Henry Kelly

Henry Kelly

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Constable Henry Kelly was married to Therese May Kelly and had some children when he died in 1919.

Death of Constable Kelly.

The sudden death of First-CIass Constable Henry Kelly at Gosford on Saturday morning last cast a gloom over the community, for he was an exceptionally popular officer and a man highly esteemed and respected by all classes of the people. His illness hardly extended, over 24 hours, and the doctor’s certificate attributed heart failure as being the cause of death. Deceased was a native of Orange, and was 38 years of age.

He served three years with the Bushmen’s Contingent in the Boer War, and held the King and Queen’s medals with. 6 clasps. Joining the Police Force 16 years ago, he was stationed at Newcastle and Ourimbah, and three years ago came to Gosford as a permanent officer. He married Miss Boland, daughter of Mr. John Boland, of Allandale, near Cessnock, and leaves a widow and two children to mourn their irreparable loss. Miss . Boland is sister to Sergeant Boland, one time stationed at Gosford. The funeral on Sunday afternoon was one of the largest ever seen in the district.

Some 60 young men walked in front of the hearse, on either side of which marched members of the local Police Force. First-class Constables Noble (Gosford), Russell (Woy Woy), Cross and Moloney (Newcastle) acted as pall -bearers, and Sergeant Morris (Gosford), Sergeant O’Rourke and Constable Harding (Wyong), Sergeant Boland and Plain Clothes Constable Ryan (Newcastle; were also in attendance. Floral tributes smothered the silver-mounted cedar casket, and included those forwarded by the Newcastle and district police, Brisbane Water police, and Railway Station and Refreshment Room staffs.

There were over 50 vehicles in the procession. The graveside obsequies at Point Clare cemetery were conducted by the Rev. Father Kelly assisted by Rev. Father Hogan, of Sydney.

Mr. R. H. Creighton carried out the mortuary arrangements. We tender our heartfelt sympathy to the £bereaved family in the loss of a loving husband and father. The late ‘ Constable Kelly was a splendid fellow, most appreciated by those who knew him at best, and his untimely end touches the tender chord bespeaking the heart’s sorrow and regret at the passing of a man he could be rightly classed ‘one of Nature’s gentlemen.

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George Lamb Fagan

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Roman Catholic Section 1 Row 2 Plot 26 and 27

George Fagan’s father Peter Fagan (born 1793, died 1876 aged 83 years) was one of the early residents and pioneers of the district. Peter Fagan arrived in the area in about 1836. Peter Fagan had financial interests, timber getting and property interests in Sydney.

George was the eighth of Peter Fagan’s nine children. Peter Fagan had the mail contract for the mail from Sydney to Gosford and also Kincumber with George being the rider who picked up the mail. George married Agnes Baptist in 1885 and Agnes is buried in the plot next to George. Also contained in this plot is there married Daughter, Edith Compton, (nee Fagan).

The Fagan family did well over time with the exception of the following disaster to which most families would want the following episode expunged from the history books.

9th December 1865,

(from the Sydney Morning Herald, page 3)

LOCAL AND COLONIAL INTELLIGENCE.

Mournful Occurrence Three Women Poisoned at Brisbane Water;

And two others persons not expected to survive – Intelligence of a most distressing disaster reached Sydney on Thursday, to the effect that three women Miss Gilligan, Mrs Fagan, and Miss Margaret Fagan died at Gosford, Brisbane Water, on Wednesday, as the result of their having taken poison. – It is also stated, that another daughter and a son of Mr and Mrs Fagan are likewise suffering from the effects of poison, and that no hope is to be entertained of their recovery.

The particulars’ relating to the cause of this dreadful catastrophe have not as yet been definitely ascertained but, – it is understood there is some reason to suppose that it is the result of accident. It is considered probable that a quantity of strychnine used on the station for poisoning native dogs had, by some mischance, become mixed with the, flour, and that thus, in the form of bread or of, pastry, it has been consumed by the deceased. However this may be the facts of .this painful incident will, no doubt be disclosed at the investigation, which will, have to take place before the Coroner’s court.

It may be mentioned that Mr Fagan, in riding from Brisbane Water to fetch a doctor was thrown from his horse, arid his arm was broken. Miss Gilligan and Mrs Fagan were the sisters of Mr Michael and Mr Edward Gilligan, butchers, carrying on business in George Street, near the Haymarket, and the former went on a visit to her sister (Mrs Fagan) about a fortnight ago.

Coffins were dispatched yesterday in which to bring up the remains of the deceased, and arrangements have been made with Mr Manning for one of the Illawarra Steam Navigation Company’s vessels to call in at Brisbane Water this morning, The bodies when brought to Sydney, will be conveyed to the church to St. Joseph (within St Mary’s Cathedral). The family to which the deceased all belonged have long been resident in Sydney, and it is believed are widely known and respected. The news of their terrible bereavement will awaken the sincerest sympathy with the relatives of the deceased, and all must deeply deplore the untimely death of the unfortunate sufferers.

The following are the sworn statements from the Coronial enquiry, you will note that the paper got some of the first reports totally incorrect.

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Inquiry held at Cooranbean near Gosford on view of the bodies of Mrs Margaret Fagan, Bridget Gilligan and Margaret Fagan there lying dead on the 6th 7th 8th days of December 1865.

Peter Fagan on oath States I am a Farmer and reside a Cooranbean, Brisbane Waters this morning the deceased Bridget Gilligan sister of my wife who had been staying here for the last 14 days for the benefit of her health, said to me that she did not feel very well and that she would like a glass of wine and quinine if i would mix it for her.

