tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65252091910850427542024-03-14T13:18:31.305+10:00Family Tree BlossomsStories of our families are like blossoms. Some are beautiful stories full of life. Others are not so beautiful, like spent blossoms. Some are just buds as we try to find more information about them. Other stories may be like the loose stones under the tree-not related to the family at all.Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-61713537233231460102021-11-07T22:34:00.001+10:002021-12-01T22:53:53.836+10:00A liitle more information about William Armitstead 1786-1815<p> What a surprise I had the other day. As my traveller card with 44 pounds stirling left on it is about to expire in June this year and the prospect of travelling overeas getting less probable by the day I decided to use the money to collect more English birth, marriage, and death certificates. My first order of UK certificates arrived and I was expecting the death date, address and cause of death but Ellen Armitstead's certificate from 1853 in Kendal provided an interesting extra. Unceremoniously it declared she died of old age at age 71 in Longpool Kendal. It listed that she was the widow of William Armitstead, cordwainer. I did not expect to find William's occupation or anything about him seeing he had been dead since 1815.</p><p>In 1841 Ellen was listed in Wildman St Kendal as a knitter. I was Googling Wildman St Kendal to see what I could find and here is what came up <a href="https://www.zoopla.co.uk/for-sale/details/53304332/">Cordwainer building for sale</a> Well I can't be sure it was William's but it is in the same street where Ellen lived in 1841. I checked the census enumerator's collection path and it looks like she lived further up the street and not in the current 3A Wildman St that is for sale. Still it was interesting to see Wildman Street on Google Street view.</p><p>Now you may ask what was a cordwainer? According to Wikipedia <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cordwainer">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cordwainer</a> a cordwainer is a shoemaker who makes shoes with new leather as opposed to a cobbler who mends shoes or makes shoes from old leather. Cordwainer is an archaic term and is only used in the name of trade guilds or associations now.</p><p>I love shoes so perhaps William passed down his love of shoes to me.</p>Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-12016953058980037242021-04-09T22:21:00.005+10:002022-05-04T11:40:20.408+10:00Jack Armitstead - UK travels<p> Well what a time I've had over Easter. Sometime ago in the Facebook Lancashire Genealogy Group someone posted a photo and asked if anyone knew where it was. One of the members suggested that they put it in the Unidentified photographs of the British Isles Facebook private group.</p><p>Grandfather Jack Armitstead had 3 photo albums that Dad had very carefully kept. Unfortunately Jack did not name, date or place any of the photos. He also mixed the photos on the page so there might be an Australian one with an American one and as well as a British one.</p><p>These photos have intrigued me for quite a while so when this Facebook group was mentioned I ventured to post my first photo on April 3. I had a reply within the hour with a corresponding view of it to prove it. I have now added 20 and only 1 remains to be solved.</p><p>From the scattered photos it looked like Jack had travelled with 2 friends. So where did Jack and his friends travel? As Jack was listed in the 1901 census as a trainee chemist living in Ripon, Yorkshire and he left Liverpool for Australia in 1910 after having married in Liverpool. It looks like he did his travelling in the UK between about 1902 and 1910.</p><p>After getting the identifications of the photos I have tried to piece together where these adventurous fellows went.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggIxofzwpdQrxtUgERLooRDyaUeGWWPlaA90RRHiMbEg5ys4I9MVBNnd3tV3vJhNN9XnnH4Pct9yBZ_rQ7KYwC2fVKimBp4SqREl2VO7N1mKIWrrD6SiX7yJMETogIpXbgRGeyN37bFoRM/s2095/UK+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggIxofzwpdQrxtUgERLooRDyaUeGWWPlaA90RRHiMbEg5ys4I9MVBNnd3tV3vJhNN9XnnH4Pct9yBZ_rQ7KYwC2fVKimBp4SqREl2VO7N1mKIWrrD6SiX7yJMETogIpXbgRGeyN37bFoRM/s320/UK+places.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">UK places mentioned below</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>The Eastham locks are the beginning of their journey from Lancashire to Scotland. I assume that there were 3 of them. Jack is in this photo on board the boat with one other but in other photos it appears he is the photorapher and a fellow in a boater hat joins the other one with the cap. </p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAnyAlqL6_IDS1FKLnWaUHP8pV9e6M8HiGNMSqXtIZTMlnMeKp7yw6_3tBfR5KmuyRjlT8B_A4DuWCzmjc9nHMdUsIiPIEZPVyxg4U18xwZdr7eehM9W8mg53Gb2qma-iblkK-uibq6eh/s2350/Eastham+Locks+smallish.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2350" data-original-width="1588" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAnyAlqL6_IDS1FKLnWaUHP8pV9e6M8HiGNMSqXtIZTMlnMeKp7yw6_3tBfR5KmuyRjlT8B_A4DuWCzmjc9nHMdUsIiPIEZPVyxg4U18xwZdr7eehM9W8mg53Gb2qma-iblkK-uibq6eh/w135-h200/Eastham+Locks+smallish.jpg" width="135" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eastham Docks Mersey River</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRlIu5TfO6HJM3GWw8oMOMq269U-1dpYaxAXCESmmR8EGmV8zO1YriD_OweZH3YcmEah79GNirw4RvoVblOSTg_kjU1uciRGnI2SSMhfZab0LLyc91FqYHQAFMA_XLKr2jd74X4-3PoVs/s2194/Jack+on+boat+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2194" data-original-width="1569" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRlIu5TfO6HJM3GWw8oMOMq269U-1dpYaxAXCESmmR8EGmV8zO1YriD_OweZH3YcmEah79GNirw4RvoVblOSTg_kjU1uciRGnI2SSMhfZab0LLyc91FqYHQAFMA_XLKr2jd74X4-3PoVs/w143-h200/Jack+on+boat+small.jpg" width="143" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> On board Jack is the one on the right.</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div style="text-align: center;">The SS Setter plies between Liverpool and Glasgow so their voyage has begun,</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qONK6jt0qaRLX8xaIo0T2QzufAMn45Tgnb6Mgk-fWtZYf19FuzVa0fhyphenhyphenr6IO0cU1g0F7Wf0lrkVD_jPBLB_GmPSv0NGDhQAlgn1YaKs08DPh9e65f1rgWXtF1-9S_R5QXGnOdoaITzte/s2306/SS+Setter+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1654" data-original-width="2306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qONK6jt0qaRLX8xaIo0T2QzufAMn45Tgnb6Mgk-fWtZYf19FuzVa0fhyphenhyphenr6IO0cU1g0F7Wf0lrkVD_jPBLB_GmPSv0NGDhQAlgn1YaKs08DPh9e65f1rgWXtF1-9S_R5QXGnOdoaITzte/s320/SS+Setter+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SS Setter</td></tr></tbody></table>If you are travelling up the west coast of England what will you see? You may see a steam coaster or collier and, of course, you would have to see the island Ailsa Craig.<div><br /><p></p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiti9uRVNqLnVHES34YLf6VApgDl3nduPY_K22JKHHk_MHeQWB5hyfZHx8ahVnGjcYuwX7tMKfwMC-Fka3y4VqD9wxTmmMH-vTHZ5SdYMz8IkHCKKKJ1fFQs7l6wVvGSlTll9sOmL3zgj9j/s1626/Steam+coaster+or+steam+collier.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="908" data-original-width="1626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiti9uRVNqLnVHES34YLf6VApgDl3nduPY_K22JKHHk_MHeQWB5hyfZHx8ahVnGjcYuwX7tMKfwMC-Fka3y4VqD9wxTmmMH-vTHZ5SdYMz8IkHCKKKJ1fFQs7l6wVvGSlTll9sOmL3zgj9j/s320/Steam+coaster+or+steam+collier.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steam coaster or collier</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7OaB7k57CV30SF3Sijr1uePDU149xhXLBbRSCP5CJlPrILjDtw-D1Ww1tfvxO3XrAApaaAh6xW4i37qRM4TyQOybROUMUBb7URMfnIps8vmUGd_S9HCQO3JReRWUeXDvIfKyKzaL8lxP/s2330/Ailsa+Craig+small.jpg" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="938" data-original-width="2330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7OaB7k57CV30SF3Sijr1uePDU149xhXLBbRSCP5CJlPrILjDtw-D1Ww1tfvxO3XrAApaaAh6xW4i37qRM4TyQOybROUMUBb7URMfnIps8vmUGd_S9HCQO3JReRWUeXDvIfKyKzaL8lxP/s320/Ailsa+Craig+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ailsa Craig</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>The Steam coasters were used for shifting cargo before land transport was in common use. Ailsa Craig provides the rock for making curling stones and Mauchline on the mainland has the only curling stone factory left in the world. This information was supplied by members of the group</p><p>Now that they have reached Scotland they are off to the highlands. There is no indication as to the itinerary of the trip so I'm guessing they travelled by train from Glasgow.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjl1peBgnnx9wMh-4XTRP2T1h5nK75Zo-g88FNXqifEWuz0jDLgzbOeaOQu-ThwD7K3wqo_ThCjUMECSfcKgzZ6oulPNtRsoA-cbKxeJQsy2GkXMTVgozSmi3mjUj0bxsRk1bsPuyvhcLn/s2095/Highland+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjl1peBgnnx9wMh-4XTRP2T1h5nK75Zo-g88FNXqifEWuz0jDLgzbOeaOQu-ThwD7K3wqo_ThCjUMECSfcKgzZ6oulPNtRsoA-cbKxeJQsy2GkXMTVgozSmi3mjUj0bxsRk1bsPuyvhcLn/s320/Highland+places.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Places in the Scottish Highlands</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p>We have them at Taymouth Castle in Perthshire having probably travelled on the train. They visited Kenmore to see Taymouth Castle</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHJupb_JuNjftwaI2Fx5ef_qNwE20hX5aOHFmm5JXsZWolLW8sypTIjEPneVvcQfZ5CU9bu5n3U3C19z0KIbj07xjFnaJdCO7gYwxxRiC0qqbLdSFzzFAr8yvTk2imGBtws0YjpivoSSj/s1847/Taymouth+Castle+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1847" data-original-width="1677" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHJupb_JuNjftwaI2Fx5ef_qNwE20hX5aOHFmm5JXsZWolLW8sypTIjEPneVvcQfZ5CU9bu5n3U3C19z0KIbj07xjFnaJdCO7gYwxxRiC0qqbLdSFzzFAr8yvTk2imGBtws0YjpivoSSj/s320/Taymouth+Castle+small.jpg" /></a><br /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The 2 travelling companions outside Taymouth Castle near Kenmore.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>They also visited the village of Killin that is at the other end of Loch Tay and here are his 2 mates again.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRVGa2ZQIcifg5A1OSLqpqNxelegiMHDJqPpxkSh8w7fKrPDgqXRZmPDMHluqyoEEqXMrRY3yzaZeh5tT9vfbYDVEYc-4lsfDOgWwmfJUzUhqDza7kXTycAoWxnq_VmFDCuO92xvdogvJ/s2432/Lyon+Rd+Killin+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1704" data-original-width="2432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRVGa2ZQIcifg5A1OSLqpqNxelegiMHDJqPpxkSh8w7fKrPDgqXRZmPDMHluqyoEEqXMrRY3yzaZeh5tT9vfbYDVEYc-4lsfDOgWwmfJUzUhqDza7kXTycAoWxnq_VmFDCuO92xvdogvJ/s320/Lyon+Rd+Killin+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyon Road, Killin</td></tr></tbody></table><p>They have to go to Edinburgh as it wouldn't be a visit to Scotland without Edinburgh or Edinburgh Castle. They were a bit early for the Edinburgh MilitaryTattoo as it didn't officially start until 1950. So they were about 45 years too early.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4-oUaNKkjCPji9iM6sNGWJbsTJnAjPle7uAV8u0txd_5xKvtsT11RQfUww50UnAIV0sjCLwpP6ZtpSmYLisJ0TWQUGBtyHEo20CZv1eyXqbHYJU14x6yNz0mWxjnnS3Uj3pdilcdhZjL/s2095/Edinburgh+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4-oUaNKkjCPji9iM6sNGWJbsTJnAjPle7uAV8u0txd_5xKvtsT11RQfUww50UnAIV0sjCLwpP6ZtpSmYLisJ0TWQUGBtyHEo20CZv1eyXqbHYJU14x6yNz0mWxjnnS3Uj3pdilcdhZjL/w399-h248/Edinburgh+places.jpg" width="399" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Edinburgh places</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZGgJKiVgdcij5AIOtdl1sjko4t-ekDqKglsmyVzp7FOI60PyLtXBQMzl6qsBeiP80Z4wsw4kKKXJ99dUnseMPt9anR328yh9VcOLvEzn8qrMhyphenhyphenwDQy453r5_b-lm_w098-vxzDK2gSby/s2368/Edinburgh+Castle+%25282%2529+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1309" data-original-width="2368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZGgJKiVgdcij5AIOtdl1sjko4t-ekDqKglsmyVzp7FOI60PyLtXBQMzl6qsBeiP80Z4wsw4kKKXJ99dUnseMPt9anR328yh9VcOLvEzn8qrMhyphenhyphenwDQy453r5_b-lm_w098-vxzDK2gSby/s320/Edinburgh+Castle+%25282%2529+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Outside Edinburgh Castle</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBl-iK0mwns8sG7cwVH1JXI8t_0fLBIgrvK0_Jehu1sB0Qvmew3B7PWvmgM0lBT3HXUBXUEuY8on2SjVglM4YLcZqJc3wL4UezfcvL8dgF0_cMw9-4pp235VCqH2hIxmbI9wW_zBqR9xKZ/s2256/Edinburgh+Castle+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1300" data-original-width="2256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBl-iK0mwns8sG7cwVH1JXI8t_0fLBIgrvK0_Jehu1sB0Qvmew3B7PWvmgM0lBT3HXUBXUEuY8on2SjVglM4YLcZqJc3wL4UezfcvL8dgF0_cMw9-4pp235VCqH2hIxmbI9wW_zBqR9xKZ/s320/Edinburgh+Castle+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Outside Edinburgh Castle</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Now they head off to visit Holyrood Abbey, John Knox House in the Royal Mile and then Calton Hill</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjhaLAhJQJDC4UNcV4uGJ0Sct1ZR9bwVkYZ22PSpjty71zxiA5Ocsg0ba6sbKpxz_BUZ5drKhhahdOx7YomO9kxnYj95g3vyPkjF85jB_uJ67-PE-5CfaN4c9xr70wUhcgGbeHltciv_-Y/s1870/John+Knox+House+Edinburgh+small.jpg" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1870" data-original-width="1464" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjhaLAhJQJDC4UNcV4uGJ0Sct1ZR9bwVkYZ22PSpjty71zxiA5Ocsg0ba6sbKpxz_BUZ5drKhhahdOx7YomO9kxnYj95g3vyPkjF85jB_uJ67-PE-5CfaN4c9xr70wUhcgGbeHltciv_-Y/s320/John+Knox+House+Edinburgh+small.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John Knox House, Edinburgh</td></tr></tbody></table><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUqiNPZF1LjN4n6DB2whdRm2YWeo6degZFCARJDeC4QHZ2J3ajUa3nQ7nlYuo3m-pPZXVnXKtpU8iOweXkqDLwLtMivcMfjUDDiUPJImpfzOXykobOxNcrRhppUMkf0MEq8pIzL_kgrtP/s1839/Holyrood+Abbey+Edinburgh+small.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1621" data-original-width="1839" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUqiNPZF1LjN4n6DB2whdRm2YWeo6degZFCARJDeC4QHZ2J3ajUa3nQ7nlYuo3m-pPZXVnXKtpU8iOweXkqDLwLtMivcMfjUDDiUPJImpfzOXykobOxNcrRhppUMkf0MEq8pIzL_kgrtP/s320/Holyrood+Abbey+Edinburgh+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holyrood Abbey, Edinburgh</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBV3PqdMI_wCc5o6_slpga4WJzEwinV8CSx3MReAEJzQQ7_1zvsmvLJCSFNNn3cktoGS1jzOOazhJRo_rlhhdkNPST0upVeHZ5761NnhDoKzpoStYJ2bR4Y4ITOIXhQxwVXLbgwsNKxDQi/s2003/Calton+Hill+Edinburgh+small.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2003" data-original-width="1603" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBV3PqdMI_wCc5o6_slpga4WJzEwinV8CSx3MReAEJzQQ7_1zvsmvLJCSFNNn3cktoGS1jzOOazhJRo_rlhhdkNPST0upVeHZ5761NnhDoKzpoStYJ2bR4Y4ITOIXhQxwVXLbgwsNKxDQi/s320/Calton+Hill+Edinburgh+small.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Calton Hill, Edinburgh</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: left;">As we have no dates on the photos we have no way of knowing how long he was away from home. To get home did he go by train or coach? Probably didn't swim!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">However he has travelled again and remains dedicatd to photography.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Look at the pubs and flint church in East Anglia.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8rh4Wlu-oI9_pGPsDzo3cfewJo_EQGU7iEO96UfXQiVX-2PS8W7V99AAS1fm2Ocv64ZiBE5Dh40mYhF27XJ53Jzns3WFHewhultzf5QwrmAbtDtahq0868BlkQvxJS1pbXBXQsb-kOHfF/s2095/Norfolk+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8rh4Wlu-oI9_pGPsDzo3cfewJo_EQGU7iEO96UfXQiVX-2PS8W7V99AAS1fm2Ocv64ZiBE5Dh40mYhF27XJ53Jzns3WFHewhultzf5QwrmAbtDtahq0868BlkQvxJS1pbXBXQsb-kOHfF/s320/Norfolk+places.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Norfolk places</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The Kings Head pub was identified in 7 minutes from when I put it up-amazing. The church one had been languishing waiting to be identified. As there were a lot of Scottish photos going up one fellow said he dared to suggest East Anglia for the church as it was a flint church and there are no flint churches in Scotland. Once the pub was identified as King's Head in Heathersett Norfolk I asked if the church could be there too. It took a little while for a suitable reference photo to be found but there it was St Remigius in Heathersett, Norfolk.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXtxjAj3N0VNIDB-vmqdkDIWDWT-FPYpqKXcHI72ChwX2nOWJyXnvDb39XVFy5QqJK9z4cBmbpTVVVn35OgqCXiozRKx_yPGm8Vr9IMEtOB9r_ujEYVotK72sxqpSYBdQAn93L7xMh1GM/s1873/The+King%2527s+Head+Hethersett+Norfolk+small.