Saturday, January 1, 2011

In the shadow of the bridge


Updated (and corrected) 5 January 2016.

This last lot of gravesites in the Wesleyan section are both on the border of the Anglican section and were either very close to or completely in the way of the second (and present) Grafton Bridge as it was being constructed, completed 1910. Some graves, as I understand, were relocated, but nowhere near as many as had to be relocated for the motorway 50-60 years later. Still, the presence of the bridge dominates this part of Symonds Street Cemetery.


Hopefully Sandy stops by and recognises this (above and below) -- she did a great post on her blog about the sad fate of Emily Keeling back in March 2010. Since then, kind folks have been by and repaired Emily's stone -- but the rest of the gravesite is crumbling.



This one (above) is the shattered stone for two of John Gittos' children, Laura Ann (died 16 January 1872 aged 2 years) and Ernest William (died 26 January 1879 aged 1 year 7 months). Their deaths was during the time that John Gittos was with his father and brothers running the Gittos Tannery at Avondale


This one is so badly smashed. it would take careful work with the cemetery plans and what remains of transcriptions to find out who's here.


This one is truly in the shadow of the Grafton Bridge; shifted on its base, surrounded by construction bare clays instead of the leaves and plants of the rest of the cemetery.


It actually serves to mark a maritime tragedy which was a bit of a challenge to track down, especially with the false lead of the date at the bottom: 8 October 1890. That wasn't when Mrs Isabella Gibson Henderson, wife of Henry Henderson, along with her infant son, drowned off the steamer Mararoa. It happened two years earlier.

The Mararoa, which left Auckland at 6 p.m. on October 3, arrived last night. On Sunday, while approaching the coast, she encountered a terrific gale with fearful sea, which continued till yesterday. At half-past 3 in the afternoon she was suddenly struck by an enormous wave of unusual magnitude, which broke on board with disastrous results. The passengers on the hurricane deck had no warning, and being unable to escape were hurled in all directions. Mrs Henderson (a steerage passenger) and her infant child were carried overboard without any chance of help, and drowned. Two other steerage passengers (Mr White and Mr Herbert) each had his leg broken, and one of the seamen named Jones also had his leg fractured. Another child of Mrs Henderson was fortunately caught by the rail, and hung suspended there until the vessel righted when it was rescued. Several other persons received severe bruises.

(Per United Phess Association.) Auckland, October 9. Mrs Henderson, the lady who was drowned trom the Mararoa, was the wife of Mr H Henderson who recently left Auckland for Ballarat where he is now carrying on business. Mrs Henderson left with her three children in the Mararoa last week in order to join her husband.

 (Otago Daily Times, 10 October 1888)

I am very thankful that the National Library of Australia have put their newspapers online, like those at our own National Library. I couldn't find a death registration for Mrs Henderson, so figured that she hadn't died here -- chances are, the drowning happened in Australian waters, as the Mararoa piled between the colonies of New Zealand and Victoria at the time. A search at Trove, and there it was.

The tragedy was all over the newspapers here at the time.

THE DROWNED PASSENGERS.
From inquiries we have made there appears to be very little doubt that the lady who met with her death under the sad circumstances narrated in the cablegram was a former resident of Auckland. She was the wife of Mr Henry Henderson, an upholsterer in Auckland, who recently proceeded to Ballarat, where he is now carrying on business. Mrs Henderson left with her three children in the Mararoa last week in order to join her husband. She is well-known in Auckland, and prior to her marriage was a Miss Froude, her father being Mr David Froude, of Surrey Hills. Mr Henry Henderson is a brother of Mr John Henderson, painter, of Wyndham-street. The hurricance deck on the Mararoa runs the full length of the vessel, and the second cabin is situated in the after part. None of the saloon passengers sustained any injury.

(Te Aroha News 13 October 1888)

According to this site, Isabella was named after her grandmother, Isabella Gibson, David Froude's mother. David Froude was an Auckland tailor by trade, born in Belfast, Ireland 17 February 1830, and died 26 August 1912. Even that family history site has the wrong date for Isabella's death.



And then there is the unforunate William James Green, who died 7 May 1873.
Auckland, April 29. Mr Green, clerk in the New Zealand Bank, was examining one of Pramton's revolvers in the bank last night, when it went off, lodging the bullet in his left breast, where it still remains. He is still living, but unable to be removed from the bank.

(Christchurch Star 30 April 1873)

While Mr Green, a clerk in the Bank of New Zealand, Auckland, was examining a revolver in the public room of the bank the other day, it accidentally went off, the ball entering the left side near the lower part of the sternum, cutting through the pectoral muscles in a slanting direciion towards the armpit. The bullet, it would appear, had steered clear of the lungs, as the wounded man breathed freely for hours after the accident took place. Death, however, was the result. Mr Green was an acccountant in the Union Bank, Dunedin, in the year 1866. His death, will be regretted by many friends who knew him well.

(Bruce Herald, 23 May 1873)



Dominated by the Grafton Bridge, here lies Rev Thomas Buddle.



THE REV THOMAS BUDDLE.

The death is announced to-day of this gentleman, who had a large number of friends in Nelson, and who was sincerely respected by many who could not claim the privilege of friendship. He commenced his ministry in the Wesleyan Church in 1836, in Bishop Auckland, England, and very shortly afterwards came out to New Zealand, was elected President of the Australasian Conference in 1863, and first President of the New Zealand Conference in 1864. The early years of his ministry in New Zealand were devoted to Maori work in the Auckland district, but in 1866 he was removed from this sphere of usefulness to Christchurch, and was appointed Chairman of the Canterbury district. Subsequently he was stationed at Wellington and Nelson, and while a resident at the former place he was appointed a member of the University Senate, which he resigned upon removal to Auckland in 1874, when he was appointed Principal of the Wesley College at Three Kings, an office which he continued to hold until the sitting of the Conference of 1882 when he retired as a supernumerary. This was made the occasion of the Conference placing on record their sense of the invaluable services he had rendered, which they did in the following resolution : — " That the Conference having heard the request of the Rev. T. Buddie, to be permitted to retire from the full work of the Ministry, accedes thereto with regret. The Conference takes the opportunity of referring to the efficient services rendered to the Church of Christ by Mr Buddle during the long period of forty-seven years. It recognises the ability and fidelity with which he has discharged the multifarious duties that have been assigned him. It magnifies the grace of God whereby His servant has been enabled to occupy and sustain the highest offices in the Australasian Wesleyan Methodist Church. It records its gratitude to the Father of mercies for having spared him to see the enlargement and prosperity of the Church in New Zealand, with the begining of which he was so closely identified. It acknowledges with thankfulness to God the devotedness of his labours, both among the Maoris and English speaking population, these labours having been abundantly owned of God in the salvation of many souls. The Conference rejoices in the high honour that has been conferred upon Mr Buddle, in the presence of all the people, by the Government, as shown by the marks of distinction put upon him in recognition of his knowledge and wisdom in the affairs of State. Now that necessity is laid upon Father Buddle to ask for retirement, the members of the Conference unite in praying that the Lord Jesus Christ, who has guided, instructed, and blessed His servant in the past, will bless him yet more abundantly in the future, and that in the quiet happy evening of a well-spent life, both he and Mrs Buddle (who has been the devoted partner of his life and labors) may realize the richest fulfilment of the great and precious promises, which are to them and to their children.''