I went and got the quinine bottle as i then thought and brought it with a bottle of port wine into the sitting room where my wife was. I then gave the deceased Bridget a small dose which she drank. After which my daughter said she would have some, I mixed another dose for her which she drank, she said it was very bitter and nasty, at which we all laughed and my son Joseph said he would take some too, and I gave him some. But I don’t think that he got as much as the other two. My wife the deceased Margaret Fagan, then asked to have some also and i put some more into the glass, she then said you must take a little with us and i said I would but as the wine was nearly done remarked that I would try how it tasted in a nobbler of rum and then I put some into the glass but not so much as the others had.

My Daughter Mary got a glass as well as the rest, but did not take so much after we had our doses I got upon my horse to go as far as Town which is about one and a half miles from my place. When i went to get off the horse I found that I had no use of my limbs and felt quite faint I was afraid that i was going to have a fit and went into Crause’s Public where I spoke to John Smith a butcher living in Gosford, he advised me to try some hot grog and i went and got a hot nobbler of brandy and water. I then went up to the Post Office and spoke to Mr Battley still feeling ill.

I got upon my horse to ride home when I got as far as the Punt, (there was no bridge at Narrara Creek at this stage) I met one of my men on horseback who told me that they were all dying and that he was going for the Priest and that I was to go for the Doctor. I told him that I lost the use of my limbs and could not move. I endeavoured to reach home as quick as I could but when I was getting out of the Punt I fell and put my shoulder out joint and had great difficulty reaching home and when I did I found that my wife Margaret Fagan and her sister Bridget Gilligan and my daughter Margaret Fagan were dead and that my son Joseph and daughter Mary were in a dying state.

I feel satisfied that i must have taken the wrong bottle and gave them Strychnine by mistake i kept the medicines in a box and had the strychnine along with the rest. I was aware that the bottle containing the Quinine was a different shape from the one that had the strychnine in it but it was so long since I had used them that I forgot which was in which. Before I gave the mixture I put it to my lips and tasted it and it seemed all right being quite bitter.

I have often given Quinine when they were ill and used it greatly for ague. I have had the strychnine in the house for above nine years there was no direction on either of the bottles.

I made the mistake where I said Bridget Gilligan had the first glass it was my daughter Margaret who first got it, and i did not give her so much as the others.

My wife and I drank out of the same glass. I drank first and only took a little while my wife finished the glass.

I did not think that I had given anyone a dose of quinine for the last four years, neither have I used the strychnine for that time. i got the strychnine for the purpose of destroying the native dogs and have poisoned numbers of them. I am now very ill and owing to my shoulder being out cannot sign this deposition.

Signed with an X, dated 7th December 1865

William Fagan on oath states I am the sixth son of Peter Fagan and reside at Cooranbean. Yesterday I was at work driving bullocks across the creek, my brother Joseph who was behind me called out to me that he was ill, and when I went up to him  he was lying on the ground. I asked him what was the matter and he told father had given him something out of a bottle and that he did not think father knew what it was. he complained of cramps all over his body which he seemed to take in starts. I assisted him upon his horse and brought him as far as the punt. Where his brother Michael  brought  the Punt over and took him home. Whilst we were near the Punt our servant Richard Houston came down and said that mother was ill upon which I ran home and the first thing I saw – my Aunt Bridget Gilligan lying dead on the floor and my mother  dead in the verandah – also my sister the deceased Margaret Fagan was also lying in the verandah and my sister Mary along with her- they were both alive and the deceased Margaret Fagan complained of great pain and asked me to let her lie easy I was then holding her in my arms, she had her eyes closed and could scarcely speak , as I  had heard that they had taken poison, i got some whites of egg and forced it into her mouth, when I was giving it to her she said don’t but after swallowing it she asked for more and then vomited. She then asked for a drink of water and i gave her some in a cup with a little brandy in it. After drinking it my brother Charles took care of her and I went to my sister.

My sister Mary was not so bad she was able to speak and said she must have taken strychnine, my brother Joseph had told me the names of all of those who had taken the mixture from father

I then went for the Doctor and on my return found that my sister Margaret was dead. On my way for the Doctor I met father coming home and told him mother was dead he began to cry and said something but I could not tell what it was, being in such a state of excitement he told me that his shoulder was out and I helped him for about 20 yards on the road home.

My Father mother and all of us lived happily and quietly together. I heard my father speaking about quinine a few days previous and my aunt and all of them said it was good for some complaints.

Sworn on the 7th December 1865, William Fagan.

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The above picture is of Joseph Fagan standing next to the Henry Kendall Rock.

Joseph Fagan on oath states i am  the youngest son of Peter Fagan and reside at Cooranbean, yesterday about 12 at noon , i rode  u p from the Punt and asked father if he was ready ti go to town, as i would put him across he was then in the sitting room and had a small bottle in his hand. My sister Margaret one of the deceased had complained of a pain in her head and father said he would give her some wine and quinine which would do her good and he mixed some powder in wine which she drank after which mother said I had better have some also. So father gave her some in a glass after which the deceased Bridget Gilligan had a glass then my sister Mary after which father mixed some more in a glass of rum part of which he drank and the deceased Margret Fagan my mother finished what was left in the glass.    a few minutes later father and i got upon our horses and after a  going across the punt father rode in the direction of town and I continued on the road to the sawyers pit all at once I felt quite giddy  and then fell down feeling very ill I managed to coo ee to my brother William heard it and came to me he got me upon my horse and brought me home when I saw mother lying dead and heard my sister and aunt were dying I then became insensible and know nothing more that took place.

My father kept medicines locked up in a box I would know the bottle that father had in his hand of the two bottles now produced I recognise the round one as that out of which father took the powder.

After I had drank my glass I noticed a good deal of sediment left in the bottom of the glass.

