THROSSELL'S TWADDLE.

NZ Truth, Issue 93, 30 March 1907, Page 4

THROSSELL'S TWADDLE.

— I.t.. is, Qu««eJUJft^S JE^**?Uege.s. Of "distinguished" tourists to these parts to be called <<§#'' by- newspaper reporters, and .incited to give to an anxiously-awaiting world' their, opinions on most marvellous country. In Naccordance v^ith this custom of puffins; our own progress, it seemed only necessary that some hired scrilje should,, at Wangajaui (though "Truth" wonders he was allowed to wander so far), have laid low for the Hon. George Throssety ex-Minis-ter for Agriculture > and Acting- Premier of Western Australia; at present doing New Zealand, .and invite the expression of his opinion on our beautiful Chow-ridden country. Mr Throssell, everybody will be delimited to know, was very complimentary 1 and enthusiastic about New Zealand. : ," You have a magnificent coun- ' try," he said, "and I am speak-, ing after fifty years' residence m Australia. , I have • been greatly . struck by the many evident signs of ; progress and prosperity and happiness and contentment, which show themselves on every hand and m every place I visited. The difference between, New Zealand and Australia is that wfyile we have had to make Australia, Providence and nature made New Zealand." More twaddle followed about his de6p impressions of New Zealand agriculture. He was pleasantly surprised to note the absence of any signs of poverty and slums, and was struok with the self-confidence and hopefulness of all classes. He thought it inadvisable for , the West Australian Government to send a lecturer to Chrisjtchiirch. He was . impressed with the superiority of j New Zealand, with its well advanced labor legislation, 'natural resources, and private wealth. Our licensing laws pleased him. The people were sober, and he was struck' with the 3-bsence of trading and the sale of ! liquor on Sundays, "truth"! hap- : pens, however to Know just who and' What t'he Hon. George is. Jus;b as John Forrest owns Buttbury, body and soul, so is George Throssell the ;'boss" of the only green .spot m. Westralia, viz., Northam, an oasis m the desert "7'o or 80. miles frohv Perth. Throssell has Northam m his capitalistic clutch, and. the only sign of and happiness and contentment is to be found under ,the Thiossell thatch. Progress, there is none, and never will be till the shackles of Throsßelldora are knocked off. "We have .had tomake Australia," says garrulous George. First let us see how '.'we" made the .western portion of the i*. Jand continent. A few bimdred miles oast of Notham there lies, or did lie dormant for years and years, untold fabulous wealth— the gold mines of Coolgardie, Kalgoorlie, and . the Boulder. Did t^e Sand Groner venture across that dreary, desolate., thirsty, desert stretch of salt-bush and' mulga? Was it the Groper of. the Throssell type who risked bis life, who pioneered, who blazed the track, who made Coolgardie and Kalgoorlie house-hold words all tb«! world over ? Oh dear no ! The"we". m this case we 16 * ne intrepid invaders of the Eastern States, those damned "t 'others Mew?, M Wllo were regarded by the Groner, jn much the same wav as the New Zealan-der re-p-arris the Aiis* r n/lian of to-day. North a.m, where Throssell hails from, may be progressing, but up till at

least two years ago there were m the bush hailf-starved, siemi-iciviliised white creatures, who burrowed into the earth and fed on some kind of rodent known as "Boody rats." Incest- and all other aborauvaJble crimes were practised, and perhaps m view of this the Hon. George, fossilised as he is, may very well be greatly struck with the many evident signs of progress m New Zealand. There are none so blind as those who will not see, and the Hon. George seems to have conveniently-, closed his eyes to the poverty and slums that are to be met with m New Zealand. Now Throssell played out politician as he is, kept out of place, pay, and power by a popular vote, is just that kind of political poltroon, who, here m New Zealand, will bless and praise advanced labour and social legislation because it seems consistent with progress m New Zealand, while on his own dung heap he will crow loudly that a Labor Party m Western Australia, bringing with it advanced legislation, and the social amelioration of' the masses, is a thing accursed. Here m New Zealand advanced labor legislation is just the thing ; m Westralia, particularly m Noirtham, it is a frightful bogey that will scare capital out of the country and spells ruin and revolution. Indeed, there is nothing that Mr. Throssell has not observed m New Zealand that is not pleasing" and which has not greatly impressed him ; but it is the thought furthest from his mind to advocate any of these/pleasant things for dead-finished Westralia, the country < with the bottom failing out of it. Throssell as a politician, was a rank and miserable failure. He is wealthy, as all of the notorious "six families" are, and took good care to toe. He has wandered away from home. He has Dipped into the future far as human eye./ can see i; , Saw the wonders of the world, and the things that are to be. New Zealand does not want any cer- • tificate of good character from fossils and fdgeys of the Throssell type. He is of the kind that have 'saddled Western . Australia with every tanown obstacle ; that keep it under; that sucked 1 the warm life-blood of toiling and moiling pioneers, who came as the wise men from the East to bring light and wealth and civilisation to the poor, blind, sandblighted Groper. Perhaps, having seen "civilisation" m its glory, George will wander back home, to his "tater 1^ patch at Northam, a sadder and wiser man, and wear sack-cloth and ashes next his skin and mourn for the dead, but never 1 to be forgotten, past.