(Nelson Evening Mail, 26 June 1883)


What is left of William Phillipps' gravestone. According to the library's cemetery database:

The early 1880s map of the Wesleyan section has two Phillips graves at 4 C 153 and 4 C 154. According to the late 1950's tombstone transcriptions William Phillipps died 14 August 1863 aged 66 years and his wife Charlotte Phillips died 12 September 1868 aged 65 years.
Early 1900s repairs to the Wesleyan section refer to William Phillips, and describe the grave with an "iron railling 2 feet 8 inches high on masonry, headstone in centre 12 inches from West end".
Well, not any more.



Two more bridge construction survivors, those for the Culpan family.



And this one for Charles Hedgcock, died 1868, and Elizabeth, 1875.


Here's one of the gravesites which was probably in the way of work on the bridge.


Finally, the last resting place of Dr. Richard Day.


We regret to record in our obituary column the decease of an old and well-known colonist, Dr. Day. The deceased gentleman was one of the early settlers in the Hokianga district in 1840. From thence he removed to Auckland on the outbreak of the Heke war. For many years he filled the appointment, under the Provincial and General Governments, of public vaccinator, and bore a high reputation for skill and scientific attainments in the practice of his profession.

Of late years the growing infirmities of age caused him to retire from practice and from taking an active part in the management of the public institutions of the city with which his name had been so long identified. He passed away peacefully yesterday morning, having more than fulfilled the allotted span of three score and ten, at the residence of his friend Rev John Hobbs, of whose family he had been an esteemed member for nearly half a century.

(NZ Herald, 24 October 1879)

In 1866 he was Chairman of the Central Board of Vaccination for the Aborigines of New Zealand. It seems he had a coat of arms conferred upon him just four years before he died. Today, beside his grave, under the bridge, part of the homeless community of Auckland dosses down each night. The mattress was just to the left out of the photo shot. No one was home at the time.

Missionaries in the ferns


When the first of this set of graves was dug here, that of Rev Cort Henry Schnackenberg in 1880, this would have been a peaceful part of the slope down to the bottom of Grafton Gully. Native bush and bird song all around, fitting for the last resting place of those who laboured as missionaries for years in the back blocks of this country's early days. Today, of course, on the other side of the overgrowth below is the motorway. How times change.

From left: the graves of Edward Allen, Rev Schnackenberg, George Sargent Jakins and Elizabeth Jakins, Rev Hobbs, and Rev Warren.


It is with feelings of regret we record in our obituary columns this morning the death of the Rev John Hobbs, the oldest Wesleyan missionary in New Zealand, or the Australasian group, and who was a contemporary and fellow-worker in the New Zealand mission field with the Venerable Samuel Marsden, Bishop Williams, Bishop Selwyn, and others who have passed away to their reward. He died last evening at seven o’clock, at the advanced age of 84. Some particulars concerning a career so eventful will be interesting to our readers: --

The Rev John Hobbs was the son of Richard and Elizabeth Hobbs, and born February 21 1800 at St Peter’s, Isle of Thanet, in Kent. His father (who was a local preacher, under John Wesley) was in the building trade, combined with coach-building, and had a large business in which the subject of this memoir was brought up. The knowledge thus acquired proved of great value to him in his mission life. While so engaged in business he also fulfilled the duties of a Wesleyan local preacher.

At the age of 22 the subject of this notice resolved to go to Tasmania, having a strong desire to be of service in his Master’s cause among the convicts in that then penal colony. Soon after his arrival in Tasmania the Revs Nathaniel Turner and Carvoss urged him to write home and offer his services to the Wesleyan Missionary Society. During the interval of hearing from the Society he went to Sydney, where he met the Rev Samuel Marsden who also offered to employ him at once in the Church Missionary Society work if he would go with him to New Zealand, which offer he would have accepted but for being in correspondence with the Wesleyan Missionary Society as well as his father’s parting words. When he told Mr Marsden his determination, that gentleman characteristically replied: “Never mind who you go with, but go.”

On 3rd August 1823, Mr Hobbs sailed from Sydney for New Zealand, in the ship Brampton with Mr Marsden (who was the agent of the Church Missionary Society), the late Archdeacon Henry Williams, and the Rev Nathaniel Turner, a missionary of the Wesleyan Missionary Society. He arrived at the Bay of Islands the same month, and Mr Turner and Mr Hobbs went to Whangaroa to labour. After the destruction of the Mission Station in 1827 by the natives who plundered their house and burnt it, and where they only escaped with their lives through the late chief Patuone taking them under his protection, Mr Hobbs returned to Sydney, where he married Miss Broggreff, who came out from Ramsgate to join him.

The young couple then returned to New Zealand, and went to Hokianga. It was at this station that Patuone and Waka Nene became his true and faithful friends, and remained so till they died. In 1833 Mr Hobbs requested the Home Committee to remove him, and he was directed to go to the Friendly Islands [Tonga] where he speedily acquired the language, took charge of the mission printing press, and soon became quite expert in printing and translating mission publications. Mrs Hobbs’ health, however, soon failed, and a change was ordered by a medical man as the only hope he could hold out and he recommended that they should go to Tasmania.

The whaling ship in which they took passage for Tasmania proved to be in a very leaky condition, and the captain put into the Bay of Islands where the ship was condemned as unseaworthy and beached. Mr Turner, then at Hokianga, having heard of the arrival of Mr Hobbs at the Bay hastened across and requested Mr Hobbs to take charge of the Mission Station then under his care, which he accordingly agreed to do. Mr Hobbs’ previous knowledge of the Maoris and their language proved valuable to the Church, and he soon employed his talent in various departments of Mission labour building houses and boats and in translating and printing the Scriptures in Maori – a work in which he was assisted by Abraham Taonui, a chief of the Ngapuhi, lately deceased.

