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Congress 2015 in Canberrra is well underway!

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The 14th Australasian Congress of Genealogy and Heraldry  #AFFHO

Keen Genealogists enjoying the Congress Welcome Function at the Australian War Memorial
Congress 2015, is well underway and so far, for me it had been a whirlwind of meeting up with old friends, putting faces to  internet genea-friends,  enjoying the fabulous talks and attempting to make my way around the terrific variety of exhibits in the hall. 

After registration and collecting our Congress badges, lanyards, timetables and of course, the very special blogger beads which Jill Ball so kindly purchased while in Salt Lake City at Rootstech.

My Congress 'goodies'. Image Sharn White



Congress attendees were welcomed on Thursday evening, 26th of March, by means of a function held at the Australian War Memorial. With so much happening aound us with regard to World War One anniversaries, a more poignant venue could not have been chosen. Standing  with wine in hand, in the presence of G for George a huge Lancaster, with a string quartet adding to the ambience of the evening, nothing could have been more perfect.  A special treat was a wonderful large screen film about World War One Pilots which could not have failed to leave anyone watching unmoved. 


G for George WW2 Lancaster Image Sharn White


Felloe Bloggers Jill Ball and Jackie Van Bergen Image Sharn White

Congress welcome at The Australian War Memorial Image Sharn White
Canberra has put on its finest Autumn weather to greet Congress 2015 attendees and the Congress is well underway now after one day of fascinating talks and an exhibition hall filled with interesting exhibitors. 

NEXT POST: Day 1 of the Congress

The Anzac Box

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MY 100 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF ANZAC DAY POST - AN ANZAC BOX

John Clarke White with his father Hugh Eston and brothers William Thomas and Andrew Hugh Thompson White
[Samuel] John Clarke White was born in Brookend, County Tyrone, Northern Ireland on the 7th of April, 1900. In 1913, he immigrated with his family to Queensland, Australia. The family settled in Kaimkillenbun on the Darling Downs where they farmed sheep. This was a far cry from the flax farming that the were familiar with in Northern Ireland however, John's father's ailing health had prescribed a move to a warmer climate. 

In the 1920's the White family purchased a number of parcels of land at Seventeen Mile Rocks near Brisbane and John and his brothers. William, Andrew (known as Thompson), Jemima (my paternal grandmother) and Violet enjoyed life in the small but close community on the banks of the Brisbane River.

When war was declared in September 1939, John  Ckarke White enlisted in the Australian Army. He was 38 years and 9 months old, single, and determined to do his duty for his new homeland and his country of birth, Britain.

I know little yet of John Clarke White's wartime service, however, I have a box which belonged to my Anzac great uncle, which given to me after my father passed away.  I examined the contents of the box for the first time yesterday, and discovered a tangle of wartime memorabilia waiting to be identified. That is going to be a project for 2015 and my findings, will  become  a blog post for Anzac Day 2016. Today for my Anzac post, I will post the photographs I have taken of the box and its contents, in memory of my great uncle. As you will see from the photographs, I have a lot of research ahead of me!

CORPORAL JOHN CLARKE WHITE.
SERVICE NUMBER: QX8682 
ARMY NUMBER: 420439
POSTING ON DISCHARGE: 2 AUST RSD

                                                       LEST WE FORGET

NOTE: The images shown here are subject to copyright  © and can not be reproduced without permission from myself. 
The Anzac Box  Image Sharn White ©

Wright's Aircraft Engineer on the box.... research to come! ©

Contents of the box Image Sharn White ©

John Clarke White's war medals Image Sharn White ©


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Christmas 1914 is written on the tin...Image Sharn White ©

Contents of the small tin Image Sharn White ©


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A second small tin from in the box Image Sharn White ©

Contents of the blue tin Image Sharn White ©


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Items in the box Image Sharn White ©

Items I need to identify Image Sharn White ©

I will have fun researching all of these items! Image Sharn White ©

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An Anzac badge in my Anzac box Image Sharn White ©


READ ALL ABOUT IT - YOUR ANCESTORS WERE IN THE NEWS

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READ ALL ABOUT IT!
Class C Tram constructed by J. Morrison Sydney. Image Sharn White ©©


Newspapers can be a truly amazing source of information about ancestors. There is no better way to 'fill the gaps' in an ancestor's life story, than from the wealth of information waiting to be discovered in advertisements, personal column, obituaries, births, marriages and the many stories chronicled in newspapers. Many of our more notable ancestors, simply couldn't stay out of the news but for most of my ancestors I have found particular details from newspapers which I would never otherwise have know. 

The nature of news has changed considerably over time. Newspapers in past times published far more personal accounts of people's lives than the information contained in news reports today. You may find items of minutiae such as where your ancestors holidayed, their mode of transport to such destinations, what cakes and crafts they entered in local agricultural exhibitions, particulars of functions they attended, sports they participated in and reference to their places of employment. It is these intimate gems of information which makes newspapers such an invaluable resource for family history research. Newspapers can indulge a wonderful timeline of events, in an ancestor's life. 

I have written previously about my two times great grandfather, John Morrison, builder and rail carriage maker, and the way in which I was able to construct a timeline of his career through the illuminationg information I found in newspapers. Increasingly as more newspapers are digitised by The National Library of Australia, and made available on its  TROVE   website, I have been able to expand my awareness of John Morrison as my great great grandfather,  to a considerably more detailed understanding of his life and that of his family members' lives. Significantly, newspapers have enabled me to fill in gaps in information which other genealogical research sources could not possibly provide. Without the information I discovered in newspapers, I would have had little more than the bare skeleton of a story about my ancestor. Finding my forebears in the news has enabled me to construct colourful life narratives, enriched with fascinating and credible anecdotes, enhanced by authenticity. 

My two times great grandfather, John Morrison was born in 1847 in Aberdeen, Scotland. After marrying in Newcastle Upon Tyne, John worked as a house carpenter, before he and his Northumberland born wife, Hannah Tait Gair, (born 1846), emigrated to Melbourne, Australia  on board the ship Kent as unassisted passengers in 1878.  Travelling with them were their four children, Martha Ann, 8, Alice Jane, 6, Elizabeth, 4, and John William aged  2.

John Morrison and his family journeyed from England to Australia in the age of steam. Although I have not found a news article relating directly to the Morrison's arrival in December on board  the SS Kent in 1878,  a report which appeared in the HobartMercury, on January 7, regarding a voyage of the Kent earlier same year, conveys the tremendous  public excitement generated by the speed  at which the Kent travelled. This very fast steam ship considerably shortened the journey from England to Australia and must have been viewed as a great advance in technology. I imagine that for at least the two eldest children,  aged 8 and 6 years, the voyage on  the SS Kent would have caused great excitement. The January 1877 article, below, provides me with some understanding of the voyage that my great great grandparents made later the same year, in what would have been simliar weather conditions.

The Argus of Friday last, in referring to the arrival of the SS Kent in Melbourne on Thursday says:- 
" The present is the third trip of this favourite passenger steamship to Melbourne, and the performance has been somewhat of a surprise, as well as a most unqualified success. It has also the additional distinction of being the quickest ever yet made by an auxiliary screw boat.The 40- day steamers via the Cape and the mail boats, have a monopoly almost in furnishing the latest home newspapers and periodicals, but the 'Kent' by her arrival yesterday, has forestalled everything in this respect, and brings 17 days' later papers. Very little help was received from the canvas sail, having been set for only three days, and the voyage which has been accomplished in  45  1/2 days from Plymouth to Port Phillip, may be regarded almost as one of pure steaming. The engines have done their work well, and as proof of their fitness, it may be mentioned that the average rate of speed from the Channel to the Line was 258 knots; thence to the meridian of the Cape, a fraction over 228 knots, and afterwards to Cape Ottway, a fraction over 285 knots, and for nine days the runs were over 300 knots... the distance run was 11,906 miles and the average daily run was 260.... the weather generally was pleasant and the passengers... enjoyed themselves very much on board."

On some  passenger ships, newspapers were published and circulated as a means of communicating with passengers. Should they so wish to, passengers could place advertisements in ships' newspapers. Young women might have offered their services as governesses during the voyage and more than one man was even known to apply for a wife through a ship's newspaper.  The imortance of these papers is that they chronicled events throughout voyages. Among ships' newspapers with fascinating titles such as The Port Hacking Cough, and The Kangaroo out of his Element, I discovered the existence of the Kent Argus. This was a newspaper published on board the ship Kent, the very ship  on which my great great grandparents journeyed from England to Australia. I have been unable to find evidence of surviving copies of The Kent Argus, for the December 1878 voyage of the Kent, however, The National Library of Australia holds copies of this publication for 1877.The Bibliography of Australia, Volume VI: 1851-1900, by John Alexander Ferguson, says the following of the Kent Argus,


The Kent Argus. A Weekly Journal. " Pour passer le Temps". A Chronicle of the Voyage of the S.S "Kent", Captain G.F.  Gibbs, from London to Melbourne. [Vignette - S.S. "Kent".] Melbourne; [Stillwell and Knight, Printers, 78 Collins Street East. 1877.... Contains the seven numbers circulated during the voyage. There are original articles dealing with the Eureka Stockade Riots, Hunting Reminiscences,( by a Very Old Bushman), the ports and islands passed on the voyage, and other subjects.

Even if there are no surviving publicaions of a ship's newspaper for the exact year you are researching, it is well worth reading accounts of voyages of ships your ancestors journeyed on. If the publications are within a year or two of the voyage you are researching, the information contained within may still be very relevant. Certainly the 1877 copies of the Kent Argus will be a valuable resource for me in my quest to understand the voyage which my two times great grandparents made to Australia.


I have not yet discovered why John Morrison chose to settle in the own of Mortlake, situated in the Western District of Victoria, more than 230 km from Melbourne. I have found no family connections to explain the family's first choice of residence and  so have turned to researching the town itself for clues to explain John Morrison's choice of place to reside. There is a wealth of information one can discover through newspaper advertisements and articles. Newspapers contain first hand and eye witeness accounts of  historical and personal events which occurred in the places one is investigating. Newspapers tell me when and how my ancestors received meil, report on fundraising events which took place, crime that occured and give an excellent synopsis of daily life in Mortlake from 1878 onward. Mortlake was a bustling and growing township following the Victorian Gold Rushes. A testament to Mortlake's past wealth, are the significant bluestone and timber buildings that this town boasts. These, now heritage listed buildings, were constructed from around 1853 onward.  Australian newspapers dating from 1878 and 1879, offer possible clues as to why a carpenter/builder might have chosen to journey with his family by Cobb and Co coach, a distance of more than 200 km, from Melbourne to Mortlake to establish his first home in Australia.  In July of 1879, a notice appeared in the Geelong Advertiser calling for tenders for the erection of a Roman Catholic Church at Mortlake. 

Given that John Morrison constructed numerous significant churches in Sydney during the 1880's, it is not inconceivable that he may have answered this or a similar  advertisement for building tenders. He certainly made a career in Sydney, as the builder of significant and now heritage listed buildings, including a number of fine Gothic style churches. Below is pictured the beautiful Gothic style St. Enoch's Presbyterian Church, which John Morrison built and  completed in 1887. It was designed by the same Blackett Brothers Architects who designed Chapter House.


St Enoch's Presbyterian Church, Newtown, built by John Morrison in Newtown. 

I am able to follow the family's movements from birth notices in newspapers in Victoria firstly, and later in Sydney, New South Wales. In 1879, in the town of Mortlake, Victoria,  the Morrison family welcomed  to their family a daughter, and fifth child, a daughter, whom they named named Alexandra.

John Morrison did not settle permanently in Mortlake and by 1881 he had moved his family to live in Sydney where that same year, a son named George was born and registered in the Canterbury district.

John Morrison quickly built up a successful life for himself and his family as a builder in Sydney and life must have felt blessed for the Morrison family. until in 1882, tragedy struck the family, when their one year old baby son, George, died.

By the mid 1880's John Morrison had earned a considerable reputation as a master builder, with works such as Chapter House adjoining St Andrew's Cathedral, in George Street, Sydney, large homes and villas, Strathfield Council Chambers and a number of splendid Churches to attest to his talent and tenacity. Much of the work completed by John Morrison, was designed by the reknowned architects, the Blackett brothers, the sons of colonial architect, Edmund Blackett. An article in the Goulburn Herald, Saturday, October 30, 1886, describes the opening ceremony for Chapter House as follows:

The Chapter House which has been erected in connection with St Andrew's Cathedral, in memory of the late Bishop Barker, was opened on Monday, by His Excellency, Lord Carrington...... the building is described as of very handsome ecclesiastical design, and comprisies a commodious synod hall and gallery, and a number of offices and rooms. Messrs Blackett brothers are the architects and Mr John Morrrison of Burwood carried out the architects' designs.....

Advertisements calling for tenders and delivery of building materials, which John Morrison placed in the Sydney Morning Herald during the 1880's  provide a wonderful timeline of his career as a builder in Sydney and a wonderful window through which to view his work. I have been fortunate to have located and in many cases visited the beautiful buildings he constructed in Sydney in the 1880's.

The Strathfield Council Chambers built by John Morrison Image Sharn White ©©



Throughout the 1880's John Morrison called for building tenders by way of advertisemenst placed in the Sydney Morning Herald.

October,5, 1881
TENDER wanted for Brickwork - labour only, for two Houses at Homebush.
Also Plastering four houses at Burwood, and large Villa at Ashfield.
Plans seen at JOHN MORRISON'S, Burwood Street, Burwood.


October 18,1887
Tenders are invited for Quarrying a Quantity of Stone and Tank Sinking, at Woolich, Lane Cove. Apply John Morriosn, Contractor, Burwood.


In the 1870's and early 1880's, a hot topic of debate in the news was whether steam or horse power was the better mode of power for trams.  John Morrison would most certainly have read with interest, news articles such as the following:

June 28, 1883, Sydney Morning Herald
...The proposed car may be described as a combination of an ordinary tramcar, with a motor of somewhat novel design, the consequence of which, and the principle of engine adopted, an increased number of passengers are conveyed at a minimum expenditure of steam power....

The first steam powered tramcar was introduced in Sydney in 1879 and the tramways expanded quickly. 1898 saw the electrification of Sydney's trams, the first of these being the C Class Saloon cars.

John Morrison, clearly a man of vision, had envisioned a future for himself, in the construction of  trams and from newspapers advertsiements I know that by 1890, John Morrison was building trams to fill Government contacts. Below is pictured one of John Morrison's  C Class tram. Number 290 is the oldest preserved electric tram and is housed at the Sydney Tramway Museum at Loftus.


C Class Tram c 1890 built by John Morrison, Carriage builder. Image Sharn White ©©

The railway in New South Wales was also rapidly expanding and I discovered through an advertisement in the Sydney Morning Herald that John Morrison was not a man to miss an opportunity. In 1887 he called for tenders in the SMH, which   invited offers to advertise on a ' large railway frontage at Strathfield Junction'.  

I now knew that John Morrison had acquired a large portion of land fronting the railway at Strathfield. The reason he purchased this land soon became apparent, via information found in an advertisement the news. 

The Sydney Morning Herald carried the following notice on April 19, 1890,

'The Railway Commissioners yesterday took delivery of the second chain of railway carriages built by Mr John Morrison of Strathfield ...',  The article mentions John Morrison'srailway carriage factory, Strathfield'.

By 1890, in addition to building trams, it was obvious that John Morrison heavily involved in the construction of rail carriages.

I have been privileged to be able to follow my great great grandfather's successful career as one of New South Wales' most prominent rail carriage builders in the 1890's, through tender advertisements, notices, and news items. John Morrison was well established, in the 1890's, as a trusted builder of rail carriages, receiving large contracts from the New South Wales Government. All looked to be going extremely well for my two times great grandfather indeed, until I realised that the devastating economic crisis of the 1890's in Australia, had a devastating consquence for John Morrison and his family. By 1891 small  banks and societies were collapsing, however in 1893, when the Federal Bank crashed, there was widespread panic and the country was plunged into depression.

The following notice, published in the Sydney Moring Herald in 1894, demonstrated how John Morrison's business was affected by the economic times in which he lived.

 'Favoured with instructions from Mrs John Morrison.... the auctioneers will sell the whole of her exceedingly Handsome, modern and substantial furniture and household effects...Dining, Drawing, Breakfast and bedroom suites... Seven grand carpets, all bordered...Magnificent Overmantel and mirrors, Really splendid water colours by Huddlestone, Fletcher Watson and other artists of great ability....two pianofortes ... Expensive jewelery, designed by well known craftsmen, Ladies riding equipment...now for sale owing to the terrible losses sustained by Mr John Morrison and family, owing to the cancellation of Government contracts and consequent closing of the carriage-building shops at Strathfield station.'

In another adcertisement, an apology that my greta great grandparents beautiful furniture and paintings were not shown off to their greatest advantage, due to the fact they had been forced to leave their large home and sell their possessions in the small house which they were now renting, greatly saddened me. I could not fail to understand how much this family had lost. 

The story that was unfolding before my eyes, through newspapers, explained why John Morrison had relocated the family to Ipswich, in Queensland in 1900. 

I had known that both John and Hannah Morrison died in the same year, 1927, in Cooroy, a town inland from Noosa on the Sunshine Coast, however, I had never known why they had moved from Sydney to Queensland. An article entitled 'Overland Passengers' which appeared in the Brisbane Courier Mail, on Saturday January 27, 1900 informed me that: 

Hannah Morrison, wife of John, and several of their daughters had left Sydney bound for Ipswich by rail, the previous day on January, 26.

I discovered that John Morrison had left Sydney prior to late January of 1900 and it wasn't long before a search of newspapers explained the reason for his move.

On Saturday, September, 3 1910, a story appeared in the Brisbane Courier Mail under the heading; 'Carriage and Wagon Shop - XII, by W.B.D', in which John Morrison was mentioned as the carriage works foreman  for the Ipswich Rail Carriage Shop.

One can only imagine what a huge blow the loss of the business he had built up in Sydney must have meant to John Morrison and his family. As foreman of the Ipswich Rail Carriage Workshop, John Morrison's wage was good, although his son John William earned far less than his father as a general employee. At least John senior's experience and expertise allowed him to provide for his large family. Five more children had been born to John and Hannah Morrison  while living in Sydney, including my great grandmother Florence who was born in 1885, as well as Minnie 1883, Jessie 1887, and Wallace Dalkeith in 1892. In Ipswich, the family lived in a house in Harlin Road and John worked hard to rebuild a life for them. 

Ipswich Rail Carriage Workshop employees. John Morriosn is in this photograph. 

John Morrison was part of a new era of train carriages to be built in Queensland. The Courier Mail, Monday, June 9, carried a story entitled  NEW RAILWAY CARRIAGES, Trial Trip on Saturday. 
Reading this story, I can't help but wonder if John Morrison's expertise as a prominent carriage builder in Sydney contributed to some of the improvements to rail carriages constructed at the Ipswich Rail Carriage Workshop.

Two new carriages have recently been built at Ipswich shops for the suburban traffic, and they possess many features about them which are distinctly new in the construction of rolling stock for the Queensland railways... 

John Morrison had applied for quite a number of patents for new design mechanisms to improve the performance of rail carriages before departing Sydney. I am hopeful that some of his ideas may have been implemented at the Ipswich Rail Carriage Workshop.

Life was not as easy for John Morrison's wife, Hannah as it had been in Sydney. Living in Sydney, as the wife of a prominent business owner, she lived a life in luxurious surroundings and with ne shortage of money. In 1907, according to a notice in the Queensland Times (Ipswich), Hannah took over as Licensee of the Glamorgan Vale Hotel. In 1909 an article appeared in the same newspaper on June 9, stating:

At the Ipswich Police Court yesterday, before the Police Magistrate, Hannah Morrison, licensee of the Glamorgan Vale Hotel, was charged with having commited a breach of the Licencing Act, for keeping her premises open for the sale of liquor on Thursday, the 25th of March....

I felt most saddened for Hannah Morrison's circumstances. Far from her previous lifestyle, she was operating a hotel in a country town. Before I could think too badly of her, I discovered that it was through no fault of her own that she had fallen ill of the law.

Seargent Nagel, of Marburg staed that the licensee conducted the hotel very well, but so far as he could judge, she appeared to have no control over the young men. 

Hannah's circumstances were taken into consideration and although it was suggested that the offending young men be brought to justice, my two times great grandmother received a fine of £2.
Notices in The Queensland Times informed me that John's daughter Alexandra, was the licensee of the Royal Post Office Hotel by 1909 and daughter Jessie's husband Colin Garson held the licence for the nearby Kirkheim Hotel (Kirkheim is now known as Haighslea). John Morrison and his family undoubtedly worked hard to rebuild their lives. From a 1911 article in The Queensland Times (Ipswich), I realised that not only was Hannah Morrison the licencee of the Glamorga Vale Hotel, but in fact, John Morrison was the owner. In 1911 he sold the hotel:

Ernest Cole and Co., Auctioneers, by instruction from Mr J Morrison, will sell by auction in Glamorgan Vale, on Wednesday, on the 29th instance, at noon, the freehold of the above hotel with 4 acres of land etc.... this house has and still retains the reputation of being classed as a first rate business hotel.

The two older Morrison daughters, Martha Ann and Elizabeth had trained as nurses in Sydney when the family's circumstances were more properous and were employed in Queensland hospitals. The Courier Mail, April 4, 1908 tells me that Nurse Morrison was an overland passenger, her destination, Laidley. I know from electoral rolls that this was Martha Ann Morrison. Perhaps she had been holidaying in or near Brisbane and was returning to her hospital. I imagine this because Margate, north of Brisbane became a favourite holiday place for the Morrison family with the later purchase of a magnificent holiday home there named 'Orkney'.


Scarborough near Margate on Moreton Bay Qld Image Wikipedia ©©

Life is shaped by significant events. I am certain that John Morrison would have planned to educate all of his son and daughters, however, the loss of his business interests in the mid 1890's changed the course of the lives of  members of the Morrison family. Florence, my great grandmother was only nine years of age when her father's fortune changed because of an economic downturn and the cancellation of a contract of 180 rail carriages already under construction. She was 15 years of age when she moved to Ipswich in Queensland. As good as were her father's wages as Foreman of the Rail Carriage Workshop, I doubt that the family's situation extended to paying for further education  of any kind. Florence was not destined to be trained as a nurse like her older sisters. She worked with her mother and sister Jessie in the hotels they owned and held publican's licences for.

 In 1909, The Queensland Times, published an item about the enchanting Miss F Morrison singing at the Royal Post Office Hotel in Marburg, accompanied by a famous New Zealand tenor, Mr Leo Reece. Mr Reece, it was reported, was on tour with the Fisk Jubilee Singers who, while touring the country, had stopped in Marburg on their way to perform in Warwick on the Darling Downs.

Mr Leo Reece must have been quite taken with Florence Morrison's singing, and she with him, since they again appeared in the news performing together in 1910, at a fundraising event in aid of the Marburg State School. The event was recorded by the Queensland Times, on April 26.

Miss Florence Morrison, accompanied by Mr Leo Reece (piano) sang with much acceptance, 'A Little Child Shall lead Them'. 

Since their son, and my grandfather, Ian Cuthbert Reece-Hoyes was born in September of that year, Florence Morrison, my great grandmother would have been around 4 months pregnant when she sang with Mr Reece. Mr Leo Reece was mygreat grandfather, Leonard Cuthbert Hoyes, born in Auckland, New Zealand. I might have been inclined to believe that he used the name Reece as a stage name, however, the news alerted me to the true reason for his name change.

When my great grandfather first arrived in Australia in 1907, he sang under the surname of Hoyes. Sydney newspapers, including The Catholic Press, October 12, 1905,  tell me that his singing career as an opera tenor began with him described as a new tenor from New Zealand, Mr Leo HOYES...who  possesses a light voice of beautiful quality. 

In some newspapers, he was described as a famous American tenor. Either he was intent on furthering his singing career and felt a touch of embellishment would not do him harm, or the press misquoted him. I found a likely explanation for my great grandfather's change of name and nationality, however, when I read a notice which was placed in newspapers all around Australia, in 1911, by Leonard Hoyes' wife in Auckland. Muriel Hoyes was searching for her 'missing' husband, Leonard Cuthbert Hoyes, who she had decided to divorce on the grounds of desertion, having had no word from him for several years. Bu this time, Leo REECE and Florence Morrison were living together as 'husband and wife'. Following the divorce and the birth of a second child, the couple married in 1913, and my great grandfather added HOYES and a hyphen to his adopted name of REECE. Needless to say all the family stories of Welsh fencibles and castles in Wales belonging to our Reece ancestors came from the imaginative mind og my great grandfather himself.

Leonard Cuthbert Hoyes aka Reece-Hoyes, was by all accounts a talented tenor, and I have been able to follow his singing career through newspapers all around Australia and in New Zealand.



My great grandmother Florence Reece-Hoyes nee Morrison

In February of 1914, misfortune once again struck the Morrison family. A headline in the Queensland Times printed on February 2, 1914 caught my attention with the following headline:

DESTRUCTIVE FIRES - HOUSE ON HARLIN ROAD - OWNED BY MR JOHN MORRISON- BURNED TO THE GROUND - EARLY YESTERDAY MORNING - AN EARLY CONFLAGRATION

At about 1.15 am yesterday morning, a nine roomed house, situated on Harlin Road, and owned by Mr John Morrison, was burnt to the ground. The house was unoccupied at the time as the Misses Jessie and Inez Morison ( who were the only persons tenanting it) were staying with their married sister mrs Shannon of Woodend, for the night.....with the exception of two canvas chairs, none of the contents of the house were saved. The dwelling was, with the exception of the brick chimney, constructed entirely of wood. it was an attractive looking and superior buidling and consisted of nine rooms. It was owned by Mr John Morrison, who for some time was the foreman in the wagon shop at the railway workshops at North Ipswich. During the last 6 months, however, Mr and Mrs Morrison have lived in Dorrigo, New South Wales, where Mr Morrison holds a position in the Leigh Sawmills. The building was used by Nurse Morrison (a daughter) as a maternity home, and was as stated occupied lately by the misses Morrison.....it is understood that the building and the furniture in it were insured. Nurse Morrison, who is on a trip to England, and is expected toreturn in a couple of months, had intended resuming business in the house as a maternity home when she returned.

This particular story in the newspaper held important information about my Morrison family. I knew that John Morrison had lived in Harlin Street, Ipswich in 1913 but had no knowledge of where he had gone between then and 1925, when he was living in Cooroy. In 1920, John's daughter Martha Ann, referred to in the above news item as Nurse Morrison, was a Matron, was running her own private hospital with her sister Nurse Elizabeth Morrison at 50 Maple Street. The article filled in those missing years and I now knew that John Morrison had been living and working in Dorrigo, New South Wales at the Leigh Sawmills.

The Morrison sisters on the verandah of their private hospital in Cooroy. Image used with permission Pomona Historical Museum.
A further news item in the Personal column of the Queensland Times on  August 12, 1912, placed John Morrison in Dorrigo two years earlier 1914. 

A pleasing ceremony took place in the machine shop, North Ipswich railway workshops, before starting time on Saturday morning last, when Mr John Morrison jnr, who has severed his connection with the department to join his father in a saw milling business, was made the recipient of a few appropriate and useful presents....

As is often wont to happen, when you discover one piece of information, it connects to another. The news of John and Hannah Morrison's move to Leigh, makes it clear why John Morrison sold his hotel in Glamorgan Vale Queensland, in 1911, (where his wife Hannah had been the licencee). The sale was directly associated with his plans to move in 1912 to take up a position and possibly invest in the timber industry in the Dorrigo area.