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1258" data-original-width="1873" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXtxjAj3N0VNIDB-vmqdkDIWDWT-FPYpqKXcHI72ChwX2nOWJyXnvDb39XVFy5QqJK9z4cBmbpTVVVn35OgqCXiozRKx_yPGm8Vr9IMEtOB9r_ujEYVotK72sxqpSYBdQAn93L7xMh1GM/s320/The+King%2527s+Head+Hethersett+Norfolk+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Kings Head, Hethersett, Norfolk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV5ZaW3zuIyGMG7D4gds8JV6yfepmcYvwCHUD9qG7MWCAt90lvNzCpg5HDz9C4QhDT6qatnhRdZaB4kARGCfn246WRU9bTYCXEdFzah9glICyy5iYnovcOcEs9XISUKNtQALclj3TrohEx/s1669/St+Remigius+Hethersett+small.jpg" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1206" data-original-width="1669" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV5ZaW3zuIyGMG7D4gds8JV6yfepmcYvwCHUD9qG7MWCAt90lvNzCpg5HDz9C4QhDT6qatnhRdZaB4kARGCfn246WRU9bTYCXEdFzah9glICyy5iYnovcOcEs9XISUKNtQALclj3TrohEx/s320/St+Remigius+Hethersett+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lychgate St Remigius Church, Hethersett, Norfolk</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>Then another photo that I didn't think had enough identifiable features. Guess what? Again this only took minutes to be identified as Queens Head pub in Hethersett, Norfolk.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaNyobHcOH7ViKVtWtIjg-K-1WHSlix_HVhM-1rFxkG8S4TOBO2lCEcRCV-TLWTpmoUwGpbVafsTGrOH-e4POiHGsbXnHTVYhMk4v6WdtZ8Q7zKMsbqHLtdaN57nqnSWMgYg0CbIlae7mb/s608/Queens+Head+Pub+Hethersett+Norfolk+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="398" data-original-width="608" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaNyobHcOH7ViKVtWtIjg-K-1WHSlix_HVhM-1rFxkG8S4TOBO2lCEcRCV-TLWTpmoUwGpbVafsTGrOH-e4POiHGsbXnHTVYhMk4v6WdtZ8Q7zKMsbqHLtdaN57nqnSWMgYg0CbIlae7mb/s320/Queens+Head+Pub+Hethersett+Norfolk+small.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Queens Head Pub on L, Norwich Rd Hethersett.</td></tr></tbody></table> He definitley liked the pubs in Hethersett.<div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Two photos took a bit longer to identify and they weren't in Scotland. It had been suggested to me a few years ago that this photo might be from the Lake District. Here he was off in a different direction this time to the Lake District in Cumbria near Kendal where his father was born. Shortly after the father's birth they left to live in Preston. Once his father married they moved to Radcliffe where Jack was born in 1880.</div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dXIaKYO1J41sqc5LpbQOTRebhI0DyrSJI8A2nt5Wz3e050XMuh-iewryWQRHfvFtZl9LjAHwacr3Jd4WxKscFLxWQKcGIpBbGUwV3TH9osLf_5vguDAnidaDUiZW4dmB1DSv6sUFzGO4/s1267/Waterhead+Lake+District+bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="791" data-original-width="1267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dXIaKYO1J41sqc5LpbQOTRebhI0DyrSJI8A2nt5Wz3e050XMuh-iewryWQRHfvFtZl9LjAHwacr3Jd4WxKscFLxWQKcGIpBbGUwV3TH9osLf_5vguDAnidaDUiZW4dmB1DSv6sUFzGO4/s320/Waterhead+Lake+District+bw.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterhead, Ambleside Cumbria.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTi4iE7fU3bIJjX_oOS5isDS9MQH7IsjK0ivjK4YWAho42BdyZFu1p8zbx_t5XOfE4Yf9f0yGOV1bfe1j6OP0h_msoRXu84n1f6ZWoIPrg6v79w4RgRLt9q4xxnxi7rc1ziiI59pgqim4/s2095/Cumbria+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTi4iE7fU3bIJjX_oOS5isDS9MQH7IsjK0ivjK4YWAho42BdyZFu1p8zbx_t5XOfE4Yf9f0yGOV1bfe1j6OP0h_msoRXu84n1f6ZWoIPrg6v79w4RgRLt9q4xxnxi7rc1ziiI59pgqim4/s320/Cumbria+places.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cumbria place<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The next one took much investigation. There were all sorts of suggestions but it turned out to be a skew viaduct and as you can imagine I didn't know what that meant. Because of that feature it narrowed the field down but it still couldn't be recognised until I looked for disused ones. Healey Dell <br />viaduct is near Rochdale in Lancashire. So more or less, it was a local for grandfather not far from his family's home in Bury. It is now a walking track.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivaQ6QL80yShiYt_ujJ2FWv0jz9nN1CkX4Cn5-ehIx63PpO0h7bjyT6FIsP40kLruOUYlSH7KBRAray5kgNHqcLi-7ADBvE4MWDPFDIVDY6w-TD-V8IcWoNVm1TfirZmTB5a7yaxsi_XQo/s2095/Lancashire++places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivaQ6QL80yShiYt_ujJ2FWv0jz9nN1CkX4Cn5-ehIx63PpO0h7bjyT6FIsP40kLruOUYlSH7KBRAray5kgNHqcLi-7ADBvE4MWDPFDIVDY6w-TD-V8IcWoNVm1TfirZmTB5a7yaxsi_XQo/s320/Lancashire++places.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlZwZ5U2HU6cADqB9xpQJiSxU_z0ZCkmgvi1iXddpGqivNSbZiwwGYDV9rWBOAC6nzkZDc78zU8rvub5R4nWUHqPRLLznu8JSQ2nJCJtDvbxggdgd3lKjRoCDUM3VwQLkMbUzlIKOYPDH/s3428/Healey+Dell+viaduct+bw+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3428" data-original-width="2440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlZwZ5U2HU6cADqB9xpQJiSxU_z0ZCkmgvi1iXddpGqivNSbZiwwGYDV9rWBOAC6nzkZDc78zU8rvub5R4nWUHqPRLLznu8JSQ2nJCJtDvbxggdgd3lKjRoCDUM3VwQLkMbUzlIKOYPDH/s320/Healey+Dell+viaduct+bw+small.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Healey Dell viaduct Rochdale, Lancashire</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The one yet to be identified is also of a viaduct with another bridge in the background. Watch this space to see if they are able to identify it.</div><div><br />So if you have unidentified photos from the British Isles then answer the joining questions for the Private Facebook group "Unidentified photographs of the British Isles." Just remember they do not identify people.<p></p></div></div><div>They are so responsive and very helpful.</div></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDO4lXid9RMSlZ3XJBKZ0QCeVV2oC6MGp32S3QnCGVRB8-rxcC4uaJoSlOZe1TJK6dDNgVPCVJDzBqy8SSs0ivwDtIs-GxOofV7MFtcWl3W60picRttr7rVU0nYDs46Czo27b_SY4xF0IXCdiumed-af2wQTkJY_XVklywvHd3BUdheTuATHIxlF288A/s2337/River%20Irwill%20railway%20bridge%20and%20Manchester,%20Bury%20Bolton%20canal%20aqueduct.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; clear: left; float: left;"><img alt="" border="0" width="200" data-original-height="1643" data-original-width="2337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDO4lXid9RMSlZ3XJBKZ0QCeVV2oC6MGp32S3QnCGVRB8-rxcC4uaJoSlOZe1TJK6dDNgVPCVJDzBqy8SSs0ivwDtIs-GxOofV7MFtcWl3W60picRttr7rVU0nYDs46Czo27b_SY4xF0IXCdiumed-af2wQTkJY_XVklywvHd3BUdheTuATHIxlF288A/s200/River%20Irwill%20railway%20bridge%20and%20Manchester,%20Bury%20Bolton%20canal%20aqueduct.jpg"/></a></div> Now identified as the River Irwill near Prestwich with Railway bridge and the Manchester Bury Bolton canal aqueduct in the background.Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-53827205709815980512021-01-21T21:48:00.001+10:002021-12-02T21:07:54.507+10:00The Hat BoxNow you might wonder why the hat box. This box has been with me for many important parts of my life.<br />
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You can see by the rusty catches that it is getting on in age now. It was once a part of a set of suitcases that my mother insisted that I needed when I left home to go to University. Yes, I was the eldest, so I was the first to leave home and I guess that was a terrifying thought for Mum & Dad. Here was their eldest leaving home and they didn't know what might befall her in the wide world of the big city, but they needed her to be prepared for any social occasion that might present itself.<br />
This started off with hats for church as any self-respecting woman in the 1960's had to wear a hat to church. They got discarded fairly quickly as fashions changed.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_o298fI_LU1UTfRcxIoiWrSrF7jA1zxdPCZDdQhyphenhyphentGx-HWYwH-5SUjA2rTR1Iec5ILBrGGSABL2otXrP6wUvIvi96xKXpSQkqaEU-ILeH5u0EwHhFXMUQq5l6kBQq1K05pGc7FomygEd/s1600/Judy+1982002+pixellated.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="989" data-original-width="934" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_o298fI_LU1UTfRcxIoiWrSrF7jA1zxdPCZDdQhyphenhyphentGx-HWYwH-5SUjA2rTR1Iec5ILBrGGSABL2otXrP6wUvIvi96xKXpSQkqaEU-ILeH5u0EwHhFXMUQq5l6kBQq1K05pGc7FomygEd/s200/Judy+1982002+pixellated.jpg" width="188" /></a>In the 1980's siblings were getting married and I was working with a lady whose mother made hats. For my sister's wedding I was bridesmaid so no hat. A brother was next to marry and when the lady saw the dress that I was making to wear she offered to lend me one of hers as it was the perfect colour for my dress.<br />
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So the hat box was getting lonely, no new hats yet. Well, things were about to change as the other brother was getting married. This time she did need to make a hat for me. and a lovely red hat matched the red in my dress perfectly.<br />
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Being in Sydney a couple of days before the wedding I went into Grace Bros at Chatswood and was greeted at the makeup counter by a fellow in a lovely salmon pink jacket who asked if I wanted a free makeup done. Of course, I did, and I told him I was going to a wedding on the Saturday. He wanted to know what colours I was wearing, and I explained navy with white and blue red (not an orange red). He did a great job and the free make up ending up costing me $85 as I then needed to buy the makeup to look the best for my brother's wedding. Off I went to the wedding feeling pretty good and one of my aunts and I were the only ones wearing hats. They were just coming back into fashion. Then a cousin came up and said, " oh it's you, I wondered who the good sort was?" So, the hat box wasn't lonely anymore. it had gained a lovely red hat.<br />
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Then went to my milliner with the piece off the bottom of the dress and she made my wedding hat. This put another one in the hat box.<br />
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My cousin's son was getting married in Perth in Kings Park in the summer. It can be very hot in summer in Perth and yes it was. This time the hat had to survive being in a suitcase on the flight over. No, the hat box didn't travel as I was only allowed one piece of luggage. I was not in contact with the hat making lady anymore. This time the dress was a clear red and I had scored a bargain at the thrift shop. When I visited a hat shop in the city the owner very carefully chose some for me to try on. They were very expensive, so I explained about having a second hand dress so he quickly guided me to ones on a rack outside the shop. Yes, there was a white one and he could fit a red pleated removable band on it and it would survive being squashed. It still cost twice as much as the dress but more in line with my budget. The red hat now had a friend, so it was not lonely in the hat box.<br />
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Next, one of my nieces was getting married and as the wedding was on the east coast of Australia the red dress got worn again but it gained a new hat as the other one had by this time been spray painted green and had flowers added to wear to our retirement village Spring Fair. Again this hat was white and as the red band from the Perth one matched the dress it was carefully attached to the new hat.</div>
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On a trip to South America how could I resist this ear warming beanie?</div>
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Now the piece de resistance- an elephant cap that one of my brothers gave me for Christmas one year. This is a bit difficult to store with my collection of elephants, but the hat box looks after it well.</div>
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Now what about the hats my mother had? Unfortunately, I don't have photos of many of her hats but her favourite one before she died was the one she wore to our wedding. The three others have now joined the hat box. This hat box has very happy occupants now.</div>
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What started out as a hat box to set me up for my life at University has turned into a box full of stories from my life since then. The original hats have long gone but what followed has been a lovely journey for me and the hat box. It is not lonely anymore as it stores all these amazing hats and memories.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-2506525720658322642020-12-06T17:52:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:39:51.032+10:00Transfer of ownership of the shot gun of William Frank Laws<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCB7u7wAfEjUHLT2uskM4bK6Zo26TS0EOoZIpUszyJk3BP9Tpi2Ltag-jT031FwOq8__yISke0FnLeAXdwi_wc_sJFhbunv9PtKA2vashr1Ii8wHw0P_9Lw3U-31J3fvnIgGNMB4D3DaFp/s3390/1867+gun+20201126_082450+cropped+rotated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="777" data-original-width="3390" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCB7u7wAfEjUHLT2uskM4bK6Zo26TS0EOoZIpUszyJk3BP9Tpi2Ltag-jT031FwOq8__yISke0FnLeAXdwi_wc_sJFhbunv9PtKA2vashr1Ii8wHw0P_9Lw3U-31J3fvnIgGNMB4D3DaFp/w640-h146/1867+gun+20201126_082450+cropped+rotated.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hOGnQ0cSAO_2wfZ41U1fLNWFPr4pkUwzoCbKIFRHHXZCnyiUFr36YH67sSJDM3xCEE0PRI6KMebf6cuWRrFMzLjhfBYXyZL67JAqEseTwF_dtOzNi_mjwrZgOD2DaUwrzR7m0VmuZQeg/s4032/1867+gun+plaque20201126_082503+rotated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hOGnQ0cSAO_2wfZ41U1fLNWFPr4pkUwzoCbKIFRHHXZCnyiUFr36YH67sSJDM3xCEE0PRI6KMebf6cuWRrFMzLjhfBYXyZL67JAqEseTwF_dtOzNi_mjwrZgOD2DaUwrzR7m0VmuZQeg/s320/1867+gun+plaque20201126_082503+rotated.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><br /> Great great grandfather William Frank Laws was a member of the Ancient Order of Foresters when he was in England. You paid a subscription to belong and if you fell on hard times they would be able to help you. In November 1867 just before he was to leave for Australia they presented him with the gun.<p></p><p>A family story says he carried it with him and slept with it close by while out contracting all over Queensland.. </p><p>After William died it was passed down the Langham line and was with Michael until recently. He asked me to find a Laws family that would like it. He kindly offered it to a Laws family member as he had no one to leave it to. Now it is with another Michael but this time a Michael Laws.</p><p>The Langham men had been keen shooting sportsmen so have kept the gun in good order and managed to add shot and powder pouches, shot moulds, cleaning brushes, wads for the gun and a leather bag to carry the accessories. There is also a letter from the Police to identify the gun as not needing a licence as it was made before 1901. This was kindly done by Michael to ensure I would not have any trouble while I was transporting it.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipAlIQaVCHY4bE6gCPn3olZmd2mRHrCPT0T-HBXgkB809IFOK09GauzP7MMPLQSTu74rKxRkPFIZ4k2Lnh3MLD_dxjmj6WX-oQqdVDqUZaohFkVjnUMMXoBhvzomgv6Qq7eG5ikBA1Cj1/s4032/1867+gun+%2526+accessories+20201126_082936+rotated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2268" data-original-width="4032" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipAlIQaVCHY4bE6gCPn3olZmd2mRHrCPT0T-HBXgkB809IFOK09GauzP7MMPLQSTu74rKxRkPFIZ4k2Lnh3MLD_dxjmj6WX-oQqdVDqUZaohFkVjnUMMXoBhvzomgv6Qq7eG5ikBA1Cj1/w640-h360/1867+gun+%2526+accessories+20201126_082936+rotated.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p>It is so lovely to be able to hand it on to a family line where there are more Laws men to be able to be custodians of this special gun.</p>Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-63108555644191055022020-12-05T16:16:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:40:13.744+10:00 THE Brooch<p>Sarah Sophia Laws was my Great great grandmother. She was christenend in April 1835 and was the eldest child of Richard and Caroline Goodall of Fareham Hampshire England. After marrying William Frank Laws in 1858 in Alverstoke Hampshire and having 5 children they set out for Australia. William Camper Laws was born in 1859, Florence in 1860, Lilian in 1862, Ernest in 1864 and Constance in 1866, Sadly Constance died in 1867 and William was left in England with his Goodall grandparents. ( see a previous blog post <a href="http://familytreeblossoms.blogspot.com/2015/06/william-camper-laws-1859-1911.html">William Camper Laws</a>). On the voyage out she gave birth to my great grand father Lionel and then had Percy in 1873 and Frank in 1876 in Queensland.</p><p>Around about that time Sarah was given or purchased this lovely brooch in England. A jeweller friend has suggested that it was carved in Turkey as at that time many items were being made in Turkey and being exported to Europe. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_2D2LhevbzCvum1OY8Nd9Ft_aegsbukD-8C_nzR9PUIZP53lTPUXiKQ2nnc-tV2fZkkXz2XDP9FYfXnpx5axftIJhWV4SYxR9N35_MoPWDi8UzG-4vDflIL9vqiTMusbWivJ5U0tdKpGQ/s3493/4+generations+Langham+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3493" data-original-width="2541" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_2D2LhevbzCvum1OY8Nd9Ft_aegsbukD-8C_nzR9PUIZP53lTPUXiKQ2nnc-tV2fZkkXz2XDP9FYfXnpx5axftIJhWV4SYxR9N35_MoPWDi8UzG-4vDflIL9vqiTMusbWivJ5U0tdKpGQ/w466-h640/4+generations+Langham+3.jpg" width="466" /></a></div>This is the 4 generation photo of Sarah with her daughter Lillian and grandson Arthur Leslie Langham and great grand daughter Edith Madeleine Langham who was born in 1914.<p></p><p>If you look carefully you will see the brooch Sarah is wearing.</p><p>I now have the honour of being caretaker of Sarah's brooch. The centre has mice carved in the wood and then dainty little flowers carved in ivory and surrounded by engraved gold. Supposedly mice are a sign of neatness. Did someone think Sarah was a very neat and tidy person?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV_r28Qay-YDqEsSSwciQhyphenhyphenBEOlV3dPKJJbDE7erwKaLRtHTf1AbFmhF6ShWqZu4_p2ErMpZQjuTVe5-SALVXUHUHjEN2tXbweMkX9PS_zma53rmYPXRJdYuUbakKy_m8xfl0DynO2tNzG/s2503/20200905_221317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2503" data-original-width="2229" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV_r28Qay-YDqEsSSwciQhyphenhyphenBEOlV3dPKJJbDE7erwKaLRtHTf1AbFmhF6ShWqZu4_p2ErMpZQjuTVe5-SALVXUHUHjEN2tXbweMkX9PS_zma53rmYPXRJdYuUbakKy_m8xfl0DynO2tNzG/w356-h400/20200905_221317.jpg" width="356" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />?<p></p>Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-2570098234408915062020-07-23T20:19:00.002+10:002021-12-01T23:40:37.266+10:00What was life like for William & Sarah Laws in Brisbane?After arriving from England in 1868 they must have found life here so much different from their life on the Isle of Wight and Gosport in Hampshire.<br />
