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Settlers’ Problems

Sir, —The articles on London are interesting and amusing. The same applies here to newcomers. I had an invitation to make my home

here after the first war. The promised farm homestead turned out to be a fourroomed shack, no bath or water tap, or a decent road into the plate. My first meal, taken alone, was two hardboiled eggs, bread and butter, and pot of tea. As this was not set on a table or tray, it was put on the floor around me. Hunger made me accept this offering. Hearing a noise I looked up in the candle-lit room and saw the uwn looking at me through a gaping hole in the roof. What has always been a puzzle to me. was the casual way the soldier and bride were welcomed home.

Taking my British pluck in both bands, I got out in a week. The Digger had intentions of staying. Later the place was burnt to the ground. Debts drove the family out.—Yours, etc., NO ROOM AT THE INN, July 9, 1962.

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Press, Volume CI, Issue 29871, 11 July 1962, Page 9

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Settlers’ Problems Press, Volume CI, Issue 29871, 11 July 1962, Page 9

Settlers’ Problems Press, Volume CI, Issue 29871, 11 July 1962, Page 9