It has been interesting to discover that some of the Burden ancestors of Chris were involved in volunteer military groups. The first part of this blog post is an imagined scene – but based on facts.
Philip Burden woke early on the Saturday in March 1863 that had been chosen for an intercolonial rifle match between New South Wales and South Australia in their respective capitals. He was eager to see what weather the new day had brought. The day before, when he had been participating in a competition between his club and the Adelaide Rifles, the wind had picked up in the afternoon, so that it was impossible to keep his rifle steady when he fired his 10 shots at 800 yards. He winced when he remembered how his score had fallen off badly as the distances and the wind increased in parallel.
Philip and Mary’s two boys raced into the bedroom. Continue reading
It’s time for one of Shelley’s mysteries, and by discussing it here I hope that I can produce an interesting read and possibly make contact with living descendants of those mentioned in this post.
Did William Pryor and Mary Hosking have more children than Joseph and John that most researchers of this family acknowledge?
Joseph Pryor and his wife Ann Hosking were my g g g grandparents (3x great). Their daughter married a son of Richard Grenfell and his wife Ann from Creek Street, Burra, whom I wrote about previously. The Pryor’s also came from Cornwall to Burra, South Australia. They had 12 children, so there are many Pryor descendants in Australia.
All Pryor researchers (that I can find) agree that Joseph’s parents were William Pryor, a blacksmith, and Mary Hosking, who were married in Redruth in 1804. They also had another son, John, baptised in 1805. Joseph was baptised in 1810. A search for information on John yields nothing. Continue reading
District Inspector Pepper knew that something was brewing amongst the rural class in the Balla area of County Mayo, he just couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He crouched behind the stone wall, with his 50 constables, two miles from Balla. There were plenty of troublemakers in this area, and he was going to get the jump on them. Pepper shivered; there was a hint of snow. He could think of better things to do than be out here in the middle of winter. As the first glimpses of daylight appeared, so did two shadowy figures, and soon after, he heard muffled voices. He stood up and motioned for his men to follow. As they got closer, Inspector Pepper recognised the men as John Barrett and Tom Brennan, confirming his expectation of trouble. Both men were active members of the National Land League.
Men ran through the dark night along the banks of the Burra Creek in early June 1851 and shouted their frantic warning, “The bridge is gone; turn out, turn out.” The bridge over the creek leading to the copper smelting works could hold back the dammed debris no longer, and it came away with a watery gush of fences, drowned livestock and vegetation. A flood of the Burra Creek threatened the lives of the people such as Richard Grenfell and his family who lived not on, but in, the creek.  Continue reading
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The following is a story I wrote for my grandsons.
I could hear voices on the other side of my tunnel. I reached through to widen the hole that I’d made in the soft clay, and suddenly a hand gripped mine.
“Oh, hello,” I said, the quaver in my voice revealing my fear, “who are you?”
“Richard,” the voice said, “Richard Grenfell. And what are you doing, tunnelling into my home?”
A wave of relief came over me. Richard Grenfell was my 3x great grandfather. It was 1849. After some hurried digging to enable me to crawl through, and brief introductions, Richard showed me around and told me the story of why he and the family had made their home there.
It was indeed a home, a dugout in the steep banks of the Burra Creek. Richard had excavated the clay to make two rooms where the family lived. A fireplace for cooking was hollowed out of one wall. A vertical shaft to the creek bank above, forming a chimney, and a doorway leading out to the dry creek bed were the only openings in the dwelling. Continue reading
John Taylor set off from Caversham Rise into an area that was largely unexplored, probably wondering where the road would lead, in terms of his future. Thomas Brown, the man John worked for as an indentured labourer, had decided to purchase property over the Darling Ranges in the Avon Valley district of the 12 year-old Swan River Colony. This prime agricultural area, with its red and brown soils on fertile river flats, had been discovered quite early in the colony’s history and surveyed in 1830. The first settlers took 10 days from Guildford to reach the site of the future York township in 1831. York itself began to develop five years later when town allotments were released. Even so, by 1841 there were very few settlers in the area and much of the land was still undeveloped.