Searching for information about the Leigh sawmill, I found that  The Clarence and Richmond Examiner (Grafton), had printed regular articles with the then current news of Leigh and the town's happenings. An item on November 19, 1912 read as follows:

LEIGH.
The new sawmill at Leigh has started operations and has had a very satisfactory trial run.....

In 1912, the town of Leigh, just over 300 kilometres south of Brisbane, and almost 6 km from the neareast town of Dorrigo, was an exciting and pioneering part of New South Wales. According to the Clarence and Richmond Examiner, on November 2, 1912:

LEIGH
Our new saw mill is starting work next week and will prove a great boon to the settler, on account of the large quantity of pine growing here.
The tramway from here to Bellingen is almost completed, which will be used for conveting logs down the mountain.
A deputation is to be sent to Sydney to urge an immediate start of the Dorrigo-Glenreagh Railway.

With the mention of the construction of both a new tramway and railway in the Leigh area, it is possible to gauge John Morrison's enthusiasm for a new venture. Here was a man who had proved he could look towards the future and envision possibilities. The small growing town of Leigh must have ignited the flame which had driven him two decades earlier, when he had seen a future for himself in construction of trams and rail carriages. John Morrison was 66 years old in 1912, when he embarked on this new adventure, and though he had seen difficult times he had obviously not lost his pioneering spirit.

On Saturday, 28th of  February 1914, the Clarence and Richmond Examiner, reported that;

Mr John Morrison, local mill manager, has returned from a trip to Queensland.

Since John Morrison's home in Harlin Street, Ipswich had burned to the ground on February 2nd, 1914, the purpose of the above mentioned trip, undoubtedly would have been to deal with the distressing fire which destroyed his home. The Harlin Street house was reported in the news to be insured, however, he had lost many of his possessions in the fire. How greatly relieved he and his wife Hannah must have been however, to have received news that his two daughters had not been in the house on the night of the fire.

John Morrison seems to have slipped out of the news until he had an accident in Cooroy in April of 1927. In the Brisbane Courier an item of news appeared on April, 25th which reported that:

Mr J Morrison, a resident of Redcliffe,...when cutting a bunch of bananas at his daughters residence, on Saturday morning, fell and sustained a fracture of the right thigh.

This story corroborates an oral account by a local resident of Cooroy, who as an elderly resident recalled the fruit trees at the side of the Morrison's Private Hospital attracting fruit bats. He attested that the patients in the hospital had not been able to sleep for the noise made by the nocturnal creatures and so the fruit of the banana trees and date palms had henceforth been regularly cut. John Morrison was aged 80 years when he fell from a ladder whilst cutting bananas from the trees at his daughter's hospital in Cooroy. He never really recovered from that fall and  he died in June of the same year.

From The Chronicle and North Coast Adviser, 18th June, 1920, I was able to establish when the Morrison sisters, Martha Ann and Elizabeth first opened their private hospital in Cooroy.

The private hospital Cooroy, formerly known as Camgnore, which was vacated some considerable time ago, and has since been occupied as a private residence, is again being utilized in its former capacity, and has been opened recently as a private hospital, by two sisters, Nurses Morrison.

In July 1922,  the following article appeared in The Brisbane Courier;

Bed For returned Soldier Patients
The Ladies Red Cross Society met on Wednesday to consider ways and means  raisingfunds for the support of a bed for the use of returned soldiers at Nurse Morrison's Private Hospital...it was decided to hold a concert and dance on July 28.

A later news report tell me that younger sister, Mabel, also nursed at the hospital in Cooroy up until 1925, when according to the Nambour Chronicle which stated on February13, 1925, that:

Matron Morrison, of the Hospital, is spending a holiday in Sydney. Her sister (Nurse Mabel Morrison) had left to reside in Cobar, (NSW).

With five of their daughters trained as nurses, (Martha Ann. Alice Jane, Elizabeth, Jessie and Mabel), sons John and Wallace living in Townsville and Brisbane, and with most of their daughters, (including my great grandmother, Florence)  married, in around 1920, John and Hannah Morrison retired to the seaside village of Redcliffe, north of Brisbane. John and Hannah were aged 76 and 75 at this time.  It is possible that they chose to live with their married daughter Jessie and her husband Colin Garson, who had made their home at Redcliffe.  John and Hannah must have been closely involved with the Cooroy district as they are named on the Pioneers of Cooroy Roll. I know from news accounts that John had interests in the Cooroy Butter Factory and that he helped his daughters with maintenance at their private hospital in Cooroy.

The Morrison family continued to be an integral part of the Cooroy community. Various newspapers, give accounts of their participation in local fundraising events and agricultural shows with many prizes won for fine exhibits of knitting, sewing and cooking. The Morrison sisters must have been excellent cooks since they regularly won first prize for their coconut ice and jellies. I have my mother's recipe for both of these delicious sweets and it is the very same recipe which won prizes for the Morrison sisters.

Many letters were printed in local newspapers from patients expressing their gratitude for the great care rceived from the Nurses Morrison and in particular Matron Martha Ann. Parents especially gave thanks for the safe arrival of babies under the expert care of the Morrison sisters and others expressed sincere gratitude in time of loss.

Bereavements The Brisbane Courier, 29 May, 1928
Mr and Mrs EG Nugent,and Daughter, of  "Fairy Dell", Cooroy, tender their sincerest THANKS to Dr Davidson and Matron Morrison and staff and neighbours for their untiring efforts during our Late Son's and brother's illness.

Holidays that were taken by the Morrison sisters were reported in the news and when family members visited Cooroy, the family reunions were given much attention in the newspapers. The Brisbane Courier reported on one occasion that:

Nurse Morrison, of Cooroy, is spending a short holiday at her seaside home 'Orkney' at Margate.

On February7, 1925, The Queenslander, reported the following:

Miss Morrison (Matron of the Cooroy Private Hospital) and Miss Mabel Morrison  have left on an extended holiday for Sydney and Cobar.


I learned, from reports of Country Sports matches, in the Brisbane Courier, that the all of Morriosn girls were excellent lawn tennis players, regularly competing in tennis tournaments. My mother passed her inherited love of tennis on to my sisters and myself.

Little more mention is made of John and Hannah Morrison in the news until the death of John Morrison on July 5, 1927 and Hannah the same year on September 7, in Cooroy.

I found Hannah's obituary first in the Brisbane Courier, dated September 8, 1927. It contains a wealth of information.

DEATH OF MRS H. MORRISON

Mrs Hannah Morrison, relict of the late John Morrison, died at Cooroy this morning, at the age of 81 years. Born at Cramlington, Northumberland, England,the deceased whose husband passed away only last July, came to Australia in the steamer Kent, 42 years ago. She first settled with her family in Victoria, and then moved to Strathfield, Sydney, remaining there until 1901, when she moved to Ipswich. About 8 years ago, Mrs Morrison took up her abode in Cooroy, where she had abided almost continuously. She is survived by two sons, Messrs J. Morrison (Townsville), and W.D. Morrison (Sydney), and eight daughters, Matron and Nurse Morrison (Cooroy), Mesdames C Garson ( Redcliffe), R Wilson (South Brisbane), L Rees, H. S. Shannon (Bundaberg), D. Floyd and Miss I Morrison (Cobar, New South Wales). There are 13 grandchildren. 


On the 7th of July, 1927, The Brisbane Courier, printed the following Obituary for John Morrison:

The death occurred in Cooroy on July 5th, of Mr John Morrison, a very old and esteemed resident of the Southern part of the State, at the age of 80 years. A native of Aberdeen in Scotland, Mr Morrison arrived in Queensland 42 years ago. For a long period he was Foreman of the carriage workshops at Ipswich, but retired about nine years ago, and since then had lived mostly at Redcliffe and Cooroy...

This is but some of the information I have discovered about my Morrison family in newspapers dating from the 1880's onward. This family it seems really could not stay out of the news! The more i have learned about my family through newspapers, the better I have been able to weave together the threads of John Morrisons life story in Australia. Incredibly, his story has evolved almost exclusively from information found in newspapers. With each piece of information I found, I unearthed clues which led me to find more about the Morrisons. I have also followed the opera singing career of my great grandfather, Leo (Leonard Cuthbert) Hoyes aka Reece as he toured the country with the Fisk Jubilee Singers and searching the PapersPast,  website for digitised New Zealand newspapers, I uncovered many news items about my great grandfather, Leo Hoyes singing in venues in Auckland before came to Australia. There is much more in newspapers about the Morrison sisters who were nurses, in the years after John and Hannah Morrison died. I look forward to constructing a story of my nursing Morrison great aunts with the assistance of newspaper records.

Newspapers are one of the most valuable  historical and genealogical resources that we, as family historians, have at our easy disposal. Our ancestors, I am sure, thought that they safely took their secrets to the grave with them. I wonder if they realised just how often significant fragments of their lives appeared in the news for us the READ ALL ABOUT IT!


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On my 'to do in the future' list since conducting this research, is a trip to Leigh, inland from Coffs Harbour in New South Wales, to research locally, John Morrison's involvement with the Leigh Saw Mill.  I also plan to visit to Mortlake in Victoria, where I hope the Mortlake Historical Society  might be able to help me in finding whether John Morrison left a legacy there in the way of a building.



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An Immigrant Ancestor's Story - Finding the Facts 


Advertisement regarding my ancestor's farm, Darling Downs Gazette 1861

Telling real life stories of immigrant ancestors can be so much more rewarding than just collecting dates, places of origin and arrival, and names of ships. If you make time to research and to place your ancestors within the historical context of world events, you will uncover fascinating and real stories. Family history is, after all, the personal stories of individual people and events which make our collective history. History embraces a more profound meaning when you understand the way that historical events impacted on your own ancestors' lives. Since immmigration has played a crucial role in shaping the economic, political, social and cultural essence of many of the nations in which we live today, our own immigrant ancestors' stories are a relevant and integral part of each nation's history. 

With diligent investigation you can uncover compelling chapters in your ancestors' personal immigration stories. Understanding thereasons why ancestors left their homesandwhy they chosethe countries they relocated to, can have a powerful impact on your sense of who you are. Understanding our identity is a significant part of why we want to know where we come from. Our immigrant ancestors arrived in countries often very foreign to them, leaving behind an old way of life, but undoubtedly bringing with them a strong sense of cultural identity, ideals, values and customs. Finding ships' names, names on passenger lists and countries of origins is only the beginning of your journey towards understanding your immigrant ancestors and a fraction of the story that deserves to be told. Identifying with the challenges that immigrant ancestors faced, appreciating what their lives were like when they first arrived in a new homeland, and discovering how they lived and adapted to their adopted home is a vital part of the journey to discovering a significant part of your own identity.  Many of our our ideas, attitudes, perceptions and understanding of the world around us has been passed down to us, sometime unkowingly, from immigrant ancestors.

When I was growing up, I was not told that I had German ancestry. It was only after I began researching my family history that I became aware of my German heritage. A great deal of research, and some years later, the legacy passed on to me from my German background is that of a greatly enriched sense of who I am and an appreciation of my German origins. This connection has only been possible through research since no tangible information was passed on to me by my ancestors. After the first and second world wars, many people did not want to admit Germanic heritage. My own ancestors in Australia, anglicised their German surname and buried their Germanic background. We all inately carry within us, genes, traits, traditions and even mannerisms passed down from our parents and grandparents who inherited the same from their ancestors. By understanding our immigrant ancestors we take a step an important towards understanding how we came to be who we are.

In this blog I hope to show the way in which the threads of an immigrant ancestor's story can be woven together.  I am using, as an example,  my Prussian immigrant ancestor, Gottlieb Nerger. Although my research for this blog, is focussed on German and Prussian immigration to Australia,  a similar method of research can be applied to most immigrant research.   I hope to show how by treating each piece of information you find as a clue to more indepth research, you can peice together a 'meat on the bones' account of an immigrant ancestor's story. The resources I have cited, relate  to German immigration to Australia, however, similar resources are available for immigrants who came from and travelled to other places.






My G G grandfather, John Gottlieb Nerger  (1864- 1913) , son  Australian born son of Gotttlieb Nerger  and Christiana Siegler, Prussian and German Immigrants

The first step in telling an ancestor's immigration story is to establish how, when and why they left their place of origin. This will require some research into the place of their origins and its history. 

 HOW I RESEARCHED MY GERMAN IMMIGRANT ANCESTOR

My ancestor, Gottlieb Nerger, was a native of Prussia (Preußen), although his records mostly referrred to him as German. To understand the relevance of Prusian and German origins, one needs to know something of the history of the Germanic Kingdom. The following is a brief summary of Prussian history from wikipedia, which for the purpose of this post, provides an adequate overview. I have not intended to provide an indepth history of Prussia here, and I would not recommend relying upon wikipedia alone for information. I would recommend alway searching for far more in depth histories of places my ancestors came from, online and in books. 

"Prussia(German Preußen was a german kingdom and historic state originating out of the Duchy of Prussia and the Margraviate of Brandenburg, and centred on the region of Prussia. For centuries, the House of Hohenzollern ruled Prussia, successfully expanding its size by way of an unusually well-organised and effective army. Prussia, with its capital in Berlin after 1451, shaped the history of Germany. In 1871, German states united in creating the German Empire under the Prussian leadership. In November 1918, the monarchies were abolished and the nobility lost its political power. Prussia was effectively abolished in 1947."

It is important to have some knowledge of the history of the places your ancestors came from, since boarders and boundaries may have altered over time. Prior to its dissolution, Prussia consisted of West Prussia, East Prussia, Brandenburg, Saxony, Pomerania, Rhineland, Silesia, Lusatia, Hesse-Nassau, and the small Hohernzollen, which was the ancestral homeland of the Prussian ruling family. 
When the German Empire united the German states in 1871, for the most part, the population of Prussia, and in particular the West Prussian region, was comprised of German speaking people. There were parts of Prussia, however, which were principally Polish ( East Prussia - the Province of Posen and Upper Silesia). Brandenburg, the place of my ancestor's origins was a German speaking part of Prussia. Other minority ethnic groups which made up Prussia's population before 1871, were, Jews, Danes, Frisians, Kashubians, Masurians, Lithuaniana, Walloons, Czechs, Kursenieki and Sorbs. 

The significance of boundary changes, becomes obvious when you are looking for records. If your ancestors came from East Prussia, for example, you will need to search in Poland for records. 

Prussia 1871 -1918 Image Wikipedia  Creative Commons Licence



Germany today. Image Google Maps.

FIND HOW AND WHEN AN ANCESTOR ARRIVED - PASSENGER LISTS

Information in passenger manifests often provides details about ancestors that you might not find anywhere else. Indexes and passenger lists for immigrants can be found in Archives, Immigration Museums, Local, State and National Libraries and Family History Societies. Many ships' passenger lists can be found on sites such as FindmyPast.com or Ancestry.com  and on numerous free to use websites found using google searches.


My great great grandmother, Christiana Siegler arrived in Australia in 1863 on board La Rochelle

When looking foe the arival of an immigrant, It is  important to look further afield than the nearest port to where an ancestor lived after his or her arrival. Not every immigrant settled near the port at which they arrived. In my ancestor's case, Gottlieb Nerger settled in Drayton, Toowoomba on the Darling Downs in Queensland, Australia, but I was unable to find him arriving on any ship at the nearest port of Moreton Bay or any other Queensland ports. Since Queensland, prior to separation from New South Wales, in 1859, was a physically remote part of  the British administered colony of New South Wales, I widened my search, and I found Gottlieb Nerger on the passenger list for the immigrant ship, Caesar Godeffroy, arriving in Sydney, New  South Wales in 1852.

The discovery that Gottlieb Nerger had left the ship Caesar Godeffroy in Sydney, NSW, raised a number of questions about how and why he then travelled the long distance from the city of Sydney to the remote pastoral area of The Darling Downs in Queensland.  As I researched further, Gottlieb Nerger's story unfolded...

UNDERSTAND YOUR ANCESTOR'S VOYAGE

Godeffroy ships, Caesar and Helene Image Wikipedia Creative Commons

After you have determined when and how your ancestor emigrated, the next chapter of your immigrant's story is to learn about the voyage which transported him or her to a new life.

In the mid-nineteenth century, at the time when my Prussian and German forebears made their journeys from Hamburg to Australia, voyages from one side of the world to another, took many months. Ship's records, passenger lists, Surgeon's notes and other records pertaining to ships' voyages hold fascinating information that can help you to understand the momentous journey undertaken by ancestors. Some voyages were made harder by the outbreak of disease on board ships, some made arduous by bad weather conditions. Many passengers wrote diaries whilst on board the ships they travelled on. If a diary exists regarding the ship on which your ancestor journeyed, even if  not written by your own ancestor, the details of the ship's journey in these accounts will be valuable information for you. Exploring the day to day hardships that ancestors faced in the process of immigration, can assist you in shaping their story, if not at the very least, earn them your respect for their courage and determination.

From the passenger list for the Caesar Godeffroy, I learned that Gottlieb Nerger had departed Hamburg on August 9, 1852, as one of 230 emigrants bound for Sydney, Australia. I originanlly discovered the name of the immigrant ship Gottlieb on which arrived, in  a card index and subsequently on microfilm, in the Queensland State Archives, although many such records are now available online. The image of the passenger list can be found on sites such as Ancestry.com and FindmyPast.com.au. [Emigrants from Hamburg,1850-1879 ]

Gottlieb Nerger arrived in Sydney on December 11, 1852, after an almost three month voyage. 
The Maitland Mercury report of the arrival of the Caesar Godeffroy on 15 December 1852
There is a great deal of information to be discovered about the voyages of  immigrant ships, online, in archives, libraries, immigration museums and in books. A particularly good source of  information about immigration and the arrival of immigrant ships are newspapers of the day.  From an article in the Maitland Mercury, dated December 15, 1852, I learned that there were three deaths and one birth on board the voyage  which took Gottlieb Nerger from Hamburg to Sydney, Australia. It is comforting to know that his lengthy voyage from Hamburg was not made more onerous by an outbreak of  the deadly typhus fever and other sicknesses which resulted in tragedy for some of the voyages to Australia in the early 1850's. 

December 15, Maitland Mercury, 
I know, also, from a letter published in the Sydney Morning Herald, December 14, 1852, addressed to Captain Bohn of the Caesar Godeffroy, that the conditions of the voyage were appreciated by the English passengers.  I can only hope that for my Great great great grandfather, the voyage was similarly tolerable. The letter read thus:

 On board the Caesar Godeffroy
Wed 8 Dec 1852
We the undersigned Englishmen, passengers on board the above named barque from Hamburgh to Sydney, do assure you of our entire satisfaction & approval, both as regards the quality & the quantity of all provisions & water with which the ship has been supplied: & we beg further to state that we cannot close these remarks without adding that we have witnessed with pleasure your untiring seal for the comfort of all on board, your readiness to hear patiently & without partiality any complaint that might arise, & more particularly your humane kindness in all cases of sickness. To you sir, in particular, as well as the officers & crew, are we solely indebted for the prosperous, safe & happy voyage in your vessel: & in taking our farewell, we sincerely wish you, one & all, health, happiness & prosperity, & may success attend your efforts, & good luck to your gallant vessel.

From the ship's manifest I discovered that Gottlieb Nerger  was from Petersdorf in Prussia and that his occupation was a Schäfer. Translated from German, this is a shepherd. This is the only record where I have found Gottlieb Nerger's place of origin and occupation recorded. I also noted on the passenger list for the Caesar Goddefroy voyage of 1852, that  many of the other male German passengers were also shepherds, although they originated from different places in Germany and Prussia. This was a significant clue towards discovering why my ancestor emigrated and the significance of the location where he settled in Australia.



Name:GottlNerger
Departure Date:9 Aug 1852
Destination:Sydney
Birth Place:Petersdorf, Preußen (Germany)
Occupation:Schäfer
Ship Name:Cesar Godeffroy
Captain:Behn, Heinr.
Shipping line:Biancone & Co.
Shipping Clerk:Joh. Ces. Godeffroy & Sohn
Ship Type:Segelschiff
Accommodation:ohne Angabe
Ship Flag:Deutschland
Port of Departure:Hamburg
Port of Arrival:Sydney


INVESTIGATE WHY YOUR ANCESTOR EMIGRATED

Finding facts about ancestors, knowing details such as what their occupations were prior to emigrating can help to explain the reasons why they left their homelands. Often one clue leads to other vital information about why and where they settled in a new land.

There is a vast amount of information to be found online, in newspapers, libraries and in archives that will help you understand the religious, economic, political or social reasons why people migrated from one place to another.

A BRIEF OVERVIEW OF THE BEGINNINGS OF GERMAN MIGRATION TO AUSTRALIA

As I  researched early German immigration to Australia, I discovered that the first German settlers arrived at Kangaroo Island, with the South Australia Company in 1837.  In  April, 1838, a group of six German families arrived in Australia on the  ship Kinnear which left from from London. This was a group of vinedressers who together with their families had been especially recruited from the Rheingau villages of Mittelheim, Hattenheim and Erbach in the then independent Duchy of Nassau ( now known as  Rheinland-Palatine and Hesse )  by Edward Macarthur to work on his property in Camden, New South Wales. 

The next two groups of German immigrants  arrived in South Australia in November and December of 1838. These 'Old Lutheran' German citizens were fleeing the religious persecution of Frederick William III whose revised form of Lutheran worship and revised prayer book was unacceptable to them. The skills that these German immigrants brought with them comprised a wide range of occupational crafts. They included farmers, blacksmiths, carpenters , bakers and butchers. The South Australian German settlers established village communities such as Hahndorf and Klemzig, while others settled and farmed in the Barossa Valley, the Adelaide Hills and along the Murray River. Others set up businesses in Adelaide. From 1839 onwards South Australia became home to a steady stream of immigrants from Germany, many of whom remained there, although some migrated to New South Wales and Queensland. 

German immigration began in Queensland in 1838, motivated by a desire to establish an Aboriginal mission. In Queensland, a group of 11 German missionaries from the Gossner Evangelical Lutheran Missionary in Berlin and one Basel Mission graduate arrived in Brisbane on board the Isabella in 1838. These immigrants first settled in Moreton Bay at Zion Hill (now Redcliffe), but were quickly resettled to a safer location ( due to attacks on them by aboriginal people) on a 650 acre NSW Government grant of land, which is now a suburb of Brisbane known as Nundah. The missionary became known as the German Station. These early Queensland German immigrants were part of Presbyterian minister, John Dunlop Lang's proposal to improve the immoral character of a convict colony through immigration schemes aimed at attracting Lang's ideal upstanding and moral protestant immigrants. 

Sketch of the German Mission at Zion Hill : Image Wikimedia Creative Commons

(Karl Ludwig) Wilhelm Kirchner, a German Immigrant himself, who arrived in Sydney in 1839, became the German Immigration Officer for the NSW Government. Kirchner secured German Immigrants to come to the Hunter Valley in New South Wales with their families, to work in the vineyards as vinedressers. Much of the success of the wine industry in the Hunter Valley region can be attricuted to the German immigrants who arrived in 1848 and 1849.

GERMAN IMMIGRATION TO THE DARLING DOWNS

Gottlieb Nerger arrived in Australia in 1852, as part of the first wave of German immigration to the Darling Downs area which occurred between 1852 and 1855. (His future wife arrived in the second wave of German immigration in 1862). Gottlieb was among a group of mainly male immigrants who possessed very specific occupational skills. These German farm workers left their native land for entirely different  reasons to the earlier German settlers in South Australia.

Map showing the location of the Darling Downs Image Wikipedia  ©©

Although many of the Queensland German immigrants, including Gottlieb Nerger, were Lutheran, some were Evangelische, and it was not religious persecution which brought these immigrants to Australia. Economic hardship, agricultural failure and famine, along with political upheaval and revolutions of 1848 in Western Europe forced German farmers and farm workers to look for a better life beyond Germany and Prussia or risk facing starvation. Australia offered contract work in rural farming areas to German immigrants with specific farming skills, in particular shepherds and boundary riders. 


Serious shortages of farm labour in rural Australia was precipitated by workers abandoning the land to try their luck on the Gold Fields during the Gold Rushes, the first of which was in 1851, when Edward Hargraves announced he had discovered gold at Ophir near Bathurst in New South Wales. The landowning aristocracy on the Darling Downs in Queensland, looked to German Immigration Agents in Sydney, and later Brisbane, to supply them with much needed shepherds from Germany. From the ship's manifest I had discovered that Gottlieb Nerger was from Petersdorf in Prussia and that his occupation was a Schäfer. Translated from German, this is a shepherd. The pastoral community of the Darling Downs was destined to become Gottlieb Nerger's destination after his arrival in Australia because his experience as a shepherd was much needed there.





Name:GottlNerger
Departure Date:9 Aug 1852
Destination:Sydney
Birth Place:Petersdorf, Preußen (Germany)
Occupation:Schäfer
Ship Name:Cesar Godeffroy
Captain:Behn, Heinr.
Shipping line:Biancone & Co.
Shipping Clerk:Joh. Ces. Godeffroy & Sohn
Ship Type:Segelschiff
Accommodation:ohne Angabe
Ship Flag:Deutschland
Port of Departure:Hamburg
Port of Arrival:Sydney


The German immigrants on board the Caesar Godeffroy were mostly men and for the most part were shepherds along with some vinecutters. Although the Godeffroy ships, which transported  German and other European immigrants to Queensland in the 1850's mostly travelled directly to Moreton Bay, several of the voyages, including the one transporting Gottlieb Nerger,  saw the German workers disembarking in Sydney and then being transferred to Brisbane. Although the German workers were consigned to employees before arrival, some immigrants on disembarking, were lured by the exctiing city life in Sydney, and others enticed to the Australian Gold fileds. They deserted the ships on arrival and the immigrarion scheme was in danger of failing to provide the much needed farm hands. To avoid losing  German immigrant farm workers, German immigrant ships later travelled directly to Moreton Bay to offload immigrants in Brisbane, closer to the Darling Downs so avoiding the loss of contracted wfarm workers.

Living arrangements for these German immigrants were in sharp contrast to those of the earlier South Australian German settlers who settled in communities and founded flourishing townships. Theirs was a much lonelier life on arrival. Shepherds were required to live on isolated parts of large landholdings to protect sheep from dingoes, aboriginal attacks and bushrangers. German workers quickly earned a reputation as reliable, sober and hardworking men and were much in demand for work on the Darling Downs pastoral leasholds. They frugally saved the money that they earned and many purchased small acreages of farming land for themselves at the first opportunity. I know from the 1861 advertisement in the Darling Downs Gazette that Gottlieb Nerger purchased a small farm of around 4 and a half acres. 

I visited Toowoomba and found Gottlieb Nerger's land, some of which is now a park. Image SharnWhite ©©

CONSTRUCT A STORY ABOUT YOUR ANCESTOR'S IMMIGRATION

The Moreton Bay Courier, 16 October, 1852 Page1

The above advertisement placed in the Moreton Bay Courier, on October, 16, 1852, refers to one of the ships in the Godeffoy family owned shipping line which was contracted to bring German migrant farm workers to Queensland, Australia. What is particularly interesting about the advertisement and the many other similar ones in Queensland Newspapers at this time, is that it provides evidence that farmers on the Darling Downs were actively seeking German farm workers and had placed orders forsuch with  immigration agents such as Messrs Kirchner & Co for Shepherds. 

Advertisement in a German Newspaper for Immigration to Australia Image Creative Commons ©©

Wilhem Kirchener was a German Immigration Officer employed by the New South Wales and later the Queensland Government to recruit immigrants to relocate to Australia. He published a book in 1848, entitled, Australien und seine Vortheile für Auswanderer. [H. L Brönner, Frankfurt], to promote the benefits of emigration for German people. This translates as 'Australia and it's Advantages for Emigrants'. Advertisements were placed regularly in German newspapers recruiting people to emigrate to Australia and were designed to entice particulary German rural workers towards a new and better life. 

