – went down with almost all hands on a reef there one awful night. That same storm swept away the farm land on the Shoalhaven River. I saw the black mud spread over the flats there, and men prodding it with sticks to find the bodies. The Corangamite and the Rose of Australia were lost there too; and the juniper, coming round with wine; her hull use to wash out occasionally and get covered again. The Plutus – she was wrecked off North Head.” ”As for a railway from inland to the coast, there is no road running to Old Huskisson. The Old Wool Road used to come down there from Braidwood. I suppose the old teams bought the wool that way over the Jerrawangala Gap – I think it was – and across to Wandandian and St Georges Basin; and from there to Huskisson, But the Old Wool Road is overgrown now; I doubt if you could follow it through the farm lands there. One or two of the piles of the old wool stores still remain – that’s all.” |
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