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Helen Butler kindly provided the following:<br /><i>On 14 May 1868, William Laws and family landed in Brisbane from the" Bayswater". William had paid for the passages out. So under the Land Act of 1868 he was entitled to select land for a farm, free of charge but with conditions attached.</i><br />
<i>On 18 May 1868, he obtained 76 acres at Brookfield. This was Portion 183 Parish of Stanley,County of Mogill, District of East Moreton. It was named also Selection (or Homestead) Number 49. It was classified as Agricultural land.</i><br />
<i>By 1 May 1873, the conditions of residence and improvement were fulfilled.</i><br />
<i>On that exact date, William obtained a statement that this was true from a neighbour, Charles Gregory, and another. The improvements were stated as 12 acres cleared and cultivated, and residence and outhouse built. So now William owned 76 acres of Freehold Land, no more conditions about it . He could go and live somewhere else. He could rent the farm out. He could even sell the land.</i><br />
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As the family has a work reference from the Blue Mountain tin mining company that was in Stanthorpe dated 1873 he was obviously leaving Sarah to look after the family while he worked.</div>
Being a ship builder no doubt William was a handy house builder too. From looking at the 76 acres in Brookfield today it was not a very flat block so it looks like there was only a small flattish area next to Moggill Creek that would have been suitable for the house. Life would have been tough for the young family. The following story from the newspaper gives a glimpse of life then. (1 )<br />
<i>Brookfield. August 9 1875.</i><br />
<i>SINCE my last, we have been favored with the kind of weather that maketh glad the hearts of the farmers, and as a consequence they are pushing forward the planting of their spring crop of potatoes, and at the same time reaping a plentiful crop of maize. The great difficulty with which we have to contend in this district is the fearful state of the roads by which we have to take our produce to the metropolis; and from the present appearance of the road estimates we are likely to remain in that predicament for some time to come—the total amount placed thereon for the various roads from Brisbane to Moggill, Brook field, and Wivenhoe, being some £260. Some time ago a meeting of the inhabitants of the left hand branch of the creek was convened, and a deputation appointed to wait on the Minister for Works, the result being that Captain Whish was sent out to report thereon, and I believe a promise given that some £200 would be placed on the estimates for the repair of that portion; not before it was needed, for that branch of the road is utterly impassable; but if £200, out of £250, is to be spent on this portion of the road, what becomes of the right hand branch of the creek, which has an equal claim, and which is in a worse state than the former, "if that were possible!" And what become of the various by-roads to other parts of the district ? As an instance of the extreme hardship I will just relate a fact for which I can vouch, of the difficulty of taking one load of maize to Brisbane. The owner yoked a team of bullocks and loaded a four-wheeled waggon with 100 bushels, or 60 cwt. From his barn to Brisbane is a distance of fifteen miles ; the first day he had to unload and reload twice ; the second day he capsized the whole concern twice, and had to unload once— thus necessitating the loading of 100 bushels of corn six times, and taking three days to reach Brisbane. If this is not enough to make a man forswear farming I don't know what is ; and the sooner there is a little of the money that is thrown away on ornamental works spent on the roads, where it would be of some use to the bona fide settler, the better for the colony. A public meeting was held on the 4th instant, to take into consideration a letter that had been received from the Board of Education, stating that if the attendance of children was not increased they would close the school for a time. A goodly number of the parents resident in the neighborhood attended, and the most of them had what they considered a serious grievance against the present master—a too liberal supply of the birch being the prevalent epidemic. If a really good master did find bis way to Brookfield the attendance of children, I have no doubt, could be easily increased to 50 or 60. A resolution was passed to the effect that a communication be sent to the Board that the parents will use their utmost endeavors to increase and keep up to the standard the attendance at the school. At the same meeting a vote of thanks was awarded to Mr. W. Laws, for his kindness in receiving and despatching letters by bag without remuneration of any kind. It is rather a strange thing that notwithstanding the fact that the population is some 200 we are yet without a post office. There has been a good deal of sickness prevalent during the last few weeks, and quite a chapter of accidents. One young man was thrown from his horse, falling across a log ; his life was despaired of for some time, but he is now in a fair way towards recovery. Another, a son of Mr. Bumblecomb, received a severe kick on the leg from one of his father's draft horses. Our penny readings are in full swing, and make up a very pleasant evening.</i><br />
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As William was a contractor he was often away. He was contracting to Mr Basford on railways, building lighthouses near Cooktown and was away often according to an affadavit he gave for Clements Tonic in 1902 that appeared in the Brisbane Courier. (2)<br />
<i>FIFTEEN YEARS OF </i><i>FEVER & AGUE.</i><br />
<i>A Remarkable Narrative,</i><br />
<i>The Case of Mr. W. F. LAWS.</i><br />
<i>(BY A LOCAL REPORTER.)</i><br />
<i>It is an ill wind that blows nobody good, and in the matter under notice below it will be found that, though the ill wind had been raging for a great length of time, still, it was succeeded by a serene and peaceful calm, and the good results to be acquired from the adverse experiences of Mr. William Frank Laws, of Bayne-street, South Brisbane, will be readily understood by those who read his remarks.</i><br />
<i>"Being a railway and bridges contractor," said Mr. Laws to our reporter, " I have had to forego many of the pleasures and comforts of life in order to pay strict attention to my business, and, of course, you know that we do not always build bridges and railways within such easy distances from home that make it convenient to go backward and forward for meals. On the contrary, a contractor in my line spends a great portion of his life under canvas, and I have had a fair share of it for I have been camping out of doors doing contract work on railways for about twenty years."</i><br />
<i>"A very healthy way of living," suggested the reporter, who gauged his opinion on the robust appearance of the gentleman he was addressing.</i><br />
<i>"Sometimes," replied Mr. Laws. "It all depends upon what part of the world you are located in. ' I have had a good deal of sickness in my time through working in unhealthy parts, yet now look so well that people can scarcely credit that I have seen seventy-two birthdays; but it is a fact, nevertheless, and I was very ill once with congestion of the liver, and, afterwards I suffered from fever and ague for fifteen years. '</i><br />
<i>" Your recovery from those complaints has evidently been remarkably complete," rejoined the interrogator. "How do you account for it ?"</i><br />
<i>"Well, when I had congestion of the liver I made the. acquaintance, of Clements Tonic, and it did me the world of good. I soon got all right again ; but after my long bout with fever and ague I was left in a frightfully debilitated, condition. I turned away from the sight of food, my appetite being so bad, and a most disagreeable taste was in my mouth. Of course I had to take a little nourishment of some kind to keep myself from collapsing altogether, but I always felt uncomfortable after it, with a sinking feeling in the stomach. I was so weak that I could hardly walk about, and my body was very deficient in flesh, besides which my nerves were completely shattered, there was no life or energy in me, for I always wanted to be lying down, and frequently I went to bed tor two or three days at a stretch; but even then I did not feel contented, as I was never otherwise than restless, the sleep I got being very sparse and unrefreshing, for I could not get rid of a distressing languid feeling no matter how long I laid up. My loss of strength was so pronounced that there did not seem to be sufficient resisting force within me to cause a pain, and my doctors could not understand why it was that I had no specific tortures to indure. They used to ask if I felt pain anywhere, and when I told them I did not they were perfectly astonished.' "My con-dition was probably all the more serious because there was no pain, because it showed how utterly run down and exhausted my system was, and this reflection made me lowspirited to a marked degree. The medicines which my doctors prescribed did not help me along at all well, so I fell back on my old friend, Clements Tonic, and then I effected a rapid recovery. As a stimulating medicine for the nervous system I consider Clements Tonic is pre-eminent, and it un-doubtedly made me sleep well, besides giving me a grand appetite and putting my digestive organs properly to work. All feelings of discomfort and fatigue were left in the lurch after I had taken a few bottles of Clements Tonic, and the strength I gathered from that medicine was really wonderful. My whole system was invigorated, and before long I was in the best of health, and felt like a man with an entirely new constitution." </i><br />
<i>'.' You don't mind me reporting your remarks ""Not at all. I owe my health and strength to Clements Tonic, so publish what I say "</i><br />
In 1880 perhaps they ventured to the city and climbed the Observation Tower( Now the Tower Mill) to see the view to the East (3)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the Observation Tower looking East 1880</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the Oservation Tower looking West 1880</td></tr>
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They experienced the 1893 floods and it is a family story that William won the contract to refloat the 3 ships grounded at the Botanic Gardens in the first flood but the second flood 2 weeks later refloated them. Supposedly he still got paid but I have never been able to find proof of this.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Over time maybe they saw funeral carriages <span style="text-align: center;">such as these. (5)</span><div>
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Then they were both buried in the South Brisbane Cemetery- William in 1911 and Sarah in 1916<br /><br />What a different life they had but built the foundations for the family today.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Our Country Correspondence," The Queenslander, 28/8/1875, p. 6; digital images, National Library Australia (http://trove.nla.gov.au).<br />
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(2) <span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Source Serif Variable", serif; font-size: 16px;">1902 'FIFTEEN YEARS OF Fever & Ague.', </span><i style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Source Serif Variable", serif; font-size: 16px;">The Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 - 1933)</i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Source Serif Variable", serif; font-size: 16px;">, 19 February, p. 11. , viewed 23 Jul 2020, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article19138276</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Source Serif Variable", serif; font-size: 16px;">(3) State Library of Queensland</span><br />
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-64714460428519443242020-07-15T22:16:00.001+10:002021-12-01T22:55:18.161+10:00Mawson Armitstead-where did the name Mawson come from?Maybe a little happy genealogy dance today.<br />
I have a hypothesis for the origin of the Mawson name that has been frequently used in the names of the descendants of William Armitstead born 1815 (1) in Kendal Westmorland England. In 1837 William married Agnes Mawson Troughton and that was all I could and can still prove. (2) Then I found Agnes was the daughter of Christopher and Margaret Troughton and baptised in Kendal on November 14, 1811 in the parish church.(3)<br />
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Looking at descendants of William & Agnes Armitstead we have had three George Mawson Armitstead, one Thomas Mawson Armitstead, two Henry Mawson Armitstead, one Harold Mawson Armitstead, one James Mawson Armitstead, one Dennis Mawson Armitstead and so it continues.<br />
As it was a custom to include the maiden name of the mother in the children's names I went looking for the marriage of Agnes's parents.<br />
This did not help much. Christopher Troughton (widower) married Peggy Airey (widow) in the above church on May 16, 1809. (4)<br />
From the 1851 census Margaret Troughton was listed as being aged 79 years and the mother in law of William and Agnes Armitstead. (5) Hence, she may have been born in about 1772.<br />
Perhaps Peggy Airey (widow) was Margaret Mawson. Sounds great doesn't it? I could find a Margaret Mawson being christened in the Presbyterian church March 23. 1777 daughter of William Mawson, hosier, of Stramongate (6) and even better when I could find William Mawson married Agnes Gibson June 8. 1773 in Kendal.(7)<br />
This makes Agnes Mawson Troughton look like she is named after her possible grandmother, Agnes Mawson.<br />
Well that looks good but there are some problems. Perhaps these are not the parents of Margaret Mawson if it is true that Margaret was not christened until 1777 and Margaret Mawson would have to marry Mr. Airey and have him die before 1809.<br />
Can I find Margaret Mawson marrying Mr Airey? No.<br />
It was obviously too good to be true that William Mawson and Agnes Gibson were Margaret's parents.<br />
Still looking for Mr Airey who married a Margaret and him dying before 1809.<br />