My sister Mary did not finish all she had in her glass I heard my mother ask father if he was sure he had the right bottle and he then asked me if it tasted bitter which i said it did when he said it was all right. My sister Margaret had taken her glass before I had come in it was my aunt that was taking it when i came in. Father did not press any of us to take the medicine.

Father, mother and all of us have lived happily together.

Sworn 7th December 1865 Joseph Fagan

Robert Thomas auld of Sarahville having been duly sworn, I am a qualified medical practitioner of NSW Medical board, I was called to see a Family who were said to be poisoned, I found Mrs Fagan, Bridget Gilligan and Margaret Fagan lying dead – on examination they presented a rigid appearance presenting to all appearance a very sudden death arising as if it were from poison, the jaws and bodies were quite stiff and rigid more than that of a deceased body under other circumstances.

I then saw Mary Fagan and Joseph Fagan reaching and vomiting violently complaining  of general spasms and twitching in different parts of the body.

 I then saw Peter Fagan the father who complained of merely squeamishness with similar spasmodic twitches but in a much slighter degree. He had also suffered a dislocation of the right shoulder.

Two bottles were handed to me which i now produce, one containing about 6 grains of strychnine and the other about 12 grains of quinine, from what Peter Fagan informed I should say he had given nearly or about 6 grains amongst the whole.

It is my opinion that the deaths occurred as a result and effects of the poison.

I have no experience of poisoning  by strychnine but the suddenness of the deaths from what I have related and from the contents of the bottle, death has been the result. When the bottles were handed to me there were no labels upon them and i now hand them over to the Sergeant of Police in the same state I got them.

In colour and taste they much resemble each other and might be easily mistaken by an ignorant or careless person. The strychnine in the bottle is partly in crystals and partly in powder.

Sworn 7th December 1865, R. T. Auld.

The inquiry was adjourned for the day as Charles Fagan was not sufficiently calm and collected to give evidence.

Richard Houston on oath, states that i am a servant of Peter Fagan and reside at Cooranbean. Yesterday i was at work outside when I heard the deceased Mrs Fagan calling for me when I came she told me to go for her son Charles as she was very ill. I at once went to the creek where he was at work and told him to come home and got there before me.

I should say I was about an hour before I got back and when I did Mrs Fagan was dead.

8th December 1865 Richard Houston.

Charles Fagan on Oath states I am the eldest son of Peter Fagan and reside at Cooranbean. Last Wednesday about 11 a.m. I was at work on the other side of the creek about half a mile from home when I heard our servant Richard Houston calling me and he told me Mrs Fagan had sent him for me, as my sister had fallen down and had the cramp badly.

I put my horse into the punt and galloped home, where the first person I saw was my aunt, the deceased Bridget Gilligan, lying on the floor in great agony. I next saw my mother the deceased Margaret Fagan  lying dead on the verandah and my sister the deceased Margaret Fagan almost dead in the same place.

My sister Mary close to her my brother Peter then came to me I asked my Aunt what could I do for her and she asked me to lift her head which I did. My sister Mary told me that they had taken poison, having strychnine in place of Quinine which father had mixed up for them.

My brother Peter then gave our sister Mary some egg whites and i tried to do the same to my sister Margaret but she could not swallow it and asked me to hold her in my arms, I did so and in a few moments she died.

My brother William had started  for the punt and the Doctor but before the doctor arrived they were all gone. That is Mother, aunt and sister, after I has raised my aunts head I ran into the verandah an on my return she was dead.

I know that my father kept medicines in a box and also that he had strychnine. A few days back my sister complained of being unwell and my father said that a little quinine would be good for her.

I heard my sister Margaret say in the morning that she had not been able to sleep all night

Father mother and all of us lived happily together.

Sworn 8th December 1865 Charles Fagan

I find that the deceased Mrs Margaret Fagan  aged 50, Bridget Gilligan Aged 38, and Margaret Fagan aged 24, died from the effects of strychnine poisoning  accidentally administered to them instead of quinine by Peter Fagan of Cooranbean. Signed Boyd Horsburgh J.P.

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Sydney Morning Herald

9th December 1865

DEATHS.

GILLIGAN-FAGAN.-On the 6th instant, at Gosford, Brisbane Water, Bridget Frances Gilligan, the beloved sister of Michael Edward Gilligan, of George-street, Haymarket.

Also, at same place, Margaret, the beloved wife of Peter Fagan, of Gosford, and sister of Michael and Edward Gilligan, of Haymarket, Sydney. Also, at same place, Margaret Terese, the beloved daughter of Peter and Margaret Fagan, and niece of Messrs. M. and E. Gilligan, Haymarket.

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21st February, 1924

Death of Mr. G. L. Fagan.

We regret to announce the death of Mr. George Lamb Fagan, which took place at his residence, ‘Oak Haven,’ West Gosford, on Friday last, at the age of 85 years. The deceased gentle man was a member of the Fagan family settled in Brisbane Water in 1836, and he ‘was born at the Old Farm (Point Clare) in 1838.

The family moved to Coorambene Creek a few years later. The Old Farm was known in the early days as ‘Willy Willy,’ so called by the blacks who at that time existed in great numbers. Mr. Fagan, senior., had the mail contract between Gosford and Sydney (and in later years to Kincumber), and as a youth, George had the job on the Sydney side of the Hawkesbury River, and when the mail was brought –across Peat’s Ferry his brother Joe brought it over the ridges to Gosford. Even as a boy, George Fagan had a passion for racehorses, and many a winner he rode in the days of Victoria Park.

In later years he became an owner on the Metropolitan courses, and his first mare of note was Mabel, who won many races and was the idol of the stable boy, Teddy Keys, who later on blossomed out as a trainer, and is the same Teddy Keys that racing people know so well to-day.

