Friday, 6 April 2012

F is for Flying Cloud

Not as in the 1851 clipper that set the fastest sailing time between New York and San Francisco. 
Not as in the immigrant ship that brought typhus to Sydney in 1864 and which was criminally under-rationed on its arrival. 
Not as in the Airship R-505 (also known as a blimp). 
Not as in the mining holding.
And, not as in the "very handsome" thorough-bred horse once owned by Mr E. Mitchell Esq. 


F is for the brig Flying Cloud built in Omaha, New Zealand in March 1867, sold at auction on 29 August 1867 after some serious controversy in New Zealand (which I am still investigating) and put on berth to Sydney where it was purchased by our Robert, in partnership with Messrs. Urquhart and McLaughlan, on 5 October 1867 for the sum of £2450. 


22 August 1867 Daily Southern Cross 

Variously referred to in newspaper records as a brig, a barque and a schooner (which are actually all quite different types of ships) the Flying Cloud was approximately 323 tons of Kiwi construction and timber. As best I can tell she was actually a "brig" which traditionally are squared-rigged, two masted ships. 
 She was put to use sailing between Australian ports such as Adelaide, Sydney and Newcastle, and as far as Hong Kong and Mauritius carrying shipments of coal and sugar. On one such journey between Mauritius and Australia, a seamen by the name of James Harris was lost overboard. Sadly,  she was wrecked off of Cape Banks in South Australia on 4 April 1870, thankfully, with all crew saved.
She is just one of a handful of ships owned by our Robert but not the only to end in pieces.


Because of the popularity of the name it's hard to determine which ship is being referred to in various articles so I will update you as I know more!

E is for Exlineal

Nothing came immediately to mind with the letter E when preparing for this challenge. So I googled inspiration! Amongst the thousands of genealogy-related "e" words, a little gem popped up on the unusually titled website The Phronistery and its Compendium of Lost Words

As the title suggests, the words have been lost from English, probably because no one could pronounce them! Amongst tongue-twisteres like celeripedean and adnascentia though, was the easy to articulate "exlineal".

E, therefore, is for Exlineal.  As in 'out of the direct line of descent'. [1]

Although no longer a word (and apparently only in use in 1716!) I reckon genealogists should look at bringing exlineal back into usage. It sure beats 'cousin three times removed'! It's also a helpful way to describe what it is I am doing with our family tree. At the moment I am following the direct line of ascent from my maternal grandfather, or the paternal lineal path from Pa. 

Let me demonstrate with pictures:


For our purposes, Pa (1) is a lineal descendant of Alexander Cameron as is Alexander Cameron (2) and Jessy Horn (3). Pa is also a lineal descendant of Robert Cameron but Alexander (2) and Jessy (3) are exlineal descendants of Robert ie, they are not part of the direct line. 

But don't think for a minute that they are any less important to the tree. It's important to follow the exlineal branches cos you'll never know where they might lead you and who you might find... As another genealogist said:
"Treat the broth­ers and sis­ters of your ances­tors as equals … even if some of them were in jail." [2]

So, who's for bringing back 'exlineal'?




E is for Excuses...

And for Exhaustion.

E is for Easter Friday so I can get both my E and F post to you today!
 - sorry for the delay!

someecards.com - Let's celebrate the end of Lent by doing everything we pretended to give up for Lent

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

D is for Death

As in the Leveller. As in the other certainty in life (after taxes of course). As in the accidental death of "a young man working at Mr. Cameron's sawmills at Wickham". [1]

In times past I think it's fair to generalise that occupational health and safety probably wasn't a priority. Deaths at work for those who relied on their physicality to earn a living were unfortunately all too common: in factories and mines, on building sites and in shipyards. From the gravity of the injury suffered by our Robert  and the nature of work undertaken in sawmills generally, it's clear that this was a risky business. Such deaths, while always tragic, would no doubt have occurred more regularly than they should have and have been reported in the newspaper (if for no other reason than to publicly acknowledge the loss of someone's father / brother / husband). And the seriousness of this awful work-place accident was such that it was always going to be reported and reported widely, but what surprised me when I found it (again, on Trove) was the detail with which it was reported.