<b>So, no happy dance yet</b>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">1. <span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975", database, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:V5LN-JWC : 19 March 2020), Gulielmus Armitstead, 1815.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">2.</span><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England Marriages, 1538–1973 ", database, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:NVDX-B4G : 13 March 2020), William Armitstead, 1837. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">3. <span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975", database, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:NK9P-G9J : 24 March 2020), Agnes Mawson Troughton, 1811.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4. <span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England Marriages, 1538–1973 ", database, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:NJKM-QVW : 13 March 2020), Christopher Troughton, 1809.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5.<span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England and Wales Census, 1851," database with images, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:SGBG-MWD : 12 September 2019), Margaret Troughton in household of William Armistead, , Westmorland, England; citing , Westmorland, England, p. 11, from "1851 England, Scotland and Wales census," database and images, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">findmypast</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (http://www.findmypast.com : n.d.); citing PRO HO 107, The National Archives of the UK, Kew, Surrey.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">6<span style="font-family: inherit;">. <span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">The National Archives of the UK; Kew, Surrey, England; General Register Office: Registers of Births, Marriages and Deaths surrendered to the Non-parochial Registers Commissions of 1837 and 1857; Class Number: RG 4; Piece Number: 3042 </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">England & Wales, Non-Conformist and Non-Parochial Registers, 1567-1970 </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Author: </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Ancestry.com </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Publisher: </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Ancestry.com Operations, Inc. </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">2013 </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Provo, UT, USA </span><span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #181a1c; font-size: 16px;">Ancestry.com</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">7. <span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">"England Marriages, 1538–1973 ", database, </span><i style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;">FamilySearch</i><span style="color: #333331; font-size: 14px;"> (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:NXJJ-J5S : 12 March 2020), William Mawson, 1773.</span></span>Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-23495042263458874452020-02-25T12:16:00.002+10:002021-12-02T21:09:17.360+10:00Fancy Dress cricket match fund raiser for memorial day 1919 Warwick Queensland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My grandfather's( Jack Armitstead) photo albums never cease to amaze me. Of course there were no names, no places, no dates -well most of the time. On looking closely at one of the photos it did have a date and a title.<br />
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There it was right in the middle. Sketches taken of Barnes and Co's Fancy Dress Cricket match Saturday 12 April 1919 in aid of Memorial Day</div>
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Memorial Day fund raising was for housing for soldiers returned from World War I. </div>
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I had always wondered what the people in fancy dress were doing in all the other photos on the nearby pages. Of course Trove ( <a href="https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/175739429">https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/175739429</a>) came up with a lenghty article in the Wawick Daily News on page 4 14 April 1919.</div>
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There was a procession of the fancy dress staff members of Barnes & Co from Percy St Warwick down the main street, Palmerin Street, to Queens Park where a cricket match was held-ladies versus the men.</div>
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Now the photo album had a few photos of the fancy dressed staff and thankfully the paper reported who was wearing what costume.<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">W.Dines as John Bull, Possibly V.Stendrup as Old Minstrel, P Cox as Uncle Sam</td></tr>
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Here is the list of all the characters from <a href="https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/175739429">https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/175739429</a><div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><i>The following is a list of the
ladies and gentlemen, who took part in the procession, together with the characters
they represented:—-Gentlemen: W.Dines, John Bull; P. Cox, Uncle Sam; J. Beal,
Giant; Royal Beal, Jack, the Giant Killer; G. Rayment, Humpty Dumphy; L.
Barnes, Hard Hat Coon; V. Stendrup, Old Minstrel; T. Amies, Dope; J. Stevens,
Black.Cat Clown; V. Thompson, Dummy; G. Ralston, Walter Raleigh; T. Barton,
Comie Policeman; W. Nancarrow, French Chef; B. Hough ton, Court Jester; J.
Watt, High Hat Conn; E. Mawson, Costermonger; C.Watson, Clown; S. Ralston,
Wolf; J. Gillam, Pierrot; J. Furness, Quaker; G. Stay, Haymaker; V. Mann,
Hayseeds Jockey: V. Carlyon. Coon; F. Gamble,jnnr., Jacob Looking for a Wife;
F. Gamble, senr., Commonwealth Flour; R. 'Le Bras, Commonwealth Flour; C, M.
Barnes, Cricket; J. Bennett, Bandsman; R. White, Scoutmaster; B. Hilliery,
Scout; L. Peel, Scout; R. Fenwick, Scout; E. Newcombe, Gollywog; R. Dowie,
Charlie Chaplin; W. Rudd, Isabel Pankhurst; P. Casey, Gipsy Queen; M. Nielson,
Belgium; E. Finch, Ragtime; E. Boyce, Poppy; J. McMurtrie, France; M. Parker,
Dutch Girl; P. Bennett, Gipsy; M. Atkinson, Billiards; D. Clifford, Queen of
Peace; A. Hyland, Keep Off the Grass; F. Mogridge, Australian Girl; V. Miles,
Belgium; F. Brown, Ireland; E. Cleary, Erin-Go Bragh; K, Cleary, Australia; G.
Kelly, Spanish Dancer; P. Sinnett, Gipsy; F. Winterflood, Belgium; B, Bardon,
Afternoon Tea; A, Dunn, Brown Paper Parcel; R, Dunn, Soldiers' Rest Home; M.Rooney,
Flower Girl; A. McDonald, Flower Girl; E Lenoy, Flower Girl; I. Cox, Italy; A,
Boyce, Superstition; P. Sims, Spring.<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><i>The result of the cricket match
was as follows:—<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><i>Ladies;—E. Boyce 11, P. Casey 7,
E, Finch 7, M. Bennett 2, I, Pankhurst 2, F. Mogridge 0, V. Miles 0, M. Parker
.0, M. Atkinson 1, M. Nielson 1, J. McMurtrie 0, A. Hyland 0, byes 2; total 38.<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><i>Gents.—Charlle Chaplin 2, L.
Barnes 6, J. Watt 0, J. Furness 0, T. Amies 9, J. Stevens 0, E. Mawson 0, T.
Gillam 2, V. Thompson 1, G. Ralston 0, G, Rayment 0, byes 1; total 21.<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
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Does anyone have photos of other characters?</div>
Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-26588562133608547732019-08-11T21:41:00.001+10:002021-12-01T22:55:51.223+10:00Did William Armitstead eat Kendal Mint Cake?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9OgZVwaXHO9DiQs5sHyYhsF1f_3-47mDrebPTmOuIQk7MH0DsAlyOVBcUT-P1-VcAZaBIkO-km1yj1912vwIy0B3SbPh4sYBpbAYWK81jtN-ug43OcshT1OfZE2ud7I7cWZoBvh3-jL2/s1600/Kendal+Mint+cake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1289" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9OgZVwaXHO9DiQs5sHyYhsF1f_3-47mDrebPTmOuIQk7MH0DsAlyOVBcUT-P1-VcAZaBIkO-km1yj1912vwIy0B3SbPh4sYBpbAYWK81jtN-ug43OcshT1OfZE2ud7I7cWZoBvh3-jL2/s200/Kendal+Mint+cake2.jpg" width="160" /></a><br />
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">My gg grandfather was
born in Kendal Westmorland in 1815 and lived in Kendal Westmorland until the
early 1850s before moving to Preston Lancashire. Having heard about Kendal Mint
cake when Bill Oddy appeared on “Who do you think you are?” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was intrigued to see if William might have
eaten it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">Now judging from an advertisement
in Westmorland gazette Dec 20 1890, John Court professes to have established his
business in 1822 as confectioner, sugar boiler, bread and biscuit maker. This advertisement promotes plain and fancy biscuits in great variety, funeral biscuits and brides’
cakes made to order and of course he is the manufacturer of the Original Kendal
Mint Cake as supplied to General Gordon. (Siege of Khartoum 1885) Others have
suggested that if Gordon hadn’t died at the siege it may have been called “Gordon
Mint cake” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">So perhaps William ate
sweets from here but from Wikipedia, supposedly Kendal Mint Cake became
about from a mistake in the making of glacier mints by Joseph Wiper in 1869. (1)</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">Therefore,
it looks likely that William would not have eaten Mint Cake in Kendal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">In 1847 a branch line
from Kendal to Windermere joined up with the Preston to Carlisle line (2) so
railway transport was available from Kendal to Preston. Was this the way William
& family travelled to live in Preston? Did Kendal Mint cake also travel to
Preston on the train? </span>Wouldn’t it be nice to know if William and family ate Kendal Mint Cake in Preston.</div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"> It was certainly getting around by 1898. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">From an advertisement in the
Sunderland Daily Echo and Shipping Gazette Jan 15 1898 Joseph Wiper and Sons at
Exhibition Stand No. 118 claimed <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to be sole
makers of Gold Medal Kendal Everton Toffy, Original Kendal Mint Cake,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>only makers of K Brand which included K Butter
tablets, K Mint Rock, K Cream Butters, K Honey and butters. They had branch
shops in Sunderland at 306 High St, 11 Crowtree Road, 194 Roker Avenue, in
Kendal at 78 Stricklandgate, in Lancaster in 6 Brock St, in South Shields in 9
Ocean Road and the Steam Works were in Ferney Green, Kendal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">From Wikipedia it is
stated that Daniel Quiggin from the Isle of Man started making Kendal Mint Cake
in 1880 and Romney’s started in 1918. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Romney’s
Kendal Mint Cake was requested by Edmund Hillary’s team to take to their successful
conquering of Mt Everest in 1953.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">In 1987 Romney’s
bought Wiper’s Mint Cake from Harry Wiper who had inherited ownership when his father
Robert Wiper died in 1960. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">Unfortunately, the Wilson
factory that started in 1913 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sold out in
2015 to McClures <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and then closed in Feb
2016. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>McClures had moved to making other
sweets as their main products but still advertised Mint Cake before they closed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">In 2016 while visiting
the UK, Kendal Mint Cake was being touted as the energy bar to take hiking.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">Fast forward to 2019
and </span>just started up on 20 May 2019, Kendal Mint Co. sells for today's energy
market. Their new Kendal Mint Cake not only has sugar, glucose, water and peppermint
oil but includes electrolytes and vitamins – how times change.<br />
So I ate Kendal Mint cake bought in Kendal in 2016. Gg grandfather William you sent me on a mission to see Kendal. I hope you managed to get some of the Mint cake while you lived in Preston.</div>
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<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;"> (2) </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="https://www.british-history.ac.uk/n-westmorland-records/vol8/pp17-21">https://www.british-history.ac.uk/n-westmorland-records/vol8/pp17-21</a></span></div>
<br />Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-70905237179973393952019-05-20T07:00:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:39:20.847+10:00Laws Family Items carried across the world.William and Sarah Laws and 4 children arrived in Brisbane in 1868.<br />
There were various stories about why William left the employ of his Uncle William Camper in the Camper shipyard at Gosport Hampshire in July 1862.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Silver cup </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Citation</td></tr>
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So one branch of the family has the silver cup and citation that the workers at the shipyard gave him when he left. It states-<br />
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<i>To Mr. William Laws</i></div>
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<i>Respected Sir,</i></div>
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<i>We are glad to see you here amongst us this evening to have the opportunity of expressing to you, on the one hand, our feelings of regret as far as ourselves are concerned, that you have left the place and position, which you have for so many years, so faithfully held as the Foreman of our employers, Mr Camper: but on the other hand, we cannot but rejoice to find you starting in a business we think, very likely with your well known perseverance and integrity to prove a successful one. And rest assured Sir, you leave us with the best feelings of every man and boy (some of whom you have known since childhood) and nothing will please us better than to hear you are prospering in your undertaking.</i></div>
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<i>As a mark of the respect the whole of us feel for you, we now beg your acceptance of this silver cup & we heartily wish you every blessing, may your business prosper & may yourself, your wife & children enjoy health & happiness.</i></div>
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<i>Signed on behalf of the employees of Mr. Wm Camper I Nobes, T Goodall</i><br />
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Where did he go next? His son Ernest Albert was born on the Isle of Wight in 1864 and further evidence is provided by the copies of 2 contracts that he signed for the construction of 2 yachts in his own shipyard on the Isle of Wight in 1863 and 1865. The one in 1863 was for Paul Artis Esq. of Portsmouth for a ship of 35 tons and would cost £265. The one in 1865 was for Courtnay Philipps Esq. of Brighton for a yacht of 75 tons.<br />
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Another branch of the family has inherited a ship's compass with a lovely story attached. This story was told by Percy Murray Laws Snr. to his son.<br />
" <i>When my father passed away at the age of 82 years on the 15 th July 1911 my father's wish that the compass be passed onto the senior male of this Laws family. It came into my possession on his passing. Percy Murray Laws jnr.</i><br />
<i>William Laws borne 1829 This compass was given to William Laws by a Prussian Prince ( name unknown) who brought his yacht from Germany for repairs to the Camphour and Nichols boat yard England on or about 1854.Camphour was his uncle and he W Laws was foreman of the yard and was responsible for the repairs. Mr Camphour died in 1866 and through some deceitful work of the part of some person, when the will was read neither Mrs Camphour nor W Laws, my grandfather received nothing. This shocked my grandfather(W Laws) and he decided to mygrate to Australia. At the age of 38 years in the year 1867.</i><br />
<i>This was told to me (K Laws) by my father Percy Murray Laws jnr. it being left to him by his father."</i><br />
As you can see by the citation above we have, some of this tale is not quite right.<br />
It intrigued me about the will so I bought a copy of the will of William Camper( note the correct spelling of the name) who died 8 February 1863. Mrs Camper had died in 1851 so she definitely would not inherit anything from the will. His three daughters Mary Ann, Susanna and Amos( Amy) inherited most of the personal wealth. There was no mention of the shipyard in the will. However in the newspaper there was an advertisement in the Hampshire Telegraph 31 January 1863 ( just 8 days before he died)<br />