Mabel ‘s best race was that in which she won the Mayor ‘s Cup at Randwick in the days when C. J. Roberts was Mayor of Sydney, and the prize of £300 and the Cup (which is at ‘Oak Haven’) was considered an extra big race at the time.

Mr. Fagan owned another mare of which he was very proud, named Phyllis, and she won a great number of races. She was backed by the stable to win five thousand in the Hawkesbury Autumn Handicap at Clarendon, and had the race well won when the boy began to pull her up, and something came with a late run; before the boy could get Phyllis going again they passed the post, and the five thousand was lost by a head. Mr. Fagan was a member of the firm of Fagan Bros., who had timber mills at Camden, Haven, and a wharf at Market Street, in Sydney, where they carried on business as timber merchants for many years.

Tie was married to Miss Agnes Baptist in 1885, and his widow and one daughter (Mrs. Frank Compton, of Gosford), survive him. He was a great admirer and ardent friend of Henry Kendall, and is one of those whose initials are cut on the famous Kendall ‘s Rock, near Coorambene, mentioned in the immortal poem, ‘Names Upon a Stone.’

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Mr. Fagan continued his racing right to the end and his horses, Teo and Icango, were well known at local meetings. He was very largely interested in Ascot Racecourse, and had many investments in the Metropolis.

He loved his home by Sweet Narara Creek, and often the writer had a chat with him about the days of Kendall and the shingle splitters. Of the fine old family of Fagans, known to all the pioneering families of Brisbane Water, only our much respected Joseph (The Colonel) remains, and to him, and to Mrs. Fagan and Mr. and Mrs. Compton we extend our hearty sympathy in their bereavement. The funeral took place at Point Clare Cemetery on Saturday and the remains of George Lamb Fagan lie between the home in which he was born ‘Willy Willy,’ and that in which he was reared, Coorambene,’ and he is within half a mile of Kendall’s Rock on the west, and his beloved Narara Creek on the east; and only a little distance from ‘Coorambene’ Creek. We who knew him best reverently say:

‘May the turf rest lightly on him. ‘

The Rev. Father Donovan officiated at the graveside, and Mr. R. H. Creighton carried, out the mortuary arrangements in his usual dignified and reverent manner.

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13th May 1926

‘NAMES UPON A STONE.’

Thus a Sydney daily paper: —

What lover of the poetry of Henry Kendall does not know his charming poem, ‘Names Upon a Stone,’ written when he was living with his friend, George Fagan, in a delightful nook on Coorumbine Creek, near Gosford?

But probably very few of Kendall’s devotees know that the stone which literally formed the basis for the poem is to be seen still — standing in quiet majesty above the ‘many fluted frills of the creek, and canopied by the whispering trees that stand as they stood when the poet lingered there, with ‘a beauty like the light of song’ in his thoughts.

‘H.K.; G.F.; X, 74’ (October., 1874) — these initials and figures were carved deeply into the rugged sandstone boulder, and, though moss grown, -are almost as plain as they were when the poet carved them over …fifty years ago.

What a place for a pilgrimage to Kendall ‘s memory! Alas, the vandals have been there. Although the stone is on the property of the Jusfrute Company, the managing director of which (Captain Adcock) does – his best to safeguard the hallowed spot, casual visitors have found it out- and x chipped their nondescript names above, below, and all about the famous inscription. This on picturesque old stone that ought to be regarded as a national treasure.

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15th March 1928

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Death of Mrs. Fagan

News to-day of the sudden decease of Mrs. Agnes I. Fagan, a well-known and highly respected resident of West Gosford, came as a great shock among her large circle of friends,:- Deceased was a fine old lady who had passed the allotted span; she died in the early hours of this (Thursday) morning, at the ripe age of 83. After a short illness, Mrs. Fagan had entered St. Vincent’s Private Hospital, Sydney, three weeks ago, intending to rest, when a further and more serious illness overtook her, and proved fatal. Deceased had been a resident of Gosford for the past 15 years, and lived on the banks of Narara Creek in a fine house near Fagan ‘s Bridge, with her husband, the late George Fagan, who predeceased her three years ago. She was born in Sydney, and was a daughter of the late Thomas Baptist, and was perhaps one of the oldest living native-born citizens of New South Wales. Mrs. Fagan was widely known for her philanthropic works, and was a willing helper of anyone in need. She leaves a daughter and son-in-law (Mr. and Mrs. Frank Compton, of West Gosford), two sisters, one (Miss Baptist, of Sydney), aged 81, and the other (a resident of Mosman), aged 94; and one grandchild. The interment takes place at noon to-morrow (Friday), in the Roman Catholic portion of Pt. Clare Cemetery.

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William Short Moase

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William Short Moase was the township’s  blacksmith wheelwright and farrier there are many advertisements for Moase and Sons in the local paper. The family had three sons and four daughters. The eldest William Mark Moase had a distinguished career in World War One attaining the rank of Sergeant and awards.

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Upon return William junior became the Secretary of the newly formed Gosford branch of the RSL. Ern another brother was active in the local theatre scene and Victor was a keen football and cricket player.

Only two of the Moase daughters regularly turn up in the local papers and were very active amongst the community with both Eileen and Lucy being mentioned often in the social pages.  

William senior was 65 years of age in 1924, when his business moved further north along Mann street from its original site of just off the corner of Mann and Erina Streets.

I think he could see the writing on the wall as the horse and cart was making way for the advent of the automobile. William senior died a couple of years later aged 69.

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Unless otherwise stated all excerpts are from the Gosford Advocate and Wyong Times

27th October 1911

Whilst engaged shoeing a draught horse last Friday, Mr. W. S. Moase, local blacksmith, received a bump on one side, resulting in the fracture of two ribs. We are glad to say he is getting on well.

