Friday, January 03, 2014

Zenobia


In memory of William Slawson, Frederick Slawson, Francis M'Cafte, Robert M'Con nell, and Harry Moar, who died on the Zenobia, 9th September, 1897. Inserted by the Zenobia crew.

Family Notices. (1898, September 17). The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 - 1939), p. 536. TROVE

Friday, November 15, 2013

Early lesson in Geography


One of the immigrants who arrived by the Whakatane stated he had heard that Cairns was the nearest port to the Darling Downs.

Town and Country. (1910, January 14). Cairns Post (Qld. : 1909 - 1954), p. 3. TROVE


Saturday, November 09, 2013

Constance HODGSON


While looking at death notices on Trove I came across the following notice -

ARMSTRONG.-On the 14th February, at Hawthorn, Bulimba, Connie, adopted daughter of M. Armstrong, aged 3 years.

Family Notices. (1889, February 23). The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 - 1939), p. 337. TROVE

Because I have ARMSTRONGs and HODGSONs on the tree and 'Connie' was only 3 years old, I decided to do a little research and this is what I have found.

Constance HODGSON died 14th February, 1889 and her parents were listed as William HODGSON and Mary STRICKLAND.

Constance HODGSON aged 2 years arrived on the Chyebassa in Brisbane 3rd March, 1888. She was listed in steerage and there doesn't seem to be any association with any other passenger; there were males in their 20s and 40s listed before and after her and none of the surnames appear to be connected with the name HODGSON

Constance was buried in the Balmoral Cemetery, Portion 1, #168
Then on 25th May, 1934, Mary Florence COOPER was buried in the same grave after she died the previous day and although I have not located her birth, her parents, James COOPER and Eliza MURRAY were married in Brisbane on the 29th of March, 1867.

I haven't been able to find any other mention of the couple William HODGSON and Mary STRICKLAND on passenger lists or in the Qld BDM index from 1829 to 1983. I thought that M. ARMSTRONG may have been Mary STRICKLAND but as I said previously, I have not found any connection.

I have posted this here in case someone is looking for Connie.

It was only a short life, and I can't imagine that it was very good.


Wednesday, October 30, 2013

A FAMILY POISONED



A remarkable case of a family being prostrated by ptomaine poisoning, the illness being attributed to the eating of ox tongue, came to light on Sunday. The Ambulance Brigade received a call during the afternoon and in response to it bearers proceeded to a place known as Mountain Camp. They there found five members of a family, Belinda   Pedwell (the mother), Victor Pedwell (aged 20), Albert Pedwell (15), Walter Pedwell (15), and Mary Priscilla Pedwell (17), to have been attacked. The eldest son Victor and the daughter May were in such a state as to necessitate their removal to the General Hospital, where, on inquiry later, they were reported to be out of danger and doing well. The other three sufferers, Mrs. Pedwell and the sons, Albert and Walter, were not so bad, and they recovered under the attention the ambulance men were able to afford. -Brisbane Courier.  

A FAMILY POISONED. (1918, March 14). Northern Star (Lismore, NSW : 1876 - 1954), p. 2. TROVE

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Arthur TWIBLE


Arthur Twible, 15, charged by George Sparkes, of Ultimo, joiner, his stepfather, with being under 16 years of age, and "found" wandering with persons having no lawful visible means of support, was ordered to be sent on board the Vernon.

POLICE. (1879, February 15). The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 - 1954), p. 3. TROVE

Friday, September 06, 2013

DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE IPSWICH


(From our Correspondent)  

Tuesday, April 15.-Present, Dr. Dorsey, John Balfour, and John Rankin Esqs. This being the usual day for granting publicans licenses the following were granted, vis. :  

F.F. Dollman, Australian Hotel, East-street

James Jones, Three Crowns, Brisbane-Street

John Perry, Harp of Erin, Brisbane-street  

Joh Ensor, Red Cow, Bell-street

Stephen Broom, Albion Tavern, Nicolas-street  

Richard Lovell, Prince of Wales, East-street

John Brennan, North Star, Brisbane-street

John Clune, Shearer's Arms, Nicolas-street

John Burgess, Queen's Arms, East-street  

Bridget Burns, Crown Inn, Bell-street

Henry Savary, Shamrock, Brisbane-street    

Robert E. Dix, Bush Inn, Cunningham's Gap

Colin Peacock, Sportsman's Arms, Little Ipswich

John Smith, Wivenhoe Hotel, Wivenhoe    

W. P.Douyere, Jockey's Arms, Bigg's Camp  

Edmund Owens, Woolpack Inn

T. W, Hardgrave, St. Patrick's, Little Ipswich

A confectioner's lieense was granted to John Walton, and an auctioneer's license to Mr. Mansfield.  


DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE. (1851, April 19). The Moreton Bay Courier (Brisbane, Qld. : 1846 - 1861), p. 2. TROVE

Saturday, August 17, 2013

FIFTY YEARS AGO.



The articles under this heading will be resumed on Saturday February 23. Meanwhile Mrs. Da Costa, of Petrie-terrace, has very thoughtfully sent the following interesting material which will be welcomed by old Queenslanders :- 

I saw in one of your late "Couriers" that some of your issues had been mislaid, and thought I might be able to stop a gap for you, as I have been a longer time in Queensland than even fifty years. My father, Mr. James Warner (formerly Sergeant at Arms in the Legislative Assembly), was sent here with Mr. J. C. Burnet, in 1837, to survey and lay out a township; this was during penal times. He purchased the first piece of ground on Kangaroo Point sold by the Government and built the fourth house erected, there being at that time only three houses, one belonging to Mr. Petrie, one in George-street, occupied by the officer-in-command (for, of course, that was in penal times), and the doctor's residence. The medical officer was Dr. Ballow, who lost his life through going down to report on a vessel which had come here with what was called plague, but was really a virulent form of typhus fever. The ship's doctor had died previous to her arrival, as also had nearly all of the 400 and odd immigrants on the vessel.