Mr Hobbs had a more than ordinary attachment to his Queen and country, and the Government. It is not too much to say that it was mainly due to his influence for good amongst the Ngapuhi that Tamati Waka Nene, Mohi Tawhai and Eruera Putuone came out so staunchly as allies at the time of the colony’s peril, when Hone Heke declared war and sacked Kororareka (now called Russell). His services were often asked and freely given to the Government when they had any important questions in hand with the natives. Mr Hobbs acted as interpreter to Governor Hobson when he went over to Hokianga to get the Treaty of Waitangi signed by the Ngapuhi. The loyal influence of the Wesleyan mission in Hokianga was of infinite value to the authorities in those days, and was freely acknowledged by the Government.

Mr Hobbs was frequently weeks away at a time visiting the natives in various parts of the colony. When heard of the untimely death of the Rev John Bumby by the upsetting of a canoe in crossing the Waitemata from Rangitoto to the North Shore, he started off at once overland from Hokianga to Auckland, in the vain hope of recovering the body which, however, was never recovered.

In 1848 Mr Hobbs was appointed to commence a Wesleyan station in the Upper Whanganui district and a vessel, the Harriet Leathart, was chartered for the purpose of conveying the Rev G Stannard and family and the Rev W Kirk and wife to their new scene of labour. The voyage proved to be a disastrous one, the vessel being stranded on the West Coast, near Whanganui, after a most providential escape from being cast on the rocky coast adjacent. Owing to Mr Hobbs being all night exposed to the winds and waves, lashed to the rigging, he became afflicted with almost total deafness which caused his retirement from active work long before his own wishes would have permitted him doing so.

In 1855 he removed with his family to Auckland and spent a year at the Three Kings Institution, but his loss of hearing so much interfered with his duties that he was compelled to retire into private life, and has since resided in Auckland where he has enjoyed the friendship of many of his early associates in mission work.

His early association with the founders of the Church Mission and the sympathy and help given by them in all times of need, greatly endeared them to him and many of his dying words referred to the exciting times of their early mission labours together. Telegrams from these friends of his youth, in his last illness, testified their sympathy for their “brother John”, as he was familiarly styled. The Rev James Walls, Thomas Buddle, and Alexander Reid, old workers in the Maori mission field, and other clergymen have visited him in his last illness and amongst other friends Bishop and Mrs Cowie. Our space will not admit of our referring at length to his mission labours, but no doubt at the fitting time some of his old fellow co-workers in the mission field will fulfil the duty of recounting them.

His last illness proved tedious and painful. Sometimes he said he feared patience had not yet had “her perfect work”, but his mind was kept in perfect peace. Kind messages to friends and to young people in whose welfare he was interested were on his lips to the last. When asked some questions as to his past career, he said, “I do not desire any praise. God knows I have done my poor best, but having done all, I have been an unprofitable servant.” His memory will be dear to many in England, America, Australia, Tonga, and in New Zealand.

Mr Hobbs never acquired any property worth speaking about. His legacy to his children is the memory of a life of strict integrity, devoted to the service of the Master whom he loved. His aged partner survives him, aged 85. They celebrated their “golden wedding” some six years ago. Of his ten children seven survive, two sons and five daughters. The former are Mr Richard Hobbs, MHR for the Bay of Islands and Mangonui, and Mr Edward Hobbs, both of Pokeno. Of the daughters two are married to Wesleyan clergymen – the Rev W Kirk of Wellington, and the Rev W Gittos of Kaipara, the others being Mrs Wilcox of Wellington, whose husband is deceased, Mrs James Bloomfield, and Mrs G. S. Jakins, of Ponsonby.

He leaves also thirty grandchildren and six great-grandchildren. Mr Hobbs left a written request, signed by himself and Mrs Hobbs, to the effect that his funeral was to be as plain and simple as possible, and without the usual embellishment of mourning.

The funeral will take place on Wednesday, leaving the Pitt-street Wesleyan Church at 3 o’clock. There will be a short mortuary service in the Church, commencing at 2.30.
(NZ Herald 25 June 1883)

There's more on Rev Hobbs here, and here.


Rev Hobbs' daughter Elizabeth (1842-1921), along with her husband George Sargent Jakins (1839-1928), are buried next to him. According to what's available via Paper's Past, George S Jakins arrived in Auckland from London on the Nourmahaul in 1859. He married Eliza Hobbs at Rev. Hobbs' residence at Beresford Street in Auckland 1 May 1862. He was a licensed Custom House Agent by February 1863, and had his headquarters on Queen Street the following year. In 1865 he entered into partnership with Samuel John Edmonds, merchants, under the name Edmonds & Jakins. The family sold up their Wellington Street home that year and sailed for Melbourne. He came back in 1866 and set himself up as an importer and commission agent on Queen Street Wharf. The firm of Edmonds & Jakins apparently continued through to February 1867, when it was wound up., Jakins consigning debts to Edmonds. Another partnership, with Henry Palmer of Mahurangi, was dissolved in April 1867. This, however, doesn't appear to have been an amicable parting of the ways.

Henry Palmer was charged by G S Jakins with having, on Saturday, 19th inst., at Mahurangi, assaulted him by striking him several blows with his clenched fist. Mr J B Russell appeared for complainant; Mr. Beveridge for defendant. G S Jakins deposed: I reside at Mahurangi. On 20th October, I went to Palmer at the mills to obtain some money, £9 odd, received by him. He admitted having received the money, and wished to deduct £5. I told him I could not let him off. He gave me several blows with his clenched fist. I ran away from him to a man named Brown, a special constable. He followed me, and struck me again in the mill and outside the premises. I gave him no provocation except by saying that he had got off  "jolly easy," when he asked the £5 to be deducted from the money he had received.

Cross-examined : He did not say he had been taken advantage of by me and my brother. I did not tell him he was a great fool not to go to the Insolvency Court to be white-washed, before he struck me. We were perfectly friendly until I said, "You've got off jolly easy." When he struck me I got off as soon as I could. I did not strike in return. I ran upstairs, the nearest way to get out of the mill. Palmer told me to leave the mill. Force was used to put me out of the mill. Palmer is in the occupation of the mill, which I believe belonged to Mr. Hurst. Mr. Wood put me out of the mill. I did not use threats towards him.

