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an enthusiastic gardener and fruitgrower, and lectured on these subjects, but the contrast
between the environs of Adelaide and those of Sydney and Melbourne were striking, and
Mr. Wilson never lost an opportunity of calling on the Victorian Legislature and the
Victorian public to develop their own wonderful resources. When you take gold out of
the ground there is less gold to win. When you grow golden grain or ruddy grapes this
year you may expect as much and as good next year. My brother David went with the
thousands to buy their fortunes at the diggings, but my brother John stuck to the Bank of
South Australia. My brother-in-law's subscribers and his printers had gone off and left
him woefully embarrassed. He went to Melbourne. My friend John Taylor left his sheep
in the wilderness and came to Adelaide to the aid of The Register. He had been engaged
to Sophia Stephens, who died, and her father John Stephens also died soon after; and Mr.
Taylor shouldered the management of the paper until the time of stress was over.
When Andrew Murray obtained employment on The Argus as commercial editor, he left
his twice-a-week newspaper in the charge of Mr. W. W. Whitridge, my brother John, and
myself. If anything was needed to be written on State aid to religion I was to do it, as Mr.
Whitridge was opposed to it. This lasted three months. The next quarter there were no
funds for the editor. so John and I carried it on, and then let it die. At that time I believed
in State aid, which had been abolished by the first elected Parliament of South Australia,
although that Parliament consisted of one-third nominees pledged to vote for its