Lue (Co. Phillip) 32°40’S. 149°51’E., 20 km NW of Rylstone, on Lawsons Ck; Loowee till 1884; town gaz. 1887; farming and grazing; Angl. C. (St Luke’s) 1925, closed, sold 2019; bushfire 1945; cemetery (90 graves 1902+) 1898; electricity 1957; FB 1946; PO 1891; Rom. Cath. C. 1905, new one (Our Lady of Lourdes) b. 1935 by W. Carmichael & Sons, d. by Harold Robert Hardwick, closed and reused; RS 1884, station b. by Alexander Hamilton Scouller, closed 1992; school (Dungeree till 1913) 1876; telegraph 1896; telephone 1913; TX 1915, automatic 1987; Wes. Meth. C., closed, sold, moved to South Mudgee, reused; pop. 77 (1901), 251 (1911), 194 (1933), 149 (1947), 247 (1954), 210 (1961), 456 (2011)1 .
1922
17 August 1922
From the top of a fairly steep hill one runs down to Lue, which is also a railway station, and is a lively little place, that prides itself on the number of men that went to the front from there. There are a couple of good stores in the place, one, as is usually the case in small towns, having the post office attached and a good public school under Mr. James. There are several fine residences, better than are generally found in such towns. Mr. Thompson keeps the hotel, a most comfortable one to stay at, mine host doing all he can to make the traveller welcome and comfortable. Little or no farming is done close to Lue town, sheep runs mostly surrounding it. In fact one station, Mr. Fisher's, has his boundary fence running right along the town boundary2
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1924
12 June 1924
Lue's Future
SMALL TOWN WITH BIG PROSPECTS.
(From Our Correspondent.)
Lue is a hamlet consisting of about 20 homes, two stores, a post office, hotel, the usual blacksmith's shop, public school, etc. It is beautifully situated in a circle of beautiful hills. As the railway passes through the traveller wonders why people live there. Yet there is every prospect of Lue being a centre of commercial activity, as mineral wealth abounds on every hand. One company is already working the A?? fields with success, and during the last few weeks a new company called the Lue Developing Company, has begun sinking a shaft which they purpose extending to between 300 and 400 feet. They have good prospects of recovering, gold, silver, copper, and galina. With a present capital of £6,500, the mine manager, Mr. Weir, has made an excellent start, and assays already obtained have shown surprising results. Mr. G. N. Blakemore is the managing director. There are prospects of an influx of between 100 and 200 workmen at an early date. The spiritual welfare is being attended to by the Anglican and Presbyterian ministers of Rylstone. There is room in the village lately for the presence of a police officer, as a small band of boys who should be attending school have been making themselves objectionable by annoying defenseless women and desecrating the English Church by breaking some 20 windows, depositing filth upon the floor, and writing objectionable language on the walls of the sanctuary. Publicity is given to this matter in the hope that drastic action will be taken to punish the offenders, as their parents seem to have no control3
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1971
20 October 1971
LUE TOWN
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not
On desolate flats where gaunt apple-trees rot
But those scenes give way to the beauty that fills
The lowlands encircled by Lue’s blue hills.
There was one there I cherished and lifted above
All the beauties on earth in my first boyish love
In her eyes there was the shy love of the South
And those sweet country kisses still cling in my mouth
But I know now in vain for that sweet-heart I’d seek
On the forms around the banks of old Lue Creek.
A teacher named James taught me my future to rule
In a weather-board school house where I went to school
That kind hearted master I’ll never forget
Or those happy school days they are sweet memories yet.
A school mate named Ryan I chummed with in years now gone o’er
But he follows his straight level furrows no more
It’s the sons of my schoolmates that follow the plough
On the flats and the slopes of Lue town now
And they live in nice houses all modern and good
Where the old slab dwellings of my boy-hood once stood.
I’ve been back there in late years and there’s many a change
Where the old creek winds its way down from the range
And I stood by the creek ere the sunset grew cold
When the leaves of an old oak was traced on the gold
And I thought of old times and I thought of old folk
Till I sighed in my heart to the sigh of the oak
For the years waste away like the waters that leak
Through the pebbles and sand of old Lue Creek.
By an Ex-Pupil Lue Public School 1912 to 19184
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