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General Observations on Port Philip.

The face of the Country is the most beautifully picturesque that can be imagined, swelling into gentle elevation, of the brightest verdure, and dotted with trees, as if planted by the hand of taste, while the ground is covered with a profusion of flowers every colour; in short on entering the port, we looked on it as a perfect paradise and flattered ourselves into the most illusive dreams of fruitfulness and plenty.

The Soil (except in the Maily tract about North West Harbour) is every where light, the proportion of sand varying according to no regular standard or apparent cause, and on some of the highest elevations at the greatest distance from the Sea, an arid Sand is found affording nourishment to no vegetable but heath and fern. In some few spots the soil is doubtless capable of producing garden Stuff, and perhaps Indian Corn, but except near North West Harbour, it may safely be asserted that no spot in the vicinity of the port will
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