20th March 1924

PROPOSED NEW GOSFORD HOTEL

The well-known site in Mann Street at present occupied by Mr. W. Moase, blacksmith, and Moane ‘s garage, has been purchased, we are informed, for the purpose of erecting a large residential hotel, built on the latest continental style. This building will be a great acquisition to the town of Gosford, as the position at the corner of Mann and Erina Streets will be a central one. We are given to
understand that the purchasers of the property are contemplating spending up to. £30,000 on the establishment to be erected on it. Mr. Bert Dalton is applying to the next Licensing Court for a license for the premises. The plan of the proposed building will be on view in Mann Street within a few days.

And in the next edition of the paper a poem was entered, note the poem makes mention of Mr Jack Weir the Butcher, and Father of the boys in the previous post. They were neighbours in life and 3 plots away from each other for eternity.

3rd April 1924

FORGING.

For years and years in passing, we have watched the embers glow, ‘

As Billy plied the bellows to the fire;

And now we hear it whispered that the smithy has to go,

The Bilmose firm of wheelwright’s will re-tyre

To premises up further, near the Cresswell lighting crew,

Where daily will the anvil chorus ring;

And sparks will fly from dynamos, and from the anvils, too,

While noise around that neighbourhood will cling.

It’s ‘shoer’ to be lively, and Jack Weir-ily will say:

‘Oh, blast the furnace and the hammers, too

nit the blooming beef at Knight, and kept awake all day,

From this great noise, I’ll soon bid tooraloo.

And Bill says ‘Holy Moases, boy, ‘I cannot help the row,

For iron on to iron makes a clang;

Don’t steel away, dear Jacky for I hereby make a vow

I’ll  get some rubber hammers for the gang.

So all will be quite peaceful and we close our little song,

And soon we set the stage for moving day;

So up the street a little, our old friend will come along,

And for the new hotel hip-hip-hooray.

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13th March 1928

Death of Mr. W. S. Moase

THE INQUIRY. 

Mr. W. E. Kirkness, J.P., District Coroner, on March 12, at Gosford Court House, heard evidence concerning the death on the railway line on February 27 of Mr. W. S. Moase.

Constable W. R. Crotty, Gosford, stated that when he was called to the scene, a passenger tram was standing about ‘400 yards south of Gosford rail way station, and the body of deceased was lying on a stretcher. Dr. Paul came and made an examination, and pronounced life extinct. When going to the front of the engine witness found a pair of boat sculls, one of which was split through the blade, while the other was slightly damaged.

There was also a small bag of fishing tackle and bait. On the left side of the engine front there was some green weed bait, and on the buffer plate was portion of a pipe owned by deceased. With the assistance of others, witness carried the body to the residence of Ernest Moase, son of the deceased. Witness saw a notice on the northern end of the bridge, warning persons against crossing.

Dr. Paul deposed that there: was no life in deceased ‘s body when witness hurried to the railway  line in response to a call. There was a wound on the point of the chin, but no other external marks of injury, except scratches on the back of the right hand. In witness’ opinion, death was due to fracture of the skull, the blow on the jaw would be communicated to the skull. Witness had known deceased for many years as an industrious and respectable man, whose hobby was fishing. Witness had no reason to suppose that intemperance had anything to do with the death.

Frederick Gaven, fireman, living at Lawson St., Hamilton, said he was firing on No. 68, Newcastle to Sydney, and shortly after leaving Gosford heard the engine whistle sounded. The driver shortly afterwards pulled the train up, saying as he applied the brakes that the train had run over a man. Their speed had been 25 miles per hour. At the time the warning whistle blew, a goods train was passing. The line was slightly curved at the soot, so that witness could not see far along it.

James Edmond Parkes, laborer, Railway Street, Gosford, was fishing near Gosford railway bridge, and saw the engine of the passenger .train strike the paddles carried by deceased; they were thrown up in the air. Witness’ further view was obstructed by the train. Deceased’s boat was moored on the western side of the line, and might have been reached without walking on the rails. Deceased was a retired blacksmith of good character, whose hobby was fishing.

James Stott, stationed at Broadmead was driver of the engine of the passenger train. About half a mile past Gosford he noticed a man walking on the left side of the line, carrying on his shoulder something which looked like a piece of timber. Witness sounded the whistle as a warning; deceased did not turn round till the engine was within 10 or 15 yards, when he turned as if to walk across the embankment, in front of the engine. Witness immediately applied the air brake, and brought the train to a standstill; it stopped in about 120 yards. Witness went to the sixth carriage, and saw a man lying on the ground. Witness did not actually see the engine strike deceased, as he stooped to apply the air brake as soon as deceased started to cross the line, immediately the goods train passed. It was not possible to do anything to avoid striking a person on the line under such circumstances. Ernest John Moase, son of deceased, related that the body was brought to his house. Deceased’s life was not insured; he had no property, and left no will. He was born at Bradford (England), aid was a retired blacksmith.

The Verdict.

The Coroner found that William Short Moase, aged 69 years, at Gosford on February 27, died from injuries accidentally received through being struck by a passing train. He also found that no blame whatever was attachable to the train crew.

Coroner’s Closing Remarks. Mr. Kirkness., at the close of the inquiry, called the driver and fireman and expressed his sympathy with them in the unfortunate circumstance that had been forced, on them. He said that his knowledge of railway drivers, gained through cases of this kind that had come before him, convinced him that drivers had to accept the responsibility of protecting thousands of lives, and the safety of their train.

Without exception these men lived right up to their responsibility. It must be nerve-racking to be involved in tragedies of this kind.

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24th October 1935

Flying Spark Caused Death of Noela Bird

Coroner Warmly Praises Dick Wells’ Brave Act

‘I find that Noela Bird, aged 5 years, died, in the Hinemoa Private Hospital. Gosford, on October 13, as the result of injuries accidentally received on October 12 in Erina Street, Gosford, as the result of ‘her .clothing becoming ignited from a spark flying from a blacksmith’s anvil.