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<i>Notice is hereby given that WILLIAM CAMPER of Gosport in the County of Southampton, has this day DISPOSED OF and ASSIGNED his business of a ship and yacht builder carried on by him at Gosport to MR BENJAMIN NICHOLSON( foreman to him for many years), and in the future the Business will be carried on by the said Benjamin Nicholson on his own sole account, on the same premises as heretofore, under the name of "CAMPER & NICHOLSON"</i><br />
<i>Gosport 24th January 1863</i><br />
So was the deceitful act done in 1862 to make William leave the shipyard? I guess we will never know.<br />
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A shot gun was presented to Br Wm Laws P C R by the Brother Foresters and friends as a Mark of Esteem and Respect Gosport Novr. 1867 just before they left from London in December 1867.<br />
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<i><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">From Michael Langham: My Dad Les
always told me of the story of Frank always having a shotgun loaded in the
tent while he was away on his trips on the railway construction, just in case he
ever needed some protection in a hurry.</span></i><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;"> </i></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">I have Frank's
shotgun now, it was presented to Frank by the Forrester's Lodge in Gosport when
he left to come to Australia in 1867.</span></i><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;"> </i></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">The shotgun
is still in good working order, the maker's name was " HAIG" it is a
10 Gauge muzzle loading shotgun, it came with two bullet moulds, they were to
cast different size solid lead round balls. </span></i><i><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">One is
for a large round ball, the other casts a smaller one approx
1/4" diameter, a number of the smaller balls would be loaded at one time
usually about 9 or 10.</span></i><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;"> </i></div>
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it on many occasions, there is a oval silver plaque on the side of the stock of
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His Foresters Regalia was also brought to Australia but was last seen in the 1980's. Anyone seen it since please?<br />
Below are other items handed down in the family.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> William's clay pipe</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> William's clay pipe in case</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah's bag probably used for storing her brush & comb</td></tr>
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Clay pipes were probably made by Sarah's family as they were clay pipemakers in Fareham Hampshire.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah's Hymn Book given to her in Dec 1851and then given to Frank Goodall Laws in Jul 1905<br />
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The brooch that Sarah is pictured wearing in this photo was handed down to Lillian's family<br />
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Do other members of the family have any other items? It is interesting to see what has lasted the test of time.Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-14645352111081820262018-05-12T12:08:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:41:12.059+10:00William Laws and family arrive in Brisbane and settle at Brookfield<br />
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More information that Helen Butler supplied in July 2010 in an email to some Laws relatives. I'm publishing it here so all can see it. What we would do without all the work Helen has done over the years?<br />
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<span lang="EN-AU">There was
enormous interest by the public in every ship arriving in Brisbane.
So the Captain would always deliver to the Brisbane
Courier a summary of his voyage. This was published in the
paper as soon as possible. Saloon passengers are named, but Steerage
passengers are not. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU">The
Bayswater anchored out in Moreton Bay at noon on Monday, 27 April.
The government steamer Kate brought out officials to check the ship and
the health of the people aboard. That evening, the Kate returned to Brisbane
taking Captain Davies too, with his official papers for the government,
his summary of the Log of the voyage for the paper, and the long-awaited mail from England. His story was printed in the Brisbane Courier on Thursday, 30
April, and also in the weekly Queenslander on Saturday, 2 May <a href="https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/20318429">https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/20318429</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU">So the
people of Brisbane knew all about the voyage, the passengers, and even every
item of cargo and where each would be available for purchase. This
list of cargo was also provided by the Captain and published in the
paper. It has not been included now, but it is easily available on line
at the National Library of Australia site-<a href="https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/1314829">https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/1314829</a>. This site is well named, as digging in it
brings up endless treasures.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU">However
,the Bayswater did not sail up the river to dock until 14 May, another two
weeks -two weeks of expectant waiting for the citizens of Brisbane, and
more unbearably for the new arrivals still out on the water in sight of
their new land.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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On 14 May 1868, William Laws and family landed in
Brisbane from the "Bayswater". William had paid for the passages out.
So under the Land Act of 1868 he was entitled to select land for a farm, free of
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On 18 May 1863, William Laws obtained 76 acres at Brookfield.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was Portion 183 Parish of Stanley,County
of Mogill, District of East Moreton. It was named also Selection (or Homestead)
Number 49. It was classified as Agricultural land. </div>
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On 1 May 1868, Land Order No.3584 had been issued to
William Laws to the value of 30 Pounds. From this was deducted each year his
annual rent of 9 pence per acre,amounting to<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>2 Pounds 17 Shillings a year, for 5 years. But he did have to pay
himself at the start , a Survey Fee of 3 Pounds 16 Shillings,and then at the
end a Deed Fee of 1 Pound 5 Shillings.</div>
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By 1 May 1873, the conditions of residence and
improvement were fulfilled.</div>
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On that exact date, William<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>obtained a statement that this was true from
a neighbour, Charles Gregory, and another. The improvements were stated as 12
acres cleared and cultivated, and residence and outhouse built. So now William
owned 76 acres of Freehold Land, no more conditions about it .<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He could go and live somewhere else. He could
rent the farm out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He could even sell
the land.</div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">1.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>CHARLES GREGORY , who witnessed<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in 1873<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>that William Laws had fulfilled the conditions to get the freehold on
section 183, was stated by me to be his neighbour.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But there is no evidence that this is so,
just that it is very likely. Charles Gregory<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>is the holder of section 185 on the map.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Charles W<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gregory is listed in
the Post Office directories as farmer at Brookfield up to1912. The two families
grew up together for some years at Brookfield, before Lawses moved away. But
they remained in touch it seems.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1895, Percy Laws son of William section 183 was best man at the wedding of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ellen<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gregory,
eldest daughter of Charles Gregory , The Grange Brookfield.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then in 1907 the widower Charles William
Gregory married the widow Lillian Langham nee Laws, daughter of William
Laws.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">2. LAWS BROOKFIELD FARM
.,SECTION 183 on the old land<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>map, has
been cleverly and neatly superimposed on the same scale onto the current Google Earth
of the area by Judy Lofthouse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This
shows Peronne Place in the <u>middle</u> of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the Laws block. This would be the logical
place for a road or street if you were dividing up a block. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-75737052763337778862018-05-11T21:15:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:41:59.402+10:00Lorna Bessie's diary October 22 1919 to January 1 1920<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">What a delight to find in amongst my Mother's treasures was her mother's diary. It was one of those little diaries with 6 lines to the day and 6 days to the opening. What was more interesting was that it was the time of her honeymoon. Who would have thought that in 1919 they would have a 5 week honeymoon leaving Allora Queensland by train for Sydney and Tasmania.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> <b>From the diary:</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Wed. 22/10/1919-Married. Left for Sydney<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">23/10/1919 Arrived Sydney. Went to Dixon's. got room "Beulah" Paddington St Paddington. First impression of Sydney dirty.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">24/10/1919 Ryde by tram home by ferry up Parramatta River. walk through Gardens and Domain, saw submarines, art gallery. Scenery up river delightful. Lovely day.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">25/10/1919 Shopping(coat) Watson's Bay. Yachting season opened beautiful sight. Picture show "Road through the dark" Mrs Rae's at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">26/10/1919 Manly/lovely back by tram to the Spit Milsons Pt. North Sydney. Mrs D's for tea.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">27/10/1919 Taronga Park Zoo. Scenery very nice. Railway Station & Shopping(hat & gloves)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">28/10/1919 Museum, pictures, Gardens & Theatre at night. Nothing special about theatre.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">29/10/1919 Bondi, Botany Bay & La Perouse. Pictures "Civilisation" Manly after tea.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">30/10/1919 Shopping. Station to see Bert & Kitty leave Tempe to Aunt Beck's.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> ( </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">note 1 Aunt Beck was Lionel's Aunt Lavetta Bentley and I would never had worked out who she was without help from Helen Butler. Bert & Kitty Mitchell-Bert was the best man at the wedding)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">31/10/1919 Rested. City in afternoon. Tourist Bureau</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">1/11/1919 Shopping(skirt) Dulwich Hill, Petersham cricket. McKerihans for tea.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">2/11/1919 Manly with Mr McKerihan lovely day. Wynyard Park.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">3/11/1919 Rest-Shopping(blouse& veil) Coogee very nice but very cold. Theatre in evening "Going up" nice.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">4/11/1919 Did not go out until afternoon. Booked passage for Tasmania. Meet N McKerihan home early "letters" (for more about N McKerihan see previoius blog <a href="http://familytreeblossoms.blogspot.com.au/2015/04/v-for-veteranclues-from-lorna-bessie.html">http://familytreeblossoms.blogspot.com.au/2015/04/v-for-veteranclues-from-lorna-bessie.html</a>)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">5/11/1919 Business re Tasmania. dinner arcade, Sydenham in afternoon & for tea.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">6/11/1919 Arrived Katoomba afternoon/rain in Sydney) Leura Falls/beautiful scenery-Bridegrooms cave.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">7/11/1919 Katoomba Falls Fern Gully & other places of interest. Echo Point in moonlight all beautiful(Victorians)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">8/11/1919 50 mile drive to Caves through Grand Arch. Viewed Right Imperial & Lucas Caves. Devils Coach House, Carlotta Arch Very beautiful photo. Punctures on way home. Bush fire.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">9/11/1919 Wentworth Falls & Valley of Waters in morning. Mt Yorke, Lovett's Leap & Hydra Majestic in the afternoon. 40 mile drive, big climb but lovely scene.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">10/11/1919 Left Katoomba arrived Sydney disappointment all Tasmania room at Tempe.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">11/11/1919 Day at Aunt Beck's after tea walked to Marrickville. Saw Aunt Jessie in hospital rained, Cooks river before breakfast.( Note 2 Aunt Jessie was another of Lionel's aunts, Jessie Mogler)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Now the diary has suffered the ravages of time( and children) and there is a week missing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">18/11/1919 Up Derwent River to New Norfolk walk in avenue & garden & town/beautiful. Turn-table spin/strawberries hops.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">19/11/1919 Motor trip through Huon district & Browns River. Blow hole visited & enjoyed. Passed Franklin Croady, Huon, Cygnet & Kingston</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">20/11/1919 Through Norfolk & Storm Bay to Taranna visited Eagle Hawk Neck, Blow Hole & Devil's Kitchen, Brake drive to Port Arthur/Carnarvon)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">21/11/1919 Convict ruins before breakfast. Brake drive to boat. walk after tea up town shopping. souvenirs.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">22/11/1919 Mount Nelson telescope Brake drive through Domain, Derwent Park & Springvale. Boat at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">One of the trips in a brake. Bessie is standing at the end of the middle row with Lionel seated in the middle beside her. Pity about the horse losing its head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">23/11/1919 By train(3 hours) to
National Park & Russell Falls beautiful Victoria Place after tea.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">24/11/1919 Museum & Art
Gallery Tram to Sandy Bay beach</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">25/11/2009 Changed house. Private
zoo Bellerive Beach</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">26/11/1919 Transport By tram to
Cascades & walk to C. huts. Picnic in bush, lovely day.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">27/11/1919 Met Arthur Hay. Brake
drive to Collin's Vale beautiful scenery. Nice tea.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">28/11/1919 Sewed. Lye sick. Wrote
letters.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">29/11/1919 Walked about town
& Franklin Square. Left Hobart in "Manuka"</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">30/11/1919 Sick in cabin</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">1/12/1919 Sick in cabin</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">2/12/1919 Arrived Sydney 9am.