Letter to the editor of the Moreton Bay Courier 24 May, 185 regarding German workers to be introduced to the Darling Downs

A search of newspaper articles about German immigration to Australia brought to my attention the German Immigration Scheme of Mr Neuhauss [ Geelong Courier Tuesday, 12 August, 1851], in which the article reported, that Mr Neuhauss proposes to introduce "skilled agricultural labourers, shepherds, and female servants" on being paid by their employers 7 pounds for each emigrant. The wages payable to males 20 pounds per annum and to females 12 pounds per annum. 

The article announcs Mr Neuhauss as saying, the colonists are in want of labour.I will supply you on reasonable terms. The class of emigrants which it is intended to introduce is of the right kind.The Germans are of the right kind. The Germans are a laborious, honest, and frugal race. They will easily amalgamate with their blood relations, the Anglo-Saxons. 

This article very much reinforces the notion that Australia was looking for immigrants of a sober protestant background to improve what was seen to be an immoral, criminally 'stained' and largely Irish Catholic population.

On May 3, 1851, the Moreton Bay Courier carried an account entitled German Immigration, which announced the intended visit to the Moreton Bay area by Mr Neuhauss himself, who is consequent upon an application made by the gentlemen in this district, having a considerable knowledge of Germany, and formerly connected with an extensive business in Brisbane, and who desired to know from Messrs Godeffroy and Son the rate at which German labourers would be introduced into Moreton Bay direct. 

Between the 1820's and 1880's hundreds of thousands of German and Prussian emigrants left their homeland to escape religious persecution or economic ruin. With an economic downturn and the major failure of crops in the mid 19th century in Germany and Prussia, a campaign of advertising directly aimed at attracting reliable German farm workers to migrate to Australia, was extremely successful and it is not difficult to imagine my ancestor being tempted by the promise of great benefits if he emigrated.

The above sources of information about German immigration to Queensland, have afforded me some understanding of the way in which Gottlieb Nerger would have been lured into emigrating to a new nation which offered him the opportunity for a bettter life, for employment, and especially, as a single man, for adventure. From research and also from a personal knowledge of the Darling Downs landscape, I have been able to construct a picture of the isolated life my great great great grandfather would have lived, employed as a shepherd on a large pastoral sheep station, fending for himself on the lonely plains of the Darling Downs. Through my research, my ancestor's life has become more tangible to me. I wonder about the fear he may have felt facing perils so unfamiliar to him as dingoes, aboriginals brandishing spears or even brazen bushrangers. I imagine that he worried about his livelihood being threatened if he lost his employer's sheep? I have discovered what wage he would have earned for his lonely existence and I respect the way in which my Prussian shepherd ancestor must have worked hard to save his earnings. Piece by piece, my immigrant ancestor's journey is evolving into an appreciable story which helps me to understand a three times great grandfather who left his homeland and toiled in the past to provide for his family. I appreciate that he was one of my ancestors who set the scene for the fortunate life I have today, three geberations on.


CONSTRUCT A STORY OF YOUR ANCESTOR'S LIFE AFTER ARRIVAL

Jondaryan Woolshed Darling Downs Queensland Image Wikimedia ©©

WHAT EMPLOYMENT DID YOUR ANCESTOR FIND AFTER ARRIVAL?

Resources for piecing together events in our ancestors' lives are many and varied. Some will be found online, however, for others it may be necessary to visit  libraries and archives or historical societies in the localities where your ancestors lived and worked. Putting in the effort to search beyond the internet is more than often well rewarded.

A search of the Toowoomba & Darling Downs Family History Society's  research centre's Biographical Register [QLD 435.160] and records from the Jondaryan Woolshed 1840-1946 [QLD 4403.001 Toowoomba & Darling Downs FHS] shows that Gottlieb Nerger was employed as a shepherd after he arrived  on the Darling Downs, on the large sheep station known as Jondaryan . Jondaryan is famous even today for its huge woolshed, the construction of which began in 1859. The first shearing  held in this shed was in 1861, so it is more than likely that Gottlieb Nerger was present at this event. As a member of the Toowoomba and Darling Downs community, he would have most certainly been impressed by the large woolshed which could hold over 3000 sheep at any one time.  


Sheep ready for shearing at Jondaryan c 1890 Image Wikimedia ©©


LOOK FOR LAND OR PROPERTY YOUR ANCESTOR OWNED

                                                            Farm to Let

To Let, at Toowoomba, a SMALL FARM of three acres with a two roomed Slab Cottage. The farm is paling fenced and partly under cultivation.
The land is elegibly situated near the Saw Mills, and will be let on reasonable terms for two years. For further particulars apply to
                                          GOTLIEB NERGER
                                                             Toowoomba


I discovered the above newspaper advertisement on microfilm in the Toowoomba Library Local Research Centre in Ruthven Street, Toowoomba. It was placed in the Darling Downs Gazette and General Advertiser by Gottlieb Nerger on January, 21, 1861. Although the Darling Downs Gazette has now been digitised and made available on TROVE, I have not found this advertisement on the website despite a number searches. This is an excellent reminder that it is important to always search local records and original records as well as those available online. Not everything online is indexed in a way that easily enables you to easily find every record you are looking for.

Toowoomba History Library Image SharnWhite © ©

The advertisement in the Darling Downs Gazette and General Advertiser, is just one of the many scraps of evidence which I have gathered in my quest to tell my German immigrant ancestor's story. Each piece of information was a piece of the puzzle that was his life story before I began to assemble it. Gradually, the threads of Gottlieb Nerger's story, weave together to become a colourful tapestry of a real life rather than faded words on old documents.




Although the above advertisement appears insignificant at first glance, the small notice provided me with invaluable details about my ancestor's property in Toowoomba on the Darling Downs in Queensland, in 1861. It also confirms for me that in 1861, nine years after Gottlieb Nerger's arrival in Australia from Prussia, he owned his own small farm. For me, the most thrilling information in the advertisement is the description of his home and his farm.  It enables my mind to paint a picture in of an image of a modest timber slab cottage consisting only of two rooms. I find myself imagining my ancestor labouring beneath the fiercely hot Queensland sun, with a handsaw, to fell the native gum trees and then sawing them into slabs of timber suitable for building material. I know that my ancestor planted crops and protected his precious food source by constructing a  paling fence around his land. I know that he undoubtedly laboured hard to own his modest farm and I feel pride that he made a home for himself in his new land.

ONE CLUE LEADS TO ANOTHER....

One significant result of finding the above advertisement, was that it gave me a reference point for a search for the location for the farm itself, which is described as being near the saw mills. This mention of a location was a valuable point of reference for further investigation.

The same tiny advertisement also provokes the question as to why Gottlieb Nerger was leasing his land out in 1861. It is clues like this which not only offers an excellent foundation for further research, but significantly, they provide a realistic timeline of events in an ancestor's life from which a story can evolve.

A search of the 1861 rate notices held on microfilm by the Toowoomba Family History Society, of which I am a member, provided me with a map reference and an acreage of land for my ancestor's property - Lot 23, Portion 29, 40 acres. By comparing old and new maps of Toowoomba, I was able to establish beyond doubt the location of my ancestor's farm.  I feel extremely fortunate  to have located, visited and even walked on the land that he owned.

In the 1863 Toowoomba Rate Notices, Gottlieb Nerger owned, in the parish of Aubigny, Drayton, Toowoomba, part of portion 23, containing 3 acres, Annual Value being 30 Pounds. The Rate notice informed me that on this land stood a substantial house. In 1861, his house had been dscribed as a modest two room timber slab house. By 1863, after his marriage to Christiana Siegler in September of 1863, a month after her arrival from Beutelsbach in Weurttemberg, Germany on the ship La Rochelle, Gottlieb had built a larger  substantial home for himself and his wife. As a married man with a baby son in 1864, he was providing well for his new family. 

* I have not yet found evidence as to whether the 40 acres should have read as 4 acres or whether Gottlieb disposed of some of his land as he earlier stated that he intended to do, in a letter he wrote in 1859. [State Library of Queensland Series A2, Reel A2.42 , p.502]


DID YOUR ANCESTOR BECOME A NATURALISED CITIZEN? 

Prior to the Naturalisation Legislation being passed in New South Wales in 1849, it was difficult for immigrants born outside of the British Empire to become naturalised Australian citizens. Following the Naturalisation Act 1849, [Act 11. Vic.No.39], a German born immigrant such as my ancestor, who wanted the right to vote or to own land, was required to become naturalised and to swear an oath of allegiance. Naturalisation Certificates are a valuable source of personal information about an immigrant ancestor.

A search of  the Queensland State Archives  website in  Naturalizations 1851-1904,  found what I thought to be Gottlieb Nerger's name, although it was spelled as Nereger.  A visit to the archives located Gottlieb Nereger's Certificate of Naturalisation in the Register of Aliens to Whom Oaths of Allegiance were Administered, 1858-1904 [Series 5741, Item 882252, pp 1-829, on page 379. The cerificate is dated August 7, 1858. Although I felt that this my three times great grandfather I needed evidence that Gottlieb Nereger and Gottlieb Nerger were one and the same person.

On a trip to Brisbane, I visited the State Library of Queensland to search A2 Series on microfilm, Reel A2.42  of Letters Received 1859 and Papers Filed With Them [NSW -Colonial Secretary Letters Relating to Moreton Bay and Queensland 1822-1860]. Slowly scrolling through the microfilm reel, I found letters and forms written and filled out by Gottlieb Nerger, between April 13, 1858 and March 30, 1859.

On microfilm [A2 Series], reel A2.42 pages 420-424,  I found documents addressed to the then Governor General, Sir William Thomas Denison, in 1858, from Gottlieb Nerger who was applying for a Certificate of Naturalisation.  In his application for naturalisation, in 1858, Gottlieb gave his age as 31 years and  his occupation as a general labourer.  His naturalisation certificate wasdated August,7  1858 and  witnesses to his good character were R Bownlee and John Broadbent who both testified that they had known Gottlieb Nerger for 3 years.

Below is an excerpt from Gottlieb Nerger's  Certificate of Naturalisation.

Gottlieb Nereger is a native of Germany, is 32 years of age, and that having arrived  by the ship Goddeffroy, in the year 1852, ...is now residing in Toowoomba, Drayton, having purchased land in the said colony with the intention of settling thereon.

Three words which leapt out at me from the page were, "having purchased land'. This small piece of information from Gottlieb Nerger's Certificate of Naturalization, helped to clarify the dates for his land purchase and the construction of his house. The document told me that by 1858, he had purchased land in Drayton, Toowoomba, with the intention of settling there.  From this, I had an more accurate date for the purchase of my ancestor's farm and significantly, I was able to date the construction of his slab house to between 1858 and 1861, when the lease advertisement, describing the timber slab house, appeared in the Darling Downs Gazetter.

A google search for "Gottlieb Nerger Toowoomba" revealed that the the State Library of Queensland also held records which related to Gottlieb Nerger's Naturalisation from the years 1858 and 1859. Reading through the notes in the index, I felt as though I had struck gold as I read the following words - Gottlieb Nerger [also spelled Nereger].There in front of me was the proof I required.

The records relating to Gottlieb Nerger's 1858 Naturalisation generated somewhat of a complication in his story however as it appeared that in the records there was a second application for Naturalisation in 1859.  At first I assumed that the 1859 letters and forms would turn out to be official business related to his naturalisation, but in fact, curiously, he had, in fact, applied a second time in 1859 to be naturalised.  Since I had a copy of his Naturalisation Certificate, dated August 7, 1858, this raised a number of questions.

[* Note of interest - Gottlieb Nerger's 1858 Naturalisation Cerificate was signed by Charles Cowper, the same man who my husband's great great grandfather, Matthew McDonald was assigned to in 1837 when he arrived as a free immigrant from Scotland. How all our paths cross in strange ways.]

WHEN INFORMATION LEADS TO A  MYSTERY.....



A search of the New South Wales State Records only further served to add to the mystery when I discovered that Gottlieb Nerger had indeed been issued with a second Certificate of Naturalisation on September 15, 1859 [Item 4/1202, Reel 130, P.9].

Curious information about ancestors add some degree of melodrama to their story and undoubtedly make it a more interesting tale. I wasn't sure what my ancestor's melodrama would turn out to be but I was certainly intrigued.

Had Gottlieb Nerger not been aware that his certificate had been issued?
Had it been granted then refused?
Was there a problem because his surname was mispelled?
Was this a mistake in the naturalisation records?

In the 1859 Naturalisation application, Gottlieb had provided similar information about himself as he had done in 1858, on a form directed to the Governor General. His age was now stated to be 32 years, where it had been 31 the previous year so there was no doubt that this was a second and separate application. His occupation still a labourer. In the 1859 application, different witnesses testified to his character. They were Edward Lord, Martin Boulton, William H Groom and William Smith who  all stated that they had known Gottlieb Nerger for 2 years. [A2 Series, Reel A2.42, p.502]

I uncovered a clue for why there was an unusual second naturalisation application, on another trip to Brisbane and the State Library of Queensland, when I re-examined the microfilm at in the A2 Series, Reel A2.42, pp 498-499. I discovered that I had missed an entry on the same reel of microfilm, on my previous visit to the State Library when looking for Gottlieb Nerger's Certificate of Naturalisation. The information I had overlooked, was located between the 1858 entry [pp 422-424] and the 1859 entry [p.502] and dated August 27, 1858, 20 days after the date on Gottlieb Nerger's first Naturalisation Certificate. Here, I found a fascinating characterisation of Gottlieb Nerger in a letter  to the Principal Under Secretary. The memorial or testimony had originated at the Drayton Police Office and was signed by John Watts JP, and Francis Watts JP.

Gottlieb Nereger, also spelled Nerger....re absconding from Jondaryan: less than ordinary amount of intelligence, an inoffensive man, has little knowledge of English and conduct may be attributed to this [No 59/4]

As a descendant, I could not help but indignantly wonder how the brainpower of my three time great grandfather was established if he spoke little English. Moreover, I now had yet another mystery to solve. Since German immigrants were usually contracted to work for two years after arrival, why was 'absconding' from  employment viewed so seriously when my ancestor was a free assisted settler, outside the bonds of his contract and had been in Australia for 5 years. I concluded that there must have been a delay in administering my three times great grandfather's Certificate of Naturalisation in 1858, because he had, for some reason, fled his employer on Jondaryan Station.

FILLING IN THE GAPS IN A STORY

To understand the significance of absconding from hired employment on Jondaryan Station, I set about researching the history of the large landholdingS on the Darling Downs and particularly Jondaryan Station itself. Jondaryan was established in 1840, and was one of the earliest and largest of the pastoral leases settled by squatters on the Darling Downs. These squatters, many of whom were younger sons of wealthy families in the UK, had immigrated to Australia to make their own living. By the 1850's they had accumulated enough fortune to purchase the leases on their pastoral holdings. The prosperity of this new land owning aristoracy, referred to at the time, by social commentators, as 'The Shepherd Kings', built their fortunes on the back of the wool industry and a predominately immigrant labour work force.

Jondaryan passed through a number of hands. In 1858, William Kent and Edward Wienhold took over a sub-lease on the property, retaining the current  Station manager, James Charles White. 
Reading Janette A. Walker's 1984 PhD Thesis, Jondaryan Station: the relationship between pastoral capital and pastoral labour, 1840-1890, Qld University,  I found the following useful information.

Jondaryan Station was a highly-structured and unequal society and exhibited many of the characteristics of a close-knit, ordered and hierarchical rural English village. At the apex of its structure were the lessees, Messrs. Kent and Wienholt, absentee land-lords who paid Jondaryan the occasional supervisory visit. The manager was bound to them by marriage, loyalty and an identity of interest. Below the Management were two further divisions in the Jondaryan community, men and 'others'. In the latter category were women, blacks, exiles, Indian coolies, Chinese and later Polynesians, generally held to be lower in status than the lowest 'men'. From the overseer, the manager's executive, to the lowest blacks, there was a scale of descending status - lower status and remuneration being afforded to lesser occupations within the community. The population could be further broken down into resident, itinerant and contract groups and, within each of these, the skilled and the unskilled.[Abstract]

Absconding from hired service was probably the most common charge brought by Downs Squatters against their employees. Notices  that were inserted by run-holders who had 'lost' their labourers were frequently to be seen in the Moreton Bay Courier.... such actions met with penalties under the Masters and Servants Act J.M. Andrews of Jondaryan in fact offered a reward of £2 for the capture of John McMurray in 1847. ...



The Master & Servants Act, 1828 (England) allowed employers to prosecute any employee who absconded or refused to work. A search of the Digitalised Newspapers on the Trove website, showed me a number of articles about appearances  of people in the  Toowoomba Police Court who were charged with breach of  the Masters & Servants Act.

 Janette Walker says in her thesis,

Of Jondaryan it was said, "if anything can show the need of a shearers' associaton, it is the treatment of men at this Station . . . They are not regarded as men at all, but as machines and are threatened with the terrors of the Masters and Servants Act if they dare show the inherent spirit of a true born man to resist tyranny in whatever form it come p.148

After researching working conditions for rural workers on Jondaryan Station in the 1850's, I can now more easily comprehend the hardships my immigrant ancestor encountered in this new country. Far from being the adventurous new life he had been promised in enticing immigration advertisements, his grievances  must have grown so unbearable that he 'absconded' from his place of employment. As a non English speaking immigrant working on Jondaryan Station, Gottlieb Nerger  would undoubtedly have been placed low on the scale of gradation between the land owning Squatter aristocracy at the top, and the Chinese and Aboriginal workers at the bottom. Permanent workers who lived on Jondaryan Station received far better consideration and liberties than itinerant or contract workers and especially immigrants such as my three times great grandfather. For the latter, no real ties were formed to bind them to Jondaryan and much discontent grew amongst the contract immigrant labourers. This, I am led to believe, was the sad situation in which  Gottlieb Nerger found himself, five years after leaving his home in Petersdorf, Prussia.

SEARCH FOR WAYS YOUR ANCESTOR WAS INVOLVED IN THE COMMUNITY

I find it useful to investigate the people who knew my ancestors - neighbours, friends, and others who lived and worked in the same community. Through the people associated with an ancestor I have often discovered facts relevant to my own family history research.

If your ancestor was a member of a church, social or sporting group, chances are that you will find information in local newspapers. For example, I know that my great great grandfather, John Nerger, son of Gottlieb, showed prize winning canaries, because it was reported many times in the newspaper in Maryborough, Queensland. When people in  rural or smaller communities, went on holidays, their destination was often announced in the local newspaper. The Darling Downs Gazette and General Advisor, reported on October, 31, 1861, a heartfelt thankyou from the Trustees of the German Lutheran Evangelical Church of Toowoomba to the building recently created on the grounds belonging to the above church in Stuart Street, Towoomba. Gottlieb Nerger's Name was on the list of contributees, having contributed 1 pound. A significant amount of money in 1861 and more than most on the list of contributors gave towards the construction of St Paul's Lutheran Church, which was opened in 1863.

RESEARCH CONNECTIONS IN THE COMMUNITY - FRIENDS AND NEIGHBOURS

On that same list of contributors to the Toowoomba Lutheran Evangelical Church, where I found Gottlieb Nerger, was the name of Martin Klein. I always try to find out as much as I can about the people my ancestors came into contact with. Friends, neighbours, witnesses and in this case people who attended the same church. These folk were often involved in more ways than you might imagine with your ancestor. Martin Klein was a name that I later encountered when I discovered that Gottlieb had sold his farm in 1868, and taken his family to Gympie to try to make his fortune in the goldfields. Martin Klein owned the farm adjoining that of Gottlieb Nerger and it was he who purchased the Nerger farm. The park which I visited which had been a part of my great great great grandfather's farm is now known as the Martin Klein Park. Martin Klein's life was tragically cut short in 1870, when he was murdered by a fellow German named F.A. Herrlich in a dispute regarding the cutting down of cedar trees. I winder, had my great great great grandfather remained on his farm, might that have been his death splashed across the pages of Darling Downs newspapers?

The list of contributers to the Toowoomba Lutheran Church contained another significant name, which was that of Johan Bauer. Johan had arrived in Australia on the same voyage as Gottlieb Nerger in 1852. He was from the village of Beutelsbach, Werttemberg, the very same place that Christiana Siegler left two years later in the year she married Gottlieb Nerger. Since Beutelsbach is a very small village, it seems reasonable to infer that Johan Bauer was instrumental in arranging for Christiana to journey to Australia to marry Gottlieb Nerger. This appears to be a highly likely assumption given that the marriage took place a mere one month after her arrival in Australia. 

 YOUR IMMIGRANT ANCESTOR'S STORY IS AN ONGOING TASK

The discovery of gold in the Queensland town of Gympie in 1867, sparked a rush to the new goldfield by November of that year. In early 1868, Gottlieb Nerger, perhaps smitten by gold fever, perhaps finding life as a famer to be precarious, leased his farm in Toowoomba and with his wife, Christiana and two young sons, John and George, travelled the long journey down the steep mountain range from the Darling Downs and journeyed north to the Gympie goldfields. In early 1869, the family was joined by a new baby named Hermann, born in the midst of the gold rush in Gympie.

Gympie gold miners c 1870 next to a bark slab hut. Image ©©

WHAT WAS LIFE LIKE FOR AN IMMIGRANT ON THE GOLD FIELDS?

To understand life was like on the Gympie goldfields for Gottlieb Nerger and his family, I directed my attention to the newspapers of the day. On the 26th of September, 1868, the year that my ancestor arrived in Gympie, The Queenslander carried a story entitled, Life at Gympie. This article is a window into the past world of Gympie, describing intricately, so colourful a picture of the hotels and other buildings that it creates the impression one is back in the past, walking through the town in person, in 1868. The following is a short extract of the wonderfully descriptive sketch of life in the goldmining town of Gympie, a town which boasts that Queensland was built on the back of its wealth from gold. If you have ancestors who mined for gold at the Gympie goldfields, this article is well worth reading along with other news articles from the gold rush days. I will in part reproduce it here:

Numberless stores and buildings are going up- indeed, if more sawn timber were available, much greater progress would be made. Shingles and rough slabs have to be used in many instances where better prepared material would be brought into requisition if it were available.

As on all extensive gold-fields, Saturday in town is the most remarkable day in the week. At night the central part of Gympie presents a scene somewhat similar to the close of a fair or carnival. The main street is densely crowded, all the shops are lighted up extensively and hotels and places of amusement are well patronised. In order to make the public aware of the peculiar merits of the particular places of entertainment, the lessees employ bellmen, through the influence of whose clamor and oratory, hundreds who have not been away from their claims during the preceding five days of the week, may be induced to favor the pretensions of the performers. Shorlty after sunset, the rival street-criers begin to inform the populace of what is provided for their evening's amusement, attracting attention with the aid of a bell.....
and first to Walker, the original crier, of Brisbane notoriety

"Oyez! oyez! oyez!- Ashton's Royal Anglo-Saxon Circus, for one night only, prior to departure for New South Wales....Come and see the daring feats of horsemanship of Tier and Combo Combo, and negro eccentricities never yet exelled! - the greatest combination of talent-....."

Simultaneously, from a few paces off, old Quigley, the great bellman from Victoria, Lambing Flat, and the Lachlan, with clear, articulate and stentorian voice, not however, coupled with equal volubility to Walker's harangue, addresses the crowd as follows:- 
"Let me draw your special attention to the Varieties Theatre, the greatest combination of talent ever assembled in one theatre for the public amusement . . Wilson and Mr J. R. Taylor . . the only real theatre on Gympie! Royalty might sit and be amused at the entertainment given by the Leopolds, for the festering tongue of scandal is never moved even to raise a laugh at the humblest in the land; therefore the entertainmeny given by the Leopolds is the only entertainment worthy of your notice on the diggings." and away rings the bells....
The circus was full, and the Leopolds had 800 in Scowen's Theatre on the night in question. At One Mile Messrs  Barlow and Thatcher have a run of full houses....

The Sabbeth is now marked by an entire cessation of mining operations, and the churches are attended by large congregations.The Bethel of Primitive Methodists is the first chapel erected; it is neatly and substantially built and stands on a nice site near Coraker's Northumberland Hotel. The Roman Catholic Church is a larger ediface, erected on Caledonian Hill, and at the One Mile is a house of worship similar to the Bethel belonging to the Independents.Spoken of as on the eve of erection are buildings for the Church of England on Paletine Hill, for the Church of Scotland on Surface Hill, for the Independents on Paletine Hill, and for the Weslyan Methodists at the One Mile. A Hebrew Synagogue will also shortly be built.

Main Street Gympie 1868. Image  Wikipeda Qld State Archives Creative Commons Licence ©©

The article continues to list the amount of gold discovered at each reef, the manner in which shafts were sunk  and provides a colourful depiction of daily life on the Gympie goldfields. Significantly,the journalist names  of every reef on the Gympie Goldfields as of September 2, 1868. With names such as Old England, Britannia, Belfast, Canadian, Cornish, Columbia, Count Bismark, Duke of Edinburgh, Dublin, Dalby, European, German, Hamburg, Lincolnshire, Liverpool, New Zealand, Napier, Prussian, Scandinavian, San Paoli, and Koh-in-oor, one is offered a glimpse of the conjugation of cultures on the Gympie goldfields.

In addition to names which refelcted the multi-cultural make-up of the mining town of Gympie, there were creative reef names that demonstrate the tenacity, the hopes and the dreams of the many, like my own ancestor who left their land and employment to follow a dream of striking it rich digging for gold. These include, Perseverance, Band of Hope, Fortitude, Golden Dream, Hope, and Lucknow.  A few miners displayed a jolly sense of humour when naming their gold reefs, Never Mind, Hit and Miss and Nil Desperandum. 

Australian Gold Diggins c 1855 Edward Roper Creative Commons ©©

Despite the delights to be found in the town of Gympie on a Saturday night, and before I had the opportunity to imagine my ancestor strolling down the main street with his family on their way to enjoy a night at the circus, I discovered other considerably bleaker views of life on the goldfields which possibly paint a more realistic picture of what my ancestor's life was like as a gold miner.

The following account appeared in the Brisbane Courier, on November 14, 1867, entitled "Gympie Creek Goldfields"

J. A. Lewis, Inspector of Police arrived on the Gympie Goldfield on 3 November 1867 and wrote on 11 November 1867:
"On reaching the diggings I found a population numbering about five hundred, the majority of whom were doing little or nothing in the way of digging for the precious metal. Claims, however, were marked out in all directions, and the ground leading from the gullies where the richest finds have been got was taken up for a considerable distance. I have very little hesitation in stating that two-thirds of the people congregated there had never been on a diggings before, and seemed to be quite at a loss what to do. Very few of them had tents to live in or tools to work with; and I am afraid that the majority of those had not sufficient money to keep them in food for one week...From all that I could glean from miners and others, with whom I had an opportunity of speaking, respecting the diggings, I think it very probable that a permanent gold-field will be established at, or in the vicinity of, Gympie Creek; and if reports-which were in circulation when I left the diggings-to the effect that several prospecting parties had found gold at different points, varying from one to five miles from the township, be correct, there is little doubt but it will be an extensive gold-field, and will absorb a large population within a very short period

The following letter from Mr O. Harvey  to his brother in law, was was published The Ballarat Star, Wednesday, 12th August, 1868.