This was the finding of Hon. W. E. Kirkness, District .Coroner, as the result of a coronial inquiry last Monday.

Addressing Richard Wells, the Coroner said: ‘I must compliment and congratulate you on the bravo thing you did. The subsequent death of the child was in no way due to any fault on your part. You are entitled to the thanks of the public- and the Department I represent.’

Proceedings were watched on behalf of the Police by Senior Constable A. Brown who was also present to assist the Coroner.

BROTHER’S STORY TO FATHER

Harry James Bird, living in Watt Street, Gosford, father of the child, said, that Noela, who was 4 years and 11 months, and had been born at Terrigal, was sent on a message with her brother Bruce, aged 7 years, about 9 o’clock on ‘Saturday morning. A little later Bruce ran home and said that Noela had been burned. He stated that his sister and lie had been near the door of Moase’s blacksmith’s  shop, watching the sparks fly. Noela had said to him ‘My dress is alight!’ He had tried to put out the fire. With his wife, witness had hurried to the scene and had met Mr. Wells.

Noela had been taken into the home of Mrs Weir. They went with their daughter in the ambulance to the hospital in which Noela died next day. They had not ‘been able to find anyone who had seen the fire start.

Dr. G. M. Duncan, who treated the child at the hospital, stated that the burns were extensive, and the girl was suffering severely from shock. From the outset he ‘had considered the chance of recovery was slight.

‘RIPPED OFF CLOTHES’

Richard Wells, bread carter, deposed, that at 9 a.m. on Saturday, October 12, he was delivering bread in Watt Street, when Ire heard a scream come from Erina Street and saw a child, running with her clothes afire. He ran to her and tried to put out the flames.

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Failing to extinguish them, he had ripped off her clothes. The child was taken into the ‘house of Mrs. Weir and the Ambulance called. He could see that the girl had been, severely burned. About ten seconds only elapsed from the time he saw her until the clothes had been pulled off. He had received severe burns on both ‘hands.

The Coroner congratulated the witness, as stated above.
Ernest John Moase, blacksmiths of Erina Street, stated that he was welding iron in ‘his shop on the Saturday morning and the sparks were flying about. He heard a’ child scream and went to the doorway from which he could sec Mr. Wells pulling off the burning clothes from a child. In his opinion the clothes caught fire from a spark from the anvil. He had just noticed that two children were standing at the doorway.

Senior Constable Brown stated that as a result of his inquiries he was of opinion that the burns had been accidentally received, and that there was no evidence of neglect or carelessness on the part of anyone concerned in the accident.

Sometime soon after the death of Noela Bird Ern Moase shut the forge ending the blacksmithing era in Gosford, and left the district.

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9th October 1940                              

MRS. SARAH MARY M0ASE

The death has occurred at Drummoyne of Mrs. Sarah Mary Moase, of Gosford, at the age of 75 years. Sincere sympathy is expressed to her large family, all of whom are well known in this district were some of them still live.

The late Mrs. Moase’s, husband, Mr. William Moase, was killed in a railway accident at Gosford 12 years ago. The following are sons and daughters: — Mr. William Moase (Drummoyne); Mr. Ernest Moase (Port Kembla) ; Mrs. Breen (Gosford); Mrs. Chaseling (Tuggerah); Mr. Victor Moase (Five Dock); Mrs. Ridgewell (Lithgow); Mrs. Eden (Woollahra).

The funeral left Drummoyne after Requiem Mass and proceeded by road to Gosford where the remains were conveyed to the Point Clare Cemetery for interment.

The late Mrs. Moase was living with her son, William, at Drummoyne when her death occurred.

She had been devoting herself to the care of the children left motherless by the death of Mr. William Moase’s wife some years ago

11th October 1940

Funeral of Mrs. Sarah M. Moase

Many Floral Tributes The Rev. Father Berkery officiated at the funeral of the late Mrs. Sarah Mary Moase, of Gosford, who died at Drummoyne recently. The remains were laid to rest in the Point Clare Cemetery.

Floral tributes were received from the following: — Mrs. Lewis, Mi’s. Gleeson, Miss Paterson and Bob; Mr. and Mrs. S. J. Parsons and family (Lightfoot); Lionel and Kit; Royal Hotel staff; Coulter family; Ada and Bill Phillips; Olwyn and Jack Little; residents of Drummoyne; Mrs. Hennessey and Roy; Mrs. Guerin and J. A. Guerin; Mr. and Mrs. Jollow; Mrs. W. H. Parry and family; Mrs. Benson and Doris; Mrs. Coull and family; Mrs. Rose and Etna; Kit and Walter; Mr. and Mrs. Wallace Chaseling; ‘Richards’ Avenue (Drummoyne) residents; Mr: and Mrs. C. R. McNiven (Drummoyne) ; Mr. and Mrs. H. M. Eden and family; Mr. and Mrs. H. Mitchell and family; Mrs. L. C. Hill and Mrs. J. E. King; Val, Lorna, Tom and Yvonne Jollow; ?Jim, Lloyd, Vera, Doreen; Miss C. Fry.

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Cecil and Francis Morris

Grave Site Roman Catholic Section 1 Row 1 Plot 1

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Francis Lyle and Cecil William Morris
Both the sons of Sergeant 2nd class William Morris of Gosford Police Station,
Francis Lyle Morris died 21 October 1916, aged 20 years.
Cecil William Morris, died 6th August, 1915, aged 21 years. (as per the stone).

Unless otherwise stated all newspaper referrals are from the Gosford Times and Wyong District Advocate (1906 – 1954)

Francis Lyle and Cecil William Morris.