My father erected the first house on Kangaroo Point; sent then for my mother, who had to get a free pass, as no one was allowed in except convicts. My parents were married by Mr. Handt, the army chaplain. Upon my mother's first arrival, and for some months after, the officer-in-command of the regiment here placed his quarters at her disposal. The place was used for many years as an office for the Commissioner of Police before the new barracks were built at the "Green Hills." My oldest sister was born in the George-street building. Kangaroo Point was not a desirable place at first, as having been densely covered with vine scrub, it was literally alive with snakes, deaf adders, and other unpleasant reptiles.

The town was not open for some time after the survey, and when the prisoners were removed my parents were allowed the use of the old factories, one containing the treadmill for female convicts, the hospital, dead house, and sundry other buildings, on the land now known as New Farm. As soon as possible my father removed to Kangaroo Point (1844), where the writer of these notes was born. All our servants were convicts, even the male nurse who carried my oldest brother out every day, but he got so unmercifully teased by the fellow servants that he prayed my mother to give him anything to do but nurse the baby. He always went by the name of "Miss Betty," and the other men (in fun) would run to place stones on a wet place for fear "Miss Betty's" shoes would get wet. 

I well remember seeing the old mill, now the Observatory, grinding corn to make "ommaney" or hominy, for the convicts' use, and remember its disuse when "Dundally", the blackfellow was hanged in it. Many notable people came to see our garden, a sort of acclimatisation grounds. Fruit from every part of the world grew there, my father having a hobby for gardening. Amongst our "notables" I recollect Dr. Ludwig Leichhardt, who dined with us on his way out to Port Essington. He was journeying up to Toowoomba in company with Mr. Edward Lord. In publishing his last journey he mentions that he had that day (I forget the date) arrived at a station called Jimbour, which was then on the edge of the "pale of civilisation". What would we think if he came again to Brisbane? But I fear he has long passed away to his far home. He was a good-looking German-faced man. One of his party, Murphy, the taxidermist, went out afterwards with my father, getting and stuffing birds to send to England. One collection brought him £800. Murphy was a delightful companion. Another man who accompanied my father was poor Stapleton, who was found dead in the camp when father returned (he having been speared by the blacks during the party's absence) at Amity Point, for the Bay and islands were all surveyed by Mr. Burnet and my father. 

As soon as the convicts were removed there was of course a rush for this place from Sydney, and a large number of residents came up, most of whom have long passed away. As soon as our house on Kangaroo Point was finished (the first house built there) my parents took up their abode in it. I well remember seeing the convicts going through Queen-street every afternoon on their way back to the barracks, a soldier on either side of them. Those days were more pleasant when the Observatory Hill was thickly timbered, covered with mimosa and the lovely purple sarsaparilla, and we were not allowed to picnic there, as the blacks were too bad, and they used to drive away picnicking parties and confiscate the dinners - days when we, as girls, could take across the river a little cockle-shell of a boat laden with fruit and meet our girl friends on the bank opposite and "take shares;" and when the grass grew green all along Queen-street, except in the middle, where the convicts marched to their daily tasks; when the old paddle-wheel steamer, the Yarra-Yarra, used to make her way along, causing a great wave of water to follow in her wake, and we girls followed up rowing in our dingey, laughing to see all the passengers rushing to the side evidently expecting to see us all struggling in the water and requiring a "rescue." But we were all good sailors, both at handling and sailing boat, or rowing with sculls.

There was no Hamilton Reach or kiosk in those days. A good regatta was held every 24th May, when one of the Sydney boats was our flagship, and all the residents as one family, not split up into "sets," as they are now, no "toffs and silver tails," all good friends, and open-house wherever we went. Shafston and Mowbray's school were in full blast, and we walked from Kangaroo Point Ferry to Shafston to have a dance. No trams or buses. I do think the rising generation will forget the use of legs and how to use them. When we think of our four-mile walks to school and back, the grand-mothers can beat the up-to-date girls at taking exercise, prisoner's base, cricket, riding, rowing, and boating being our training for strong old age. All our beautiful spots are built over, and to go for a picnic we require steam or electricity. If we only had wings to surmount all the difficulties - well, that will come soon, and then we shall travel round, or take "just a flutter" every afternoon to get icecreams or see our country cousins. I love the railway carriage with its comfortable seat, but a tram is a horror, dust, noise, and all things unutterable.

At the time of which I write there was of course, no such place as "Queensland." I was severely reproved one day by a young Queenslander for calling myself a Queenslander. "How can you call yourself a Queenslander when we have not obtained (as yet) separation?" She was quite right. I was a cornstalk sure enough. The gaieties of Separation time I well remember. An invitation to the first Mayor's ball was sent to me though I was 270 miles away, by our favourite A.D.C. D. T. Seymour, and I was present at the landing of Sir George and Lady Bowen. Such a blazing hot day, too, when we all walked up to Dr. Hobbs's house to hear the Governor speak. After spending the whole morning being roasted by a summer sun we lunched at Captain Coley's house in George-street, and then walked (no trams) up the hill. I wonder if many of "our girls" would do that now.

If my few notes are of any use I shall be glad. 


FIFTY YEARS AGO. (1907, February 9). The Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 - 1933), p. 12. TROVE