Gympie Creek, Nashville, 28th July, 1868

" Dear Will, - here I am, writing under difficulties, the ground my seat, and a tin-dish my table....I am sorry it is not in my power to give you any encouraging news as I believe this is, without exception, the poorest rush I have ever seen..... what little alluvial diggings there was has been preety well worked, with the exception of some deep ground and close to the river.....There is a new rush today to a place of about 28 miles distant. Large numbers have gone, and are still going....I can say but little about it, as  but little is known, although, as usual, there are good reports; but people are dubious. Everthing here is very dull, very little employment to be obtained and scores of idle men knocking about. Provisions are very cheap. If one boards himself, ten shillings a week is sufficient, though the hotel keepers have the impudence to charge ten shillings per day, with no accomodation worth naming. Hundreds of people are still arriving and as many are leaving.....The 'powers to be' and the business people in this colony are not worthy of the name Anglo-Saxons. They have neither energy nor tact. I don't know that I can say any more, only to tell you strongly advise any friends not to think of coming over here. How are things on Ballarat? It will be no use staying here unless something turns up shortly... Yor affectionate brother" 


Gold Mining Queensland 1870. Image John Oxley Library Qld, Wikipedia ©©


CONCLUDING THE IMMIGRANT ANCESTOR'S STORY

My story of Gottlieb Nerger, my German three times great grandfather, who immigrated to Australia in 1852, came to an abrupt and premature end in 1869, when at the Gympie Gold Fields, less than two years after departing Toowoomba on the Darling Downs. Gottlieb Nerger died.  he passed away on October 28, 1869, aged 47 years, of heart disease which he had suffered for 8 months. In passing, he left his young  28 year old German born wife and three young sons alone among the diggings of the Gympie goldfields. I know that Christiana Nerger remained in Gympie, with her three sons, because the death of the youngest, baby Hermann, aged 1 year and 10 months was recorded there in October of 1870. he died from to convulsions. I can't help but wonder  how the Nerger family's life may have differed if  Gottlieb Nerger had not made the decision to leave his life as a farmer on the Darling Downs to take his young family to the gold diggings of Gympie.

Gottlieb Nerger was buried in the newly opened Tozer Cemetery in Gympie on October 29th. The land on which this cemetery was located  has since been resumed for a new use and is now known as the Andrew Fisher Memorial Park, in honour of Australia's 5th Prime Minister. There is a plaque at the site memorialising Gympie's first cemetery.  63 historic headstones were relocated to a newer cemetery and remain a poignant reminder of Gympie's gold rush days.

Headstones relovated from Tozer Park Cemetery Image Wikipedia  ©©

ONE FIND OFTEN LEADS TO ANOTHER

During my research into the life of my German immigrant ancestor, Gottlieb Nerger, discovering the name of Wilhelm Kirchner, led me to find the reason for my maternal Swiss branch of my family immigrating to Australia. In 1870, Ludwig Kirchner  was appointed as the Immigration Agent for Queensland in Germany, around the time that the Franco-Prussian War began. Kirchner discovered several problems with the recruitment of German migrants. Queensland by law, was unable to procure repayment from the German emigrants and Germany decreed no German males between the ages of  six and forty were permitted to leave Germany.  Kirchner began looking towards other European countries, to recruit immigrants, enticing them just as he had done the German immigrants, with the promise of employment and a better life in Queensland. Large numbers of Scandinavian immigrants arrived in Australia from Hamburg under Kirchner's Immigration Scheme. My other maternal great great great grandparents, Jacob and Anna Häberling immigrated in 1871 from Zurich , Switzerland along with mostly Norwegian, Swedish and Danish immigrants bound for Maryborough and other Queensland ports. When John Nerger married Barbara Lena Häberling in 1884, the immigrant stories of these two families merged.    

Barbara Lena Nerger and  five of her six children to John Nerger. Florrie Barbara, Lillie Herminne (my Great grandmother, Elsie Emilie, Maude Helena and Percy John. 



SOME ONLINE SOURCES

GERMAN MISSIONARIES IN AUSTRALIA



GERMAN IMMIGRATION TO QUEENSLAND



http://www.theshipslist.com/ships/australia/SAgermanindex.shtml#1852

http://www.findmypast.com.au/articles/world-records/full-list-of-australia-and-new-zealand-records/travel-and-migration/emigrants-from-hamburg-to-australasia-1850-1879

http://search.ancestry.com.au/search/db.aspx?dbid=1068

http://www.germanroots.com/hamburg.html


GERMAN IMMIGRATION SOURCES

http://www.germanroots.com/wuerttemberg.html

http://www.germanroots.com/baden.html

http://www.germanroots.com/emigration.html

http://www.passengerlists.de/


DARLING DOWNS HISTORY

Queensland Government Department of Environment and Heritage Protection - Jondaryan Woolshed

Toowoomba Regional Council History Library

http://www.slq.qld.gov.au/showcase/grass-dukes-and-shepherd-kings/essay


QUEENSLAND GOLD RUSH


http://www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic/486932/Queensland/42513/Free-settlement-and-separation-from-New-South-WalesGYMPIE GOLD RUSH

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_gold_rushes#1867.E2.80.931870:_Gympie_and_other_finds_in_Queensland

WHAT KILLED GREAT GRANDAD.... a Curious Mystery solved on TROVE.. PartOne

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DIFFERENT FAMILY ANECDOTES ABOUT HOW GREAT GRANDAD WAS KILLED? BUT WHICH ONE WAS TRUE?

My Grandfather, Colin Hamilton McDade


When I was growing up in Brisbane, Queensland, the sad story about how my great grandfather was killed by a falling branch, was often talked about in my family. I knew, from a young age, that his untimely death in September of 1930, was a tragic tale of death by misadventure. I was familiar with the park where I was told the branch had fallen on my great grandfather's head and I had written about his death in several of my blog posts. I had no reason to doubt this well known family anecdote until a heart stopping telephone call one day. A relative who found me through one of my blog posts phoned me and related a far more chilling account of my great grandfather's death than the one I had been told. Her story was in no way similar to the one I was familiar with, and in fact, it echoed ominous overtones of a shocking and deceitful family cover up. That phone call, which sent chills down my spine, launched me on a lengthy quest for the truth. 

For many years since that conversation, I have been troubled by the curious mystery that surrounded my great grandfather's death. I could find no evidence, to prove which of the two distinctly different versions of how he had died, was accurate or even if either of them were true, until this week I had an exciting find. 

Several days ago, I finally discovered concrete evidence of how my paternal great grandfather, John McDade was killed. Let me to start at the beginning...

MY GREAT-GRANDFATHER...

John McDade was born in Glasgow, Scotland in 1872. Born into a family of generations of coal miners, John himself, was a miner who laoured in various coal mines in and around Glasgow, until 1923, when with his wife Elizabeth and nine children, he emigrated to Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. Having lived in Australia for less than seven years, John McDade died on September 9th, 1930. What caused his death bcame the subject of a curious mystery which just this week I finally solved.


THE STORY THAT I WAS TOLD ABOUT JOHN MCDADE'S DEATH... 

Aged in his 50's, while walking home from work one evening, through Wickham Terrace Park, John McDade was hit on the head by a falling tree branch. When he arrived home, his family took him to the hospital to have his injury attended. After being examined by doctors and declaring that he was fine, John was sent home that same night. The following morning, complaining of pain in his head, he collapsed and died from his head injury. 

I was told that a falling branch killed John McDade Image Wikipedia ©©

OH HECK! WHY HAVE ONE VERSION OF A FAMILY STORY WHEN YOU CAN HAVE TWO

Some years ago, a McDade relative whom I had never met, contacted me. She is, as I am, a great granddaughter of John McDade. I descend from the third son, Colin Hamilton McDade and she, from from my grandfather's younger sister.  I was of course, thrilled, and for many months we conversed on the telephone, sharing stories about our family history. During one of these telephone conversations, my cousin left me speechless, as she told me a very different account of John McDade's death, than the one I had heard previously. This story, she informed me, she had heard from her mother and as I listened quietly to her words, a chill darted down my spine....

A COUSIN'S MORE CHILLING CHRONICLE OF JOHN'S DEATH...

My grandfather, and one of his brothers got into a heated argument one evening after a few beers, and the argument ended up in a fierce fist fight. Their father, John stepped in to try to stop the fight and was accidentally punched in the head. John died the next morning, from his head injury, and the family invented the story of the falling branch to avoid my grandfather and his brother going to jail.

Did a punch to the head really kill my great grandfather?  Image Wikipedia ©©

WAS JOHN MCDADE THE VICTIM OF MANSLAUGHTER OR MURDER?

As you might imagine, this more sinister narrative of John McDade's death cast serious aspersions upon my grandfather and one of my great uncles. If the tale was true then, my grandfather and his brother were responsible for the death of their father. I was shocked to think that John McDade's death may have been cloaked in fiction to prevent my grandfather and his brother from being charged with manslaughter, or even worse, unpremeditated murder! My mind ran amok with visions of a drunken brawl between two brothers, which ended up in a fatal punch that killed their father. I could simply not erase this image from my thoughts, so shocked was I, and it was with a most unpleasant perception of dread, that I embarked on my search for the truth. I had a personal obligation to find the facts since, for my entire life, I had I avoided walking through the park in Wickham Terrace, where I believed my great grandfather to have been killed - just in case a falling branch might bring about my own demise. To add to this, my acute awareness of the dangers of falling branches, had prevented me from allowing my own children to play beneath the trees in our back garden, when there was even the slightest whisper of wind.  The story of my great-grandfather's death by a falling branch, therefore, had profoundly affected my life and suddenly something that had been a very part of the fabric of my background threatened to be untrue. I felt driven to solve the the burdensome question of 'whodonit' which now overshadowed my great grandfather's death.

Family anecdotes cannot always be relied upon as being the truth.

JOHN MCDADE'S DEATH CERTIFICATE

John's death certificate had been of no help in solving the mystery. It declared that he had died of a brain hemorrhage but made no mention of a head injury. I  had only hearsay that an injury to the head had been the cause of  John McDade's death. I had seemingly no way to determine if he had received a fatal injury, let alone whether  the culprit responsible for his to early departure, was  a branch ....or a punch in the head. 

A SEARCH FOR NEWSPAPER REPORTS

If a serious incident had indeed been hushed up in my family, I wanted to know the truth. I searched for newspaper reports on the Trove website (newspapers digitised by the National Library of Australia), but I found nothing at all about my great grandfather's death beyond a funeral notice. Either my great grandfather's death had not been considered newsworthy enough to be reported, any newspaper in which the story had appeared had not yet been digitised. 


ASKING OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS....

I asked other McDade relatives for their versions of my great grandfather's death. My paternal aunt, took immediate exception to the accusation that my grandfather, her father, had in any way been responsible for John McDade's death.  She was adamant that a branch falling from a tree had caused his death. One always has to keep in mind, that when family anecdotes are perpetuated, it is often difficult to find a path to the truth. The seeds of doubt had been planted in my mind by a more malevolent version of my great grandfather's death, and I could not help but wonder if the tale of the falling branch had in fact been nothing but a conspiracy designed to keep my grandfather and his brother from trouble with the law. I knew that finding the truth would require more than my aunt's version of this story, to convince me of its authenticity. I needed real evidence of a cause of death.


Last year, I travelled to Brisbane to meet with some of my McDade cousins. In a park, not far from the Wickham Terrace park where I believed my great grandfather to have been hit on the head by a falling branch, we discussed the death of John McDade. My father's cousin had also heard, from his own father, an account of what happened. He, like myself, was genuinely horrified to hear the injurious account that I had been told, which gave the cause of death as an accidental punch. His father, along with my grandfather, were the two sons, who allegedly in this previously unheard version of events, had caused their father's death in a drunken punch up. 

In the park that day, my cousin related the account of John McDade's death that he had heard first hand from his father. 

TO ADD TO THE CONFUSION..... A THIRD VERSION OF JOHN MCDADE'S DEATH

Bertie (Robert) McDade's account of how his father died went as follows. 

John McDade was working in a park, blowing up tree stumps, when a large piece of a tree stump landed on his head. His sons, Bertie and Colin (my grandfather), were out riding motor bikes together when they received a call to tell them their father had been injured. Riding their bikes home to see their father, they were involved in an accident. An ambulance was summoned, however, when it arrived, the sons refused treatment, saying that they urgently needed to get home to see their father who had been injured. 

You might think, as I did, that this seemed far too an elaborate story to be contrived and I began to think, when I heard this account, that I was nearer to finding the truth. My own story had involved a branch falling from a tree, and although in this version, John McDade's death was allegedly caused by part of a blown up tree stump, at least the culprit was looking like being a tree! And then,  just as I relaxed, and settled into some sense of relief, a dark and foreboding thought occurred to me....  a good lie is ALWAYS well contrived... My heart sank. All I had in truth, were three different versions of an accident, with now a tree stump to add to my list of offenders. I wondered if I would ever know the truth about how John McDade died.

I had written several blog posts mentioning John McDade's 'death by falling branch' and the thought that this might not be true, was not sitting comfortably with me. Although it would be much more convenient for me to accept the fallen branch version of my great grandfather's death, than to contemplate that he had been punched to his death, I resolved to continueto seek the facts.

TROVE MAKES THE BRISBANE TELEGRAPH AVAILABLE TO SEARCH

Recently, on facebook, my good genea-friend, Shauna Hicks, alerted me to the fact that the Brisbane Telegraph newspaper had been digitised and was available to search on Trove. With a spare hour to myself, I logged onto the Trove website and entered 'John McDade' into the search box, also narrowing my search to Queensland newspapers. I had previously searched digitised newspapers for information about my great grandfather's death and found nothing, but it is important to remember that newspapers are continually being digitised and added to Trove.

The first article I found was from The Central Queensland Herald,  dated March 2, 1939, which described the death of a 55 year old man named John McDade,  entitled, "Fatal Explosion Caused by a Box of Matches". The date and place of death (after a near faint thinking I might have to add a box of matches to the growing list of suspects in my great grandfather's death), ruled out this particular man as being my great grandfather. Feeling sincerely sorry for the family of this man from Tennant Creek, who had dropped a box of matches into gun powder he was about to detonate, I was, at the same time, relieved that this had not been my great grandfather's grizzly end. This widely reported death in news reports continued for a number of pages of results, so I narrowed my search further, adding 'tree' to 'John McDade'. 

STRUCK BY FALLING TREE

And then, there it was!  There before my eyes was a report about my great grandfather's death, entitled Struck by Falling Tree. The story was reported in The Week, on Friday, September 12, 1930. The address matched that of my great grandparents in electoral rolls, although my great grandfather had obviously fibbed just a little about his age, most likely for the purpose of obtaining employment. In 1930, John McDade was aged 58 years. 

The Week  Friday September 12, 1930  Image, Trove
THE  NEWS ACCOUNT OF JOHN MCDADE'S INJURY IN THE WEEK,  SEPTEMBER 12, 1930

John McDade, 54 a married man, of King Street, Windsor, employed by the Brisbane City Council under the relief scheme, was felling a tree in Victoria Park on Sept 5, when he was struck by a limb. He did not feel any effects of the injury at the time and continued to work. During the night, however, he complained of pains in the head and as he became worse on Saturday morning ambulance bearers were called. They found that he was suffering from a fracture of the skull and took him to the Brisbane Hospital in an unconscious condition. His condition is serious.

"StateLibQld 1 115724 View over to Brisbane from the hospital at Herston across Victoria Park, looking south, ca. 1936" by Item is held by John Oxley Library ©©

NOT ALL OF THE BRISBANE TELEGRAPH HAS BEEN  DIGITISED YET

Two additional headlines from The Telegraph [Brisbane, Qld], dated September 8 and September 10, 1930, caught my attention on Trove. These were INJURED WORKER and DEATH FROM INJURY. Unfortunately, both of these articles are listed as [coming soon].  By clicking on this blue link I have been able to request that the Trove website emails me as soon as the full articles are released for viewing.  Despite the articles being incomplete, sufficient information was available for me to be certain that these news reports were related to the death of my great grandfather. I am waiting with bated breath now for these two news items to be released for me to read in full.


INJURED RELIEF WORKER , September 8, 1930

John McDade, one of the relief workers employed by the Brisbane City Council... was injured when he was struck by a falling limb of a tree in Victoria Park, ...remains in a critical condition....


DEATH FROM INJURY, September 10, 1930

John McDade, of King Street Lutwyche, employed by the ...Brisbane City Council under the relief scheme... was injured on Friday when felling a tree in Victoria Park, died in hospital...

JOHN MCDADE'S CONDITION WAS REPORTED AS SERIOUS ON THE 12TH OF SEPTEMBER YET HE WAS REPORTED ON THE 10TH OF SEPTEMBER TO HAVE DIED?

I knew from John McDade's death certificate, that he had died on September 9th, 1930. From his funeral notice which appeared in the Brisbane Courier Mail, I was aware that he had been buried on September 10th. Two days later, the the report in The Week on September 12th 1930, informed me that his condition was serious. I'm guessing that was the truth [tongue in cheek] considering he had been buried in Lutwyche Cemetery, two days earlier after passing away on Monday September 9th, (as reported correctly in The Week, September 10,1930) NOT EVERYTHING YOU READ IN A NEWSPAPER IS CORRECT!


THE REAL CAUSE OF  JOHN MCDADE'S DEATH

Not everything we read in the news is correct, and although the news reports varied in minor details, they provided an accurate and an obviously well witnessed account of the injury that John McDade received whilst working alongside other relief workers in Victoria Park on September 5th, 1930. I had achieved what I had set out to do which was to establish the cause my great grandfather's death. Now, however, I had to face the realisation that I had spent my life avoiding the wrong park. John McDade was hit by a falling branch in Victoria Park, Herston and not the park in Wickham Terrace. On a positive note, however, I had dispelled an unpleasant accusatory anecdote and exhonerated my grandfather and great uncle from an action most unpleasant. Relieved, (an understatement!) that John McDade had not been killed by a blow to the head, from one of his own sons during an argument, I went on to research the actual circumstances of his death. I now had a number of questions which I felt warranted answers, including, whether safety measures were put into place for labourers employed by the city council, many of whom would have been unskilled in the jobs allotted to them, could John McDade's death have been avoided and was he the only worker killed in employment under the Brisbane City Council relief scheme?


UNDERSTANDING THE BRISBANE CITY COUNCIL RELIEF SCHEME

I have yet to discover whether there was an inquest held into the death of John McDade, but the fact that he was working under the Brisbane City Council Relief Scheme, has allowed me to understand the circumstances of his death. John McDade was a victim of the Great Depression and as an unemployed worker he had been contracted to the Brisbane City Council to undertake outdoor work for pay to support his family. In 1930, his youngest child was only eight years old. News items in Brisbane newspapers provided me with some understanding of the relief scheme and the part that workers like my great grandfather played in the formation of Victoria Park and other notable Brisbane landmarks. I have also mentioned some informative websites in my sources below.

Workers employed under the relief scheme in Victoria Park, Herston, Brisbane, Sunday, September 21, 1930 Image  Sunday Mail  [Brisbane] TROVE 


Government Relief Scheme  Image:http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/16697398

After passing the Unemployment Workers Insurance Act, in 1922, Queensland was the only state in Australia which had a program to support workers who were unemployed. In July of 1930, the Country Progressive National Party in Queensland, passed another act know as the Income (Unemployment Relief) Tax Act. This act was intended to provide for the payment of relief workers in cities, towns and rural areas who were contracted to work outdoors by local councils. In Brisbane, relief workers were paid to construct and improve roads, bridges, schools, parks and playing fields. The construction of parklands involved the levelling and draining of land,  often the construction of concrete channels and drains, fencing and the felling of existing trees to make way for roads, and the planting of trees and gardens. So, this was the work that my great grandfather was involved in when he was fatally injured. Having been a miner for most of his life, it has occurred to me that he may not have had any or much experience in felling large Australian eucalyptus trees, such as were in Victoria Park prior to its being cleared.

The Courier Mail (Brisbane) 23 April, 1930

Image:http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/21497095?searchTerm=road%20through%20victoria%20park&searchLimits=l-state=Queensland

600 Relief Workers in Victoria Park April 1930
Image:  http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/21511715?searchTerm=CONSTRUCTING%20A%20NEW%20road%20through%20victoria%20park&searchLimits=l-state=Queensland

THANKYOU TO THE NATIONAL LIBRARY OF AUSTRALIA

Family stories passed down from generation to generation can become like Chinese whispers. Members of different branches of my family had three different accounts of how my great grandfather had been injured and died. Not one story was entirely accurate although two were closer to the truth than the third. I am grateful to the National Library of Australia and its website, Trove. Without the digitisation of Australian newspapers, I might never have solved a worrisome mystery and proved that beyond doubt I can now hold a branch of a tree accountable for my great grandfather John McDade's death in 1930.

THE STORY DOES NOT END THERE.....PART TWO:

WHAT THE BRISBANE TELEGRAPH FINALLY REVEALED... AND
MY SHOCKING FIND WHEN I RESEARCHED THE WORKERS' CONDITIONS IN VICTORIA PARK. 

Sources:

NEWSPAPERS

Trove


BRISBANE CITY  COUNCIL RELIEF SCHEME

http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/printArticleJpg/21527103/3?print=y

Queensland Historical Atlas

http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/21533854


VICTORIA PARK, HERSTON, BRISBANE

Queensland Government Department of Environment and Heritage Protection

http://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/result?l-state=Queensland&q=CONSTRUCTING+A+NEW+road+through+victoria+park


NEWS ARTICLES ABOUT THE DEATH OF JOHN MCDADE

http://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/result?l-state=Queensland&l-title=840&q=John+Mcdade+Victoria+park




PART 2 - NEXT POST: WHY JOHN MCDADE'S ACCIDENT SHOULD NEVER HAVE OCCURRED.... COMPLAINTS HAD BEEN MADE BY UNSKILLED WORKERS IN VICTORIA PARK.... Stay tuned!

RUNAWAY HUSBAND - There's No Hiding The Family Skeletons in the News!

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Lillie Herminnie Weston nee Nargar back left (Five Generations of my family from my great great grandmother to myself)
My great grandparents, Lillie Herminnie Nargar and William Joseph Weston were married on August 23rd, 1907, at the Baptist Church in Maryborough, in Queensland. I suppose as with most parents, theirs hoped they would have an enduring and happy marriage. For the first years of their marriage, the couple lived on a banana farm near Bauple, outside of Maryborough and I daresay they were happy with the birth of a son and two daughters.

Lillie was born in 1888, to a German father, John Gottlieb Nerger (later changed to Nargar) and a Swiss born mother, Barbara Lena Häberling. William's parents were Edward Joseph Weston, born in Suffolk, England and Sarah Frayne, the daughter of an Irish born convict, Michael Frayne.

I was very close to my great grandmother, who passed away when I was ten years old, but the husband that I knew as hers, when I was a  child was not William Weston. When I asked questions, of my grandmother and her sister, they always seemed reluctant to speak of their father, which of course as years passed, only served to increase my curiousity. The only information I had about William Weston was the following comment which my great aunt made just before she died in early 2001, when I asked her about her father.

"I met him in the street with my mother once, when I was about 21. My mother said, Dorothy, you remember your father don't you and I said, "You're no father of mine! I just walked away without speaking to him." 

I was consumed with curiousity as to what had caused his daughter to be so very angry with her father. My great aunt had told me that her life as a child had been one of hardship. Her mother, Lillie, pictured above, was the first female fruiterer in Brisbane, (in a male dominated industry). This occupation meant that she had to rise around 4 am every morning to go to the markets, before working long hours in the fruit shop. A family friend lived with the family  to help with the three children, but I always had the feeling that my grandmother and her sister and brother, had not seen much of their mother.

The great grandmother, I knew was a religious and loving woman, so I knew that it must have been from necessity and certainly not from lack of caring that she worked hard for a living and saw little of her children. It surely was not what she had expected on her wedding day in Maryborough. So.. what had changed her circumstances? I knew that Lillie had not been made a widow, since she and her daughter had met by chance her former husband while going to the bank in Fortitude Valley, in Brisbane.

I mentioned in a recent blog post about my great grandfather, John McDade,  that Trove, the National Library of Australia's digitised website is currently adding the Brisbane newspaper, The Telegraph to its wonderful collection. Today, thanks to the Telegraph newspaper,  I solved another mystery in my family history and you might have guessed by the title of this blog post, as to the nature of my discovery. Just released by Trove in a  Brisbane Telegraph report , I found the following most revealing item. I just love the title and something in the tone of the story tells me that my great grandfather, the runaway husband, left behind a very cross wife behind indeed!


...Lillie Herminnie Weston, the plaintiff,said that after living in the north for some years, she and her husband came to Brisbane in 1917, and opened a business in the Valley. Her husband collected around him a bevy of young ladies, whom he entertained in the shop and went out with at night. In May 1920, the defendant made the business over to his wife, and ran away with a young lady from a city hotel.

The above news report triggered another distant memory of my grandmother telling me that when she arrived in Brisbane as a child with her parents. the city lights went to her father's head. I also recalled of the mention of a barmaid. It often only takes something such as this news item to trigger old memories.

I do have to say, that I suspect that it was more likely the
'bevy of young ladies that he entertained in the shop' that swayed William Weston from his wife and his married life than city lights.

William Weston was born in 1887 in Gympie. He grew up on the land and had little experience of city life. In 1917, William and Lillie Weston were listed on the Australian Electoral Roll, living at Bauple. William was a farmer and Lillie, then the mother of three young children, was a stay at home mother.


William Weston working on the land.
I cannot find a World War 1 record of enlistment for William Weston, who would have been around 29 years of age when war broke out, so I have to assume that he remained on the land. Perhaps he failed the medical test. Some statistical studies suggest that men who enlisted from rural areas in Australia were, in general, unmarried and younger than William, however, that is a subject for future research. For reasons I have  yet I have also yet to discover,  the Weston family left their farm near Maryborough in 1917, and moved to Brisbane at a time when farming and food produce was essential to the war effort. In Brisbane, William and Lillie opened a fruit shop in Fortitude Valley, a busy area of Brisbane, not far from the City centre. There,  at 202 Wickham Street, Lillie can be found on the 1921 Electoral Roll , her occupation, a fruiterer. There is no sign of William, confirming the information in the news account, in which Lillie claimed her husband 'ran away' in 1920.


202 Wickham Street, The Valley Image Google Street View

I now also know that William Weston later married the woman he left my great grandmother for and together they had six children.

I am quite aware that this news item only presents one side of a divorce story. My great grandparent's marriage may very well have been already failing when he left, or perhaps, as my grandmother told, me, the 'city lights' did go to the head of the country boy William Weston, and he discovered excitement in the city that he had not known before.

My great grandmother, Lillie Herminnie was a strong woman. She worked hard to give her children what they needed. She was a very religious woman attending the Baptist Tabernacle in Wickham Street, Spring Hill. During World War 2. Lillie volunteered to work in the Australian Women's Land Army. Her friend who had helped to raise the children went on to become a prison chaplain and my great grandmother became very involved in working with women's prisons.

RUNAWAY HUSBAND  or not, Lillie Herminnie Weston (Nargar) went on to contribute much to society and to live her life to the fullest until she succombed to cancer aged in her 80's.

Lillie Herminnie Weston in her Land Army Uniform Image ©




Sources

Trove

Ancestry.com

Findmypast.com.au

Wikipedia




HOW GREAT THOU ART...OR IS IT GRAND?

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'It's a Grand Mistake to Think of Being Great...' Benjamin Franklin with apologies for borrowing only an exerpt of his quote.

This image (or other media file) is in the public domain because its copyright has expired. 


