The Argus SO NOW IT'S GOODBYE . . .
WE WERE 111 years old.
We were born when there were only 38,334 people in the Port Phillip area.
WE DIED WHEN
THERE WERE 2,605,088 PEOPLE IN THE STATE.
Our reporters were at the Gold Rush. They told of the coming of steam, of the motor car, electricity and the aeroplane.
Our special cor- respondents covered half a dozen wars.
But our most exciting and won- derful years were
We waged cam- paigns. We told the truth. We got things
There wasn't a better or more
spirited journalistic and technical team in the whole of Aus- tralia.
[World newspaper history was made here in mid-1952 when from our plant came news pictures in high speed FULL
ARGUS STAFF WRITERS AND
WERE ALWAYS GIVEN FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION.
They fought hard, they had their say — and be- lieved implicitly in the things they
They feel the loss of their paper as they would the loss
of their warmest friend.
They feel a dis- appointment that reaches grievous depths in the soul.
Yet they have produced today The Argus as our 170,000 friends have come to know it — a newspaper of spirit, cheerful- ness and courage.
They have fought
to keep the tears
out of the columns that lie behind this last front page.
You will find the news covered, the pic- tures in place, the col- umnists and "charac- ters" like Felix and Mr. Argus and Dennis smil- ing out at you, just as though nothing much were happening.
It is the gesture of craftsmen joining with
the management, heads high, in a special leave- taking, wanting you to remember us as you've
All that is left for us is to say thanks to our faithful friends — the readers who stuck to us through the tough times and the good days.
SO THANK YOU, NOW, AND GOODBYE