The North Eastern Ensign at KellyGang 16/10/1874
VIOLET TOWN
It is popularly supposed that Violettown is going to the dogs. This is a tremendous mistake. Our long straggling township is possessed of vital energy. The fact of there being such a thing as a vigilance committee, whose avowed object it is to eye carefully all local matters and compel even shire councillors to render a reason for their actions, is sufficient evidence that we are not dead, although we may appear to be sleeping. There is Mr Brown's flour mill, a perfect model in its way, with all the working apparatus in splendid condition, and then comes Mr Williams' Commercial Hotel with its comfort and enjoyableness, and most picturesque situation, and next Councillor Linard's lovely garden and grounds, with orange and lemon trees newly imported from Mr Oram's Shepparton.
One of the missing links in Violettown is a place of worship. There is no church of any description. Catholics and Protestants use one building, and that building decidedly not holy. However, religious services are hold in the courthouse, and last Sunday the Venerable Archdeacon Tucker preached a capital sermon from 84th Psalm, verses 3, 5, 7. There is a justifiable row here about the State school, arising from the fast that the plans and specifications for. the: new school are sadly too narrow for the accommodation required, and consequently there is much grumbling.
One of our most enterprising townsmen is certainly Mr Swannell. This gentleman has opened a store at Lake Rowan (or Rowan's Swamp), and the neighborhood is being rapidly settled upon, and there is every probability that a large settlement will be effected at Lake Rowan. It is also rumored that a local paper will be started there.
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