GRAND UNCLE noun Another name for Great Uncle   (British Dictionary)


Have you ever found a distant relative and had difficulty in determining whether he or she is a third cousin once removed or a first cousin three times removed? One only needs to peruse numerous online family history discussions, to discover collective confusion about how to calculate family relationships based upon a common ancestor. As a family historian, when compiling your family tree it is important to familiarise yourself with family relationships and to understand the terms which accompany them. A number of family history programs will provide those calculations for you, to assist you in determining who is a first or second cousin, a first cousin once,  twice or thrice removed, or whether your relative is a 5 times great aunt or a 5 times great grand aunt.. Because terminologies used by family history websites and programs vary, you can resolve any confusion by acquainting yourself family relationships.

  Image State Library Qld In Public Domain. Wikimedia


There are numerous family relationship charts available online, to help you to understand and determine your confusing family relationships. I find it practical to keep several of these charts on hand to familiarise myself with cousin, grandparent, aunt, uncle, niece, nephew, step, half and the general befuddlement of all family relationships. It has put an end to nights lying awake, almost pulling my hair out whilst trying to  contemplate the exact nature of relationship between myself and the daughter of a daughter of the brother of a four times great grandmother. You might be wondering why I think it essential at all to understand distant kinships. And I can only admit by my own confession, that, one day, like myself, you just might be caught out, describing your relationship to an uncle incorrectly, on an international television program... and by jove you will wish you had made more of an effort. (For more on my misadventure, read on...)




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 GREAT AND GRAND RELATIVES

Now, if cousins aren't confusing enough, family historians invariably encounter other relatives on a grand scale. Some relatives... if you perchance to descend from Nobility... are undeniably grand, but there is still that perpetual genealogical pettifog concerning uncles,aunts, nieces and nephews and whether or not they are great or grand... or both! And it is this very confusion between grand and great which recently caused me to execute a grand familial faux pas, whereby I called an uncle by less than the number of greats he deserved. Of course, no one would be the wiser regarding my error, but for my broadcasting it here in this blog post, however, as a researcher I believe that my mistakes can become learning tools which might assist others their own research.

In Australia, the word grand is not commonly applied to uncles and aunts, nieces or nephews. The only grand relatives I possess, are the parents of my parents and the children of my children - grandparents and grandchildren. As for my great aunts and uncles, no matter how much they have notions of grandeur, and despite Ancestry.com's dedication to confusing me, they remain as great family members. After saying this, I must admit that I personally, have come to regard the use of the term 'grand' for uncles, aunts, nephews and nieces, as quite useful for genealogical purposes, however, the use of different terminologies can lend itself to some frustration unless you understand them.

Ancestry.com bestows the nomenclature, grand, upon my uncles and aunts on my public tree. Since Ancestry.com is an American based company, I assumed that the use of Grand, was a specifically American terminology for Great. GREAT, according to dictionaries, is indeed interchangeable with GRAND for the siblings of grandparents, however, my many and widely dispersed American cousins have assured me, that my McDade kin in the USA have for generations been GREAT but definitely not GRAND. Intrigued by the origins of the now, in my mind, 'Great Grand Debate', I turned to Irish, Scottish and English genea-friends for help. To  further muddle my mind, they  have all unanimously confirmed that their British and Irish aunts and uncles may be great but not one is the slightest bit grand.
    MY PERSONAL CONFUSION WITH GRAND AND GREAT - AND....my faux pas

    Recently I was confronted with a great/grand conundrum after taking part in the filming of an episode of a television series, where throughout the filming I referred to a convict relative as my great great great uncle. The episode focused in part on the second penal settlement on Norfolk Island and in particular on a convict, to whom I am related.  I have also referred to the same convict in my blogs as my great great great great uncle or 3rd great uncle. Lawrence Frayne was the brother of my convict three times great grandfather, Michael Frayne. No doubt those who have conscientiously studied their relationship charts will note my error immediately! In hindsight, (which always makes its appearance far too late) I see now that I did not give the relationship the thought that it deserved. Nor had I taken the time to determine accurately the relationship. Sometimes, however, it is not until we are actually confronted with a reason to do so, that we bother to to calculate family relationships correctly. Everyone is a cousin or an uncle and in a busy life with limited research time, that seems to suffice!

    After filming and during the editing of the episode, I was asked to confirm the relationship with my uncle, as there appeared to the show's researchers to be some confusion. They had determined me to be the great great great grand niece of my convict relative, whereas I, (a family historian who should have known better), had referred to him as my great great great uncle. Although I had on my late nights awake, given a great, perhaps even grand deal of thought to my cousins, I had sadly neglected the aunts and uncles on my family tree. After a number of emails back and forth, further confusing everyone, I consulted relationship charts, several of which seemed to disagree. Finally, I drew up my own chart for my 3rd great grandfather, Michael Frayne and beside him, his brother, Lawrence... and discovered my error!  I found that I am indeed the three times great grand niece of Lawrence Frayne. If I do not wish to use the term grand, then I am this convict's four times great or great great great great niece. I have no idea how many times throughout two days of filming I called Lawrence Frayne my three times great uncle but all I can say is,,,,thank heavens for editing! 

    My Great Grandmother Florence Reece-Hoyes nee Morrison. She looks rather grand I think!

    THE USE OF GREAT AND GRAND

    Grandparents (the parents of your parents) are afforded the prefix GRAND not great. What I had forgotten, WITH REGARDS TO MY UNCLE, crucially, was that grandparents always have the prefix GRAND, which effectively means great. So when it comes to the siblings of grandparents GREAT and GRAND  MEANS THE SAME THING. Your GRANDfather 's brother is your GREAT Uncle or your GRAND Uncle.

    Family relationships would be so much simpler if we had greatparents and great uncles or grandparents and grand uncles. GREAT and GRAND both signify a generation above your parents. So GREAT GREAT or GREAT GRAND would indicate two generations above your parents. Confusion often results from the interchangeable terms great and grand.

    I have traced one branch of my Swiss family back to my 11th great grandfather, Christian Häberling, born in Zurich in 1527. Because the 'grand' in grandfather is interchangeable with 'great', my 11 times GREAT GRANDFATHER, in fact, possesses the equivalent of 12 GREATS. (11 greats + 1 grand)

    From this logic comes the calculation that the brother of my 11 times great grandfather would also have 12 greats and therefore be my 12 times great uncle.  If I use the term GRAND toreplace great, then the brother of my 11 times great grandfather is my 11 times great grand uncle.  The brother of my 3 times great grandfather is both  my 4 times great uncle and my 3 times great grand uncle.  Because of the confusion caused by the difference in the number of greats between grandparents and great uncles and aunts, I can see why Ancestry finds it much simpler to apply grand to  relatives sideways on your tree. 

    Image Sharn WHite © My great grandmother in Glasgow Scotland and my great/grand uncle John McDade

    In a recent discussion about the use of great or grand for aunts and uncles, genea-friend Kirsty Gray gave me the following excellent advice for remembering greats and grands. 'You have to be grand before you are great'.

    I have decided that like the term GRAND. It seems logical to use when calculating relationships for genealogical purposes because grandparents and their siblings have thesame number of greats plus one grand. The brother of my three times great grandfather is then my three times great grand uncle.

    If you prefer to use GREAT for uncles, aunts, nieces and nephews, you simply need to remember to add one extra greatfor the grand that is your grandparent. The brother of my three times great grandfather  in this case, is my four times great uncle.


    USING GRAND FOR UNCLES AND AUNTS

    GRANDPARENT-----------------------------GRAND UNCLE
    GREAT GRANDPARENT------------------GREAT GRAND UNCLE
    GREAT GREAT GRANDPARENT-------GREAT GREAT GRAND UNCLE

    USING GREAT FOR UNCLES AND AUNTS 

    GRANDPARENT-----------------------------GREAT UNCLE
    GREAT GRANDPARENT------------------GREAT GREAT UNCLE
    GREAT GREAT GRANDPARENT-------GREAT GREAT GREAT UNCLE


    Image Wikimedia Creative Commons ©©

    DETERMINING AN ACCURATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN MYSELF AND MY CONVICT UNCLE
    After an exchange of several confusing but ultimately humourous emails between myself and the film company, I reached the conclusion that I was not, as I had believed myself to be, the  great great great niece of Lawrence Frayne. He is of course, still my uncle, however, I had embezzled him of one great!  My direct ancestor Michael Frayne, is my three times great grandfather, therefore, I am the three times great grand niece of his brother OR, alternatively, I am his 4 times great niece. For the purpose of the tv series we went with great great great grand niece. And now...it is time to revisit my old blogs to correct my blunder of familial bond and restore my uncle to one extra measure of greatness.

    My error was that I had simply overlooked the significance of GREAT and GRAND and not taken the time to carefully determine this relationship accurately. I have learned from my mistake and now, having thoroughly familiarised myself with ALL relationships on my family tree,  will surely save myself from other stressful situations.  Then again, I take comfort from the words of  Bram Stoker who said in Dracula, 'We learn from failure not from success'.

    Frustration.. Image Wikimedia COmmons

    ORIGINS AND SOME VARIATIONS OF GREAT AND GRAND

    The origins of the usage of grand and great for relatives vary according to place, culture and language. The English language has evolved through time from Celtic, Germanic, Roman, Scandinavian and Norman influences.

    According to the Oxford Dictionary, there are several theories as to the origin of the word GRAND in English.  The notion of a grand parent appeared around the 13th century in France and is believed is to be derived from the Old French words grand or graund, meaning of the highest rank. Grandfather in Old French was grand-pere. The word grand  in English could also have its origins in the Latin word grandis, meaning important or great. The Old English word great, implying big also has a similar sound and meaning  to the Dutch and Germanic words of similar meaning, groot and gross. In German a grandfather is Großvater. Great grandfather is der Urgroßvater. The word Gross or Groß means great or large, while the prefix 'ur' can mean ancestral or original.
    In Anglo-Saxon English. the word for father was faeder, grandfather was ealdfaeder, great grandfather was known by the term pridda faeder, which quite literally translated as third father.
    In Old English the prefixes used for grandparents were ealde (old) and ieldra (older).

    In the 13th and 14th centuries grandsire became a more accepted name for a grandfather. The use of grandfather and grandmother is considered to have appeared in England in the 14th and 15th centuries to replace the term grandsire.

    My  Irish Great Grandparents or Sheantuismitheoiraimorímór  Image Sharn White©





    'The very Touch of a Letter....'

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    'The very touch of the letter was as if you had all taken me into your arms.' Anais Nin 1903-77: letter to Henry Miller, 6th August, 1932


    What love and comfort, a letter from James MCDADE's mother Elizabeth, pictured left, must have brought him as he bravely endured the horrors of war. I can only imagine the joy and relief a letter from their son would have brought to my great grandparents, John and Elizabeth as they waited for news of him, in their home in Cumbernauld, Scotland. letters are a wealth of information. Throughout the years they have delivered good tidings, sad news, the happy announcement of a birth and news of the death of a parent. They tell of the trials and triumphs of long voyages far from home, send news of safe arrivals, describe the horrors of war and extraordinary tales of comradeship. Letters pass on recipes, exchange knitting patterns, offer heart felt apologies, carry forth declarations of love, reveal secrets; treasured emotions all tucked inside an envelope and sent around the world to loved ones awaiting contact.

    Letters, for the family historian are a wonderful portal to the past. They provide the human stories behind names and dates on the family tree. Words, written by hand, and from the heart, are an irreplaceable wealth of information. They tell us where our ancestors lived, who their friends were and how they lived their lives. Letters reveal much about the personality of an ancestor, his or her degree of literacy and sometimes just tell some jolly rollicking yarns. A death certificate is able to provide us with a date and cause of death, but a letter written to a relative provides a window through which we are privileged to view the emotions and reality of deaths, births, marriages, illness and the daily life of our predecessors. The humble letter is a window to the past.

    My family members don't appear to have been prolific letter writers. Unlike myself, perhaps they were just not prolific hoarders. Of course, there is the very strong possibility, that in my family, letters were not preserved in order to hide some 'tiny' untruths! If my family had kept letters, I might have discovered earlier, that a very grand old family Welsh Castle does exist, but definitely not in my family! A letter might have saved me from years of searching for the grandfather in the Royal Welsh Fencibles.. who wasn't! These stories were myths, created to carefully guard well kept family secrets. ( I understand the desire for secrecy, and I do admit that the Royal Welsh Fencibles does sound a touch nicer than jail!) I might have discovered that letters were sent to Australia from Northumberland and Nottinghamshire and not from Wales where contrary to family tales, we have no ancestors at all. Not one! Disappointingly, no Fencibles, no Castle, no Welsh ancestors!

    I know that letters arrived from America in the 1980's, and that, had they not been destroyed, they would have informed me that my grandfather's youngest brother, Alexander, was not a brother at all, but actually a nephew. He was the son of my grandfather's younger sister Mary by the husband of his older sister Maggie, (phew!). I would have known the reason that the entire family left Scotland and came to live in Australia (family 'scandals' are a popular reason for emigration!) and why poor Maggie and her straying husband emigrated to America to have no contact with their family for over 40 years. A letter might have told me that my grandfather on my mother's side was not a politician but instead, a bit of a rogue - quite possibly why there are no surviving letters ! How much easier my job would have been if letters had been stored away for me to read.

    Documents such as divorce papers and shipping records and even photographs provide some useful information, but the letter remains the family historian's best friend. Letters are rich in detail, they are a part of the real fabric of life in the past and sometimes they are more importantly, proof of identity,and a key to unlocking the past, as in the case of my husband David's great, great grandfather.

    David's side of the family, fortunately were both prolific writers and horders. Such a treasure trove for me! There are letters from Bedfordshire, England to the BEARD family, some from South Africa from Polly Brown (nee Beard) to her family in the Gippsland area of Victoria, letters from Kent, England to the DUNSTER family who settled in the Kiama area in NSW, letters from New Zealand to the WHITE family that tell of farming life on the Canterbury Plains and the most important a letter of all which proves a family story of Royal connections.

    Mathew MACDONALD, great, great grandfather of David White, was born in about 1812 in Sleat, Isle of Skye, Scotland. There has been no birth record found for him, although this has been well checked. Family lore says that he was born on his grandfather Alexander MacDonald's farm, Gillin Farm on the Isle of Skye. His death certificate states that his father was Charles MacDonald of Ord, David's father, Brian was proud to tell everyone that he was descended from the great Lord John of the Isles through Charles of Ord. There is no marriage record for Mathew to Mary McPherson who travelled with him on the ship 'William Nichol' to Sydney, Australia, in 1837. It is only from a letter to Mathew, when he was almost 90 years old from a half brother in Scotland, that we can verify this ancestry. The author of the letter, Keith Norman MacDonald was a well known musician and writer of Scottish Reels and Spreys, as well as being a medical doctor. He was also the son of Charles MacDonald of Ord House, Ord, on the Isle of Skye, by his wife Anne McLeod who he married in 1828 and therefore a half brother to Mathew. In his letter, Keith referred to Mathew as his brother and informed him that 'their' father, Charles was buried in the churchyard of Kilmore, as were both his mother, Anne and Mathew's mother. So here was proof that Keith and Mathew were half brothers and that Mathew was the son of Charles MacDonald of Ord, whose ancestry is well documented, not only back to John, Lord of the Isles but to the Royal Stewart Kings and the McKenneth Kings. Unfortunately the letter did not tell us who Mathew's mother was. The letter also revealed that Mathew's wife, Mary McPherson, was a nanny to Keith and the other MacDonald children and that Keith still remembered her fondly. It is obvious that Keith's letter was in reply to a letter from Mathew and that this had been Mathew's first contact with his family since leaving Scotland some 60 years earlier. We might deduce from this that Mathew had a falling out with his father, possibly over his relationship with Mary McPherson. Keith Norman's letter describes beautifully, the scenery in Skye that Mathew might have wistfully recalled and offers colourful character sketches of local identities. This letter is a valuable document, without which, David's MacDonald ancestry could not have been traced back to Scottish Royalty. The photograph above, pictures Mathew and Mary (McPherson) MacDonald with their children, at their farm at Crookwell which is still in the MacDonald family today. It is sad to think that Mathew and Mary had no contact with their families for so many years and one wonders whether old age prompted Mathew to write to his half brother. It is a blessing that he did, for without that letter the Royal MacDonald connection would have been lost with the passing of time.

    Some years ago, in a clean out, I threw away a bundle of letters from my mother and from friends. Now, I regret that I do not have those precious letters, the contents of which are lost forever. As for the MacDade 'scandal' previously mentioned (hardly a scandal worth mentioning these days!) the letters from Maggie in America were also thrown away and with them any hope of finding her three daughters.

    Letters, for most people are now a thing of the past. I do receive several typed 'news letters' from friends who live overseas or in other parts of the country. Although these are, strictly speaking, letters, they are missing that special touch of a hand written personal letter. They are 'speaking' to many and not just to me. I am fortunate enough not to have to wait long weeks or even months for news of a loved one at war or to learn of the death of a family member. I can contact instantly on Skype, relatives in London and New York and not only speak to them but see them as well. My sister and I correspond by telephone or by email daily. Our emails are a record of our daily lives. They concern our families, the antics of our pets, the swapping of recipes, gossip and news of family and friends. Often our emails are quite silly and sometimes very humorous and they give us great pleasure. Then we press the delete button on our computers and any record of our conversation is lost. No one is going to find old deleted emails nicely tied with ribbon in a drawer one day in the future.

    Now, I have to admit, that I am not likely to take up letter writing as I am quite comfortable living in an age of instant communication. I have, however, come to appreciate the value of communications of the past to the preservation of history, whether it be world, local or family history.

    In keeping with technology, through my blog entries, I hope that my stories will be written from the heart, for the future. I am trusting that somewhere out there in cyberspace, my good tidings and recipes and family stories and even some secrets will be discovered by someone who will appreciate them and perhaps even discover a family tree through them. These blogs are a record of lives past and present. They are my 'letters'.




    'Letters of thanks, letters from banks, Letters of joy from girl and boy, Receipted bills and invitations To inspect new stock or to visit relations, And applications for situations, And timid lovers' declarations, And gossip, gossip from all the nations. W. H. Auden 1907-73: 'Night Mail' 1936






    2013 Accentuate The Positive Geneameme

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    Thankyou to my good friend Jill Ball, better known in the genealogy world as Geniaus, for challenging bloggers to take stock of their genealogy discoveries for 2013. I, in particular, appreciate this challenge, since 2013 has not been what I consider a very productive blogging year for me. University studies and the joyous birth and sad passing of my beautiful grand daughter Primrose have taken precedence over my writing temporarily.
     I will choose the prompts which most fit my genealogical year and I am hoping that by taking up your challenge Jill, I might find that I did indeed achieve more than I think!

     An elusive ancestor I found -  Although I did not find any of those tricky ancestors who have been stubbornly eluding me, this year I did manage to place quite a few new relatives on the branches of  my family tree. Significantly, I discovered  many (actually many many) LEONARD/ MCDADE relatives who descend from the sister of my Scottish great grandfather. An exciting outcome from this find has been new friendships formed with lots of wonderful cousins who live in Illinois, America. Stubbornly, my most  elusive ancestors remain firmly embedded amongst my tangled roots. On the positive side, they are yet to be found, thus providing me with brick walls to demolish in 2014! 

     A precious family photo I found - In a trunk left to me by an elderly great aunt, is her wedding dress. The beautiful gold lace dress which she herself sewed, was worn for her second marriage to Major Alexander Wallace Johnston. The marriage took place at the Army Barracks in NSW where he had been stationed following his active involvement in World War 2. Very recently whilst cleaning out a storage cupboard, I discovered in a box, an old photograph frame which I had not even realised that I possessed. In the long white frame,to my delight, were three pictures of my great aunt's wedding and the dress which she wore to her wedding. (and I must confess, I HAVE tried the dress on!)

     photo sharnwhite ©

    photo sharnwhite©

    photo sharnwhite ©


    photo sharnwhite ©


    One other very exciting photograph I found was one discovered on a  School Facebook page for the first school I attended in Brisbane, Queensland. This class photograph, taken in my first year of school, was a significant find for me since all of my school photographs and many other childhood photos were lost in the 1974 Brisbane floods. I wasn't even certain that it was actually myself in the photograph until I noticed my 'peter pan' style collar and T- bar school shoes, both of which I recall disliking because no one else wore them. My mother had sewn my school uniform and preferred a pretty rounded collar to the usual pointed one that everyone else wore. I hated being different then, but now I treasure that peter pan collar because I might not have otherwise been able to recognise myself in the photograph! 

    Me, aged 5 years second from the right.

     An important vital record I found -  The Queensland State Archives has put online some orphanage records and this year I dicovered my great great grandfather, John NERGER's name in the Reformatory School for Boys Index 1871-1900. To my surprise, I found that in 1876, at the age of 12 years, John was charged in the Brisbane Central Court with being 'neglected' and  was sentenced to five years on board the hulk, Proserpine. This hulk, moored in the Brisbane River at Lytton, , was previously used to house convicts. The record showed that my two times great grandfather had been in an orphanage prior to this 'sentence'.  A trip to Brisbane and the State Archives allowed me to search the original admittance registers of several orphanages, not yet available online. From these old records, I learned that John and his younger brother George Nerger were both admitted to the Diamantina Orphanage in Brisbane in 1873, aged 9 and 7 years. In 1876 when John was sent to the hulk, George, aged 9. was 'reclaimed by his mother', my great grandmother. Christiana Siegler had lost her husband Gottlieb Nerger in 1869, in Gympie, where the family had moved to from Toowoomba for the Gold Rush. Christiana's youngest son Herman Nerger died in 1870, aged one year, and in that same year Christiana remarried an Irishman named Michael Hogan. I was saddened to realise that at the time she placed her two boys from her first marriage in the Diamantina orphanage, my two times great grandmother had two more children to her second husband. She went on to have six children to Michael Hogan.

    John Gotlieb NERGER

    A newly found family member who shared my family history has been a third cousin who lives in Illinois, USA. My cousin found me through Ancestry.com and my blog FamilyHistory4u . Together, we discovered that we share three times great grandparents who lived in Scotland. Since we subsequently connected via Facebook, I have been introduced to many more wonderful cousins in America and exchanged stories with them, both genealogical and about our family lives. We 'chat' on almost a daily basis and this connection and sharing has been one of the most joyous and rewarding outcomes of my journey into family history. In 2013, I have also been contacted by people unrelated to my family but who have generously shared stories about the ships my ancestors immigrated on, their home towns, and one very generous gentleman offered information about a garden in a family home in Ord, Scotland. Blogging has put me in touch with some wonderful people and taught me much about researching family history and history.

    A genea surprise I received was being voted in the top 10 Australasian Rockstar Genealogists 2013, by fellow bloggers and readers of my newest blog Family Convictions - A Convict Ancestor  .  Alongside some well respected people in the genealogy world I felt most humbled by this award and very grateful.

    My 2013 blog post I was particularly proud of was a post on my Family Convictions - A Convict Ancestor  blog, entitled 'Escape from Barrenjoey -  Customs House Boat Crew. This post in March of 2013 was a significant challenge to me as I learned that my great great great grandfather, Michael Frayne, had been one of the five convicts who constructed the stone steps which still today provide the long and winding climb up the steep Barrenjoey Headland to the lighthouse. He was given this arduous task as punishment for escaping from the customs house station in a long boat. 
     After making this discovery I could not resist the 45 minute climb to the top of Barrenjoey Headland, to walk in my g g g grandfather's  footsteps. The climb was was quite a feat as I had only just recovered from a debilitating bout of pleurisy for which I was hospitalised. It is amazing what ancestor hunters will do to follow the path of an forebear. 

    Walking in the footsteps of my ancestor ©

    My 2013 blog that that received a large number of hits or comments was a post which I wrote in November of 2013 on Scottish Valuation Rolls on my FamilyHistory4u blog. This post described what the Valuation Rolls are and what they can tell us about ancestors and their lives through the mid to late 1800's and early 1900's. Although 2013 has not been as prolific as usual a year of geneablogging for me, I was pleased that my research was able to help others with their own searching. My favourite posts are always the ones which involve historical research. I enjoy learning about the past and in particular discovering ways to find out how our ancestors fitted into our historical past.

    My ancestor John McDade on the 1895 Scottish Valuation Roll

    A social media tool I enjoyed using for genealogy was Pinterest. I have been making use of Google Plus, Twitter and Facebook for some time with regard to genealogical social networking. Although I have had a number of Pinterest interest boards, including one entitled Australian History, since 2012, I have only recently begun using Pinterest as a social media tool for my family history. I have now added genealogy related Pinterest Boards entitled  Family History, My Scottish Heritage, Things Irish, Family History Blogs, Genealogy Blogs and Convicts - A Convict Ancestor. In case anyone would like to have a peek at my many Pinterest boards, my user name on Pinterest is sharnwhite.

    A genealogy conference/seminar/webinar from which which I learned something - Although I have not yet taken the leap and participated in a Google Plus hangout, I have watched a number of very interesting hangouts, in particular, those conducted by Jill Ball and Julie Goucher. From these I have discovered new websites and genealogical societies, sources and ideas which I have added to my exciting  'look forward to exploring' list for 2014.


    I taught a friend how to find Scottish genealogy records and  I showed several friends how to begin researching their family history. Through my adventures in geneablogging in 2013 I presented tips and advice through my anecdotes on how to research convict ancestry, Scottish ancestry and local history amongst other topics.

    A journal/magazine article I had published - Apart from my blog posts, I had nothing published in 2013, however, I have several magazine articles in the pipeline and two very interesting books I am researching. I will offer a hint.... one involves correspondence with the Hyderbad Falaknuma Palace Historian, a journal written in 1948 by General Peter El Edroos,( head of the Nizam of Hyderabad's army) and gun running....so stay tuned!


    The Seventh Nizam of Hyderabad

    An exciting Archive I visited was the Queensland State Archives in Brisbane. As much of my family history research centres on Queensland, especially, Maryborough (1871 onward), Toowoomba, Dalby and Drayton (1852 onward), and Brisbane, I never seem to be able to visit this repository of wonderful records of the past, nearly often enough. This year I was fortunate to make three trips north to undertake research at the Qld State Archives. The QSA has many records online and is always on my list of things to do when I visit my home city of Brisbane.

    Queensland State Archives 

    A new genealogy/history book I enjoyed - This year I returned to studying history through the University of New England so I read quite a significant number of history books, although I must admit that most books I read tend to have a genealogical or historical flavour. My favourite books in 2013 included The Kelly Gang Unmasked by Ian McFarlane, Ned Kelly- a short life by Ian Jones, The Floating Brothel by Sian Rees and Breaking the Bank by Carol Baxter. 



    A geneadventure I enjoyed was a trip to Toowoomba to research my German ancestors. Whilst there I joined the Toowoomba and Darling Downs Family History Society. Making use of rate notices as well as old topographical maps, on this 2013 trip, I found the land which my great great great grandfather, Gottlieb Nerger purchased and farmed in the 1850's and 1860's before the lure of the Gold Rush took him to Gympie. 

    My great great great grandfather's land in Toowoomba ©
    Another positive I would like to share is that I have realised that it is not the frequency with which I blog that is important. It is more the passion I have for genealogy and history that is significant as this is the motivating force behind my desire to share what I discover, through my blogs. 

    I would also like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a happy and positive New Year filled with exciting family 'finds'. I look forward in 2014, to meeting in person more of my wonderful geneablogging friends.