This is the grave that has caused the most historical anomalies in the written histories of Point Clare Cemetery in the past. The first internment occurred in January 1916 (Fred Cox), and with the Morris stone mentioning a date in 1915, the Morris’s grave site is often mistakenly listed as the oldest and first in the cemetery.

Cecil Morris died in 1915 at the battle of Lone Pine, none of the bodies from that battle were repatriated to Australia.

Francis Lyle Morris died just over a year from when the news of his brother’s death became known, yet not officially confirmed. When Francis Morris died in 1916, his father commissioned the headstone to have both the brother’s names on it, and as with the tradition the names were placed in the chronological order of the deaths and so Cecil’s name is above Francis’s.

So it is Francis’s burial plot and Cecil’s place of memorial.

The William Morris and family moved to Sydney in 1922 and lived in Abbotsford and are buried in Rookwood Cemetery.

We learn of Cecil’s war tale via a series of soldiers letters published by the local paper. There is below, a link to Cecil’s War record, it contains a particularly distressing letter (which has been included on this page scroll down) from Cecil’s father when he wants it confirmed that Cecil has indeed been killed on the war front. 

 

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A Soldier’s Letter.

Mr. Henry Hastings, of Gosford, now with the Australian soldiers in Egypt, writes to his parents, Mr. and Mrs. William Hastings: —

Suez Canal, December 3. — We are told no censorship will be exercised over these letters, but even so, I cannot tell much for we have to little time before the mail goes. Cairo is to be our destination, so after all it is to be hot instead of cold weather, but ‘ so far, I have not found the heat as great as, our Australian heat.

We have just passed a French vessel going the opposite way. She greeted us with English, cheers, and our band played the Marseillaise. The Canal is just wide enough to allow two ships to pass. Each side seems to be endless stretches of sand, while every little way along are men on garrison duty, who are very much in  evidence.

Our men are all well now. Ern Bailey (formerly schoolteacher at – Gosford), is very well, though like the rest of us, the heat has thinned him a bit. So are Donald, Ken, and Tom Robertson, and Cecil Morris; the Sergeant’s son.

Their friends might be glad to know, if they do not happen, to hear from them — and there are such hosts of letters, thousands in every mail, that no one knows whether many of them will ever reach their destination.

Young Burns, whose place adjoins “Fraternus ” on Mangrove Mountain, is on this boat, too, and Mitchell, who was in the Newcastle Scottish’ Rifles when George and I were there, and several men, too, whom I knew in Narrandera.

Alexandria, December 5th. — We arrived here yesterday, after -7% weeks. Two companies of infantry went out of our ship to-day. The New Zealanders left their ships yesterday, and with other troops have gone on to Cairo. We (the Army Medical Corps) will leave to-morrow. Everything is in readiness, and ‘Tights out” has just sounded, so I must , stop in a minute.

Egyptian; scenery so far seems to bentirely sand and rocks, but all the color of the towns makes them look like a bazaar or fancy fair.

Mena Camp, Pyramids, Cairo,

December. 7.— We arrived here at eight o’clock last night, and are camped right at the foot of the Pyramids, just about 10 miles out of Cairo. The British flag; is to be hoisted in Cairo to-morrow. The mail closes at once, and we are awfully busy, so I can’t write any more how. The ticket enclosed is a Cairo tram ticket. Loving greetings to you all, — HENRY.

The following link is to Henry Hasting’s War Record

http://recordsearch.naa.gov.au/SearchNRetrieve/Gallery151/dist/JGalleryViewer.aspx?B=4768273&S=1&N=27#/SearchNRetrieve/NAAMedia/ShowImage.aspx?B=4768273&T=P&S=27

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14th May 1915

The following is an excerpt of the local paper,

Word has been received that’ Mr Cecil Morris, son of Sergeant Morris, Gosford, has been detained in Malta Hospital suffering from a bayonet thrust in the leg.

9th July 1915

Private Cecil Morris, son of Sergeant Morris, of Gosford, writes

from Imafa, Malta, under date May 5 : — . –

I suppose you have heard all – about our battle with the Turks. I am wounded in the leg and hand with shrapnel after having bad a fortnight’s fighting. We were landed, under a perfect hail off shot and shell, in small boats each containing about 50 men.

Some of the boats by the time they reached the shore had nothing but loads of mangled humanity. The Turks bad hundreds of machine guns td ‘ concealed batteries .. commanding the beach, and it looked an utter impossibility for our men to land.

However, we fixed bayonets, jumped out of the boats into the water up to our waists, and made for the shore. We were soon struggling with wire entanglements fitted under the water, again there was heavy slaughter among the landing parties before we finally got to the land. The Turks then endeavoured to drive us back into the sea with the bayonet, “but our chaps, ‘knowing what was in store, fought as never a fight has been waged before and gradually gained foothold.

The coast where we landed is something like Terrigal round about The Skillion, and we had to scale up these huge cliffs that were absolutely swarming with the enemy. They were yelling “Allah, Allah!” and sounding all the British bugle calls.

Others were shouting out orders to retreat, the object being to confuse us. But we  had warnings about the enemy’s tactics and took no notice of them, beyond rushing their trenches with the bayonet.

The Australians fought with such grim tenacity, that the enemy gave way everywhere, and retired to the heights from where they fired volleys of rifle fire on the attackers below.

The Turks were officered by Germans. While we were landing, one of them stood up and yelled in English, ” Come on, you Kangaroo, you are not fighting Cairo now.

After an hour’s fighting, and with the assistance of the warships (Queen Elizabeth included), we had control of the hill and started to advance and built trenches under heavy fire for the day.