Penshurst, Brighton Le Sands in the afternoon. Paddle, Music at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">3/12/1919 Washing. Organ recital cards at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">4/12/1919 "Ironing"
Photo, Shopping(shoes) Tempe. Music</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">5/12/1919 Left Sydney from
Penshurst.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">6/12/1919 Nice journey. M Deegan
at Stanthorpe. Home.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">7/12/1919 Church at 8am
"Glenvale" in afternoon & for tea. lovely day.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">8/12/1919 Walk around creek. Rang
Lily up.( Note 3 Lionel's sister)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">9/12/1919 By train to Warwick.
Saw House ( Note 4 now looking for a house for the newly weds)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">10/12/1919 Drove to
"Glenvale" ( Note 5 Bessie's parents farm near Allora)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">11/12/1919 At
"Glenvale"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">12/12/1919 At
"Glenvale"</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">13/12/1919 Drove to Warwick. Took
house.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">14/12/1919 Drove to Allora.
Church at 7:30pm</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">15/12/1919 Left for Brisbane.
Arrived Adelaide House.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">16/12/1919 Uncle Percy shopping
furniture at Hixcos. Afternoon & night with Lily Pictures.( Note 6 Uncle Percy Murray Laws)</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">17/12/1919 Shopping at Beirnes
Lily. Afternoon & night at Uncle Percy's. Storm</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">18/12/1919 Left Brisbane. Arrived
home Allora</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">19/12/1919 quiet day with Lye's
mother.( Note 7. Lionel was often called Lye in the family)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">20/12/1919 Allora Street</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">21/12/1919 Church 8am visited
Nellie. Motored out to "Glenvale"</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">22/12/1919 Lovely day at Glenvale</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">23/12/1919 Quiet day at Allora. up street at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">24/12/1919 Another quiet day, Xmas
eve. Up town at night.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">25/12/1919 Xmas day. Motored to
Glenvale</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">26/12/1919 Drove to Warwick.
Unpacked furniture.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">27/12/1919 Quiet day at Glenvale</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">28/12/1919 Quiet day at Glenvale</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">29/12/1919 Drove to Warwick to
our new home. Bert & Kitty at night. ( Note 8 Bert & Kitty Mitchell</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> )</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">30/12/1919 Left for Goondiwindi
arrived here 12:30pm</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">31/12/1919 Walked all around
"Goondi" around river & over bridge. Storm in evening.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">1/1/1920 New Year's Day. Left
"Goondi" for Inglewood. Arrived Ingelwood. Walked to bridge &
around town after <span lang="EN-AU">tea</span>. (Storm)</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">A New Year and a new life together.( and a new diary that either wasn't written or didn't stand the ravages of time.)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Her diary had only small spaces for her to write in but we get the message that they were out exploring and meeting family and friends. What a lovely start to their new life together. My Mother said her father believed every newly married couple should have a honeymoon so her wedding present to us was a lovely honeymoon to Heron Island.</span></span></div>
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Notes 1 to 8 added by Judy Lofthouse)Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-29509117593690036502018-05-10T21:48:00.000+10:002021-12-01T23:42:33.654+10:00Lorna Bessie's marriage to Lionel Laws 1919<span style="font-family: inherit;">My grand father Lionel Laws married Bessie Holmes in October 1919. Unfortunatley we do not have any photographs from the wedding but Trove as usual comes to the rescue with a writeup about the wedding.</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Darling Downs Gazette
(Qld. : 1881 - 1922), Tuesday 4 November 1919, page 3<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">A very pretty wedding
took place on Wednesday, the 22nd October, at St. David's Church of England,
Allora, when Miss Bessie Holmes; eldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Holmes,
was married to Mr. Lionel Laws, eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. L. E. Laws, Allora.
Rev. J. Elliott conducted the ceremony. The bride, who entered the church on
the arm of her father, and who subsequently gave her away, was daintily attired
in a gown of cream crepe de chine and georgette; she also wore an embroidered
tulle veil arranged in mob cap fashion with wreath of orange blossoms; she also
carried a beautiful bouquet of white roses and asparagus fern. She was attended
by two bridesmaids, the Misses Lynda Holmes (sister of the bride) and Jessie
Laws (sister of the bridegroom), both wearing dresses of kobe silk and ninon
with Leghorn hats to match. Mr. H. Mitchell, of Ipswich, acted as bestman, while
Mr. V. Laws acted as groomsman. The church was beautifully decorated for the
purpose by the bride's best girl friends, and at the conclusion of the service,
Miss Emma Smith sang '0 Perfect Love.' After the ceremony Mr. and Mrs. J.
Holmes held a reception at the Shire Hall when about sixty guests sat down to
the wedding breakfast, the usual toasts being honoured. Later in the day the
happy couple motored to Hendon where they caught the mail train en route for
Sydney and Tasmania where they intend spending the honeymoon. The bride
travelled in a dress of wedgwood blue taffeta, hat and mastic of vieux rose. (1)<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This seems like an ordinary wedding write up but what made it special for me was the "veil arranged in a mob cap fashion" I had been given this "thing of tulle" that I couldn't work out what it was. However, after reading this description it was the mob cap style veil I think. </span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i> </i>Notice the holes for threading ribbon along each long edge and the gathering in the middle that suggest to me it was the cap. </span></o:p>What do you think? </div>
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The other interesting item in the write up was that they motored to Hendon to catch the mail train en route for Sydney and Tasmania. Bessie kept a diary for the honeymoon and that makes interesting reading but more of that another day.</div>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Another treasure that came to light was Lionel's hand written version of his speech at the wedding.</span><br />
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Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen</div>
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It is with a deep sense of pride that I rise to thank you all
on behalf of my future wife and myself for the many kind things you have said
about us and also for the many & useful presents. I can assure Ladies and
Gentlemen that they will always be remembered among our treasures and they will
remind us of this very pleasant evening & of you all as our many friends. Bess & I are very thankful of the honour
you have done us. I am sure Ladies &
Gentlemen we will never forget you.</div>
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Should any of you at any time be within reach of our home we
will only ( be) too pleased to welcome you & may be able to help us use
some of your gifts.</div>
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For your kind wishes we also thank you from the bottom of
our hearts & I hope you will not gauge the depth of our thoughtfulness by
the scarcity of my words. I can no more than that. I again thank you very
sincerely.</div>
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Although we have no photo from the wedding between the veil and the speech we have treasures of their special day for us to cherish .</div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">(1)https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/rendition/nla.news-article182944640.txt</span></i>Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-74856296038481063842018-05-09T19:37:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:42:56.040+10:00Frank Charles Laws 1876-1955This newsletter is published with kind permission of Ann Doughty and Helen Butler<br />
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">FLASHBACK<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>•••••••••<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> T</span>he<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>youngest<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>child<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>William
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sarah Laws<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Charles.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">He<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>born<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>28th<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>April<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1876,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>most<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>likely<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>while<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the
family</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Courier New"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>still<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Brookfield,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>would have
grown<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>up<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at Kangaroo<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Point<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">p</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">robabl</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">y </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">went to the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Normal<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>School.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He served <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>time
in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>grocery and hardware<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(as appren</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">t</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">ice )<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and for<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">large <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>part <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>working
life <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>worked at<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Barry </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">& <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Roberts <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in Brisbane.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lived all
his life in the Brisbane area.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Margaret<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Robb,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>known<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to all the family<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aunty<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maggie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>very<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>proud<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of her
Scots<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ancestry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lively<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">t</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">alkative, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and cheerful <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>character, while Uncle Frank was quieter<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and more
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>serious <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">manner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">very <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>devoted <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>couple <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>all
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>their <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lives, but<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>they <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had no <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>children. Aunty<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maggie’s
brother <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lived <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>them
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>some<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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1914 -15 they lived in Edith St, Wynnum.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their nephew Frank Goodall Laws visited
them there when as a boy he had a holiday in Brisbane with the Langhams.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They probably
lived </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Courier New"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">at </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Wynnum<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>until <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>about 1921, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>when <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>they<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at
39 Mornington <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St, Red <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hill. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here
they lived all the rest of their<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wood <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>remembers <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Courier New"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">when </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">her <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>family <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Courier New"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">used to </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">visit <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>them <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>there, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>going
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Saturday <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>evenings <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">p</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">lay cards.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She also
remembers their pet dog,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>which they both loved.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the Depression<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>about<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1930,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>put <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>off
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Barry <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">& </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Roberts <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>when <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>staff <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had
to be reduced. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then
about <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>54 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>old
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>would <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>have <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>been
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>working <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>there <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>close
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>on <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>40 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years.
However, length of service was not considered. Men</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">with no children<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>dependants<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were the ones put <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>off<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>first.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>however, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>presented <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Courier New"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">with </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">an <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>engraved gold <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>watch, and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>this he<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>wore <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>proudly for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the rest <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">no <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">super</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">annuat</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">i</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">on,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and relief <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>payment <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was only<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>one pound per <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>week, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>being "put <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>off"<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a real</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">hardship.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank never
again managed to get a job.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1940's,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>nephew <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>moved <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to live <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in Brisbane, and he <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>family <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>often <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>used
to <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>visit <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Uncle <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and Aunty <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maggie during <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the week-ends. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Uncle <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Frank
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>used to smoke <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a pipe a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>great <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>deal
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the time <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had
his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>little <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vegetable <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>garden, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>even though
the site <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>very steep <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and difficult. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aunty Maggie
did excellent fancy work and crochet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was ‘not<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a well
woman' <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>many
years,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had an irregular <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>heart. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
children used to enjoy the visit, for these two were<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>real
characters, most kindly and entertaining too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>always <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lots
of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>cookies <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and they <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>would<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>all<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>play <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>bobs <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>other <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>games. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then
there was the mysterious close room<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of treasures, which<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Aunty
called "Bluebeard’s Room".<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Laws died<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in 1955, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and Maggie
the following year. The remains of both these dear kindly<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>people
are at Mt<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> T</span>hompson Cemetery.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maggie & Frank Laws</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Frank & Maggie Laws</td></tr>
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-62998699149482595602018-05-08T18:59:00.002+10:002021-12-01T23:43:14.427+10:00Ernest Albert Laws 1864-1947<span style="font-family: inherit;">This is reproduced with kind permission of Ann Doughty and Helen Butler from a family newsletter in August 1987.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">F<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">AMILY </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">BRANCH
</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">HISTORY </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Continued </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">•••</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This month <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>we <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>learn
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of the fourth <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>child <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of
William & <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sarah Laws, Ernest Albert and his children. (Thank you Helen, for
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>all your research information)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Ernest Albert Laws was born in England and was
four years old when the family emigrated. He went to the Brookfield School, where
his teacher for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>two years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mr.
George Francis. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Francis family had emigrated
in 1872 on "The Light Brigade". A baby had
been born on the voyage out. She was Annie
Brigadia Francis, her second
name being derived from the ship's name
as the captain insisted that this
custom be followed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">When Mr. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Francis was transferred from Brookfield <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1874,
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Annie was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>only
two years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>old and Ernie <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Laws was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ten. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
is said that the two families knew each other well<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then, and
that Ernie <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had often nursed Annie as a baby.
Twenty <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>later,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>on<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>24th<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>March 1894,
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>these<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>two were<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>married at<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Capalaba. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">E.A.Laws worked at first with a firm of auctioneers
and commission agents<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>named Dickson's,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>who<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>leading<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>auctioneers<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Brisbane.
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and later <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>started a business of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>own. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It seems from the Post Office <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Directories <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>that <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>many <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years from <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1901 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ernie's
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Auctioneer's Office<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>shared
premises at 192 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Queen<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with
his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>brother<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Percy's<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Signwriting<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>business. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">The Ernie<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Laws '<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lived at<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Graham <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>South
Brisbane <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>until 1901, when they moved <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and lived <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>some
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at Prospect Terrace, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Highgate <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hill. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Later
they moved <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to Water <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St, Carlton <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St and Fraser <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Terrace, all at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Highgate<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hill. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>later <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>working
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years, Ernie Laws
was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>accountant <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F. W. Nissen
& Co. Jewellers,
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Brisbane. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He remained here until he retired. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ernie Laws is said to have been a dapper city chap, with his gold watch chain and his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>walking <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>stick, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and
often his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>bowler hat. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At the same time, he was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a very <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>keen
gardener, and was photographed <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>watering his
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vegetable <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>garden. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He died <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>84 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1947. </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ernie watering his vegetable patch aged 82</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif";"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">His wife Annie Brigadia died 20 years later, when she was 95 years old. She was a member of St Andrews Church of England South Brisbane , 75 years .</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Of their <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>three <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>children,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>their<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>second,
Evelyn <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>died in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>infancy. Vivien <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>attended <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Andrews
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>private <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>school at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sth Brisbane, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and then Holy Trinity Woolloongabba,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>where she continued as a teacher. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She then joined the firm<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of Edwards Dunlop, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>where she <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>promoted
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>manager<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>of the Country <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Orders <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>section . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>some <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she worked for <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Vogue in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>their Ladies <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Fashion <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>shop <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>City. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>here <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>became
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>their <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>travelling salesman, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>covering the whole of Queensland, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>carrying <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a large <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>range of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>stock<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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She married Wal Foster, a watchmaker in 1928. They had no family. After her <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>father's death, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>her mother<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>lived <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with Vivie <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and Wal <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>their
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>home in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pelham <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>St,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Coorparoo . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Vivie died in 1976, four years <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>after <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wal
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Foster. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Eric Laws attended the Normal <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>School and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Brisbane <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grammar School at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>same
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>time as Harry <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Roberts, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>who<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>was<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a cousin<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>his <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Percy Laws cousins and later<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a renowned <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Headmaster.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Eric had<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>distinguished
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>career <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Public <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Service
. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1916 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>joined <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the Taxation <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Office <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as
clerk . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1924 he <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>transferred <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to Dept <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of Labour and served in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rockhampton, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bundaberg, Innisfail <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and Townsville , <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>acting as Labour <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Agent <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and
Industrial <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Inspector.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">He returned to Brisbane in 1940, and in 1941
he transferred <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the Commonwealth <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dept <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of
Labour <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>&
National <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Service <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and established <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the National Employment <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Office<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Brisbane. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The following year <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>appointed
Asst Deputy <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Director-General <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of Manpower <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Queensland,
and held this <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>important· position <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>through the war<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the
war, he remained with<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>same
Commonwealth <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Department, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>becoming <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Deputy <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Director of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Employment <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for Queensland. In this position he established
and organized the Commonwealth Employment Service. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1952,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eric <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Laws
became Queensland <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Regional <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Director <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of Department of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Labour <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>National <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Service, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>post <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>held
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>until <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>retired
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">1961. </span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Eric Laws married May Owens and they <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lived <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>happily
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>until<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she died in her <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>fifties. There were no children.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Malgun Gothic"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Later, he married Margaret (Peg) Shaw and they
lived <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for many years at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Victoria <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Point. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mrs
Peg Laws still lives here in Cartwright St. (in 1987 ) (1)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , "sans-serif";">E</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">ric had a remarkable record of community
involvement. He <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>joined <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rotary in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Townsville. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cleveland Branch he served as President, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and was so valuable <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a part <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of
the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>club <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he became <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>known <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"Mr Rotary". <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As well, he served on the local Ambulance
Committee, the Cancer Fund Society <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and the
church <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>council. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With his wide experience of public affairs, he
was of great assistance to these organizations. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Besides this,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he was always ready to help any individual
who <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>came <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to him. He was <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>highly <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>revered
in <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>community.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Unfortunately, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>only <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>three
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>weeks after <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the death <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>of his
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mother, Eric <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Laws <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>died suddenly,
aged <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>66<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>years </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Percy b 1873 Brisbane, Ernie b 1864 Hampshire England, Frank b 1875 Brisbane, Lionel b 1868 at sea.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><o:p> </o:p>Eldest son William Camper Laws was born in
1859 and remained in England with his Goodall grandparents. (2)</span></div>
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<br />Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-32116844851157804642018-05-06T19:43:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:43:35.942+10:00Bringing light for safe passage through the Great Barrier Reef in 1883.22 April 1882 tenders for two lighthouses, keeper's cottage, and boatshed at Cooktown were received from J: Salisbury, ten months, £3,750,
John Mott, twelve months, £4,350 ; T. Green, ten months, £3,538 13s 8d. ; Vowls
and Quinn,six months, £3,497 ; Laws and Langlands, eight months, £2,979 10s. .