    It's all In the Numbers

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    IT'S ALL IN THE NUMBERS





    I am quite late in responding to Alona from the LoneTester HQ Blog with her  'It's all in the Numbers'.  geneameme. As the old saying goes.. better late than never so I am putting pen to paper... well fingers to keyboard in fact, although that doesn't sound quite as enchanting! The challenge offered by Alona was to chose ten or more numbers which have some meaning personally, because of the way in which they relate to our own family history research. Thankyou Alona for your creative meme which has made me think somewhat outside the family box!




    1. Fifteen is the largest number of generations I have on a branch of my family tree, beginning with myself.  Fifteen generations takes me back to my maternal 12th great grandfather and grandmother  in Switzerland. Xander Ryser was born in 1546 in Affoltern, Emmenthal, Bern, Switzerland and died there in 1614. Xander Ryser's wife Trini Gruetter was my 12th great grandmother. Another line of Swiss ancestors goes back 14 generations to Christian Häberling who was born in Ottenbach, Zurich in 1527, and although born earlier, he is an 11th great grandfather, making 14 generations of family including myself.



    2. Leading on from the number above, is Twelve, the most number of greats I have before a grandfather and grandmother. 



    3. Three is the most number of name changes one ancestor has made deliberately, which means, not through spelling mistakes or change due to immigration and language difficulties or illiteracy. 



    I have a number of ancestors whose names changed after migrating to new countries. The German  surname NERGER became NARGER, Häberling became phonetically spelled Heberling. In Scotland Farrins became Farren, Fearns, and Ferns, most likely because of mistakes made by clerks filling out records. My great uncle Rex Morley Hoyes, however, led a 'colourful' life and changed his name legally three times to hide from MI5, the British Press, the Law and possibly four or more wives! Rex was born Rex Morley (his middle name being his mother's maiden surname) HOYES, in 1902 in Auckland, New Zealand. He left new Zealand in 1933 with his first wife Muriel Bates, bound for the more prosperous shores of England. By 1935 Rex had divorced Muriel and married Lady Margaret Patricia Waleran (Blackadder). He purchased a large estate called Marwell Hall, in Hampshire, once owned by King Henry VIII. As the CEO of an aircraft company, Cunliffe-Owen Pty Ltd in Eastleigh, at the commencement of World War 11, Rex acquired  government contracts to convert Seafire aircraft to Spitfires and to repair aircraft damaged in battle. With a secret airfield constructed on his Marwell Estate, and a team of women pilots, this contributed considerably to the war effort. MI5 then developed a serious interest in him and he was charged with bribery and corruption, although later acquitted. After the war, my great uncle changed his name to Rex Morley-Hoyes. There was speculation that Rex was also a spy with extensive air travel during the war years and exotic addresses such as Majorca, Formentor, Balearic Isles and others. Around the time he married his third wife Irene Arbib, and following a spot of illegal gun running to Hyderabad in conjunction with Australian pilot Sidney Cotton in 1948, Rex once more changed his surname, this time to Rex Morley-Morley. I found him in Kelly's Blue Handbook of Landed and Titled persons under this name. After a fourth marriage and another arrest this time at the King George V Hotel in Paris for failing to pay his bill, ( and indications that he had not been paid for his gun running activities by the world's richest man, the Nizam of Hyderabad) I finally found his death recorded under the most colourful name of all....Viscompt Fessenden Charles Rex Morley-Morley de Borenden! If nothing else , he had a vivid imagination! 


    4.  Five is the most generations I have had living at one time (that I know of). When I was aged 10 months old, a photograph was taken at my great great grandmother's 88th birthday party held in Maryborough, Queensland. The photograph celebrated five generations of mothers and daughters. Pictured were myself, my mother Alwynne Jean MacDade (Reece-Hoyes), her mother ( my grandmother) Hilda Lillian Green ( Reece-Hoyes nee Weston), her mother ( my great grandmother) Lillie Herminnie Weston (Nargar) and her mother ( my great great grandmother) Barbara Lena Nargar (Häberling). 


    Five is also the fewest number of generations I have on any branch of my family tree beginning with myself. On my father's mother's Irish side of the family I have been unable to trace family back further than my great great grandfather William White of Brookend, County Tyrone. 
    Five seems to be a significant number for me also, as I have five convict ancestors.


    5 & 6. I have Twenty Two people on my family tree with the name John. If I add Seventeen ancestors named the Swiss equivilent of John, which is Johan or Johannes and another Thirteen who used the abbreviated form of the name John, being Hans...  in two languages and spread over England, Scotland, Ireland, Germany and Switzerland I have a total of Fifty Two ancestors named John in one variation or another.






    7. Eleven appears to be the most number of children born into any of my ancestors' families. My MORRISON great great grandparents from Aberdeen Scotland and Nottinghamshire and who immigrated to Australia in 1868 had 11 children, comprising 8 daughters and 3 sons.



    8. Eight is the number which crops up the most number of times on my family tree as the number of children ancestors had. The following forebears are some of my ancestors who had eight children.




    CUPPLES, Alexander and Agnes. Five times great grandparents. (Ireland). Between 1775 and 1793 they had six sons and two daughters.
    MCDADE, John and Elizabeth (Scotland to Australia). Between 1896 and 1911 my grandparents had five sons and three daughters.
    HÄBERLING, Jacob and Anna (Switzerland to Australia). My great great great grandparents had two sons and six daughters between 1850 and 1868.


    9. 1303 is the number of people currently on my family tree. 


    10.  1484 is the number of  records I have collected to date to support my family history research... possibly more....






    Family in Historical Context..

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    Placing Family within Historical Context- History and your Family History

    Photo NSW C Class Tram built by John Morrison in the mid 1890's ©

    The key to understanding what life was like for our ancestors, is to place their lives into real historical context. By understanding the economic, social and political events relevant to the period in which our ancestors lived, we can open a window of  insight into the circumstances which impacted upon their personal lives.

    WW1 photo taken by a family member ©

    Studying history provides us with a backdrop for our ancestors' lives. Investigating historical events assists us in constructing a more complete and accurate story about our forebears within the context of the time in which they lived. History is not, as is commonly interpreted,  'the past'. History is how historians  interpret  events of the past. Our family histories are a wealth of  individual and personal narratives of the past, which cannot be separated from the historical events which shaped them. Our family stories allow us to interpret our personal past, and collectively, our individual family histories become a significant part of the bigger picture of history. 

    Image - Wikipedia


    It is exciting to discover where ancestors lived, when they married and what their occupations were. It is significant to record the dates of voyages and the names of the ships upon which ancestors travelled when they emigrated. These facts, however, are the just the introduction to an ancestor's story. By looking at the events which occurred in a forebear's lifetime we may discover circumstances and events which affected our families' lives and rationalise the decisions they made. Placing your family into historical context can help you to understand much more about your family's personal lives, values, economic circumstances, work ethics and even hardships endured.

    To understand the lives of ancestors, we should not just search for WHAT happened, but importantly, we should discover WHY.


    WHY?


    The following story demonstrates the way in which, through my research into Australian history, I came to fully appreciate events which significantly affected the lives of my Morrison great great grandparents. By understanding the events which saw Australia ride a wave of economic boom in the 1870's and  1880's, and the severe economic downturn in the 1890's which plunged the country into crisis, I turned a framework of facts about the life of my great great grandfather, John Morrison into a detailed  and elaborate biography which sits comfortably within the authentic Australian historical narrative.

    The Bare Facts 
    John Morrison, house carpenter by trade, arrived in Melbourne, Australia on December, 31,1878, on board the ship Kent, from Northumberland, England, with his wife Hannah (Gair) and four children. After living in Melbourne for one year  John moved the family to the leafy suburb of Strathfield in Sydney, where by 1882 he had established himself as a builder of considerable repute. From newspaper articles accessed on Trove (National Library of Australia website), I followed John Morrison's career with great interest. With significant buildings such as Chapter House, adjoining St Andrew's Cathedral, the Strathfield Council Chambers,  and numerous large Gothic Style churches to his credit, John Morrison, builder, turned his attention to the construction of tram and rail carriages in around 1880. John commenced a new chapter in his life as he operated a large carriage works at Strathfield, in Sydney where the name J Morrison  earned a reputation for fine craftsmanship in the construction of trams and rail carriages in New South Wales. John and Hannah had, by this time, added seven more children to their family. Suddenly in 1894, John Morrison lost everything. Advertisements in the Sydney Morning Herald for the auction of his home and contents as well as his business interests, proffered evidence of the considerable wealth he had acquired. Amongst items listed for auction were, a large number of paintings by famous artists, expensive jewellery, made to order quality furniture and furnishings, and two grand pianos, reportedly for sale, due to circumstances caused by 'the cancellation of a government contract for 180 rail carriages'. I can only imagine how heartbreaking this situation was for the Morrison In 1900, John moved his family to Queensland where he took up the role of Foreman at the Ipswich Rail Works. After leaving the Rail Works, John invested and worked in the Stuart River Saw Mill with his son John William Morrison. John Morrison died in 1927, in Cooroy, Queensland.

    The question which needed answering, was, WHY did John lose a government contract for a large number of rail carriages. The period of Australian history in the 1890's was not one with which I was familiar. I looked for answers in articles published in the Sydney Morning Herald between 1890 and 1891, where John Morrison's railway carriages were described as being of excellent quality and nicely finished (April 19, 1890).  Bad workmanship was most certainly not the reason for John Morrison's sudden descent into financial trouble. The next step was to research Australian history in the 1890's to look for any historical circumstances which might throw light upon John Morrison's financial disaster.

    J Morrison's C Class tram at Sydney Tramway Museum, Loftus ©

    John Morrison's story remained unfinished as I undertook a history course through the University of new England, which gave me little time for my family history. Then came one of those delightful genealogical, serendipitous moments......
    Whilst studying Australian Colonial History, and in particular the events of the last three decades of the 19th century, I  inadvertently discovered the cause of John Morrison's business failure. The first clue was the introduction to Topic 9 in my Australian Colonial History course:
    The 1890's are a crucial decade in Australia's history, a time when major social, economic and political change occurred in a relatively short period.
     The reality of John Morrison's situation hit me when reading a paper by B K Garis, I read :
    In the third major area of boom-time investment, railway construction.... massive expenditure of overseas capital on such facilities as roads, bridges, harbours, telegraphs, and above all, railways, had been an integral and valuable feature of the thirty years between 1860 and 1890... but in the end the colonial governments had carried their railway building to excess...
    Despite concerns in the 1880's about government expenditure on railway lines and rolling stock, the expansion of railways continued until in about 1891, British funding ceased. No Australian railway system had expanded more rapidly than in New South
    Suddenly, I was able to fill significant gaps in John's story and to place John Morrison's life within a real historical framework, amidst real historical events.

    A Rail Carriage constructed in John Morrison's Carriage Works at Strathfield
    now located at the NSW State Rail Museum ©

    On the 1871 UK Census, John Morrison is listed as living in Byker, Newcastle Upon Tyne, Northumberland and his occupation, a house carpenter. John Marius Wilson's Imperial Gazette, 1870-1872, describes Byker as,

    a Township... Population 7663, Houses, 1046. The inhabitants are employed variously in potteries, glassworks, quarries, collieries and other manufactories and works.

    From Wilson's description, I know that at the time that my great great grandfather worked in Byker, the area was very much a working class environment. John Morrison, as a house carpenter would have been an integral part of that working class environment, however, since the family arrived in Australia as unassisted immigrants, it can be assumed that John Morrison had the means to pay for his and his family's passage. 

    Byker, Newcastle Upon Tyne, Northumberland, England

    After living in Melbourne for one year John moved his growing family to the leafy suburb of Strathfield in Sydney. By 1882, he had built for himself, a reputation as a builder of some renown in Sydney. With buildings of significance to his credit, including St Andrew's Cathedral's Chapter House, the Strathfield Council Chambers, and a number of large Gothic style churches, it seems that John Morrison was astute enough to realise that there were important opportunities for him as a builder, amidst the railway boom which began around 1878, especially in New South Wales.  From the late 1880's to the mid 1890's, he owned and operated a large carriage works at Strathfield, which fulfilled government contracts for trams and rail carriages. J Morrison was one of the big rail carriage contractors in New South Wales and a self made man of considerable wealth. From advertisements in the Sydney Morning Herald, found on the National Library of Australia's website Trove, I discovered that John Morrison's good fortune came to an abrupt end in 1893, when according to newspaper advertisements he was forced to sell his home and contents, as well as his business due to the cancellation of a Government contract for 180 rail carriages.

    An interview given by John Morrison in May, 1890, which appeared in the Launceston Examiner ( the nature which was his opinion of Tasmanian Blackwood and Huon Pine timbers in the construction of rail carriages), I discovered that Morrison's carriage Works employed almost 200 people.











    Courting Ancestors - Valentine's Day

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    Courting Ancestors - Valentine's Day


    My paternal grandparents (right) courting on the bank of the Brisbane River 1929, 17 Mile Rocks

    "To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, 
    All in the morning betime,
    And I a maid at your window,
    To be your Valentine.
    Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes,
    And dupp'd the chamber door,
    Let in the maid, that out a maid,
    Never departed more."
                               - William Shakespeare - Hamlet Act IV Scene 5



    Saint Valentine's Day, more commonly known as Valentine's Day, is celebrated around the world on February 14. It is a day when lovers of all ages give gifts of flowers, chocolates and such, to demonstrate their love for each other. 





    Military Medals and Records

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    Military Medals

    Military Medals belonging to my great uncle Major AlexanderWallace Johnston

    Military Medals are a significant event in history and undoubtedly will have affected or changed the lives of members of your family and it's history. Researching my family military medals has been something I have planned to do  for some time since since I am fortunate to have  in my possession, two complete collections of military medals belonging to two great uncles. This blog post will  discuss both, however, I will focus mostly on my research into the medals of Major Alexander Wallace Johnstone.  

    On display on a small desk in my study, are displayed my maternal great uncle's World War II medals. They are mounted in a frame and accompanied by a name plaque which reads, Maj. A W Johnston. (pictured above) Although I see these medals almost every day, I have not yet investigated anything about them, or even what military services they were awarded for. 

    I am also in possession of  a collection of war medals which belonged to my paternal great uncle, (Samuel) John Clarke White. A very old box which my great uncle gave to my father contains not only World War I medals, but it is a Pandora's box of war relics. There are sock garters, a feather from my great Uncle John's army hat, badges, a belt buckle and other paraphernalia from his service in World War One. This box holding my great uncle's military medals was passed on from my father  to myself. Although not framed and on display like the other medals, I very much treasure them. Until now,  I have never found time to research the medals themselves or my uncle's war 

     This blog post will investigate the records which assisted me to understand the medals of Major Alexander Wallace Johnston. 

    The Military Medals awarded to Major Alexander Wallace Johnston. 

    A photograph  of Alexander W Johnston

    I consider it fortunate that,  when my great uncle, Major Alexander Wallace Johnston passed away, the Australian Army arranged to have his medals framed for his wife. Uncle Lex, as he was known to me, was afforded a military funeral at Casula, NSW, following his death on May 31, 1966. Alexander Johnston died from a brain tumour, aged only 51 years. My great aunt always stated that the tumour had been caused by radiation exposure Lex received whilst stationed in Japan, following the dropping of the atom bomb on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, in 1945. Certainly his Army Service Records confirm that he was serving in Japan for 'various periods' from February 23, 1946 to April 11, 1954. At the time of his death, Alexander Johnston was to be promoted from Major to a higher ranking officer.
    The following paragraph is the introduction to a detailed exposition of Australian troop involvement in Japan from 1946, which can be found on the Australian War Memorial website. 

    On 13 February 1946, Australian troops, the vanguard of a 37,000-strong British 
    Commonwealth Occupation Force (BCOF), disembarked at the war-devastated Japanese port 
    city of Kure, almost four years to the day (15 February 1942) after Singapore, the bastion of 
    the British Empire in the Far East, surrendered to the Japanese Army. At its peak, there were 
    some 12,000 Australians serving in BCOF. 
    From 1946 to 1952 Australian forces were responsible for the military occupation of 
    Hiroshima Prefecture, site of the first atomic bomb attack in history. During this time the role 
    of the Australian forces changed from that of an “occupying power” to a new role of 
    “protective power”; in 1950 Australian forces in Japan were deployed, under UN command, 
    to operations in Korea. 

    Prior to this blog post, I had not researched much about my great uncle ( by marriage) and it was from his military records that I discovered that Alexander Johnston was born on February 16, 1915 in Fitzroy, Melbourne, Victoria. He was the son of Scottish born Alexander Wallace Senior (1886-1950) and Alice Jean Radley (1884- 1979). Army Service records can be searched online through the National Archives of Australia's website, although some are still not open for access. 

    SERVICE RECORD for Alexander Wallace Johnston  ( Service Number 2126)

    PERMANENT MILITARY FORCES:  7 June 1937- 29 June 1942
    CITIZEN MILITARY FORCES:           30 June 1942 -  26 June 1942
    AUSTRALIAN IMPERIAL FORCE:    27 July 1942 - 30 June 1947
    INTERIM ARMY:                                 1 July 1947 - 14 August 1952
    AUSTRALIAN REGULAR ARMY:      15 August 1952 - 31 May 1966

    OVERSEAS SERVICE

    Morotai - 3 November 1945 - 17 February 1946

    Japan and Korea - Various periods between 23 February 1946 and 11 April 1954

    Singapore - 6 December 1959 - 12 December 1961

    From the Australian War Memorial's Nominal Roll  I discovered that my great uncle enlisted on June 7, 1937 at Paddington, NSW. His place of residence at that time, was given as Coogee, NSW, where I know from anecdotal evidence that his parents were living. Significantly, this particular record informed me that my great uncle had never been a prisoner of war. This is a detail which I find quite comforting, considering his record of active duty overseas in WWII and The Korean War. Sadly my great uncle's date of discharge from the Australian Army, just short of a promotion, was the date of Major Alexander W Johnston's death, on May 31, 1966.

    UNDERSTANDING MEDALS THROUGH AVAILABLE RECORDS

    I found a number of websites which offered excellent information about war medals as well as  the significance of the ribbon and depictions on the faces of the medals. The Australian War Memorial website provides a search facility for researching Australian military persons, relevant service records and information about military medals for all wars involving Australian defense force - Army, Navy and Air Force. I also discovered some fascinating sources of information about military medals on the following websites:
    http://www.defence.gov.au/medals
    http://wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_campaign_medals



    THE MEDALS EXPLAINED FROM LEFT TO RIGHT

    MEDAL 1

    The War Medal. This medal was awarded for full time service between 3 September 1939 and 2 September 1945. This cupro- nickel medal features King George VI on the front and the rear depicts a lion standing proudly on a fallen dragon. The ribbon's colours of red, white and blue represent the colours of the Union Jack.


    Alexander Johnston would have received the above  medal for his participation in the Battle of Morotai,  which as part of the Pacific War, commenced  on September 15, 1944 and ended in August 1945. Many websites provide information about the Battle of Morotai and it is worth researching the places where your military ancestor served to gain a more appreciative understanding of the significance of not only their military medals but importantly their military experience. The following paragraph is from Wikipedia.   www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Morotai

     The fighting began when United States and Australian forces landed on the south-west corner of Morotai, a small island in the Netherlands East Indies (NEI), which the Allies needed as a base to support the liberation of the Philippines later that year. The invading forces greatly outnumbered the island's Japanese defenders and secured their objectives in two weeks. Japanese reinforcements landed on the island between September and November, but lacked the supplies needed to effectively attack the Allied defensive perimeter. Intermittent fighting continued until the end of the war, with the Japanese troops suffering heavy loss of life from disease and starvation.


    Allied landing at Morotai - Wikipedia

    MEDAL 2.   

    The Australia Service Medal. This medal was introduced in 1949 to recognise the service of the Australian Armed Forces and the Australian Mercantile Marine during the Second World War. The colours of the ribbon on the medal, second from the left,  are a khaki stripe in the centre representing the Australian Army, narrow red stripes either side of the khaki,  representing the Merchant Navy, a dark blue stripe on the left representing the Royal Australian Navy and the light blue stripe on the outer right which recognises the Royal Australian Air Force. To be eligible for this medal, personal had to have served a minimum of 18 months full time service or 3 years part time between 3 September 1939 and 2 September 1945. The Service Medal is made from nickel and features the effigy of King George VI on the front and the Australian Coat of Arms on the rear of the medal.





    MEDAL 3. 

    The Korea Medal.  This medal  was awarded to troupes from Australia, New Zealand, Canada and the UK, who served in Korea during the Korean War ( 25 June 1950 - 27 July 1953). This cupro-nickel medal was created when King George VI was monarch, however, he died in February 1952 and the medal exhibits an effigy of his daughter, Queen Elizabeth II on the front. On the back of the Korea Medal is illustrated Hercules wrestling the Hydra (the symbol of Communism) and the word Korea below. The ribbon displays five vertical stripes of alternating yellow and blue ( blue to represent the united nations).





    This medal would have been awarded to my great uncle for his active role in the Korean War. ( June 1950 - July 1953) from the Australian War Memorial website I discovered that Alexander Johnston is likely to have been a part of one or more of the following Regiments in Korea.

    • 3rd Battalion, the Royal Australian Regiment, September 1950 - November 1954
    • 1st Battalion, the Royal Australian Regiment, March 1952 - March 1953, April 1954 - March 1956
    • 2nd Battalion, the Royal Australian Regiment, March 1953 - April 1954
    The Liberal government of Australia, led by Prime Minister Robert Menzies, immediately responded to the UN resolution by offering military assistance. 17,000 Australians served in the Korean War between 1950 and 1953, and they suffered 339 dead, and 1200 wounded.[3]
    With the commitment of Australian forces to the Korean War, the Australian government called for 1000 men who had prior military experience in World War II [4] to enlist in the army for three years, with one year of overseas service in Korea. They were called Korean Force or K-Force.[5] Their previous military experience would facilitate rapid deployment to Korea. Wikipedia.
    The Australian War Memorial Out in the Cold Exhibition featured the following description of the Korean War.

    War on land: the Australian Army in Korea

    “The Korean War was overwhelmingly a land war, in terms of numbers of participants, casualties and material costs. It was fought across rugged terrain through which ran only rough, narrow roads and tracks. Operations were further complicated by extreme conditions of heat and cold, rain and snow for long periods.”
    Robert O'Neill, Official Historian of Australia in the Korean War


    Korean War Image -Wikipedia

    MEDAL 4.

    The United Nations Service Medal (UNKM). The United nations established this medal in December 1951 as its first ever International award to honour those who served in the military forces of an Allied army in the defense of Korea between 27 June 1950 and 27 July 1954.



    MEDAL 5. 

    The General Service Medal (1918-1962)This silver medal was awarded for service in minor army and Air Force operations for which there was no existing award. The 1962 medal pictured above bears an effigy of Queen Elizabeth II on the front and  the back of the medal features the winged figure of Victory wearing a Corinthian helmet and bearing a trident.


    MEDAL 6. 

    The Queen Elizabeth II Coronation Medal. This commemorative silver  medal, on the far right, was awarded to selected persons chosen by the heads of states and countries of the Commonwealth. Of the 138,214 medals produced, 11,561 were awarded to Australians.

    Major A W Johnston wearing his medals.


    My great aunt's marriage to Alexander Johnston was her second marriage and a second marriage for him also. I am privileged to have possession of the gold wedding dress Dorothy May Cameron (nee Weston) wore when she married Major Johnston in the 1950's. As a child I listened to my great aunt reminisce about life in Malaya as the wife of an Australian Army Officer. I have a photo album of black and white photographs which follow their years in Singapore. I am now planning to research more about my great uncle's army career and will follow up this blog post with an update on the Singapore years.



    A photo from the Sydney Morning Herald showing Major and the new Mrs Johnston cutting their wedding cake.


    The Military Funeral in 1966 of Major A W Johnston

    The 4th Unlock the Past History/Genealogy Cruise - Part 1

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    What a Cruise!.. Part 1


    Although I had harboured (metaphorically) grand designs to blog frequently from the cruise ship, Voyager of the Seas, and although I dutifully kept account of the daily activities and conference talks, my internet connection behaved so badly that I eventually gave up and simply enjoyed the cruise, the conference and the days spent in the ports we visited. Now, safely (but not entirely steadily) back on land, rather than present a precise day by day recount post cruise, I have decided to write an overview and my own thoughts regarding the nine days I spent on the 4th Unlock the Past History/Genealogy Cruise from February 4- February 13, 2014. The cruise took a large and enthusiastic group of genealogists and historians from Sydney to Melbourne, Adelaide and Hobart and I am certain I can speak for everyone, when I say that we returned with heads overflowing with new information, enthusiasm to put into practice new technological abilities, new friends, and for me particularly, an inability to stop rock and rolling! ( and I don't mean the partying kind). 

    Image : wikipedia


    Tuesday, February 4th, dawned grey and wet on the heels of perfect blue skies and sunshiny weather. Sydney failed to bedeck her spectacular harbour in fine weather on our day of departure but the rain did not dampen my enthusiasm to embark upon not only my first Unlock the Past Cruise, but my first EVER cruise! When I arrived at the Cruise Terminal at Circular Quay to board the Royal Carribean Line Ship, Voyager of The Seas, any thoughts of disappointment that I would  not be sailing out of the magnificent Sydney Harbour in glorious sunshine were quickly replaced by sheer awe as I gazed upon the magnitude and grandeur of this huge vessel. 



    Voyager of the Seas at Circular Quay

    Despite the wet weather, the view of the Sydney Harbour Bridge as the ship  pulled slowly way from the passenger terminal was exhilarating to say the least. Standing on deck 12 (of 15 decks ), I felt as though I was eye to eye with traffic on the bridge. I have been boating on the harbour many times, but it is certainly the first time I have been privileged  to appreciate such a magnificent view from a ship of this size.

    Photo taken from deck 12 as we left


    As we left behind the shores of Sydney Harbour and headed out to sea through The Heads, through quite rough and choppy water,  I struggled to gather my sea legs. Few people braved the windy, wet weather out on deck to watch us pass through The Heads.


    Deck 11 was almost deserted in the rough weather


    Inside the rocking (far more than I had expected) ship, I could not help but be reminded of my ancestors who voyaged in the past, to distant places, in ships no where near as glamorous or as comfortable as the one I was on board. Voyager of the Seas carries over 3,000 passengers and boasts entertainment which includes an ice rink, rock climbing wall, mini golf, basketball, a large casino as well as numerous bars, restaurants, swimming pools and a conference centre. With some time to spare before our 8 pm Meet and Greet in the Lounge known as Cleopatra's Needle, I acquainted myself  with the many luxurious decks of this ship, all the while wondering what the voyages of forebears had been like for them. 


    The most recent ship on board which an ancestor of mine arrived in Australia, was the Largs Bay in 1923. Built in 1921, this passenger/ cargo steamship must have seemed very modern to my grandfather at the age of 19 years when he traveled from Scotland to Brisbane, Australia with his parents and seven of his eight siblings. 

    Image wikipedia, creative commons

    With some time to spare before our 8 pm 'Meet and Greet' in Cleopatra's Needle, one of the ship's numerous lounges,  I meandered through the ship  acquainting myself with the many decks and places to entertain or pamper oneself. There is no doubt that Voyager of the Seas is certainly much more luxurious than the passenger ship La Rochelle on which my courageous three times great grandmother sailed to Australia from Hamburg on, as a young unmarried woman of 22, in 1862. I wondered what my Christiana Siegler would have thought of a ship with such indulgent extravagances as a beauty spa for facials, manicures and hot stone massages, a large hair salon, movie theatre, state of the art comfortable staterooms, parades and non stop entertainment.....I have a new found admiration for the long voyages my ancestors made from Germany, Switzerland, Ireland, Scotland and England with none of the above mentioned hedonistic pleasures and often in the most confined and unsanitary conditions. 
    I regress..... but after all, I am a genealogist and  I am reminded that but for the courage of ancestors I would not be enjoying the opulence of a ship such as Voyager of the Seas.