The "melancholy and fatal accident" [2] of nineteen year old Andrew Crossley, who was employed as an engine driver at the Wickham sawmill owned by our Robert, occurred on Thursday, 11 May 1871. It was reported that Saturday in the Maitland Mercury [3] and then in the Empire in Sydney on Monday [2]. On Tuesday, by which time there had been an inquest into the incident, the Sydney Morning Herald featured an article which painted as blood-spattered a picture of the event as "the scene of the terrible casualty" was at the time the article's author visited it. It wasn't enough to communicate that poor Andrew Crossley "had been completely cut in two by one of the circular saws" the reporter writes [if you're feeling queasy, probably best not to read on...]:
"the travelling bench, the saw, the adjacent timber, the tie-beams, and even the interior of the roofing thickly be-splattered with blood and portions of the bone and flesh from the body of the unfortunate deceased. The corpse presented a frightful spectacle, a deep gash extended from immediately under the sternum to the vicinity of the right knee, completely severing the chest and laying open the whole of the intestines, and the pallor of the body showed it to be completely emptied of blood." [1]
How exactly he came to be on the saw is a little bit speculative. There is no suggestion that it was anything sinister. In fact, the inquest made a verdict of accidental death with no blame to be attached to anyone connected with the works. But, while many of his workmates were present when the accident happened and in fact helped pull him off the saw, none of them witnessed exactly how he came to be on the saw. They either "heard a noise from the saw, as if it was cutting through a piece of wood, .. turned around and saw deceased lying on the front of the saw", "heard a crash; ... looked up and deceased was across the saw" or "stopped down to put some sawdust into the bag: when [they] looked up [they] saw him fast on the saw; [they] heard no noise".[1][*] What was suggested was that he took a route through the machinery to short-cut a task or caught his heel on the saw and in one short moment of poor judgement, making one tiny mistake - he paid with his life. 

Unidentified sawmill, [NSW, n.d.]
Unidentified sawmill, NSW.
This image was scanned from a negative in the Bert Lovett collection.
It is part of the Norm Barney Photographic Collection,
held by Cultural Collections at the University of Newcastle, NSW, Australia


[1] 1871 'THE FRIGHTFUL SAWMILL ACCIDENT AT NEWCASTLE.', The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 - 1954), 16 May, p. 3, viewed 4 April, 2012, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article13238822

[2] 1871 'MELANCHOLY AND FATAL ACCIDENT.', Empire(Sydney, NSW : 1850 - 1875), 15 May, p. 3, viewed 4 April, 2012, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article60872068

[3] 1871 'LOCAL NEWS.', The Maitland Mercury & Hunter River General Advertiser (NSW : 1843 - 1893), 13 May, p. 3, viewed 4 April, 2012, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article18753993


[*] It's always interesting reading witness account as no one person ever remembers the same details (or maybe that's just the lawyer in me?)

Tuesday, 3 April 2012

C is for Cameron.

On day three of the challenge, C is for Cameron

As in Clan Cameron: of Lochaber in the West Highlands of Scotland, descended from Donald Dubh and enemy of the MacIntosh clan. As in the name that provides us, Cam's Fam, with a sense of history and lineage and connects us to each other and thousands of others around the world.

The name evolved from the Scottish Gaelic words cam-shròn or 'crooked nose'. No doubt such a prominent feature of one of our forebears that the nickname was used by others to identify him and then adopted by him, and in turn his family, as his importance grew. Over time his influence in the lands where he lived meant that he commanded loyalty from those nearby or they offered allegiance in return for protection. We don't really know when or who this first Camshron was. However, by marriage, by allegiance, by birth and even battle the name spread and the clan with it so that by the early 1400s it  was well enough established to a. be considered a clan and b. have their first real Chief - a man by the name of Donald Dubh (or Donald the Black)[1].