Re-examined : I expected Brown to have taken Palmer in charge. That was why I did not leave the mill when asked to do so, after he had assaulted me. He followed me outside the mill and beat me.

John B Brown deposed : I  am a special constable living at Mahurangi. I was in Palmer's employment on 20th October. I recollect Jakins coming into the mill. Jakins came upstairs, and wished Palmer to be taken in charge. I went as soon as I could, and found Jakins outside the mill. I saw a very slight blow struck outside the mill by Palmer. When I had hold of Palmer he desisted. I did not see Jakins resist Palmer in any way.

Cross-examined: I did not hear Palmer order Jakins out of the mill. Wood put Jakins out of the mill. The proper way to get out of the mill would be by going downstairs and going out by the entrance door. Jakins did not do so. This closed the complainant's case.

W J Wood deposed : I saw Jakins coming into the mill on the occasion referred in question. He came running upstairs, when I heard Palmer order him to leave the mill. He did not go. I put him out. I used force to put him out. I saw Palmer strike Jakins on the back. It was not a severe blow. He had ordered him out previously. His object for striking Jakins was to put him out.

Cross-examined: It was to save him from being knocked against the ironwork that I put Jakins out. I did not hear any angry discussion.

This closed the evidence. His Worship regretted that the parties had not endeavoured to settle the matter without the intervention of the Court. There was no doubt an assault had been committed. There was clearly provocation on the part of the plaintiff. He inflicted a fine on defendant of 40s. and costs.
(Southern Cross 31 October 1867)

By October 1868, Jakins was selling "Whelpton's Vegetable Pills" and stone lime from his Produce Stores at Durham Street. The following year, he becoming involved as a shareholder and director of mining companies. In July 1870, another partnership, this time with E D Willcox. By 1879, the Jakins & Willcox store had shifted to Custom Street, then the partnership dissolved in the 1880s and Jakins was again in business on his own. By 1890, he was in Sydney, selling produce in Sussex Street. He returned to New Zealand and settled in Christchurch in 1891. Is he the same G S Jakins who operated the Belfast Dairy Factory in Canterbury in 1895? It appears he was a produce merchant in Christchurch in 1901. By 1921, when Elizabeth died, they were living in Parnell.


I couldn't find an obituary for Rev John Warren so, as with G S Jakins, I pulled together what I could from Papers Past.

He arrived in New Zealand in 1838, serving in the Hokianga by the late 1840s. By the late 1850s he was down near Nelson and the Wairau area.

The Rev. J. Warren.—This gentleman met the office bearers of the Wesleyan Church for the last time on Monday last, at their usual quarterly meeting, when the following resolution was adopted.- Proposed by Mr. Hough and resolved—" That the thanks of this meeting are justly due, and are hereby cordially presented to our faithful and beloved pastor, the Rev. John Warren, for his instructive and efficient ministry, and for the zeal, ability, and discretion with which he has fulfilled the duties of Superintendent of the circuit, for the space of five years. …" Mr. Warren will preach to the congregation on Sunday next for the last time, alter which the pulpit will be occupied by the stationed minister from the Hutt, the Rev. Mr. Innes, and in the Waimea by the Rev. Mr. Moorhouse.

(Colonist, 30 March 1860)

He was in the Wellington area until 1862, then he moved to Auckland, where he served at the High Street Wesleyan Chapel and lectured on the Maori at the Oddfellow’s Hall.

In 1863, in one such lecture to the YMCA in Auckland, he came out fully in favour of the policy of confiscation of Maori land in the event of rebellion against the Queen.

THE REV. JOHN WARREN UPON CONFISCATION OF NATIVE LAND.
I believe the way in which British supremacy could be most speedily established, and with least loss of life, would be at once to declare a district of country already gone for ever to the Queen in consequence of native rebellion and a proclamation that Maori sovereignty would be unhesitatingly put down, and that all natives found in arms after a certain date would be declared the Queen's enemies, and to have forfeited all right and title to land. Some will say that would be to exterminate the natives because it is well known that such is their attachment to the land, that they will die to a man in defence of it. We deny that this is well known, and we assert the contrary of this. No doubt the natives are exceedingly covetous about land, and this is the reason why they have been continually fighting about it. That they will to any extent die in defence of land is utterly contrary to the history of the Maori people.

I have seen many quarrels about land, and some rather severe contests. Both parties have invariably made the same assertions — that the land was theirs; that they wanted it for an inheritance for their children after them; that life was of no consequence to them unless they could possess that particular piece of land; that they had come prepared to die, and if they could not have the land, would at least die upon it. One party has, of course, always had the best of the contest. The weaker party, like wise men, have invariably retired and left the conquerors in possession of the land; and immediately they ascertained that they could not possess it, have given up all idea of dying upon it. The New Zealanders are an ambitious and a courageous people, but they are an intelligent people also — and no people on earth ever knew better how to be beaten, or to submit graciously to a superior power. It will be said, perhaps, that the natives may submit and yield up land to each other in this way, but would never yield land to the pakeha. A person who will make this assertion must be ignorant of New Zealand, and what has already transpired in the country.

The first war in which we were involved with the natives was forced upon the Government by the turbulent proceedings of a Ngapuhi chief, Honi Heke. Heke was a chief equal in rank to any of the men taking part in the present rebellion, and probably superior to any of them in education and general information. Heke had no ill-will to the colonists, as was proved by many acts of generosity during the war. But he had the common infirmity: he was a restless, ambitious man, who had a thirst for military glory, and wished to measure his strength with the English force then in New Zealand — I believe about 25 men. So he cut down what he regarded as the emblem of British sovereignty, the flagstaff in the Bay of Islands. The staff was re-erected, and cut down by Heke in defiance of the Government, if I mistake not, three different times. The people of the town of Kororareka became involved in the quarrel, and the township was taken by the natives, sacked, and laid in ashes — an event which I personally witnessed. Things were, of course, now become serious. Troops were brought from Sydney, and a large body of allies, under Tamati Waka and Moses Tawhai, joined the Government for the purpose of punishing Heke for his rebellion. In a short time Heke, in an engagement with Waka, was severely wounded, and narrowly escaped falling into the hands of his enemy. Heke proved no exception to the general rule. As soon as defeat and adversity came, Heke's courage and ambition evaporated, and he wrote to Governor Fitzroy, confessing his error, acknowledging his defeat, begging for peace, and offering land to the Queen as the price of peace. Governor Fitzroy immediately answered Heke's letter, pointing out certain places to be ceded to the Queen as an atonement for his rebellion. Heke was perfectly satisfied, and considered himself liberally dealt with, and wondered that the Government had not taken more land.