    La Rochelle Image: StateLibQld. commons.wikipedia.org

    One of the staircases on board Voyager of the Seas
    The Promenade on deck 5
    At 8 pm on the first night aboard, all members of our large (around 240 people) group met in Cleopatra's Needle for an initial get together. Many were, as was I, finding the rocking of the ship difficult to get used to, however, once we were all seated with a wine or cocktail or any fortifying drink, spirits ran high and the conference was undoubtedly off to an excellent start. Represented were were family historians and historians from all states of Australia, from New Zealand, the UK, Africa, and America. Group photographs were taken and these included, speakers, geneabloggers, members of Genealogists for Families (Kiva) among others.


    Meet and Greet in Cleopatra's Needle

    Meet and Greet
    The meet and greet was an opportunity to catch up with friends, to be introduced to new like minded people and to finally put faces to names well known in the vast world of social media. I was pleased at last to meet in person, Thomas MacEntee from Chicago, USA. Thomas is well known in the genealogy world for his  Geneablogger fame and  I have chatted to him on Facebook and have long admired his enthusiastic and knowledgeable presence in the areas of genealogy, technology, social media and blogging. fellow bloggers and Twitter friends Jill Ball better known as Geniaus , Pauleen Cass, ( Cassmob, whose blog is Family History Across the Seas), Jackie van Bergen, Kerry FarmerShauna Hicks , Helen Smith were among people I always enjoy catching up with at genealogical events and I quickly realised that I was travelling in excellent company.  There were many cries of 'Oh that's YOU!' throughout the evening (and the entire voyage) as people who had only known each other by social media names, met for the first time in person. That is one of the great benefits of conferences, and where better to cement friendships, make new friends and share knowledge, than a nine day cruise along the eastern coastline of Australia, following literally in the 'wake' of many of our own ancestors' voyages. 

    The first day ended in anticipation of an interesting conference to begin on Day 2, which boasted a wide range of topics and excellent speakers from all around Australia, in addition to overseas guest speakers including Chris Paton (Scotland), Jane Taubman (UK), Kirsty Gray (UK), Jan Gow (New Zealand) and Thomas MacEntee (USA). 
    Conference centre on board Voyager of the Seas
    Thankyou to everyone involved with Unlock the Past for organising  these genealogy/history cruises and for the enormous amount of planning which must go into such events.  I for one, am hooked!

    Part 2 coming soon.....

    Putting into Practice what I learned on the 4th Unlock The Past Cruise...

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    What did I learn on the 4th Unlock the Past Cruise?


    It was probably just as well that internet connection on the ship Voyager of the Seas was non- existent in our suites, since at the end of each day I am certain every conference attendee would have been sitting at laptops, smart phones and tablets, late into the night, putting into practice the wealth of information taken away from the many and varied talks on board. In a series of blogs I hope to demonstrate how the knowledge I brought home from the cruise conference has been purposefully applied to my own research.

    I have only just today, had an opportunity to take out my copious conference notes which filled three A4 notebooks.  Reading back through the information, I have had great difficulty in choosing a place to begin.  Jill Ball's talk on Evernote inspired me to get my family history in order; Kirsty Gray's talks on the  One Place Studies organisation (of which I am now a member) was of great interest to me as I already have two one place studies underway; Lieutenant Colonel Neil Smith's knowledgeable talks on Military research energised me to learn more about my own military ancestors; Chris Paton's entertaining talks which explained Scottish marriages and inheritance has galvanised my appetite for finding more about my Scottish ancestors; Kerry Farmer's fascinating talk on DNA for genealogists sent me home with a new determination to contact my most relevant DNA matches through FamilyTree DNA; Pauleen Cass's inceptive descant on FANS (friends and neighbours used as resources) has given me wonderful ideas for future research resources; Thomas MacEntee's brilliant information about technological applications for genealogy left me with a compulsion to add more social media and technology  tools to my ever growing list of genealogy playthings; Helen Smith's illuminating talk on Medical Health has made me more determined than ever to write up a 'cause of death' chart... There were so many more speakers whom I will mention in later posts and so many new things I learned from the many informative talks on board the Voyager of the Seas. As well, I was reminded of research resources I may have more previously found but inadvertently  overlooked. But where to begin.....

    A talk underway in the conference centre

    Whilst contemplating  my remarkable and overwhelming amount of cruise conference information, I opened up my Ancestry Tree on my laptop for inspiration. As I perused my forebears, all perched comfortably on the branches of my online tree, with some still hiding among the foliage of the past,  as is wont to happen, all thoughts and intentions of blogging flew out of the window as I became distracted by ancestral things. From there my journey took its own direction...

    Prior to the 4th Unlock the Past Cruise in February of this year, I had added to my family tree, a three times great uncle named Joseph Turner who was born in Ipswich Suffolk, in 1820. I knew only the first names of his two wives from census records. Despite admirable intentions...a blog to write...Joseph's two wives coaxed me from my purpose, urging me to find them... and as is so often the case with family historians, I  forgot all else! Then suddenly, whilst absorbed in searching and not easily finding Joseph's marriages on Ancestry.com, Rosemary Kopittke's talk on The Genealogist  came to mind. I was reminded of Rosemary's comprehensive discussion regarding the benefits of this website, with aids such as first name only searches, a search by occupation or address facility, and extras such as links to click on which might show a map reference for an address, or explain an occupation one has never heard of.

    Although I have had in the past, a subscription to The Genealogist, I have, in recent times tended to conduct my English research through sites such as FindMyPast, Ancestry, FamilySearch (a free search), and Origins.  I realised, during Rosemary's talk on the cruise, that I had overlooked some useful applications with regard to The Genealogist website. So, now, Joseph Turner's two wives offered me the perfect opportunity to put into practice and explore Rosemary's very enticing description of  how to access the most out of this website. I was also reminded of the benefits of searching far and wide rather than falling into the habit of relying on one or a few favourite genealogy sites such as Ancestry.com  for research.

    *The successful outcome of this search, impressed upon me the advantages of The Genealogist as a family history research site and of the age old saying 'never put your eggs (or search for your ancestors) in one basket'! Of course, not everything is online and certificates need to be ordered to authenticate findings. With this in mind,  I set out to compare The Genealogist with sites I more commonly make use of.

    Look for every possible source of information...

    The first thing which I found interesting and a reminder to check multiple sources to verify information, was the confusing fact that Ancestry and The Genealogist had transcribed different parishes for Joseph's address in the 1851 census. The address I found on Ancestry was St Mary's of the Quay, Ipswich, Suffolk. The address provided in my search on The Genealogist, was Terrace Lane, St Mary's of the Elms. These are completely different parishes in Ipswich, Suffolk and obviously a transcription error on the part of one site. The Genealogist did have the added advantage of giving me the street name whereas on Ancestry.com I had to decipher this myself from the original census image and with the writing being almost illegible, this proved impossible. Adding insult to injury, I now had two different parishes as well as two different wives for Joseph!

    Searching the address on FindmyPast  confused the issue even more as I found the address transcribed as Tunnel Lane, St Mary Key. A further search for Joseph Turner on the British Origins website also listed his address as Tunnel Lane St Mary Key. Familysearch listed the address as St Mary Key, St Clement, Ipswich. From my own examination of the original image despite the hard to decipher old handwriting, I could clearly read St Mary Key. According to Geograph  both the name Key and Quay have been commonly interchanged for this medieval church which is situated next to Ipswich's quayside. Google map searches to find old maps and street names close to both St mary's parishes, suggested to me that Joseph Turner in fact lived in neither Terrace nor Tunnel Lane but rather lived in Turret Lane, which is situated very close to the Church of St Mary's of the Quay, however that is a puzzle for another day.....It is Joseph's wives I am searching for!  Another reminder though, of the importance of searching in more than one place.

    St Mary's of the Quay © Copyright Adrian S Pye and licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence

    From the 1851 UK census which I had accessed on Ancestry.com I knew that Joseph Turner's first wife was named Sarah. By the 1861 census his wife's name was Rosanner. In the 1871 census transcription on Ancestry, the second wife's name was shown as Rosina and in 1881, just to confuse matters even more, she appeared as Rosena. I set out to find out more about Joseph's first wife Sarah. By 1851, Joseph and Sarah Turner had two children - Sarah Turner born in 1849 and Eliza Munnings, born in 1845 and both according to the 1851 census, born in Ipswich, Suffolk. From Eliza's surname of Munnings I proposed that this may have been Sarah's maiden name. 

    Joseph Turner on my Ancestry tree

    I commenced my search on Ancestry for the marriage of Joseph Turner, his birth year, between the years 1844 and 1849  (covering  the childrens' birth years) in Suffolk. The eldest child, Eliza, having the surname of Munnings indicated that she was Sarah's daughter from before her marriage to Joseph, although she was stated to be Joseph's daughter on the census record. Finding no marriage to a Sarah,  I narrowed the search to the years between 1846 and 1849. Joseph Turner, it seems is a very common name in Suffolk. After scrolling though several pages of possible marriages, I finally found the only likely marriage, in the October to December quarter of 1847, in Ipswich, Suffolk, to a Sarah Manning.

    When I searched The Genealogist website for a marriage for Joseph Turner using the same information, his name, date of birth,  and place Ipswich, Suffolk, between the years 1844 and 1849, I found a likely marriage immediately and rather than having to search several pages of results, it was the second entry on the first page of hits. This time the surname was transcribed as Munning.

    A quick search found the marriage to Sarah Munning in 1848

    Clicking on this result showed me that Joseph Turner married Sarah Munning in the October to December quarter of 1847. I discovered by an additional search on FamilySearch, that Joseph Turner and Sarah Munning were married on October 10, 1847 at St Matthew's, Ipswich, Suffolk. Saint Matthew, Ipswich, Suffolk was the same parish in which Joseph's parents were married which further suggested that I had found Joseph's first wife. This result recorded the surname as both Munning and Manning. Now feeling that I had a surname for Sarah I found the marriage on FindmyPast and more easily on Ancestry.com.  My search had been surprisingly easy using The Genealogist and I was impressed to say the least! The Genealogistalso provided me with a link search for potential children of this marriage. Of course I will be ordering a copy of the marriage certificate to verify that this is my Joseph Turner, but my hunch tells me my Joseph's wife was Sarah Munning.

    St Matthews Ipswich © Copyright Geoff Picks Creative Commons 

    My search for Joseph's second wife was slightly more complicated, since Ancestry's transcriptions of census records gave her name as Rosanner in 1861, Rosina in 1871 and Rosena in 1881 and her death in 1883 gave her name as Rosina. Out of interest, I compared searches for the marriages on Ancestry and The Genealogist. On Ancestry I had two methods of searching. Firstly, I had the advantage of being able to search records for Joseph directly from my tree (by clicking 'search records' at the top of the page) or alternatively, I could to go into the UK records and then into the England and Wales FreeBDM marriage index to enter my information: Joseph Turner, born 1820, County Suffolk, and look for the second marriage between the years 1851 and 1861. On the first page of hits and the fifth entry down I found a marriage for Joseph Turner in Ipswich, Suffolk, April to June in 1855 to a Rosa Cleveland. 

    Using The Genealogist website was slightly easier with a drop down menu to filter my search for marriages on the initial search page. So, no going into UK records, then finding marriage records before entering information. I found the same marriage (which was the only one with a female name anything like Rosina, Rosena or Rosanner) on the first page of results and as with Ancestry it was the fifth entry.

    The marriage of Joseph Turner to Rosa Cleveland in 1855  using The Genealogist

    Searching for Rosa Cleveland's birth and whereabouts on earlier census records on Ancestry, I discovered a Rossie Cleveland aged 8 years living in Ipswich, Suffolk in the 1841 census but with no parents present.  On examining the original census record I could clearly read that the name was Rosina and had been incorrectly transcribed. No birth or Christening record showed up. The same search on The Genealogist for Rosa Cleveland showed no result at all, however, after changing the name to Rosina, I found the 1841 census record which showed her sister Julia aged 3 years to be living with her. This hit also gave me the address of Chapel Yard in the parish of St Nicholas, with a clickable link, which I found to be a most useful added benefit on this site. I found Julia Cleveland in 1851 living in an Almshouse in Foundation Street, Ipswich, Suffolk, aged 14 years, her occupation a milliner, and living with her grandmother Mary Croft aged 72 years. Foundation Street is also in the parish of St mary's of the Quay, further supporting my earlier assumption.  Added research to me that Foundation Street is named for Tooley's and Smart's Almshouses. 'Henry Tooley, Portman of Ipswich by his will dated Nov 15 1550, left several estates for the purpose of erecting Alms houses ... for the main finance of poor persons therin.' (Words from  a Plaque in Foundation Street.).  Sadly, it appears that Rosina and Julia Cleveland were orphaned at a young age. Before I become too attached to Rosa, I must apply for the marriage certificate which will verify that this is my own Joseph Turner, by the names of his parents.

    There is much more to discover about Joseph Turner and his two wives, including their backgrounds, families and the children of both marriages. Rosemary Koppitke's talk on using The Genealogist as a source of UK records has pointed out to me some quite unique and worthwhile features for research on The Genealogist website and I will certainly not be overlooking it in my future UK research.

     I have also been reminded since the cruise, to organise my sources (thankyou to Jill Ball and Thomas MacEntee for their excellent suggestions with regard to doing this in their respective talks).  In this way, when I am researching, I will not overlook or forget about any resources that I have used in the past.

    It is worthwhile searching more than one site to check for transcription errors


    St Patrick's Day Post

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    My Irish Ancestors

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    Saint Patrick's Day, March 17, is traditionally an Irish day of celebration for the Feast of St Patrick - La Fheile Padraig . Saint Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland. Although officially a  Catholic feast day, people all around the world, especially those of Irish descent, enjoy celebrating Irish heritage and culture. 

    I have Irish ancestry, on both my mother's and my father's branches of my family tree, although until the 1990's I only knew of my Northern Irish Protestant connection. My paternal grandmother, Jemima Florence White who was born in 1902, in Brookend, County Tyrone was Orange through and through despite marrying a Catholic Scotsman. I had no idea of my Scottish Catholic background until researching my family history much later. My grandmother was a very important influence in my life so I grew up with a strong sense of my roots being firmly planted in Ireland. Being young and having no knowledge of the Ulster Plantation, I was unaware of just how 'planted' those particular Irish roots were. If anyone asked me what nationality I was, whilst growing up, I always answered proudly - "Irish"!  In fact I have German/Swiss/Irish/ Scottish/English ancestry, but for the purpose of this St Patrick's Day Blog post, I am Irish!


    Jemima Florence MacDade (nee White) Image S.White ©©

    Jemima Florence White pictured above, may not have true Irish roots, however, to my surprise, I discovered  through my family history research that her husband Colin Hamilton McDade, born in Cumbernauld, Glasgow, Scotland in 1901 had very Irish catholic ancestry. I had found a marriage for Colin's parents John McDade and Elizabeth Gibson in 1894 in the Maryhill Catholic Church, but believing the family to be Presbyterian I filed this 'wrong' certificate away in a drawer. It was only when my aunt traveled to Scotland and visited the GRO in Edinburgh some years later, that we realised that this was indeed our own John McDade and that he was indeed catholic. Going back a further two generations, I discovered that my 4th great grandfather, James McDade was born in Ireland in around 1780. My McDades were Irish!

    Elizabeth Gibson McDade  Image S.White ©©
    This was not the only Irish branch of family I discovered hiding amongst the foliage of Scottish leaves on my tree. Elizabeth Gibson's mother, Mary Fearns ( surname also Farrins) although Scottish born, in Falkirk, Stirling in 1821, was the daughter of an Irish father, named George Farrins. Her mother, Mary Cupples born in Falkirk also was the fifth child of Alexander and Agnes Cupples of County Down in Northern Ireland.  My Irish family tree was sprouting branches rapidly.


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    Just as I thought I had unearthed all of my Irish forefathers, I came across a surprise Irish connection on my mother's family line. The discovery of my two times great grandfather, Michael Frayne, born in Dublin in 1820 has led me on an exciting Irish convict journey. A family of  Irish Frayne and Kelly convicts, in fact  who are the inspiration for my newest blog called Family Convictions - A Convict Ancestor. 

    So on The feast day of Saint Patrick himself, 17th of March, 2014, I feel quite qualified to call myself Irish. At least in part. I wish a very happy St Patrick's Day to my all of friends of Irish descent.... and to my cousins descended from the Irish McDades and Leonards, and who all live now in Illinois, USA. 

    'May good fortune be yours, may your joys never end' and may your river be as  green as the hills of Ireland. 








    Knocking down Northern Irish Brick Walls using Wills.

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    "In the name of God, Amen, I William White of Brookend, Arboe... declare this to be my last Will and Testimony" and... Who was Sarah Jane Thompson?

    Jemima Florence White -  daughter of Sarah Jane Thompson and Hugh Eston WHite,  grand daughter of William White and great grand daughter of Samuel Clarke  


    BREAKING NEWS: Not one, but two seemingly impenetrable Northern Irish Brick walls have recently crumbled through the finding of Wills of ancestors.

    As anyone with Irish or Northern Irish ancestry will attest, the journey towards finding Irish and Northern Irish ancestors has long been fraught with difficulty. Despite websites such as Emerald Ancestors, Ancestry Ireland, FindmyPast IrelandThe Ulster Foundation, and Irish Origins, just to name a few, my Northern Irish ancestry was not easy to trace until I recently found the Wills of Northern Irish ancestors.  PRONI, the Public Record Office of Northern Ireland must be congratulated for its project to digitalise Will Calendars. The records attached to the website's facility for searching Will Calendars were updated in March 2014, to cover the period 1858-1965. Will transcripts have been digitalised and images are currently available for Londonderry 1858-1899, Belfast 1858-1909, and Armagh 1858-1918. If you haven't visited the PRONI website for a while, it may be well worthwhile conducting a new search.

    The discovery of the Last Will and Testimony of my great great grandfather, William White of Brookend, County Tyrone and also the Will of my three times great Grandfather Samuel Clarke of Ballycomlargy in County Londonderry, threw wide open, a window to my Northern Irish ancestry. Samuel Clarke's Will was kindly sent me to me by a previously unknown Irish cousin who found me through Ancestry.com. It is now available for me to download on the Proni website as well. I have also recently found the Will of my great great grandfather, William White on the PRONI website. Prior to reading the contents of these Wills, I knew frustratingly little about my County Tyrone and Londonderry ancestors.
    Hugh Eston White, son of William White of Brookend and Sarah Jane (Thompson) grand daughter of Samuel Clarke of Ballycomlargy

                    WHAT INFORMATION MIGHT BE FOUND IN A WILL

    Wills are an invaluable resource for family historians. Depending on the detail included in your ancestor's Will, you may find singularly exclusive information concerning such assets as land,farms,businesses and homes owned by ancestors. Will Calendars inform you of the date of death of an ancestor as well as when Probate was proved. Wills also disclose which family member inherited the family property. This is especially meaningful information if you are interested in a history of the land or house. Wills also importantly detail where an ancestor lived. In the writing of a Will, one of my Northern Irish ancestors helpfully provided a most detailed description of the location of his farm in Ballyblagh, Omagh. He named the roads between which it lay, the river which ran through it, its acreage, a description of the house and farm buildings, and even the number of cows he owned. This is particularly useful data since I am researching from Australia and therefore unable to search the land registry in Belfast in person.

    Wills often include the occupations of ancestors and the employment of other family members. Other particulars of interest which may be listed are family possessions. These may range from details of farm equipment, household items and furniture to  personal items such as jewelry. If you have any precious family heirlooms in your family, it just might be that an ancestor's Will could provide the clue to tracing its origin. I have established the provenance of a family eternity ring through its mention in three generations of Northern Irish Wills. If you are fortunate enough to have had a particularly loquacious ancestor, his or her Will might make mention of  such personal items as a family bible, books, a piano, special items of furniture, or every day things including beds, bedding and even brushes and combs! Wills can provide much or meager information, depending upon the writer. I have found progenitors' Wills which are so devoid of detail as to straightforwardly  'leave all my belongings to my wife', and others which are an indubitable bounty of information.

    Wills often include the names of spouses and children and often, significantly, married names of daughters. Frequently the writer of a Will names grandchildren and other relatives or family friends. Depending upon the amount of information a person has chosen to include in his or her Will, it may disclose places of residence of relatives and the names of their spouses. Sometimes a Will is a veritable wealth of information you would not find anywhere else. One example of information likely to be found only in a Will, are the names of  children born outside a marriage.  I have one Northern Irish ancestor  who kindly included the name of his 'illegitimate' son in his Will, thereby informing me of a previously unknown branch of family to trace. It is doubly rewarding to discover that an ancestor of the wandering kind was charitable enough to provide in his Will for offspring of a liaison. Not only do you learn that he was a fairly decent chap, but importantly, he has divulged to you a possibly well kept  a family secret.

    A wonderfully wordy Will might furnish you with crucial clues regarding the whereabouts of  other descendants of your ancestors. When family members immigrated to different countries, they frequently lost contact over several generations. As a consequence, later generations may have no knowledge of their whereabouts. Much research time can be saved if your ancestor benevolently imparts this information in a Will. In my great great grandfather William White's last testament, he generously bequeathed me much valuable information regarding  the countries, cities, towns and addresses to which each of his offspring had immigrated, as well as affirming the addresses of several daughters who had remained in Northern Ireland.

    It is important to note that there can also be misleading omissions in Wills. For varying reasons,  the name of one or more offspring might be absent, as was the case in the Last Will and Testament of  my three times great grandfather, Samuel Clarke. The absence of a crucial name in his Will generated a perplexing mystery for the Irish branch of my Clarke family, although it was this very omission which eventually  brought two branches of our family together.



    THE WILL OF SAMUEL CLARKE OF BALLYCOMLARGY, COUNTY DERRY, FARMER - AND WHO WAS SARAH JANE THOMPSON?


    The Last Will and Testimony of my three times great grandfather, Samuel Clarke, was discovered not by myself, but by someone in Ireland who I now know to be my third cousin. We both descend from Samuel Clarke, (1808-1889), a farmer of  Ballycomlargy, Londonderry, in Northern Ireland. My cousin found me while attempting to solve a family mystery. Samuel Clarke's Will had named a granddaughter, Sarah Jane Thompson, but inexplicably, had made no mention of who her parents were. Although Samuel named his children in his will, he had no daughters with the married name of Thompson and none of his children had a daughter named Sarah Jane. Sarah Jane Thompson, although stated in the Will to be Samuel's granddaughter, did not appear to fit into the Clarke family anywhere and her identity remained a mystery to the family in Ireland until the search led to my Ancestry Tree.

    Sarah Jane Thompson sits elegantly on a paternal branch of my family tree, as my great grandmother, Sarah Jane White, nee Thompson. Sarah Jane immigrated to Brisbane, Queensland, Australia in 1912 with her husband, my great grandfather, Hugh Eston White and their five children, one of whom was my grandmother Jemima Florence White. Sarah Jane Thompson's mother was the only offspring of Samuel Clarke not  named in his Will.

    Contact between my cousin and I through Ancestry.com generated an exciting exchange of information which connected two branches of a family who lived on opposite sides of the world, each who had no previous knowledge of the other. There was a reason why Samuel Clarke's daughter was not mentioned in his Will but his granddaughter was named.


    Samuel Clarke wrote his will in 1887. His daughter Sarah Jane Clarke, the eldest of his eight children, had predeceased her father, in 1873, at the age of 40 years. In his Last Will and Testimony Samuel Clarke mentioned only the names of his living offspring. He made provisions for one child of his deceased daughter because he himself had raised her. Sarah Jane Thompson's four older siblings had remained with their father, who remarried the same year that their mother died. Years later, with older generations of family gone and with them, any first hand knowledge of family history, Sarah Jane Thompson had become an enigma for my Irish Clarke cousins. On my side of the world, in Australia, I had no knowledge of my great grandmother's siblings or that I had Clarke relatives who were Clarke descendants in Northern Ireland. I know from the Will, that Sarah Jane was the only one of Sarah Jane Clarke's and Joseph Shaw Thompson's five children to be raised by her Clarke grandparents, after the death of her mother when she was a year old. My Irish cousin and I have now become friends, learning about each other's branch of our family, exchanging precious family photographs on Facebook and corresponding by email.




    Title :Date of Death :22 October 1889
    Surname :ClarkeDate of Grant :17 February 1890
    Forename :SamuelReseal Date :
    Registry :LondonderryEffects :Effects £189 10s.



    I had no way of knowing, until I read Samuel Clarke's Will, that Sarah Jane had been separated from her siblings and lived with her mother's parents, following her mother's death. I had assumed that since her father had remarried quickly after his wife died, that she had been raised along with her siblings, by her step mother, Eliza. It is this type of personal family history, which if not passed on orally through generations of families, might only be discovered in a Will.

    At the time that her grandfather Samuel Clarke wrote his Will, Sarah Jane was 12 years old. It is quite moving to read about the personal items that Samuel Clarke bequeathed his granddaughter. In addition to money, he listed items which he must have felt were important to her, including  a brush and comb set, a bed and items of bedding. He provided for her care after his death by one of his sons, her uncle John Clarke. John Clarke was named in Samuel Clarke's Will to inherit the family farm.  The carefully considered provisions made for his granddaughter in Samuel Clarke's Will, were a declaration of his love for her. It is a wonderful thing to see in writing, an emotional connection between ancestors. Samuel Clarke chose well, since the bond between Sarah Jane Thompson and her uncle John Clarke is demonstrated by the fact that he later in life, lived with her, her husband and her family at Brookend, County Tyrone. Quite often emotional interactions between ancestors are something abstract that we must imagine for ourselves. It is often only the words written in a letter or diary or a Will, that truly expose warmth and affection between forebears. Samuel passed away two years after writing his Last Will and Testimony and it is comforting to know from this Will, that he had provided for his granddaughter's care and her future. Often, it is information included in a Will, which can provide the ingredients for an authentic story about ancestors.

    Sarah Jane White nee Thompson as a married woman at the White's Dairy Farm,  'Carrig-na-gule', Seventeen Mile Rocks, Qld

    The information in the Last Will and Testimony of my three times great grandfather, Samuel Clarke of Ballycomlargy, Desertlyn, County Derry, set in motion, a journey to discovering four generations of Clarke family members. But for Samuel Clarke's Will, I would be still completely unaware that my great great grandmother, Sarah Jane Clarke, had seven siblings, or that her youngest daughter had been raised by her parents following her death. I might never have discovered my many cousins in Northern Ireland who like myself, descend from Samuel Clarke. Information found in Wills can provide valuable clues that might not be found anywhere else.



    THE LAST WILL AND TESTIMONY OF WILLIAM WHITE OF BROOKEND, COUNTY TYRONE, FARMER


    The 1887 Last Will and Testament of my great great grandfather, William White of Brookend, County Tyrone, provided me with the information I needed to crash through a brick wall which I had all but given up on. Credit for this find, must be afforded to the PRONI website. William White was the father of my great grandfather, Hugh Eston White, who married  the granddaughter of Samuel Clarke, Sarah Jane Thompson,  in 1896, in Woods Chapel, Magherafelt, Londonderry.

    Looking across the land that was William and then Hugh White's farm in Brookend, Co. Tyrone

    WHAT I KNEW PRIOR TO READING THE WILLS OF WILLIAM WHITE OF BROOKEND, COUNTY TYRONE 

    Prior to finding the Will of William White, I knew very little of my Northern Irish White family (who bear no relation to my husband's County Down Whites ......  we think!). I had nothing more than a possible sibling for my great grandfather and an anecdotal indication of a connection to a County Tyrone family named Watters.