Yangedine, the place that the Browns would use as a temporary home base, was occupied by Dr Samuel Viveash, a Wiltshire physician (a relative, by marriage, of William Tanner), who owned it with his brother Robert, and brother-in-law John Frederick Smith. Yangedine, the property that would be, within a few years, John Taylor’s home for the following 45. Continue reading
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Tagged Caporn, Draper, John Frederick Smith, John Taylor, Norris, Pyke, Robert Viveash, Samuel Viveash, Swan River Colony, Taylor, Wansbrough, William Tanner, Yangedine
Here is a break in my story of John Taylor’s journey from Oxfordshire to Yangedine – a property in the Avon River area of Western Australia. I thought you might like to read a couple of interesting newspaper articles that I found during my research.
While John made his way to Perth from Fremantle along the track, the Browns, his employers, undertook the other method of transport – by boat, on the Swan River. Eliza Brown wrote about it, as well as the issues of getting their goods transported the 70 miles from Perth, over the hills to the Avon River district. She mentions the ‘very bad character’ of the boatmen. I’m glad that she wasn’t referring to the men of another of my ancestral lines – also boatmen on the Swan – who didn’t arrive in the colony until the following year!
Transport in the ‘Forties – Eliza Brown Here is the full article – Transport in the Forties.
Once John Taylor reached Perth, he travelled on the Guildford Road. Here is an informative article about the old road – I found it fascinating reading. Continue reading
Boats were rowed backwards and forwards from the ship to the shore, transporting passengers and their personal luggage. Then it was 19 year-old John Taylor’s turn to climb into one that drew alongside. With the sailors sitting athwart amongst the passengers’ luggage, they started the long haul to shore. Each sweep of the oars brought the vessel closer to Fremantle. The steady cadence of the blades in the water would have been out of sync with what I suppose to be the rapid, thumping beat of John’s heart. Excitement and expectation intensified for a new colony, a new adventure, a new life.
As they advanced, the coastline, which had a pleasant, variegated appearance from the ship, transformed into a few stunted bushes scattered amongst the sand. With a crunch on the beach, the boat delivered John to the land that held all his hopes for a farming life. If family hearsay can be believed, he arrived with one and six (1s 6d) in his pocket. Whatever the truth, we can be assured that John wasn’t wealthy. Continue reading
On a cloudy day in March 1841, John Taylor and the other passengers from the barque Sterling gazed on the white sands of Fremantle. Feelings of anticipation or apprehension, or both, may have descended on them as they imagined their lives in the coming weeks, months and years. The ship lay at anchor in Gage Roads to the east of hummocky Rottnest Island, partly sheltered from the prevailing winds. Had it been the winter months, it would have been necessary to anchor in Cockburn Sound, Gage Roads being unprotected from the southerly gales and far too dangerous. It had already witnessed the grounding of several vessels over the previous 12 years. The refuge of the Swan River was denied to large ships because of a rocky bar across its mouth. Continue reading
After the Burdens left for Australia in 1853, No. 8 Middle Queen’s Buildings had some new occupants. Charles Harrod and his family moved into the house above the little grocer’s shop.
Charles Henry Harrod started business as a wholesale grocer and tea dealer in the East End of London in 1835. By 1849 when he was a supplier to Philip Henry Burden, he had moved his business to Eastcheap in Central London. Tim Dale in his book ‘Harrods: The Store and the Legend’ says that as well as having a supplier-customer relationship, “the two men appear to have become friends as there seems to be no other explanation for Harrod’s subsequent behaviour.” Dale is referring to the fact that, when Burden ran into financial difficulties, “Harrod began to help him by paying the rent and not pressing for payments.” Charles Harrod bought the shop outright in 1853. Continue reading