Kawiti, however, Heke's ally, who had shut himself up in a pa at the Ruapekapeka, out of which he believed the English could not drive him, was opposed to giving up any land, and wrote an insolent and defiant letter to the Governor, declaring, in the true style of an old New Zealand warrior, that the Governor should never have his land while he lived. That he would die in its defence. There was, therefore, no alternative but for the Government to attack Kawiti, and Governor Fitzroy was making preparations to do this when he was superseded by Governor Grey, whose first act was to meet the native allies. Tamati Waka, on that occasion, addressing Governor Grey, said, (I quote from official translation in despatches to Lord Stanley). " I wish to say to you that there is no chance of making peace, unless Kawiti and Heke agree to give the land mentioned in the terms proposed by Governor Fitzroy. Unless they did so, peace would not remain. What I say now are not my thoughts only, but thoughts of all. There is no chance of peace until the lands are given up to the Queen." Kawiti was soon driven out of his pa, and reduced to great straits for want of food. He saw that his enemy was too powerful for him, so he forgot what he had said about dying for his land, and came and humbled himself to Waka, and begged him to act as mediator, and take his unconditional submission to the Governor, and to say that he was now willing, not only to give up the lands demanded by Governor Fitzroy, but also any other additional lands which Governor Grey might think proper to take, if he would make peace with him and pardon his rebellion.

Is this confirmatory of the idea that the natives, as a people, would contend to the death for the mere barren pride of ownership of land, which they well know will never be of any earthly use to them?— or is not rather contradictory of any such irrational and unphilosophical conclusion ? On reception of Kawiti's submission, the Governor immediately proclaimed peace, and a free pardon to all the rebels, without taking an inch of their land; supposing that so generous a proceeding would for ever attach the natives in gratitude to Government. Events have shown how much he was mistaken. Even the flagstaff was not erected, but was seven years after, when I left the Bay of Islands,in the humiliating position to which Heke had consigned it, and a native has pointed out to me the dishonored staff which bore the flag that for a thousand years has “Braved the battle and the breeze.”

With the following sentence, not a very euphonious one in the ears of a loyal subject of the greatest sovereign in the world : — '" Ko Wikitoria tena, e moe ana i te puehu, i rote te wahi i tura kiua ai ia e Hone Heke." (There is Victoria sleeping in the dust, in the place into which she was thrown by Johnny Heke.)-- Lecture to Young Men's Christian Association, Auckland.

(Hawke’s Bay Herald, 2 September 1863)

In 1865, as superintendent of the Wesleyan circuit in Auckland, Rev Warren conducted the ceremony of the laying of the foundation stone for the Pitt Street Wesleyan Church. (Southern Cross, 16 November 1865) In 1869, he settled in the Otahuhu circuit, and continued to lecture into the 1870s. At his Onehunga home, he became known for growing oranges, amongst the first in Auckland. (Wellington Independent, 16 June 1874). He fell seriously ill in June 1879. He died 24 November 1883 at Park House in Ponsonby, aged 69.

It was announced at the Wesleyan Conference in Wellington on 31 January 1884 that Rev Warren bequeathed £100 to the Supernumerary Fund. (Thames Star, 31 January 1884) His name was amongst those of other pioneering Wesleyan missionaries on plaques unveiling at Pitt Street church in April 1893. (Bay of Plenty Times, 14 April 1893)




The name at the head of this notice is another of those early pioneers who know much but who, so far as is present known, has left no memoranda of the vast amount of useful native and other knowledge which he must have acquired during a sojourn of nearly 40 years amongst the Maoris. As is well known Mr Schnakenberg has been for a very long time connected with the Wesleyan mission to the Maoris in the southern part of the Auckland province. A native of Prussia, he was brought up in the Lutheran faith, and while still a young man removed to London to push his fortunes in a commercial career. After a short residence there, he emigrated to Sydney about forty years ago, and was connected with a mercantile house there.

His principals wishing to extend their trade relations with New Zealand, young Schnackenberg was commissioned to proceed to New Zealand to be the agent of the firm among the Maoris for the purpose of purchasing flax and other articles produced by the Maoris. For a short time he was thus employed, but having joined the Wesleyan Commissioner while in Sydney, the late Rev Mr Whiteley prevailed upon Mr Schnackenberg to become identified with the Wesleyan Mission to the Maoris, whose language he was fast acquiring great facility in using. Mr Schnackenberg gave his consent, and his first station was in the Mokau district. There he laboured many years and gained the esteem and confidence of the Maoris. He was subsequently removed to the Kawhia district and for the last sixteen years he has laboured in the district around Raglan, at which place he had his residence.

During his career on the southwest coast of this province he had been associated in the mission work with the Rev Messrs Wallis, Smales, Whiteley, Buttle, Buddle and Turton. He possessed the full confidence of the Maori people, and had great influence with them.

At the time of the Rev Mr Volkner’s murder on the East Coast Mr Schnackenberg was caused to remove his family to Raglan for greater safety by the heads of the mission, though he had full confidence in living amongst those for whose elevation he had so long laboured. But it was deemed unsafe, and he obeyed the orders sent him. Since he came to Raglan, his circuit of labour has extended from Raglan on the north to Kawhia on the south, and from the sea on the west to Te Kopua, near Alexandra, on the east. The district is large, and his labours were incessant. He not only attended to the spiritual wants of the Maoris, but preached to the scattered European settlers in the district, sometimes making his journeys by canoe, and at other times on horseback. He was liked by all classes of people, and was ever ready to give a helping hand to the different new arrivals in his district. Many will miss his kindly advice and substantial help, and wherever he was known he was respected. So esteemed was he by the Maoris that they desired his remains should be buried amongst them as an evidence of their respect for him, and as a proof of the interest he took in their affairs.

Besides the spiritual charge of those in his district, the Government native schools have practically been under his supervision for many years. He was the chief advisor of the Government on native matters in that district; and during the lifetime of the late Sir Donald McLean he was repeatedly urged to join the Government service on account of his local knowledge and the respect the natives had for him. Their repeated offers he steadfastly refused, and he plodded on with the details of the work to which he had set himself.

