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Sydney · Railways, roads & transport
189 stories in Sydney's papers · page 10 of 10
Sir,—The inquiry of your correspondent, "A. Citizen," "whether Mr, G. K. Holden, who header the deputation last week, to the Minister for We[?], against taking up the tramway, is related to the [?]…
Continued on Trove, page 5 →Sir.—In asking the question in your issue of Friday, if Mr. G.K. Holden was related to the ladies who so happily escaped injury when thrown from their carriage in pitt-street last week,I…
Continued on Trove, page 8 →Sir,—In accordance with your instructions, I have the honour to submit the following report on the operations of the Road Branch of your department, since the end of the year 1860…
Continued on Trove, page 5 →SIR,—The people here are not a little amused at a letter which appears in your paper of yesterday, complaining that the road from East Bargo to the railway is not to be made over the Nepean opposite to Clifton rather than by…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →Once again we have before us the periodical returns which the official compilers call the "Agricultural Statistics of Ireland." The tale they tell is the old one—the decay of…
Continued on Trove, page 795 →MOST of the contracts that have been taken for the formation on the extensions of the three trunk railways are either completed or on the point of completion. The only portion however, of these lines that gives prospect of being soon…
Continued on Trove, page 8 →The gigantic railway swindles which we some months since endeavoured to espose, still continue to attract the attention of English ironmasters and engineers. We have received by every mail for several…
Continued on Trove, page 5 →The City Coroner held an inquest yesterday at the Terminus Inn, Ashfield, on the body of a girl named Isabella Murphy, who met with her death on Tuesday evening…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →It was New Year's night. An aged man was standing at a window. He raised his mournful eyes towards the deep blue sly, where the stars were floating, like white lillies, on the surface of a clear, calm lake. Then he cast them on the…
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