CHAPTER XXXIII

AUSTRALIA ONCE MORE

Sydney once more—Visit Mangalore—Select land for house near Melbourne—My

War Medal

AFTER a rather long and stormy passage we reached Sydney on the 4th

June. An old servant of mine came on board at once, and from him I heard

that my dear wife and children were all quite well and at Parramatta, so

I at once wrote to her to announce my arrival, and promised to be with

them in course of the day. I then hurried on shore and found a steamer

starting for my home. There were many passengers on board who recognized

me and who knew my wife, and from them I had the most delightful and

cheering accounts of my family. Two anxious hours took us to Parramatta,

and as we approached the wharf my house was pointed out to me on the

opposite side of the river, and also my dear wife and children hurrying

down to the bank to meet me, and my son Acland was seen by some of the

passengers on the wharf waiting to greet me. When he was pointed out to

me I said, “Quite impossible—that cannot be my boy!” but before I had

time to say another word he made a run, and a spring on to our deck, and

in an instant was in my arms. My joy and delight were so great that for

some seconds I could not speak. He was so grown, so handsome, well, and

cheerful. It will be remembered I left him on his bed of sickness, most

alarmingly ill; it was doubtful, indeed, if I should ever see him again.

He then pointed out his mother and sisters anxiously waiting for us, so

off we hurried. Our meeting was full of joy and thanksgiving. With the

exception of my eldest daughter, Mary, I did not know one of them. So

changed were they during the four years of my absence, that had I met

them anywhere else I could not in any way have recognized them.

We went home and talked and talked, for we had much to say and no end of

inquiries to make. Days and days passed before we became regularly

composed and quietly settled down. I spent nearly a year with my wife

and children, going occasionally to Sydney for a change, and to attend

public and private parties and to dine at Government House. In December

of that year my wife accompanied me in a steamer from Sydney to

Melbourne for the purpose of visiting our station on the Goulburn River

and determining whether it was advisable to settle down permanently in

or near Melbourne. My health had by this time greatly improved, and I

was getting over my lameness. The long sea journey from Calcutta had

done me much good, and I became stronger daily. We started from

Melbourne in a gig for our station, Mangalore, and after four days’ easy

travelling got there early in January, 1846. My nephew, William

Anderson, was then in charge. When we arrived there was no better

accommodation than a common bark hut, with similar places at a little

distance for the men; but the weather being fine and dry, we thought we

could manage for a short time. My nephew did all he could to make us

comfortable, and with our daily fresh meat and vegetables we fared very

well. We took several drives in different parts of the station, and in a

fortnight began our return journey to Melbourne. On our arrival there we

took lodgings in Queen Street, intending to remain for some time and, if

possible, to select some ground for our future residence.

Our inquiries for ground led me to make the acquaintance of a Mr.

Archibald MacLaughlin, a wealthy merchant of Melbourne, who took us one

morning to look at the land and site upon which my happy home, “Fairlie

House,” now stands, the adjoining land having been previously purchased

by himself. The situation we at once thought beautiful, though then

rough and without any house near it, or any signs or traces of the fine

roads, streets, and houses which are now so near and all around it.

However, after due consideration and visiting many other localities, I

made up my mind to wait on his Honour Mr. La Trobe and request I might

be allowed a special sale by auction of the land; he was the

superintendent of the Port Phillip district, and subsequently

lieutenant-governor of our colony of Victoria. He received me very

kindly, but said at once that he could not grant my request; that it was

quite impossible that he could do so. I then spoke of my claims on the

Government as an old officer and as the late superintendent for many

years at Norfolk Island, but all to no purpose. He said he could not do

it, and that he could make no distinction. I now remembered I had a

letter from Mr. Deas Thompson, the Colonial Secretary at Sydney,

expressing the readiness of the governor, Sir George Gipps, to assist me

in every way in getting land in the Port Phillip district, as he

understood I had thought of removing my family there. He read it, and,

turning round, said with a smile, “Oh, this alters the question; I shall

be glad to grant you a special sale by auction. Send me your application

and name a day.”

With this assurance I returned to my wife, and we agreed (as we had to

return to Sydney) to leave all to Mr. MacLaughlin, and request him, as

my agent, to send in the application and name a day for the sale. He

kindly consented to do all this, and if successful at the sale to draw

upon me for the amount. In a few days we left in the _Shamrock_ steamer

for Sydney, and after a pleasant passage were soon again with our

children at Parramatta.

The next mail from England brought me my Order of the Bath and the

long-expected War Medal with the four clasps for Maida, Talavera,

Busaco, and Fuentes d’Onoro. This last gratifying distinction was for

many long years objected to and opposed by the Duke of Wellington, but

as often urged and recommended as a right and just acknowledgment by his

late Royal Highness the Duke of York, and also by many peers and persons

of distinction, for services in all parts of the world by the British

army during the previous half-century. It was not till the year 1844

that the late Duke of Richmond brought the subject before the House of

Lords, and, on his Grace’s able showing, his motion was carried by a

large majority, who recommended her Majesty to be pleased to grant to

each regiment and corps her royal permission to bear on their colours

and appointments the name of any victory in which they had been engaged

since 1793, and for the officers and men to wear a silver medal

suspended from a red ribbon with blue edge, and clasp thereon for every

battle or action, showing the name of every such victory. The officers

of the army were so grateful to the Duke of Richmond for this service

that committees were formed in London and in many of our principal towns

in England, and in all foreign stations, for the purpose of getting up a

subscription for a suitable testimonial in plate for his Grace, as a

humble acknowledgment from the officers of the British army of the

gratifying and very acceptable services he had rendered them. A large

sum was collected, and a service of plate purchased and presented.

My next good news was a letter from Mr. MacLaughlin stating that at

the auction he had most fortunately been able to secure for me the

land I had selected. We were indeed glad, as its position is

delightful—overlooking the Botanical Gardens and the Government House

domain, and with exquisite views of the bay on one side, and of

Richmond, Kew, and the distant hills on the other. I at once wrote to

my brother, who was in London, to send me the framework of a wooden

house, on the plan of the Norfolk Island Government House, which he

used to admire.

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