For several years his health had not been so good as he could have desired, and about a month ago he consulted Dr Philson who, on examining him, found that his heart was extensively affected. When he died on Tuesday evening he was on the way to Auckland for a little rest and for medical treatment. His end was peace, and he quietly stepped from one world to the other just before crossing the Manukau Bar, on board the Lalla Rookh, at the age of 67 years, in the presence of Mrs Schnackenberg and his brother-in-law, Mr Allen.

Mr Schnackenberg was married to the eldest daughter of Mr Edward Allen, Mount Albert, about seventeen or eighteen years ago. She has a family of five living – three girls and two boys. The eldest is about 15 and the youngest about 7 years. The funeral takes place tomorrow at 2 o’clock. His remains will leave the residence of Mr Allen, Mount Albert, and the Pitt-street Wesleyan Church at 3 o’clock. Many of the friends of the deceased gentleman will no doubt pay their last respects to one who has taken part in the early work of laying the foundations and building up the colony to its present importance.

(NZ Herald 12 August 1880)

The biography of his wife Annie Jane Schnackenberg can be found here.



Edward Allen (d. 1891) arrived in Auckland in November 1861. By April 1863, he was a resident at Mt Albert. Allen was an active member of the Mt Albert Road Board (successor to the Highway District) from the time of its formation, and a member of the local school committee. He was a member of the Wesleyan Methodist Church and one of the trustees of the Wesley College at Three Kings.

He was also the landowner who refused to have part of his farm dedicated as a road for the continuation of New North Road in the 1860s through to Avondale – hence, the odd angle at the intersection of New North, Mt Albert and Carrington Roads today. More on him can be found here.


Friday, December 31, 2010

Even more gravestones from Symonds Street

 Around this time, as I was wandering around, taking pictures of stonework up to 150 or so years old, I realised I should have visited the Wesleyan part of Symonds Street a lot sooner than I did. Of course, the fact that the ground is a slope underlaid by crumbling brick retaining walls, criss-crossed by tree roots, and drops down abruptly at the edge (plus the strange people you see wandering through there) does do a fair bit towards putting off the camera trail. But, it was worth it.

Couldn't quite make this one out, aside from the name which appears to be Arthur B----? Williams. This is a kiddy's grave.


Above are two shots of the grave of Elizabeth, the wife of Thomas Short (died 17 July 1881). I thought the design was beautiful -- by William Thomas, monumental mason of Lorne Street.

WILLIAM THOMAS,
Comer of Lorne and Victoria-streets, Auckland East.
MONUMENTAL, MARBLE, AND GENERAL STONEMASON, ARCHITECTURAL SCULPTOR AND CARVER.
Inscriptions accurate and beautiful.
Monuments, Tombs, Headstones, and every description of Stone Work at the lowest possible prices, or town and country. Agent for Mr Bruce, of Raglan (the Stone Quarry). 
(Observer, 11 February 1882)


 This is another of his (above) -- John and Jane Savory.




(Observer, 7 January 1899)

(Observer, 25 August 1906)

William Thomas seems to have flourished in the trade from the early 1880s through to when he retired.

Mr. William Thomas, sometime of Victoria Street East and of Ponsonby, was born at Ludlow, Shropshire, England, in 1822. He was taught the trade of a stone cutter. In 1864 he came to New Zealand by the barque “Ballarat,” and landed at Auckland, where he remained about twelve months. Then he went to the Thames goldfields and had very in different success until 1867, when he and seven others took up the ground afterwards known as the Thames-Hauraki, and then as the “Queen of Beauty.” This proved a mine of wonderful richness, as Mr. Thomas received for his share £10,000. He then began to speculate in other parts of the field, and lost the greater part of the money which he had made out of the “Queen of Beauty.” With the remains of his fortune, he returned to Auckland, and started business as a monumental mason. He carried the business on until 1894, when he retired with a respectable fortune, and relinquished the business to his two sons, Mr. William Thomas, and Mr. Samuel Thomas, who had always ably assisted him. This business they still carry on with increasing prosperity. Mr. Thomas died at his residence, through an attack of paralysis, after three weeks of illness, at the age of seventy-eight. He left a widow and a family of two sons and three daughters. Mr. Thomas always stood aloof from party strife and politics, but took a great interest in religious matters. He identified himself throughout his life with the Primitive Wesleyan body, and was a constant attendant at the little church in Ponsonby. He was accounted a most estimable citizen, doing his duty all through life, and died deeply lamented by all classes. Mr. Thomas celebrated his golden wedding on the 1st of January, 1900, and died in June of the same year.

This appears to be his grave, but why the broken column, if William Thomas died aged 78? It usually is taken to mean "a life cut short" -- but in this case, it could also have masonic meaning. See here.


James Carlaw's grave.

The well-known turncock at the Ponsonby reservoir. Mr James Carlaw, died yesterday morning from cancer in the stomach, after a long and painful illness, at the age of 67. He was a native of Newcastle on Tyne, and had been a resident of Auckland for nearly a quarter of a century. He was an engineer, and at one time in charge of the Harbour Board dredge. For 16 years he had been in the employ of the City Council, and for 12 years turncock at the Ponsonby reservoir, and engineer of the pumping station, a position which he efficiently filled till his death. Latterly, he took charge of the works at the pumping station at Western Springs, owing to the illness of Mr Gibson. Previous to entering the employ of the City Council he was engineer in several stations.

He visited the old country a year ago, to see the friends and scenes of his youth. In his last illness he was assiduously attended by Drs Haines and Coom, but medical skill proved unavailing. Deceased was much esteemed for his integrity of character and geniality of disposition. He was a prominent Mason and was Past Master of Lodge, Eden, a member of the Royal Arch Chapter, also member of the Mark Lodge, and had been swordbearer in the Grand Lodge of England. Deceased was a Congregationalist and a regular attendant at the Beresford Street Congregational Church. The funeral which, as will be seen by advertisements elsewhere, is to be a Masonic one, will take place at three pm tomorrow afternoon and he will be interred in the Symonds Street Cemetery. 
 (NZ Herald, 14 April 1891). 

He died at the Valve House in Karangahape Road.



What intrigued me was this symbol. Near as I can make it out, it appears to be “IHS”, the first letters of Jesus’ name in the Greek alphabet. Could also stand for “in hoc signo”, “by this sign we conquer” referring to the cross, but has fraternal associations also. See here.




A piece of discarded ornamentation, just lying in the leaves.


Above, Henry White's grave.