The history is a little complicated and my research a little hazy but suffice it to say, the clan's history reads like a novel with battles, allegiances, political intrigue and even a blood feud! And like every respectable Scottish clan, the Camerons have a castle, a tartan and a crest (see the blog banner for the latter two)! I will continue to recount the Clan's tale in future posts but it's been a long week (yes, I know it's only Tuesday) so I will sign off and wish you all,

"Chlanna nan con thigibh a so's gheibh sibh feoil"


[1] It seems that naming sons for fathers and/or grandfathers is a Cameron trait not limited to our branch! All of the last six Chiefs are Donalds! 


p.s. The gobbledegook Gaelic phrase above is the Cameron war cry and translates to "Sons of the hounds, come here and get flesh"

Monday, 2 April 2012

B is for Brian

B is for Brian. 

As in Brian Livermore Cameron.


Born in Sydney on 11 April 1922, youngest son of Harold Verney Cameron and Edith Florence Wadley, youngest brother to our Pa and only uncle to our folks of the Cameron persuasion.

1940 George Street Sydney
Brian on right
With Pa, he grew up in Lindfield and attended the local public school. But, while Pa went to Chatswood High, Brian attended North Sydney Tech. In his final years of school, war broke out in Europe. And so, on 13 October 1941, at aged 19, Brian enlisted in the Australian Military Forces.

His full war time service began a few weeks later on 5 November 1941. It wasn’t until almost a month later on 7 December 1941 that the States officially declared war after Japan’s bombing of Pearl Harbour in Hawaii. For the next four years, the world was at war on two fronts – Europe and the Pacific - during which time Brian was based in Australia, serving in the Northern Territory, NSW and Townsville. On 5 May 1945, the day after the German forces surrendered to the British in Berlin, Brian's battalion arrived on the island of Morotai (part of the Netherlands East Indies, in the Indonesian archipelago). Morotai was an important Allied base from where the American and Australian army launched a number of  offensives against the remaining Japanese troops in the Pacific.

The Japanese continued fighting until August 1945 when the Americans' atomic bombs brokered their surrender. Morotai then became the site of a number of ceremonies, marking the surrender of Japanese troops[*]. After one such ceremony, Brian embarked on the Westralia for service on the Ambon Islands. There he remained until the end of Janaury 1946, returning to Australia before officially discharged from the army on account of demobilization on 26 April 1946, aged 24 years.  

1942 Brian Cameron & Edith Cameron
Brian and his mum, Edith
When he enlisted, Brian noted that his normal occupation, or trade, was advertising, but that his present occupation was a clerk. It was an occupation he returned to in the immediate post war years. He also had a number of other jobs in the proceedings years, including a  commercial traveller, like his father and his brother. But, it seems he took most enjoyment from customer service - working longest at the BP Service station in Chatswood and then the Pro Shop at Castle Cove Golf Club. He was married late in life, co-incidently enough to my paternal grandmother Beth (yes, making my parents related, but only by marriage!) but the marriage ended and they divorced some years later. Brian died in Sydney on 14 January 2006, aged 83. 

But, the dates and facts above are no measure of the man. 

Aunty Tine describes him as a "very gentle soul, quiet and private" and generous: paying for her to go on a school excursion to the Barrier Reef, and always bringing back great presents from his cruise holidays. Uncle Neil says "he was a good bloke" and "especially generous at birthday times". What the documents also fail to document is his fondness for symphonies and cricket, and his love for his VW!


[*] Based on photos, it appears Brian was present for at least one such ceremony. I believe it may have been the surrender of the Japanese Second Army at the Australian I Corps’ sports ground to Australian General Thomas Blarney on 9 September 1945. 

Sunday, 1 April 2012

A is for Accident

Any regular readers may have noticed a new image on the right hand-side of this blog, as well as a new page tap above this post 'April 2012's A to Z Blogging Challenge'. Today, therefore, is day one of blogging in alphabetical order of my chosen subject matter being, of course, Cam's Fam. And so...

A is for Accident. 

As in 'an accident of a very serious nature [that] happened ... to Mr Cameron, of Wickham steam saw-mills, by which it is greatly feared he will lose his right hand' [1]

I found this reference searching the aptly named Trove website of digitised Australian newspapers. It is exactly that: a treasure trove of information and revelations about the past. And, to my excitement, our past!