    In June of 1913, my paternal grandmother, pictured above top, arrived in  Brisbane, Queensland, Australia, from County Tyrone, Northern Ireland, aged 11 years. According to the passenger records for the ship Ayrshire, Jemima Florence White was travelling with her family. With her on the journey from Ireland to Australia were her father Hugh Eston White, her mother, Sarah Jane nee Thompson White, sister Violet Victoria Maud, 16, and brothers William Thomas aged 14, Samuel John Clarke, 12, and Andrew Hugh Thompson, the youngest child aged 7 years.

    From his marriage certificate, I knew that my great grandfather, Hugh Eston White was born in County Londonderry in around 1866, and that his father's name was William White. Family anecdotes informed me that Hugh Eston White had departed County Tyrone, Northern Ireland because of ailing health, and that he relocated his family to a country with a warmer climate quite reluctantly, on his doctor's advice. My great grandfather, Hugh White and his family lived on a flax farm at Brookend, near Loch Neagh in County Tyrone before immigrating to Australia. I heard many stories from my grandmother as a child about her life on the farm named Carrig-na-gule' at Brookend. My grandmother's anecdotes never included the names of aunts or uncles or grandparents and as a child I did not think to inquire. I had little information about my Northern Irish White family.

    Marriage records informed me that Hugh White was born in County Londonderry and that he married Sarah Jane Thompson in Woods Chapel, Magherafelt, in Derry. I had little difficulty in finding my great grandmother's Thompson family in the Griffith's Valuation and other Londonderry records.

    CLUES THAT LED NOWHERE BEFORE FINDING THE WILL OF WILLIAM WHITE

    The only information that I could find about my two times great grandfather, William White, was that he had married in County Londonderry and that his son Hugh, was born in this same county. Since Hugh and Sarah White had lived in County Tyrone, I had no idea whether my Whites originated in Londonderry or in County Tyrone. I had the name of my great grandfather William White, a wife named Matilda,  and that is where my knowledge of this family ended in Northern Ireland. Other clues, led nowhere. I had the name Matilda Junk, with whom my great grandfather Hugh was staying with in Londonderry, in the 1911 census, along with two of his five children. Despite harbouring a strong hunch that Matilda Junk's name was a clue, I was unable to find any information about who she was. ON the night of the 1911 census, Hugh's wife Sarah ( Thompson) was at home on the family farm at Brookend,  with the rest of their children and living with her was her uncle John Clarke. I also had the name Isabella White as a possible sister for my great grandfather, Hugh. Isabella White had married a Robert Orr of Lisnamorrow, and although I felt that she was Hugh's sibling, I was unable to substantiate this. The names Robert Orr, Matilda Junk, Isabella White and John Clarke should have been  keys to unlocking a door to the past, however, since my search was in Northern Ireland, they remained clues that did not lead to any evidence. To further complicate my instinct regarding Isabella White (Orr) , I was contacted by someone in Canada  who had an Isabella Brown ( nee White) on her husband's family tree, as the daughter of my William White of Brookend. Isabella Orr began looking less likely to be the sister of my great grandfather. 

    Many years ago, my grandmother told me that 'two generations of Whites in County Tyrone, married tow generations of Watters'. For some reason this comment stayed with me and a I wrote about this in one of my blog posts. Not long afterwards, I was contacted by a man with the surname Watters, who lives in County Tyrone. He informed me that his mother had been a White who married a Watters and that his grandmother, Sarah Louisa White had also married a man named Watters. This revelation supported my grandmother's story, which was substantiated, when we discovered that his mother was my grandmother's first cousin. For the life of us, however, we could not work out where Sarah Louisa White fitted into my White family or exactly how we were related through her, beyond my family anecdote. We had no success researching, despite my cousin collecting parish records in Northern Ireland, and my researching online. No birth record could be been found for Sarah Louisa White and were unable to prove our connection. That is.... until I found the Will of William White.....


    THE WILL OF WILLIAM WHITE REVEALED A WEALTH OF INFORMATION

    Although the death certificate of my great grandfather, Hugh Eston White states that his mother's name was Matilda, I have been not been to find any record of their marriage. Finding William White's Last Will and Testimony not only confirmed her name to be Matilda, but almost unbelievably, it handed me the names of all of their children and their spouses as well as the places where most of them had immigrated to. Places such as Allegheny City, Pittsburgh, Penn, USA and Toronto, Canada, suddenly became places where I might search for relatives.

    THE ISABELLA WHITE/ ISABELLA BROWN MYSTERY SOLVED

    My grandmother once told me that her father had never wished to leave Ireland, but had only done so because of ill health. When his doctor asked where he might choose to go he answered, "Canada". His doctor had been amused at his choice of a country as equally cold as Ireland and advised him otherwise. I have long wondered why he thought of Canada. Australia seemed to me to be the obvious choice, since the eldest brother of his wife Sarah, had earlier immigrated to the Darling Downs in Queensland. Reading William White's Will, my excitement could barely be contained. William White's daughter and Hugh's sister, Isabella Brown, had gone to Canada to live with her husband, Thomas Brown. And all at once before my eyes, the pieces of a puzzle began to fall into place. as  grandson, Hugh Orr,was mentioned as the son of Robert Orr of Lisnamorrow. This was the husband I had for the Isabella White on my tree. My contact in Canada and I have now pieced together that Isabella first married Robert Orr and after his death,  remarried Thomas Brown. They immigrated to Canada, leaving two of the Orr children in Tamnavalley, who joined their mother later, in Canada.  It turns out that we both have the correct Isabella White on our trees as Isabella Orr and Isabella Brown because she married both Robert Orr and Thomas Brown, but we might never have known this fact except for the information in Will.


    THE SARAH LOUISA WHITE MYSTERY SOLVED

    Nothing could have quite prepared me for the thrill of finding Sarah Louisa Watters nee White,  in William White's Will. My cousin in Ireland and I had all but become resigned to the fact that we might never understand our relationship - and there it was right in front of me in William White's Will. 'to my daughter, Sarah Louisa Watters, married to John Watters of Tamnavalley...'
    I had had thought that Sarah Louisa might be the sister of my great grandfather but until their father,William White confirmed this as evidence in his Will, it had remained nothing more than a hunch.

    OTHER INFORMATION IN THE WILL

    Prior to finding this Will, the only information I possessed, were the names of my great grandfather Hugh Eston White, and his father William White, the name Matilda as a possible mother and a potential sister named Isabella. All at once, this Will confirmed Matilda as my great great grandmother, Isabella as my great grandfather's sister, as well as six more sisters and two brothers. - Jemima, Matilda, (Isabella), Thomas, Annie, Robert, Eliza, Sarah Louisa, and Eleanor. To further discover the addresses where they lived, was astonishing. Finding one of these names in particular, has had immense meaning for my family. My grandmother's name, Jemima has been passed on to one of my daughters and one very special granddaughter, Primrose Jemima Florence [5/9/2014-6/9/2014], as middle names, and now that we have found an even earlier generation of namesake, for whom my grandmother was obviously named,  the name Jemima has assumed even greater significance.

    Jemima Florence White (left with her sister Violet) was named after her paternal aunt Jemima White

    HOW HELPFUL ARE  THE CLUES FOUND IN WILLS

    Wills provide unique information about our ancestors' lives. I have found it interesting to discover that some of my Northern Irish ancestors who were farmers, owned more than one parcel of land or farm. Names mentioned in Wills can provide much needed evidence for the family historian, on which to base further research. The relatives and friends mentioned in Will, can become vital ingredients in  an authentic account of our ancestors' lives.


    William White's Flax Farm, left to Hugh White and later the Quinn Farm Brookend, County Tyrone

    Prior to finding the Wills of Samuel Clarke and William White, the name Matilda Junk meant little to me, other than that she was the person with whom my great grandfather was staying in Londonderry on the night of the 1911 census with two of his five children. After discovering that Matilda Junk, nee Clarke was my great great aunt in the Will of Samuel Clarke, I began to construct a story around the fact that Hugh Eston White and his son and daughter (my grandmother Jemima Florence were visiting Portstewart in Londonderry. If one takes the time to think about the everyday activities in the lives of ancestors, such as shopping, visiting a doctor or holidays, we can only understand their lives by placing them within historical context as well as researching the places they lived and visited. I could easily assume, that whenever the White children required new clothing or shoes or needed medical appointments, the family might have taken them to nearby Cookstown. Now that I know the family had relatives in Londonderry, I can ponder that they might have travelled a the larger commercial centre such as Londonderry for these errands, because they had relatives with whom to stay.

    Portstewart, pictured below, is a seaside resort town in County Londonderry. The address at which Hugh White and his children were staying on the night of the 1911 census was 14 Victoria Terrace which was almost on the waterfront of Portstewart. I have deduced that there may be another reasonable explanation for why Hugh White was in Portstewart on the 1911 census night.
    Portstewart, Londonderry

    A search for the will of  Matilda's husband, John Campbell Junk, who died in 1893, showed me that John bequeathed to his wife and son Robert, his house and farms in Gortigal and his smaller farm in Ballyblagh, known as 'Paddy's Land.' John ordered that yet another larger farm in Ballyblagh was to be sold to pay any off all debts. In the 1901 census Matilda, 58, Robert 19, and Minnie 17, were living on the farm at Gortigal. The address at which Hugh was staying along with Matilda Junk in 1911, 14 Victoria Terrace, Portstewart, overlooked the sandy two mile long beach known as the Strand. It is entirely possible, given his ill health, that perhaps my great grandfather was holidaying with his two young children at the seaside to recover. I am now able to begin to build a narrative of my family's life beyond their flax farm; a story founded on clues found in the Wills of ancestors.

    CONSTRUCTING A  PICTURE OF THE BROADER FAMILY FROM WILLS

    Wills can be an exclusive source of names on which to base further research regarding your family and social network within which they lived. The names you find in a Will can be as momentous as an obvious missing piece of a puzzle, or as obscure as a mysterious cue to point you in a certain direction. There can be something to discover about your own ancestors and the places they lived and visited, through researching their relationships with other people who were a part of their lives. The people mentioned in Wills as executors, for example would have most likely been a relative, a close friend or business partner or perhaps even a godparent to an ancestor's child. Seeking knowledge about the relatives, friends and other people within an ancestor's social and community network can enhance and enrich your understanding of your own forebears and their personal and social relationships.

    When I discovered, through Samuel Clarke's Will,  that Matilda Junk, who my great grandfather, Hugh White was staying with at the time of the 1911 census, was the aunt of his wife, Sarah Jane (Thompson), I thought about the importance of names in Wills and their significance as fragments of evidence. I began investigating the people mentioned in my ancestors' Wills. Matilda's husband, John, in his own Will, named his brother, the Reverend Thomas W. Junk, of Six Mile Cross, as executor of his will. In reading the Will of the Reverend Thomas William Junk, I discovered the names of his children and that he was the Minister of the Presbyterian Church at Sixmilecross, Omagh, County Tyrone. Since the Junks were cousins of both my White and Clarke families, by extending my knowledge to the lives of these relatives, I am gradually constructing a picture of the wider family community beyond my great and great great grandparents. Since they all lived within a reasonably close distance of each other, it is reasonable to think that my family visited the places in which relatives lived, therefore, these places and people become an authentic and compelling part of our ancestors' life stories.

    The Presbyterian Church at Sixmilecross, Omagh where the brother in law of my twi times great aunt, was the minister.
    My husband also descends from a family with the surname of White in Northern Ireland as I do. Family anecdotes place his White ancestors in County Antrim although I have not found any sign of  them there. I have a niggling hunch that they might be secretly lying low in County Down, so I'm off to search the Will Calendars on the PRONI website to test my rationale......



    Genealogy Photo Challenge 2014

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    Genealogy Photo Challenge 2014 for World Photo Day 




    The Family Curator has issued a challenge to genealogists and family historians around the world to celebrate World Photo Day by creating a photograph which blends pictures of the past and the present in a single photo. Thankyou to Pauleen  for her Genealogy Photo Challenge blog post which reminded me to delve through my photographs to find something suitable for this challenge. 


    Houses, like all buildings, are constantly altered and adapted over time, for families and their changing needs and purposes. Every home is the heart of the family and as such is the keeper of memories. As a home changes and people move in and out of it, the house becomes an archive of collective memory. I am pleased to take this opportunity to tell just a snippet of this home's narrative.


    My first home was at 24 Crescent Avenue in Enoggera, a suburb of Brisbane, Queensland in Australia. My parents built a brand new house in a newer suburb when I was seven years old but the home at Enoggera has always remained significant as the source of my earliest important childhood memories.


     While on holidays in Queensland, several  trips down memory lane, have found me driving past my first family home. Over the years since I lived in the house, it has undergone some significant alterations.



    1950's

    The home pictured above, was built in the 1950's, as a two bedroom weatherboard house with a brick base at the front but was higher at the rear with timber slats, in typical Queensland style. Shown in the photo below (and above in the 2000 and 2014 photographs) are the cassia trees which my mother planted along the side boundary fence. Now, in late 2014, these trees have been removed.

    Rear of the house 1960's

    During the seven years during the 1950's and 1960's when I lived in the home at Enoggera, it was painted a pale grey/green colour. It had a balcony with an ornate wrought iron railing and wide brick stairs at the front of the house. 


    The balcony at the front of the house ©


    The fence was made of wire and white timber with white metal gates. Image Sharn White ©


    2000

    In 2000, when I saw my first home, I was surprised to see that it had changed considerably from the time when I had lived in it as a young child. New owners had modernised the house, enlarging it and replacing the brick balcony with a timber deck at the front. The window to the living room was the very same window however, as when I had lived there decades earlier. I recall climbing upon our lounge to watch through that window for the ice cream van. The colour scheme was vastly different with its bright yellow weatherboards and blue trimmed windows. What had seemed to me as a young child to be an enormous backyard had been reduced in size by a new extension to the rear of the house. 

    My first home in 2000 Image SharnWhite 

    2014

    The latest view of my first home made me wonder if I had driven along the wrong street! It wasn't just that the colour scheme had altered but the roof line had changed significantly and the house bore little resemblance to the one I had lived in. It was only the brick base that was still recognizable from the past. The roof which had been a hip roof now looked very different with new gables. The 1950's built house had gone full circle and even back in history with its new transformation,  giving it the appearance of a  home reminiscent of the 1920's. 






    Rootstech 16 Ambassador... and a Family Reunion thanks to Rootstech15.

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    Rootstech16 Ambassador - a look back at Rootstech15 and how Rootstech led to a family reunion...

    Rootstech 15 Geneabloggers
    I was thrilled to be invited recently, to join Jill Ball, previously the only Australian Ambassador for Rootstech Conferences, to be an Ambassador for Rootstech16. To say I am excited would be an understatement! I have my air ticket booked and paid for and my accomodation is booked as well. 
    My Genea-friend Jill Ball conducting an interview with young 15 year old genealogist, Tas, from Australia
    In February of this year, I joined a fairly large contingency of Australian attendees, many of them, like myself, were genealogy bloggers and good friends, and we travelled the long journey from various parts of Australia to Salt Lake City in the USA, to attend the Rootstech15 Conference. The 2015 Rootstech conference was combined with the FGS conference so it was a doubly exciting year to choose for my first visit to Rootstech. 

    In addition to an exciting line up of keynote speakers (and a trip down memory lane with a fabulous rendition of Donny Osmond's Puppy Love by the singer himself (showing my age now), an amazing and wide ranging choice of talks, engaging speakers to choose from and the wealth of knowledge  that I acquired, I met many friendly and like minded people. Some of these were already online friends from all around the world, whom I met at Rootstech for the first time in person. Others were new friends whom I am happy to say, I have stayed in touch with. 

    The real Donny did appear, however, this cut out figure was fun to pose with!

    The exhibition hall was tremendously exciting with so many exhibitors and products to peruse. I'm afraid I purchased too many 'goodies' for my luggage allowance and no doubt I will do so again in 2016! Ancestry DNA tests were popular with Australian visitors and some Australians took tests in Salt Lake City and received our results before Ancestry's DNA testing even reached the shores of Australia! 
    The Exhibition Hall was very popular.

    The media hub in the Exhibition Hall was a constant hive of activity. Jill Ball called upon me to do an interview on camera. Amongst the many people Jill interviewed was young 15 year old genealogist, named Tas, who had heard about Rootstech from me and earned his airfair by busking, so that he could attend. His story even made the Deseret News!  I met Dear Myrtle (Pat) whose blog and more recentley, her hangouts, I have been a big fan of, in person in the media hub as well as Randy Seaver. Meeting in person, my online genealogy friends, was a great highlight of my Rootstech experience.

    Dear Myrtle in the Media Hub

    Randy Seaver and wife Linda with my good friend from Australia, Pauleen Cass
    During a conversation ( naturally about family history) with Randy and his wife, it transpired that Linda had an ancestor who had lived in Sydney, Australia, where I happen to live. He had followed the Californian Gold Rush and I promised to look up the address of the hotel that Linda Seaver's ancestor had been the licencee of in the mid 1800's on my return to Australia. I did just that and wrote a blog post about my find. If you would like to read about Linda's ancestor just click on the link on the word blog above.

    Darling Harbour, not far from where Linda's ancestor had his hotel. 

    The family history library was one of the great highlights of my visit to Salt Lake City. After a most informative guide of the library, by most friendly helpers, I set about finding a great deal of information about my German and Swiss ancestors. The books in the library had me positively drooling! Luckily I speak German, as most of the books I was looking at, were in that language. I discovered information that I would have discovered anywhere else and certainly I would not have found not online. 

    The Family History Library, Salt Lake City

    I left a few days free after the conference to explore Salt Lake City and to take hundreds of photographs of the city, which was picturesquely nestled in amongst snow capped mountains.



    This year, since I was making the trip to Salt Lake City, I decided to continue on to Chicago after the conference, to meet third cousins whom I had found through my family history research. My great grandfather, John MCDADE emigrated from Glasgow, Scotland to Brisbane in Queensland, Australia, while his younger sister, Agnes MCDADE, with her husband Martin LEONARD emigrated to Illinois in the USA. Now three generations later I was realising a dream to meet the cousins, whom I had met three years earlier online, and with whom I had been corresponding almost daily via facebook. 

    It was very cold in Chicago in February.
    Now, six months later, in August, just a few weeks ago, I returned to Chicago, along with other Australian MCDADE descendants, for what my American cousins called "The Aussie Invasion". We had the most wonderful family gathering of MCDADE descendants and our American hosts were incredible! Apart from their hilariously deep seated fear of deadly Australian creatures. Had it not been for attending Rootstech15, I most likely would never have met my many wonderful, awesome cousins. Below are some photographs of our family gathering in Chicago on August 31, 2015.

    My cousin Thom had gone all out on the Aussie/ American theme for our party.

    A clever relative made these cookies!

    Amidst American relatives.


    Some USA and Aussie cousins.

    What better cookies for a family get together!

    Name tags made it so much easier with over 100 relatives attending, most of whom had never met before.
    One of the family trees I drew up to explain our descendancy from James MCDADE and SARAH MCDERMID who hailed from Ireland c 1770.

    THAT WAS NOT ALL THOUGH.....

    At Rootstech15, I met a speaker from Chicago, named Paul MILNER.  At a conference in Canberra, Australia, the very next month in March, I again heard Paul speak and was very impressed by his skill as a speaker. We became friends on facebook in March. In July of this year, I discovered in my FamilyTree DNA results, a cousin named Paul MILNER. You guessed it! Its the one and same Paul that I met at Rootstech15. We are corresponding trying to work out our connection, however, I am fairly confident that it is through family from Northumberland, England, on my maternal line that we are related.

    I am very much looking forward to returning to Salt Lake City, in February, 2016, for the next Rootstech Conference. I will once again be returning to Chicago after the conference to visit my family in the USA and this time Paul Milner and I will meet up as well..... I am gathering cousins thanks to Rootstech... Rootstech16, here I come!  Why don't you join me.... its an experience you will never forget.

    I met Fran Kitto and Hilary Gadbsy in person for the first time at Rootstech15


    Missing Great Uncle Rex in the 1939 Register...a puzzle solved.

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    Where is Uncle Rex on the 1939 Register ?

    Marwell Hall, Hampshire Photo Siobhan White ©
    I have written a number of blog posts about my most intriguing relative, my great uncle, Rex Morley Hoyes. You can read about Rex Hoyes in the following posts in  Sharn's Genealogy Jottings and FamilyHistory4u  His fascinating life  (1902 -1983) included him being charged with and aquitted of corruption by MI5 during WW2, when he was the managing Director of Cunliffe-Owen Aircraft in England, a secret airstrip constructed at his home Marwell Hall (once owned by Kng Henry VIII which was given by the king to the Seymour family), his involvement in illegal gunrunning to Hyderabad in 1848, along with Australian pilot Sidney Cotton, and so far, unproved suspicions that he was a spy. The UK City and Country Directories, 1600's-1900's give a number of addresses for him in 1939, These are,  29 St James Street SW1 (TN Whitehall 2871), Marwell Hall, Winchester, (TN Owlesbury 6), Formentor, Malorca, Balearic Isles. That he had a very large super yacht registered in his name, could have explained the many addresses but when Findmypast announced the release of the 1939 register , I was eager to see exactly where my great uncle was living on September 29, 1939, when the register of every civilian living in the UK was undertaken. Information about the yacht Warrior can be found here https://peggybawn.wordpress.com/tag/rex-morley-hoyes/ . This site provides a link to my blog post about the Warrior.

    The type of Avro Lancaster that  flew guns to Hyderabad  Image:
    "Avro Sapphire Lancastrian VM733 Coventry 06.54" by RuthAS - Own work. Licensed under CC BY 3.0 via Commons - https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Avro_Sapphire_Lancastrian_VM733_Coventry_06.54.jpg#/media/File:Avro_Sapphire_Lancastrian_VM733_Coventry_06.


    This register, recently released by Findmypast was a joint undertaking by The National Archives and DC Thomson Family History. The register was originally used to issue identity cards and ration books and contains vital information such as change of surname, sex, occupation, age and address.

    I was surprised when I searched for Rex Morley Hoyes that I couldn't find him. If he was not listed on the 1939 Register, on September 29, I wondered where he would have been so soon after the declaration of WW2. I had hope to find more about him from the register and hoped that he wasn't living at one of the overseas addresses that had been listed in the 1939 UK City and Country Directory (Ancestry.com ).

    Results of my search for Rex M Hoyes in the 1939 Register  Image Findmypast.com.uk
    My first search for Rex Morley Hoyes found no results (see above) and so I amended my search to Rex M Hoyes. I tried both of these searches, first  giving Hampshire, the county in which Marwell Hall is situated and then leaving the place of residence blank, with both searches finding no results.

    Next I searched for R M Hoyes in Hampshire, but I found no sign of Rex Hoyes, I found a female by the name of Rose M Hoyes who was born two years earlier than Rex. Rose Hoyes lived in Winchester which is an historic town in the vicinity of Marwell Hall, however, I found no no sign of Rex Hoyes.

    Widening my search, I looked for Rex's wife who was Patricia Margaret Hoyes nee Blackadder, formally Lady Waleran. Her affair with Rex Morley Hoyes had become very public in 1934, when news of it hit the newspaper headlines in the London Times. Lord Waleran divorced his much younger wife while Rex divorced his wife Muriel following the news scandal which even gave the address where Rex and pat had held their clandestine meetings. Rex Hoyes and Pat Blackadder married in 1935, having purchase Marwell Hall in 1934 prior to their wedding. Below is the result of my search for Margaret Patricia Hoyes. It was immediately obvious that I had found the correct person becaue her maiden name was shown as Blackadder. The showing of name changes on the 1939 Register is an excellent way to confirm that you have found the person you are looking for.

    Margaret P Blackadder (Hoyes) in the 1939 Register. Image: Findmypast.com.uk
     http://search.findmypast.com.au/results/world-records/1939-register?firstname=margaret%20patricia&firstname_variants=true&lastname=hoyes&lastname_variants=true&keywordsplace=hampshire
      
    To the right of each name on the results page, there are two icons to click. The first takes you to a list of the people who lived in the same household as the person you have searched for. Below is the list of people in the Hoyes household which I found . And to my surprise, there, beneath Margaret P Blacckadder/Hoyes was Rose M Hoyes.


    The Hoyes household, Winchester Image Findmypast.com.uk

    Rose M Hoyes , a female, was born 30 March 1900 and her occupation is transcribed as Managing Director of Ca? Owner Aircaft Limited. This caught my attention immediately, since my great uncle Rex was born on the same day March 30, but in 1902, and in 1939, he was Managing Director of Cunliffe-Owen Aircraft Limited, based at Southampton Airport, Eastleigh, in England.

    Rex Morley Hoyes, 4th from right with Culiffe-Owen personalities.
    The only way to see the original image from the 1939 register is to pay to view and although I by now was certain that Rose M Hoyes was in fact, Rex M Hoyes mistranscribed, assumption can so easily lead one down the wrong path. I needed to see the original image to obtain evidence that Rose M Hoyes was really Rex M Hoyes. After all, the household listed Rose as a female and perhaps there was a Rose Hoyes whom I had not yet discovered in my family history research.

    Paying to view the original image of the Hoyes household on the 1939 Register image paid off for me, because Rose turned out to bevery much my great uncle Rex. Original writing is often hard to read but I am able to read the name Rex, Perhaps becaue I a expecting it to be Rex, it is easier for me to read. I can also see, however, how the letters 'ex' looked like 'ose' and how easily Rex became Rose. But on the register my great uncle is clearly stated to be a male not a female. The mistake here was that whoever transcribed this record, assumed that the 'M' for male was incorrect and that 'ROSE was correct rather than searching for a male name that loked like Rose. An excellent  lesson for myself also when transcribing. Rex's occupation is Managing Director of Cunliffe Owen Aircraft Ltd, but for someone not looking for that name they can be forgiven for not being able to read it correctly. The address given is Marwell Hall, Owlesbury.

    Rex Hoyes was not missing on the day of the 1939 UK Register at all.  But for for the original image I could not have proved this and thumbs up to Findmypast for providing this extra pay by view service. I am again reminded of the importance of finding original documents and not relying upon transcription. Volunteers do an exccellent job of transcribing often very difficult handwriting, but when you are searching for a particular name it is often easier to recognise it yourself.

    1939 Register. Rex M Hoyes. Image Fndmypast.com.uk

    Of great interest in the Hoyes household in 1939, is the household staff listed on this register. Rex and Margaret Hoyes had a Butler, chauffer, head housemaid and a cook in the household on September 29, 1939. There are possibly three more household members, however, the three names below those that are listed are not yet available becaue they were born within the 100 year privacy closure period. Since they are not family members, I will not bother to apply to have the closed files opened. I will, though,  be looking into the lives of the Marwell Hall staff in the near future. Often the people who knew our ancestors can provide clues about their lives, so it is well worth investigating them.

    It has come to my attention from a number of private sources, that Rex was possibly a spy. I have as yet found no evidence to support this theory, and I am pleased that I found him at home at his Marwell Hall residence on the night of the 1939 register. As Managing Director of Cunliffe-Owen Aircraft Ltd, with government aircraft contracts, that Rex himself secured for the company, he travelled to America on official business in 1941. Had I discovered him anywhere but in England on September 29, 1939, so soon after Britain and France had declared war  (September 3), my suspicions about his wartime activities might have been fueled. So for now, Rex is safely patriotic... until I find otherwise. Saved by the 1939 register!



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