The body of Mr. Henry White, an old and well known resident in Auckland, was found in the harbour yesterday. About half past ten o'clock, the attention of several persons walking on the wharf was attracted by the appearance of a body lying at the bottom of the harbour, at some distance on the town side of the steamboat T, and about thirty yards from the wharf. The tide was low at the time, but the onlookers could not be certain whether it was a body or not. The police boat, in which were Sergeant Evers and Constable Carrigan, was pulling out from the wharf at the time and, on being called to, the boat was brought to the spot. The body was brought to the surface by means of the boatbook, placed in the stern of the boat, and conveyed to the deadhouse near the Wynyard Pier. Here several persons, among whom was Mr. Eggington, identified the corpse as being that of Mr. Henry White, bricklayer. Mr. Waymouth, accountant, was one of those who saw the body soon after it had been conveyed to the dead-house, and he undertook to communicate with the relatives of deceased, who live at Remuera. Mr Butler, who is in the employment of Mr. Phillips, painter, deceased's son-in-law, also went to the relations. In a short time after, Mr Phillips came to town, and viewed the body at the dead-house.

An inquest will be held on the body to-day, at two o'clock, at the Royal Hotel. Mr. White left his house at Remuera on Saturday morning in good health, and without anything appearing to excite attention. Mr H White, accountant, Wyndham-street, saw deceased about 10 o'clock on the same morning, and Mr. Phillips spoke to him about 1 o'clock. Mr. George Taylor, of the Wharf Dining-rooms, thinks that he dined there on Saturday afternoon, but is not certain. Neither his relations nor the police are aware of any one who saw him after that, but, almost certainly, others who knew him saw him during the afternoon. Any one who saw him at a later hour than 1 o'clock ought to communicate with the police, so that as much evidence as possible should be before the coroner’s jury.

The deceased has been in the province for about twenty-three years. He was a bricklayer, and had built some of the largest buildings in and about Auckland, amongst which we may mention the Wesleyan Chapel High-street ; the new Lunatic Asylum; the new Post-office and Custom-house; the Southern Cross printing office, &c. 

(Southern Cross 20 July 1868)

A Coroner’s inquest was held yesterday at 2 p.m. at the Railway Terminus Hotel, on view of the body of Henry White, found drowned on Sunday morning in the Waitemata harbour. The following jury was empanelled : — Samuel Brown (foreman), John Wilson, Patrick Harkins, Charles Heine, William Miller, Thomas Watson, Hubert Hampton, John George Freer, Abraham Quail, David Fort, James Simpkins, Charles O. Montrose.

Jeremiah Carrigan, a constable in the water-police, deposed that on Sunday morning at about 10.30 he was going down the harbour in the police boat, when a number of persons on the wharf hailed him. Witness immediately turned back to ascertain what was the matter. He then saw something lying on the sand about ten yards from the wharf. There was about 54 feet of water. It was about ten yards from the T where the North Shore boat comes to. Witness put down his boat-hook and laid hold of the object, which proved to be a man, and placed it in the boat. With the assistance of Sergeant Evers, who identified the man, the body was removed to the dead-house. Sergeant Evers was in the boat with witness. The body was then clothed as now, there was nothing on the head. On removing the body to the dead-house, examined the pockets, and found the sum of 4s. 7d. in deceased's trousers pocket, and a silk handkerchief in his coat pocket. There was no watch or papers, or property of any kind. Perceived no marks of violence on the body, and no trace of blood. Judging from the appearance of the body, witness would think it had been about six hours in the water. There was light froth on the mouth when witness removed the body to the dead-house.

Louis James, proprietor of ''James's Q.C.E.," deposed that he knew deceased, and last saw him on Saturday, about 11.30 p.m. or midnight. He was knocking at witness's door. The door was closed, bat a private supper was going on. The night bell was rung, and witness went to the door and asked deceased if he wanted a bed. He said he wanted to rest awhile. Witness saw deceased's face, but told him as it was after hours he could not let him in. Deceased appeared to have been drinking a little, very slightly, but witness did not take much notice, being busy. Witness closed the door and saw no more of deceased. Deceased was alone. Some of the servants said that a man answering to the description of deceased had been in earlier in the evening and had drunk some beer. By the Foreman: He did not want a bed. He only asked to rest a bit.

Henry T. White, jun., deposed : l am the eldest son of deceased, and live at Mount Albert. Deceased lived at Remuera, and he was a builder. His age was 54. I last saw him at 10 o'clock on Saturday morning at the foot of Wyndham-street. He was then in his usual good health and spirits. There was not the least sign of melancholy or depression about him. He left me and went up Wyndham-street. I had brought him in that morning from Remuera. He seemed to have had nothing at all to drink at that time. He had no work in hand then, having just concluded a job. When I left him, he was in company with Mr. Frank Greenwood, a labourer with whom he had worked at the last job. Did not see deceased after that, though he promised to call through the day at my office in Wyndham-street. I believe he did not go home afterwards. I heard on Sunday about noon, from Mr. Phillips, that my father had not been at home on Saturday night. It was at twenty minutes to three on the same afternoon that Mr. John Phillips informed me of the finding of my father 's body. My father was in difficulties at the time of his death, and he was very much disappointed at the reception that was given to his petition by the Provincial Council. I don't believe there was anything in his affairs that would drive him to commit suicide. He was perfectly rational and sane when I saw him. He was not excited in any way. He was certainly not in a state of delirium tremens. He had been at home all last week. He had never suffered from it. I don't believe that he would commit suicide. It was not his practice to go on the wharf. I cannot account for his going on it. He expected his brother up from the Thames, and that may have got into his head. I think he must have inadvertently stepped over the wharf, the night being dark and stormy. He had never been accustomed to fits. My father's habits were temperate generally during the past few months. He had been at home during that time almost daily, during which time he had not been in liquor.

Mr. Freer: There was a steamer came up between 11 and 12 o'clock from the Thames, and that may account for his being on the wharf.

Mr. Hampton: Three steamers came up on Saturday night between the hours of 11 and 12.

Constable Carrigan, recalled, deposed : The wharf is pretty well lighted, but there is a good distance between one lamp and another. There is no security at the sides to prevent persons falling over, except for three or four yards at the watermen's steps. Saturday night was very dark and windy. The wharf was not unsafe for a sober person. A drunken man would stand a great risk of falling over. There is no policeman stationed on the wharf. There are two men on duty in Queen-street at night; the beat of one of them is from Durham-street to the lower end of Queen-street Wharf. I don't know the constable who was on duty that night. Since the reduction in the force there has been no policeman stationed at the landing-place on the arrival of the Thames steamer.

