31 August 1922
Mudgee's Gods Acre is passed where sleep in quietness many of those who opened up the district and made good in years gone by. I pass the racecourse, scene of many a fine equine battle over the Cudgegong by means of the old Holyoake Bridge, and once more in comfort, in one of Mudgee's fine hotels my trip of many miles is ended, in imperfectly penning the many incidents of fact, I hope that the Wellington "Times" readers have not wearied in reading1
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