When advancing, the order was to run ahead about 20 yards, one at a time, and drop down, eventually forming one long line. During these operations’ I had a peculiar, creepy experience; I was advancing and ran up the required distance and dropped between two other comrades. I asked the one on my right the range and he did not answer. Turning to the one on my left I repeated the question, but no reply came. Both poor fellows were stone dead, shot through the head while still remaining in a firing position.

Needless to say, I soon shifted on. We were entrenched one night about 10 o’clock and the order came along from mouth to mouth, “Cease firing, Indians on the right about to charge.” So we stopped firing.

The Turks then came in thousands, but we mowed them down. This looked a bit “fishy,” and our officer told us to look out for anyone passing orders. Another order started to come along, and the chap that started it was grabbed. He turned out to be a German dressed in an Australian uniform. He has ceased to exist.

It was the second Sunday, at 8 o’clock at night, that I got hit. The wounds, however, were not serious, although I was packed off to the hospital at Malta. The British call us the ” white Gurkhas.” An English officer said he never saw men fight like the Australians, and that the fighting was worse than at Mons.

At time of writing I am doing well, but expect to be sent from here to England to get thoroughly well again. I suppose you know more about the Dardanelles in Australia than I have heard. We who have actually been in the firing line know little about things in general, the operations being so extensive. By the bye, when X was hit I was ordered to get back to the first dressing station.

While doing so as best I could, I met an old ” cobber ” and was shaking bands with him when a bullet came ” zip ” and planted itself in his shoulder. He coolly said ” Hold on, I will come with you.” Do not worry about “toe, I am not going to get knocked over/ . I have already had as many lives as a cat. I do not know where Lance Mason or any of the other Gosford chaps are. – Cecil.

This letter was published about a fortnight before his death during the battle of Lone Pine. Lance Mason to whom he refers to made it back after the war.

The following link is to Cecil William Morris’s War record.

http://recordsearch.naa.gov.au/SearchNRetrieve/Interface/ViewImage.aspx?B=7984266

 

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Killed at Gallipoli.

ANOTHER GOSFORD HERO.

In October last Private Mayo, writing home, reported that Private Cecil W. Morris, of Gosford, had been killed in the charge on the Turkish trenches at Lonesome Pine on 6th August last. No confirmatory news was received from the military authorities, and Sergeant Morris at once placed himself in communication with the Officer of Base Records.

Several cables were sent to and fro, and on 16th instant the following letter was received from the Department of Defence : —

‘ In continuation of letter dated 30th ultimo, a further cable has been received from Egypt that No. 160, Private C. W. Morris, 3rd Battalion, was last seen on the parapet of a Turkish trench seriously wounded. The foregoing is the result of an enquiry made to the officer commanding your son’s battalion. —Yours faithfully, J. M. Lean, Capt.”

The letter from the Defence authorities confirms the authenticity of Private Mayo’s statement, and there is little to ‘ doubt but that another of Gosford’s gallant young men has fallen in mortal combat against the enemies of our King and country Private Cecil Morris was the eldest son of  Sergeant Morris, of Gosford, and, had life lived, would have celebrated his 21st birthday on 21st October. He was educated at Gosford, Burwood and Fort Street Superior Schools, and was last employed as clerk in Messrs. Goodall’s office, Sydney. On the outbreak of war he enlisted in the 1st Expeditionary Force and was sent to Egypt and later to the Dardanelles. He was twice wounded prior to the storming of the Turkish trenches at Lonesome Pine. As already stated, Private Morris was but 21 years of age, and was an all-round athlete, just the type of young Australian that would play his part when acts requiring, grit and courage were called for, otherwise he would not have received, his death-blow on the parapet of the enemy’s trenches. We deeply sympathise with the parents and family – relatives in their sad bereavement, but they have the consultation of knowing that their brave young soldier boy died doing his duty with his face to the foe, as so many of our gallant young Australians have done in this cruel and world-wide war.

Note : It took a little while for Cecils death to be officially confirmed to the Morris family, the official date of death, from the armies records is the 7th of August 1915, but the family having heard before this official notification of his death, had the date of the begining of the Battle of Lone Pine put on the stone… (6th August).

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9th August 1917

ROLL OF HONOR.

MORRIS. — Killed in action at Lone Pine, 7th August, 1915, our dearly loved son and brother, Private Cecil Wm Morris. Aged 21 years 10 months.

No one he loved was by his side,

To bid a fond farewell ;

Or give one word of comfort,

To him they loved so well.

Inserted by his father and mother, sisters and brothers.

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Francis Lyle Morris

Roman Catholic Section 1 Row 1 Plot 1

26th October, 1916

Obituary.

It is with feelings of extreme regret that we are called upon this week to report the death of Francis Lyle Morris, second eldest son of Sergeant William Morris, of Gosford.

The sad event took place in the Sydney Hospital on Friday morning last, the cause of death being *Bright’s disease.

The deceased who was 21 years and 1 month of age, was born at Carinda, and finished his education at Burwood Superior Public School. He entered the Postal Department as a telegraph messenger at Gosford Post Office, and at the time of his death was relieving Postmaster at Cessnock.

Four weeks ago he was taken seriously ill, and admitted to Cessnock Hospital. Sergeant Morris was later on sent for, and the young man was subsequently removed to Sydney Hospital, where the end came a week after admission.

Young Mr. Morris was a gentlemanly and courteous official, and was popular with all sections of the community. He had reached a high standard in the Service,’ and was a brilliant operator. His elder brother, Cecil, was killed at Lone Pine. At that time Lyle, though under age, was also in khaki, but withdrew in response to his mother’s pleadings. The remains were brought to Gosford and interred in Point Clare cemetery on Saturday afternoon. The funeral was largely attended, and Rev. Father Kelly conducted the burial service.

*Bright’s Disease is a term for Renal/Kidney failure.

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