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" <i>Notice to Mariners,</i><i>(No 13 of 1883.)</i></div>
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<i>NOTICE is hereby given that on and after this date two New Lights will be exhibited from Point Archer and Rocky Islet respectively. The former, which stands on the highest part of the point, at an elevation of 220 feet above high water, consists of a 4th order holophotal condensing apparatus exhibited from a circular tower forty-five feet in height.</i><br />
<i>The light is seen from the southward, from Cape Tribulation round to S.W.¼S., but is intensified on a N.W. by N.¼N. bearing, when it is in line with the light on Rocky Islet. It is obscured between the bearings of S.W.¼S. and S. by E. southerly when it is seen as a green light until it bears S. by E. ¼E. Between that bearing and S.S.E, it is seen as a white light, and again as a red light from the latter bearing to S.E. by S.¼S.</i><br />
<i>The apparatus at Rocky Islet is a holophote, showing a beam of light S.E by S.¼S. The light is exhibited from a tower 20 feet high, standing on the western slope of the Islet, at an elevation of 90 feet above high water.</i><br />
<i>The lights can be seen at a distance of 20 and 14 miles respectively." (4)</i><br />
Unfortunately we are not able to see the lighthouses now as they have been demolished.<br />
To view more about the style of the lighthouses see <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archer_Point_Light#CITEREFLighthouses_of_Australia_Inc">Archer Point light</a> </div>
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<span lang="EN-AU">(2) </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Official Notifications. (1882, May 27). </span><i style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 - 1939)</i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">, p. 663. Retrieved May 6, 2018, from http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article19784491</span></div>
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-9288566506512640502018-05-02T20:27:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:44:01.820+10:00Photos of children of Florence & Eddie Hutchison and Ernest & Annie LawsNow I have some photos from the Florence and Eddie Hutchison line to add to our growing collection of photos of our ancestors. It was really nice to see phographs of the children of Ernest and Annie Laws as well. Photos courtesy of J. Fetherston<br />
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-41776458366324023292018-05-01T20:17:00.002+10:002021-12-01T23:44:18.215+10:00Richard William Laws:Graves and memorials More of the R W Laws story kindly written by Helen Butler<br />
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Private Richard William Laws was buried near where he was killed, as with all battle casualties. The grave was marked with a simple wooden cross with his name, number, unit, and date of death painted on. And there his body lay for some years. Much later there was a huge programme to find all these scattered graves and rebury the soldiers in a central War Cemetery for each area. Before the removal, the position of the original grave was first carefully recorded, and we now know Dick Laws' first grave was sited 2,000 yards NNE of Proyart, and 3,000 yards due East of Merincourt-sur-Somme.</div>
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Dick's grave was relocated<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to Harbonnieres, a village nearby, in Heath Cemetery, so called from the wide expanse of open country where it stands. There are 1860 Commonwealth servicemen buried or commemorated here. Their uniform white tombstones stand in perfect rank and file, all meticulously kept by the Commonwealth War Graves Commission. Next of kin were kept informed of the burials with a photo and information, including directions for travelling there. Several of the Laws family have over the years visited Dick's grave, the first being his younger brother Fred Laws on 19 January 1930. Fred was in England as one of the 1929 Australian Rugby League Football Team. After the games were finished there was a little free time before they boarded the boat for home. So he bought a wreath in London and he and Mick Madsen, a team mate, went over to France to Dick's grave. The grave is there the same today, honouring his sacrifice and awaiting pilgrims.<br />
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Addendum by Judy Lofthouse.In the St Marks Church Warwick the memorial organ was finished in 1923 and the marble tablets either side of the organ have the men who enlisted and the ones who died are listed as "In sacred sleep" R W Laws is not listed as being In Sacred Sleep. Perhaps seeing as the family had moved to Allora by then there was no one to inform them. I have notified the church as they are proposing to shift the tablets from beside the organ(in the choir loft) to the Warriors Chapel where they can take pride of place.<br />
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This was shocking news at home, but at least they could be glad he was removed from further dangers of the battlefield. Later the family received a small parcel in the mail. It was a tobacco tin with some pieces of shrapnel – some of the bits removed from Dick's head. It was kept for years and many remember it. But now its whereabouts is not known.</div>
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Dick's recovery was slow, and the family always believed he was not properly fit when he was sent back to France to fight again. In a letter to his father dated 17 July 1918, Dick reassures the family he is well - “Close on 12 stone now, and feeling pretty fit”. (Dick was ten and a half stone when he enlisted.) He plans to use his leave to visit his father's Goodall relatives in Gosport, and expects to be sent back to France after that -and this did happen.</div>
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He is philosophical about going back to the front line. “I will not be sorry in a way as a man will never get on in England.” However at the end of the letter, he perhaps reveals his true feelings - “But a man would be much better off at home.” Here is a great contrast between this Dick and the eager young Dick impatiently waiting to leave England for the first time to get into the fighting in France.</div>
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It seems to us now that his severe head wound should have been enough to send him home. Soldiers with a severe leg wound were sent home. But Dick Laws could still march and still shoot a gun, so he was OK to be recycled to build up the numbers for the big new offensive to end the war.</div>
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Months before this from 21 March 1918,The Germans had launched their Spring Offensive in the Somme area, and for a while made big advances.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were stopped with desperate fighting, and the Ninth were in the thick of the action. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now the Allies had launched their offensive to end the war, and the Ninth was part of this too. They were in the battle on the victorious 8 August, which was the greatest success of any day's fighting on the Western Front, one that the German commander, General Erich Ludendorff later described as “ The Black Day of the German Army in this War”. This 8 August was the very day Dick Laws left his camp in England, and it was to be a Black Day for him too.</div>
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After landing at Le Havre and being taken up to the village of Vaire, Dick was marched in to his Ninth Battalion there, one of 30 reinforcements. This was on 15 August. The Ninth had recently been engaged in heavy and successful fighting around Creepy Wood at the cost of many casualties, including 5 officers, and now were moved back to Vaire to rest and regroup. The weather was very hot, and as their camp was beside the river and the lagoon, all ranks enjoyed swimming. After a Sunday church parade and a battalion Sports and swimming carnival, it was announced their 5 days rest was over, and they would be marching back to the front.</div>
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The next day YMCA officers issued cigarettes to the men, which was most welcome, as these had been in short supply and for some time soldiers had been on half ration. It was a very hot day. At 2pm the battalion left Vaire and marched across country for 2 hours. After a good hot meal for all, they were ordered to rest, but to be ready, by day and by night, to march at one hour's notice. They remained at this rendezvous for 2 days. Then on Friday 23 August at 1 am, Reveille was sounded. All<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>companies received a hot meal and moved off at 2.30 am, marching back to the front line 7 days after most of them had left. But Dick Laws was going back after 9 months away.</div>
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Again it was planned in detail, again advancing the first part of the way in the dark, again using the Creeping Barrage and the Leapfrog Method.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The objectives were reached, so overall it was a success, but this method was no protection against artillery and snipers positioned on a height, as were the Germans on the mountain hump ahead known as Froissey Beacon.</div>
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At 4.45am, zero time, the Allied barrage began. The 1<sup>st</sup> Brigade moved behind the barrage and captured the first objective, the Red Line, by 11am as planned. Next the plan was for the 9<sup>th</sup> Battalion to move up to this Red Line now securely held by the 1<sup>st</sup> Brigade, and using this as a jumping off point advance to the Blue Line behind the next gun barrage set to start at 2 o'clock. This plan was successfully carried out. The Blue Line was occupied by 4pm with 110 war prisoners and a great deal of war materials.</div>
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Trench Foot occurred when feet were constantly wet and cold, and in these extreme conditions in the winter of 1916-17, it was a common sickness. Poor circulation made the feet numb, then red or blue, then white, worsening with swelling<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and open sores easily infected. The soldier was a cripple and useless. Gangrene can develop and amputation sometimes resulted. But with good treatment,complete recovery is normal.</div>
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Dick was carried out to the casualty station and processed the same as if wounded. He was taken to hospital at Rouen 130 miles away, and then to Buchy to convalesce.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are no surviving letters of this period to gauge his state of mind, but how depressing for the athlete when he could not even walk. It took a long time, but he did recover.</div>
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In the 12 weeks Dick had been away, the Ninth had continued at the front. Dick had missed the big breakthrough of 6,000 German troops, which was turned back by 4.000 Allied troops, including the Ninth. He also missed the second battle of Bullecourt which was successful, and the battle of Messines. After this the Ninth had been taken out of the line to rest and regroup. Dick joined them on<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>7 July in Ribemont where the training continued for 2 more weeks.</div>
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Then they began their move north to Belgium. They marched, entrained, marched again, went by motor-omnibus,were billeted in villages for a while,finally moving to Vieux Berquin. Here they stayed 5 weeks, bringing their intensive 4 months training to a successful end, as proved by a series of inspections and tests. On 22 August the brigade sports were held and the Ninth won the Athletic Cup by one point. There was a march past where General Birdwood took the salute. Over a period of 6 days, a detailed inspection of the troops and their equipment was done unit by unit.</div>
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They did not have to wait long. On 13 September they began moving up to the front line in short stages. Finally they were<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in position to take part in the Third battle of Ypres, which had started 5 weeks before, but had been brought to a standstill by wet weather. This second stage of the battle is known as the battle of Menin Road. It was very well planned and it was successful.</div>
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At zero hour 5.40 am,the barrage suddenly started from those thousands of guns, and the line of men began to move steadily forward behind the barrage. ( The battalion history records that almost every man lit a cigarette as he rose to start.)<br />
This was the creeping barrage moving forward at a rate of 100 yards every 6 minutes,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so this was also the rate of the troops advancing behind it. As there were three sections with an exact starting time for each, synchronization was doubly important. This plan of attack often did not work well, with so many things to possibly go wrong in co-ordinating 4,000 men and 4,000 guns, plus an enemy lurking ahead. But on this occasion, the Creeping Barrage<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>worked perfectly.</div>
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By 10 am, using the ploy of Leapfrogging, the Ninth and the Tenth had reached the final objective, the green line. They dug in here on the edge of Polygon Wood. That night they were relieved , and moved back. The Ninth were only 4 days in this tour of the line, and they were very successful. However casualties were 1 in 4. Private Dick Laws was lucky and lived to fight in the next tour, soon to happen.</div>
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The Ninth then had 9 days to recover behind the lines at Dickenbusch and Steenvoorde. They returned to the line on 30 September to relieve the 47th Battalion on Anzac Ridge. A large force of Australians joined with New Zealanders to capture Broodeseinde. In moving up , the ninth was very heavily shelled, but with few casualties.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While the Ninth was still behind the lines, Broodseinde was captured on 4 October with many German prisoners. After this the German Artillery were very quiet, but not for long. On 5 0ctober in continuous rain, the Ninth moved further up to the Supply Lines just behind the Front Line, and relieved the Eighth. That afternoon the German guns started up again firing at the Front Line. The next day these guns shelled further back at the Supply Lines, which were severely hit.</div>
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This is where Dick Laws was badly wounded with shrapnel in the head, officially recorded as “GSW head severe.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Ninth continued at the front 5 more days until 11 October, and on this tour suffered 150 casualties, about 1 in 6. Dick was unlucky to be one of these, but at least he was not one of the 40 dead.</div>
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Charles Bean's History of this battle describes the days of pouring rain and the greasy and collapsing “roads”, making it very slow and difficult to move up guns and supplies and to evacuate the wounded. Perhaps Dick was wounded before the conditions became extreme, but it was after the rains came. So it is notable that he was evacuated so promptly. His record shows he was carried to the casualty clearing station on the same day he was wounded, and he was in the 12<sup>th</sup> General Hospital at Rouen far away the next day. Within a week, he was in England at Exeter in the Devon Voluntary Aid Hospital.<br />
Read more about the Hospital at <a href="http://www.devonremembers.info/exeter-war-hospitals-project/">http://www.devonremembers.info/exeter-war-hospitals-project/</a></div>
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On 4 December 1916, Sgt Laws was the Sergeant in Charge of the Guard, for 24 hours from 3 pm, a duty he had often done before. There were 8 prisoners held in the guard house - not prisoners of war, but fellow soldiers being held on various charges from drunkenness to desertion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sgt Laws did all his inspections of the camp throughout the night as set out in the regulations, and all was well. On his 8 am inspection, all was still in order.</div>
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Soon after the sergeant left the guardhouse on his 8am inspection,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>2 of the 8 prisoners escaped, telling the others to say nothing for an hour or so, to give them time to get away. Both were notorious and frequent offenders, and one of them was being held awaiting his trial for escaping from another gaol. About 9 o'clock a Provost Sergeant walked past, and the other prisoners told him that the two had escaped.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The provost sergeant found Sgt Laws and told him to go and report their escape. Sgt Laws could not believe the escapees could be far away and did a search for them. When he did not find them, he then went up to the command centre to report the incident. But unluckily the Provost Sergeant had appeared there a short while before him.</div>
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Dick Laws was charged with neglect of duty in allowing two prisoners to escape. This was an automatic charge for the commander of the guard, no matter what the circumstances. He also incurred a second charge in that he failed to report the escape (even though he was about to do so after his search for them). Dick was held in the guard room for 11 days until tried on 17 December by 3 British army officers. He did not question any of the witnesses and he said nothing in his own defence, probably realizing it was useless to do so. Conviction and sentence were automatic – Guilty and 2 years hard labour.</div>
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Three days later, the Australian Captain in charge of the Australian troops at Etaples appealed against the sentence very strongly, stating Sergeant Laws had been at the base for 2 months and had carried out his duties most satisfactorily, and the escapees were clever repeat offenders. The sentence was reduced to 6 months. Dick spent Christmas in gaol. Then on 6 January on further appeal by his Captain, the sentence was suspended and Dick was released to join his unit. However his conviction remained, and is still in his record today. He was reduced to Private, and would never advance in the army with this blemish on his record.</div>
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At last the time had come for the Reinforcements to join their 9<sup>th</sup> Battalion at the battlefront, and they all left – except Private Laws! He was required to stay at Etaples to give evidence in the trial of the 2 who had escaped when he was in charge of the Guard. ( They had been caught the next day.)<br />
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The 9<sup>th</sup> Battalion had been in the thick of the fighting since coming from Egypt to France in March 1916. In 8 months they had fought the battles of Pozieres, Monquet Farm, and Flers. Casualties were heavy and reinforcements had periodically arrived, but the 15<sup>th</sup> reinforcements had not been needed until now. After the bitter cold and extreme wet and mud at Flers, “nearly all the troops were more or less ill”. They were taken out of the line for 2 months to recover their normal health through sports, marches, and adequate food and rest.. On 20 January they were about to sit down to a belated Christmas Dinner donated by the people of Queensland.(They had been in the line on Christmas Day.) Suddenly in marched their 15<sup>th</sup> Reinforcements, quite unexpectedly from Etaples, and the dinner was shared with them. But Private Laws was still at Etaples, to arrive a month later to join them.</div>
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-6049487532040921772018-04-28T15:19:00.002+10:002021-12-01T23:45:46.497+10:00Off to War-Dick Laws <h2>
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The new soldiers were eager to join up with their 9<sup>th</sup>
Battalion and get to fight the Enemy. By the time their reinforcements left on
the “Commonwealth”, the 9<sup>th</sup> were on the battlefields of France after
leaving Egypt where they had regrouped after the failed Gallipoli campaign. But
it was to be much more than a year before Dick caught up with his battalion.</div>
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One month after their departure, there occurred the first
anniversary of the landing at Gallipoli. This first Anzac Day was celebrated
with parades, ceremonies, and displays in schools and public places. The
newspaper “The Queenslander” in its issue on the 29 April 1916, reported many
of these commemorations. Also featured in this issue was its report of the
departure of the “Commonwealth” the previous month, with 4 full pages of small
individual portraits of every soldier on the boat, including the 111 men in the
9<sup>th</sup> Battalion, Sergeant R. W. Laws being one of them.</div>
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When the family read this exciting newspaper, they had
already received postcards from Dick sent from West Australia. The troops were
kept on board until Freemantle, where they were allowed ashore briefly. It was
an opportunity to buy and send postcards home, and Dick the athlete did some
training too. “I went for a good long run.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He was feeling the confined space, and the lack of activity and the
heat. “It is very stale on board. Most of the troops sleep on deck, but it is<b>
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Then they were landed in Egypt where they trained for 3
months in camps recently vacated by the soldiers from Gallipoli, now in France.
