My Tribute

I’ve taken some time before writing this, to remember and to grieve.  I miss my friend Catherine Crout-Habel and this is my tribute.  I’m reading other people’s blog tributes and this is proving harder to write than I thought it would be.

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I met Catherine through our mutual love of genealogy and blogging.  We soon found that we shared a passion for teaching, remembering, recording and saving history also.  We commented on each others blog posts but this one I remember especially.  Here is the post  “Trapped” and then our comments.

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I worked with Catherine on Saving Graves South Australia to inform the public of the re-use of graves in South Australia.  Here is an early newspaper article Catherine did. The Financial Cost of Resting in Peace

For a small group of concerned South Australians, the recent creation of South Australia’s Burial and Cremation Act has failed to solve one very important issue – the right for a person to eternally rest in peace.”

We also made this website Saving Graves Australia and we have a Facebook Group.  I am continuing the work Catherine began with the able assistance and friendship of Phil Beames.

Catherine and I were both members of Genealogists for Families a group on Kiva which makes loans to borrowers all over the world to expand their small businesses, support their families, save for the future and raise themselves out of poverty.  Today I dedicated this loan to Catherine.  Fatima is a teacher in Nicaragua.

Here is one of Catherine’s Friday Funny posts from Facebook.  I loved her sense of humour.

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We both loved the TV show Time Team and when Professor Mick Aston passed away, 24 Jun 2013, we shared our favourite memories of Mick and our favourite episodes.  Mick was famous on the show not only for his brilliant archaeology but also his bright stripey jumpers and hats.  I made two hats in honour of Professor Mick one for myself and one for Catherine which she loved.  When I wear my stripey hat I’ll think of you and Professor Mick.

Catherine’s second to last blog post in April again shows her great sense of humour, being able to make jokes about her illness.

“However I am “on the mend” and just wanted to let my blogging friends and regular readers know that I haven’t “fallen off the twig” yet… Lucky me, eh?…  As my energy returns I will catch up on reading your blogs which I’ve missed terribly.”

Now you’ve gone and I still had so much left that I wanted to say.  I’ll visit your grave and we can have a chat one day soon.  When you “fell” I pray it was a soft landing!!

Being A Grandma

I’m extremely proud of my kids and always thought that being a Mum was the best thing ever.  Now that I’ve been a Grandma for 21 months I think they’re about equal.  Josiah is 21 months and my daughter is due to have another boy next week!!!

 

Josiah driving Grandma's car

“Driving” Grandma’s Car

 

Josiah on Boxing Day 2013

Boxing Day 2013

 

Josiah playing in paddling pool

Water Play

 

Josiah playing in the yard

He loves being outside

So this is one of the reasons why I haven’t been posting on my blog very much.  I can’t wait to meet my new grandson soon!

Typhoid In Port Adelaide

I recently came across George Emery a distant ancestor of mine who died of typhoid 31 Oct 1897 when he was living in the Port Adelaide area.  He was only 22 years old.  Knowing that this was a poor area of Adelaide I wondered about the living conditions of the area and on searching Trove found the following article which explains it quite well.

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This descriptive quote from the State Library website certainly paints a dire picture.

The City Fathers were apparently unmoved, for six years later under the heading ‘The Typhoid Ponds’ an irate citizen said:

“Onward runs this pestilential fluid… this abomination takes its course zigzag through the Parklands into the West Torrens district, percolating through to the wells, impregnating the water with germs of every deadly disease conceivable. For what, may I ask, do we pay sanitary taxes…” http://www.slsa.sa.gov.au/manning/sa/health/fevers.htm#typhoid

 

A Precious Treasure

I received an email from a distant cousin, Carmel, a couple of days ago. She found me via my tree website kyliesgenes.com and told me that she had a photograph of my 2x great uncle Charles Noah Wigley which she wanted to pass on.  The photograph arrived today and I am ‘over the moon’.  Charles was a saddler and in 1919 was working for G. Harper Esq. of Charing Cross, Bendigo.  He later had his own saddlery.

Photograph of Charles Noah Wigley

Charles Noah Wigley 15 May 1919, Bendigo, Victoria, Australia

The photograph is on its original mounting and was taken at the Kalma Photographic Studio in Pall Mall, Bendigo.  It is a coarse, matt photographic paper and it looks to me like a faded sepia print.  The photo is glued to the mount.  It has had some water damage in the past which thankfully hasn’t marred the picture.

Now I have some more research to do about Charles’ lodge and the positions he held in it.

 

What Is An Outdoor Pauper?

I came across the term outdoor pauper today while searching the 1891 English census so I went straight to Google to find out what it meant.

For all things relating to poor relief and workhouses I turn to www.workhouses.org.uk/.  The glossary says that indoor relief or an indoor pauper was a resident of a workhouse who was receiving their poor relief in that way.  Outdoor relief was given to those who still had somewhere to live but little to no income.

Here is a definition I found via Google Books;

Book text meaning of outdoor pauper

Ageing and Generational Relations over the Life Course by Tamara K Hareven

Has anyone else come across this before?  Have you heard a different meaning?

The Murder of Corky Jack – Trove Tuesday

Probably the most sensational happening Elmore has ever experienced was the murder of John Duggan………  You will have heard of John Duggan as he was commonly known as “Corky Jack”.  He was murdered during the winter of 1888.  He got his nickname by wearing pieces of string with corks attached on his hat to keep away the flies.

He was known as a quiet, thrifty, inoffensive man who came to the district each summer to obtain work on the harvest.  In 1888 he was camped in Robinson’s shepherds hut…………

Excerpt from Andrew Scott’s memoirs – reprinted in the book Garnie’s Corner by Mr Garnet James Lonsdale, Elmore, Victoria, Australia.

This murder took place in the home town of my 3x great grandparents James and Tamar Heeps.  James was heavily involved in the Elmore community through not only his grain business but also the Elmore Progress Association and as a local Justice of the Peace and magistrate.  I am sure James would have followed the trial very closely from a personal and professional view point.  James’ mention in the newspaper article below is as the employer of William Sylvester a witness.

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1888 ‘THE ELMORE TRAGEDY.’, Bendigo Advertiser (Vic. : 1855 – 1918), 9 August, p. 3, viewed 18 February, 2014, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article88552835

This together with a bank draft found in Bendigo for several hundred pounds which had been taken from Corky Jack and traced to Harrison, was the last link in the chain.  William Harrison was found guilty of the murder and was hanged in Bendigo on March 17th 1889……………

Excerpt from Andrew Scott’s memoirs – reprinted in the book Garnie’s Corner by Mr Garnet James Lonsdale, Elmore, Victoria, Australia.

There is much more about the trials on Trove if you’re interested in reading more.  Search for “Corky Jack”.