The Mr Cameron referred to in the article on p. 3 of Maitland Mercury & Hunter River General Advertiser is our Robert, formerly of Garmouth. While I have only really fed you tidbits of his background, (with more to be revealed in due course), an accident involving him was newsworthy because our Robert was quite the entrepreneur and pioneering businessman in the fledgling Hunter region of the mid to late 1800s. 

At various periods of his life he was a shipbuilder, government contractor, and timber merchant. At the time of the accident in 1873 he was the owner of a saw-mill in Wickham. Thankfully it didn't appear to incapacitate him as he died at the grand old age of 80 but, with no occupational health and safety officers to provide follow-up reports on the incident, it is a mystery as to whether our Robert did indeed lose his right hand...

[1] 1873 'NEWCASTLE.', The Maitland Mercury & Hunter River General Advertiser (NSW : 1843 - 1893), 13 March, p. 3, viewed 1 April, 2012, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article18771864. 
SERIOUS ACCIDENT.-We regret to learn that an accident of a very serious nature happened, on    Saturday, to Mr. Cameron, of the Wickham steam saw- mills, by which it is greatly to be feared he will lose his right hand. It appears that Mr. Cameron was adjusting some part of the machinery, when, in withdrawing his hand, he got it in between the cylinder and the bench, thereby severely crushing it. Although a very serious affair, we are glad to be able to state that Mr. Cameron is able to get about and look after his business.

Monday, 19 March 2012

Sydney's latest Octogenarian

Sydney's Harbour Bridge turns 80 today. 

After almost ten years of construction, the Coathanger was officially opened on 19 March 1932. The designated ribbon cutter was to be then Premier Jack Lang. He was pipped at the post however by a sword-wielding horse-riding uniformed Francis de Groot who cut the ribbon, opening the Bridge on behalf of the people of New South Wales in a political protest at Lang's politics and the fact that a member of the Royal Family wasn't performing the opening ceremony. 

Didi was about 7 years old at this time but she recalls visiting Sydney with her parents a few years before the Bridge was complete. She says the Bridge was about a third done on one side and half done on the other and she was so amazed that on her return to school in the small country town of Ando she excitedly drew it for her classmates and teacher to see. But they couldn't believe that this was at all possible and she said she was so hurt that they didn't believe her.

I imagine that to Didi the Bridge looked much like the photo below - borrowed from Ancestry.com.au's collection of around 2500 photos of the Coathanger's construction. Definitely worth a browse...



Australia, Sydney Harbour Bridge Construction, 1922-1933

Saturday, 17 March 2012

Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig oraibh!


I have no idea how to pronounce it either but the message is "St Patrick's Day blessing to you all!" Or, "Fiddly diddly dee, potatoes!"

I know that a few of my Irish-born or Irish-blooded friends have been celebrating all things green today - as have a few not-so-Irish! And, Cam's Fam, I'm afraid we fall into the latter category. 

As best as I can tell, there's no luck of the Irish in our family. It did look promising for a little while on Didi's side as the 1861 Census in Bradford, Yorkshire, England noted that her great grandmother on her mother's side, Mary Anthistle, was born in Ireland. However, subsequent censuses (censii?) suggest she was a homegrown Bradford girl. 

It may yet turn out that we're a little bit Irish, particularly when there's conflicting information in different sources that I haven't been able to verify. But for the moment we'll just have to hang out for Tartan Day and get our Scottish Pride on on 1 July!

Thursday, 15 March 2012

Date with Didi

This Sunday I am meeting with Didi to show her all the new leaves on the Family Tree. While comfortable using her mobile, internet is a little bit too much so I'll take my laptop and the tree to her.

Part of the plan is to also start noting down many of her recollections, memories and stories for future Camerons.

Can I ask then, Cam's Fam, what would you like me to ask Didi? Any topics of conversation I should begin or memories you'd like her to share?

Private message me or comment on this post by clicking on the Comments below:


Looking forward to hearing from you!