Dick had his 21<sup>st</sup> birthday here, and it is hoped he did manage to
celebrate this birthday, because for the next birthday he was in hospital in
France, for the next he was in hospital again in England, and before the next
birthday he was dead.</div>
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From Egypt they were sent to England to train further in the
big British camps on the southern downs, waiting until needed to replace
casualties in their regiment fighting in France. Dick was at Tidworth Barracks
on Perham Downs and sent from there letters and postcards every mail to someone
at home. He was missing his big warm family, but always wrote lightheartedly.
He wrote to his 12 year old brother Frank - “Just a line to let you know I have
not forgotten you and I would like to see you again. We have lots of fun here
and aeroplanes are as common as motorcars are in Warwick. There were 8 flying
over our camp the other day.”<br />
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However, a little later his boredom and frustration were
revealed to his older sister Lily when he writes to her - “We have not left
England yet, but I don't think it will be long before we do. I will not be
sorry because I am just about fed up of all the training we are getting.” This
was then 11 months since he had joined up.</div>
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Finally, 2 weeks after this, the reinforcements were moved to
north France, being marched in to Etaples on 16 October 1916. This was the big
British base camp where all new arrivals to France were sent for their final
toughening up training at “The Bullring” before being sent to the front.</div>
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Soon after his arrival, Dick purchased more postcards and
posted them off to reach home by Christmas. The ones he sent to his sisters
were special ones with colourful, pretty embroidered organza panels. Two of
them had a pocket which contained a similarly embroidered handkerchief. These
were greatly treasured then and still are a hundred years later.<br />
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Also in October 1916 Dick Laws voted for the first time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All soldiers over 21 had to vote when there
was an election in Australia, and also now in the Referendum to enact a law
that all Australian men should be conscripted to serve overseas. Men enlisted
in the Services voted in a small majority for Yes, but the overall Australia
vote was a majority for No. So unlike most other countries, Australian forces
fighting overseas remained all volunteers.</div>
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The final hard training went on, and it seemed Sergeant Laws
would soon march out to his 9<sup>th</sup> Battalion with flying colours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But this was not to be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A most unfortunate event ruined Dick's future
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Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-22680398962026806502018-04-26T20:16:00.001+10:002021-12-01T23:46:10.083+10:00Richard William Laws 1894-1918-before World War 1<br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> This story was provided by Helen Butler, niece of Richard Laws and she has allowed publication here.</span></div>
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Richard Laws was born at Berry, N.S.W., on 23 May1895, the
second child of Lionel and Louisa Laws.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In the next 20 years, their family would increase to 10 children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Father Lionel had grown up in Queensland and he
became a bridge carpenter , but from 1890 there was a depression in Queensland with a
failure of the banks,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and construction
work had stopped.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So Lionel had found
work in N.S.W, where the South Coast Railway Line was being extended from Kiama
to Nowra.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There he met and married a
local girl Lou, one of the large Chamberlain family established at Berry.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back L to R Louisa, Lionel , Lily, Richard, Lionel Snr<br />
Front: baby Colin, Victor, Jessie, Frank, Fred</td></tr>
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When the railway was finished, Lionel found other work<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and stayed on in the area.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By 1896, the Queensland economy had recovered
somewhat and Lionel was able to find work there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So he returned to Brisbane with Lou and the
two boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Richard was just a toddler.</div>
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At this time, Railways in Queensland were built for the government by
contractors.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lionel worked for the
contractor W.C.Wilcocks, and would go away to work wherever the next contract
was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This meant he was away from home
often.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, when he worked on the
Gladstone to Rockhampton line, the family, now with five children, all went
with him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They lived at first in a
railway camp in the bush, but later in Gladstone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here Richard, always known as Dick, attended
the Gladstone State School. Then in 1904 when the line was completed, the
family was back in Brisbane, and Dick and his older brother Lionel went to the
Normal School.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were great mates
and used to walk the 12 kilometres from their home in Clayfield to Sandgate to
go swimming.<br />
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In 1906, Laws & Trewick in partnership won the contract
to build the Helene Street Road Bridge in Warwick. So early in 1907 the
family,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>now with eight children, went to
live in Warwick.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the bridge was
finished, Lionel contracted on his own for all sorts of jobs, some in distant
places but the family remained in Warwick
for nine years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then they moved to
Allora.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>( This move was after Dick had
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Dick attended<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the
Warwick West State school until he was 14.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then he went to work for his father.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Father had been diagnosed with an enlarged heart, so he took his two
eldest boys to help him in his work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>However, after two years, his condition improved, and he apprenticed
Dick to a plumber.</div>
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The Laws boys were keen sportsmen . Rugby was probably their
favourite.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dick and his older brother
Lionel played from a young age with the Warwick Boomerang Club<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>– Rugby Union at first , then from 1915,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rugby League with the widespread switch to
the new code. In 1913, Dick was only 18, but he played in the Senior team as
well as the Junior team , and both teams won their premiership.</div>
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Dick Laws was a very good racing cyclist, both road and
track.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was also a good swimmer and
diver,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>excelling in the competitions
held by the Warwick Swimming club in the river.</div>
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The Commonwealth Military Cadets was another activity for all
boys and young men.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Starting in the
schools at 11 years of age, boys learned drill and military discipline and
became very fit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Progressing to the
Senior cadets and the Citizen cadets, they learned all the soldier skills,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>including rifle shooting even before cadet
training became compulsory. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> H</span>e became a
crack marksman later.<br />
Dick was a keen cadet, passing his Sergeant's exam
while only 13 years old .</div>
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At the outbreak of war, both Dick and his older brother
Lionel had many years training in the Cadets.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Like most of the young men then,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>they enjoyed learning the skills, and the activity, and the
mateship.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now here was a real war!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A chance to be a real soldier! It was
exciting and adventurous, and besides it was your DUTY – as the propaganda was
constantly telling you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both Dick and
his brother were keen to enlist and be in it all.</div>
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However it was discussed in the family and agreed definitely
that both could not go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of them had
to stay for the family's sake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Father's
heart was a worry still.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mother had
never been strong since she had survived Typhoid fever in Brisbane just after
she had her fourth child , and now she was expecting her tenth child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dick's brother Frank,who was 12 years old at
the time, remembered well the family discussions about this problem, and had
always thought it was agreed by all that Dick was the one to go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the truth was learned sixty years
later.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When asked about it, his older
brother Lionel stated,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Yes, we both
were very keen to join up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And Yes, there
was much family discussion. But Dick just up and did it !!! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lionel was still angry about it in his old
age. That might explain why Dick did not enlist in Warwick, but went to
Toowoomba to “ do it “.</div>
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So Richard Laws aged 20 enlisted on 9 October 1915, and
became # 4829 in the A I F.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After 5
months training in Brisbane, he went home to Warwick to say his goodbyes,
including to his new baby sister Thelma only 3 months old.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thelma used to say in later years, “My
brother Dick saw me, but I never ever saw him. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dick's mother and father went down to
Brisbane and farewelled their soldier son on 28 March 1916, as HMAT
'Commonwealth'<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sailed down the river
with the 15<sup>th</sup> Reinforcements of the Ninth Division.</div>
<br />Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-85121868131407394952018-04-18T17:53:00.004+10:002021-12-02T21:09:56.317+10:00Sunday School Cards<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Do you remember getting Sunday School cards?<br />
It was a disaster if you missed a Sunday because you missed out on the card for that day.<br />
I wasn't diligent enough to keep any of mine but here are some that my Laws Grandparents kept.<br />
Why am I finding them now? I'm going through all the things that my Mother has collected, one of my Uncle's things and the Laws grandparents things as well in readiness for the Laws family reunion in May.<br />
I wonder what other treasures I will find.Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6525209191085042754.post-4302964950100686892018-04-16T11:36:00.004+10:002021-12-02T21:10:21.890+10:00Olive Emily Laws Part 5The story continues<br />
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When the war came, Bert and the next door neighbour built an
air-raid shelter between the two properties for their families. It was
underground, steps leading down from either side. She broke her little toe during
this effort. Bert finally joined up as only one Manager was allowed to a
business and as he was the youngest, he decided to join the Air force ground
staff.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bert Wood in Air Force uniform</td></tr>
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It was a struggle - four children - living on an allowance
from his Air force pay, so she washed and ironed for American Servicemen. This
was done with a wood copper and hand washing. One day a week preparing dinners
for servicemen at Albert St Methodist Hall and of course still the one day a
week to her mother to help. Each night she wrote to Bert who was stationed in
Darwin.</div>
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When the war was over and the children were moving into teenage
years the home was always open to their friends. Once a month the young people
from the church would have a party, of singing around the piano and games and
more often than not it was at the Wood residence. She always enjoyed this and
had a lovely supper prepared. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She always
gave her children opportunities to work hard in the church preparing concerts
and Sunday School Anniversaries. Bert would paint backdrops for the concerts
and she would always work hard at home and do the extra things when members of the
family were busy with church activities. </div>
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She used to enjoy going to the Boomerang Theatre to see a
film of a Friday or Saturday night or just a drive to Woolloongabba to buy
fruit was quite an outing of an evening when the children were small. </div>
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In the children's teenage years many holidays were spent at
Burleigh Heads. One year the tent we were in was completely ripped to shreds in
a Cyclone. She wasn't a great lover of surfing but she enjoyed the beach and
simple pleasures were watching the people on roller skates at the open air rink
at Burleigh. </div>
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She would have loved to have learnt to dance but she wasn't
allowed to, so to watch people dance or skate gave her enjoyment. Her father
died in July 1949 at 75 years, her mother died in May 1953 at 76 years and her
sister Eileen passed away in May 1958 at 53 years. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back row:Eileen and Dorrie Laws Front row: Bert & Olive Wood, Emily & Percy Laws</td></tr>
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Shirley married Bill in 1956; Jean married Don in 1957;
Cliff married Helen in 1961; and Alan married June in 1962. All her family
lived in Brisbane. Grandchildren began to arrive and the first week out of hospital
she always looked after the family with the new baby. </div>
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Their hardware store at Woolloongabba and their home at Annerley
were both taken by Main Roads as they were in the path of the proposed South
East Freeway. They came to live at Aspley.</div>
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Christmas has always been a very special time in our family.
We all came home for Christmas lunch and dinner. She always enjoyed preparing
the traditional meal and the Christmas Pudding Recipe which has been handed
down is something to rave about. At night the grandchildren with the help of
their mothers performed in a concert on a stage and backdrop prepared by Bert .
From the time she was married Christmas dinner was at her home, her mother, father
and sister Dorothy came. </div>
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Bert took a job for a few years and when he retired they
went on a touring holiday to Perth. They worked hard in the garden and yard at
Aspley always keeping it immaculate. Bert died in January 1979 at 72 years. She
stayed on at Aspley working hard in the garden. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her home was badly damaged in the bad hail
storm that hit Aspley. Her brother, Percy died in 1985 at 86 years and her
sister, Dorothy passed away in 1988 just one month short of 87 years, so she is
the only member of her family alive. (1)</div>
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While she was working in the garden at Aspley someone crept
into her home and stole her purse. This naturally unnerved her and with the
many instances on TV involving the elderly she became fearful. She was also
becoming forgetful about tablets she had to take so agreed to be assessed for
admittance into an aged home. She enjoyed once a week her day at the respite
centre at Aspley. She was accepted and moved into John Wesley Gardens hostel
care. She took part in activities there always folding the serviettes ready for
the dinner table. She spent just over 2 years there. After a few mini strokes
she was sent to Jacaranda Village Prince Charles Hospital for further
assessment and was finally placed at St. Lukes. </div>
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Her favourite meals would be roast dinners or steak &
kidney, bread and butter pudding and steam puddings. She was always busy with
her hands sewing, knitting, crochet, cooking. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her family was the most important thing in her
life. In fact after Bert died her family was her whole life for she didn't mix
in any circle of friends until just before she went to John Wesley Gardens when
it was suggested she go one day a week to the respite centre at Aspley which
she enjoyed. During the war she didn't have much in the way of clothes but she
always liked to dress well and in later years she has had a nice wardrobe of
clothes.</div>
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(1) It is probable that this was written before she died in 1999.Judy Lofthousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11152542917936069225noreply@blogger.com0