Mr. Hampton said that, considering the great traffic now on the wharf at night, there ought to be a policeman stationed on the wharf continually. It was pretty evident to him that deceased was on the wharf with the idea of seeing his son, and it was possible that he may have fallen over. Were a constable placed on the wharf he might be able to save any man in liquor from falling over. The jury, after a short deliberation, returned a verdict of "Found drowned without marks of violence, and that there was no evidence to show how deceased came by his death." The jury also returned the following rider to their verdict :—" And the jury are further of opinion that with the existing large passenger traffic on the Queen-street Wharf, and the frequent arrival at night of steamers conveying passengers from the Thames, it is absolutely necessary, in order to prevent loss of life, that a police-constable should be continually stationed on the wharf; that the wharf itself should be better lighted, and fitted with aide chains, removable as the convenience of the shipping might require." 
 (Southern Cross 21 July 1868)



This is an example of how the land is around here -- the Thorne family vault, built as close to the precipice as it possibly could get, and is slowly slip-sliding away as time moves on. The present day has transformed it into a rubbish tip.



And above, another reason why I treated this area with caution. I wasn't going to try to see whose headstone that was, thanks.


I'll end this part with another sad grave -- Harold, son of William and Lizzie Buddle, aged four. It would appear that he is alone behind the railing.


Gateway to Grafton


Something new added to the corner of Grafton and Park Road since I last wandered around those parts.


A mosaic pillar, featuring oak leaves, welcoming one and all to the suburb of Grafton.




Well, at least it's colourful!

Death on Mayoral Drive in 1995

Road works on Mayoral Drive meant that my preferred stop at the back of the Central Library was blocked off yesterday. Ah well, there's always the next stop ... so, alighting there, and crossing the road carefully, I started to head for the next crossing and Lorne Street. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a plaque in the footpath.

"Benjamin Halaholo, born on 31st March 1979, tragically taken from this spot on the 21st December 1995. So dearly loved and dearly missed, Love you always, Family and Friends."


Benjamin Halaholo, aged 16, had been drinking with other youths at the Globe Hotel, but left around 2 am, headed for the corner of Wakefield Street and Mayoral Drive, and began brawling. After the fight, Halaholo was seen lying on the ground, suffering from head injuries. The police couldn't locate a weapon, but it appeared that he had been struck several times. Eight youths appeared in court that afternoon. In the new year, according to this site:
Filise Mafi, aged 20, student; Francis Tapusoa, 20, storeman; Asani Matulino, 22, process worker; Tony Oscar Johansson, 20, word processor all of Otara, were each sentenced to four and a half years’ imprisonment. A 19-year-old builder’s labourer, Nicholas Gregory Kisina, also of Otara, received a jail sentence of three and a half years.

William Logan Johansson, 19, unemployed of Otara, was sentenced to two years’ imprisonment suspended for two years and 10 months periodic detention; and a 21-year-old Onehunga solo mother, Tapaita Stephanie Sinisa, received six months’ jail suspended for 18 months and for months’ periodic detention. The eighth person, Latuata Benjamin Anae, 19, student, of Papatoetoe, was convicted and discharged on a charge of common assault.

Mafi, Kisina, Matulino, the Johansson brothers and Tapusoa had pleaded guilty to charges of manslaughter. Sinisa admitted a charge of assaulting Benjamin Halaholo with intent to injure. Tears flowed among the families of the prisoners and relatives of Benjamin Halaholo as the sentences were given.

Justice Elias said the incident was a double tragedy.
Four weeks before his death, Halaholo had signed a contract with the Warriors to play in the Superleague Under-17 competition. He had played for the Marist Rugby League Club since 1990, and belonged to the Roskill South Athletics Club for four years.
Mr Ross Lipscombe, the secretary manager for both clubs, said last night that Benjamin had outstanding potential in both sports. "He had amazing potential. He was the best prospect I have seen as an athlete."

(NZ Herald, 22 December 1995)

This year, on the 21st December, his family and friends marked the 15th anniversary of his death by placing a notice in the NZ Herald. He would have been 31 this year. There is an image of his gravestone at North Shore Memorial Cemetery here.

Additional: William Johansson, one of those convicted of Halaholo's death, features on this Te Ara page on killers who kill again:
In 2002 [Johansson] masterminded a robbery spree in Auckland during which pizza worker Marcus Doig and bank teller John Vaughan were fatally shot. Convicted of murder, Johansson was sentenced to life imprisonment with a 23-year minimum sentence. 
Update: Sandy has been very kind in providing links to close-up of her Flickr image of the headstone as linked above -- close up 1 and close up 2. Cheers, Sandy!

More graveyard stories from Symonds Street

You could easily become lost in Symonds Street cemetery. Not geographically lost -- there are main roads and a whopping great motorway all around -- but lost in terms of the beauty of the monuments to the dearly departed, the social themes, the sadness of children's graves, the love and caring still evident as expressed by those who were left behind to mourn. As I've said in an earlier post, it is a dangerous place to go alone. Even in broad daylight. The place for society's dead is also for those society has left behind. But it is still magical in terms of the stories of old Auckland it imparts.

Take this wee monument, for example. Three Osbornes are remembered on this side: Margaret, Thomas and John.


But it is James who has the story, when he died near Poverty Bay, looking for oil.

The Poverty Bay Standard and People's Advocate gives the following account of the drowning of Mr James Osborne, recently from Auckland : — A labouring man named James Osborne, who arrived recently from Auckland, came to an untimely end on Saturday last while crossing the Waipaoa river, at the Rangatira block, on his way to the oil springs in company with his mates, all of whom were under engagement to the Petroleum Company. Three constables have been employed searching for the body, but without success. All that is known of the cause of the accident has been furnished by Mr Williams, engineer to the Petroleum Company, who states that he was proceeding to the oil springs on the 19th ultimo with some workmen, deceased among the number. On reaching the Rangatira crossing, Osborne's horse stumbled and unseated his rider, who suddenly disappeared, and was not again seen by any of the party. The river was much swollen and discoloured at the time.


(Christchurch Star, 15 October 1874)




George Holdship, an Auckland timber dealer from the last half of the 19th century, apparently put up this memorial to three children who died young: while he still lived here William Samuel, Edith Adeline, and John Charles. George Holdship started out in Auckland selling firewood, timber, sashes and doors from his works on Customs Street in Auckland in the 1860s, before becoming manager of the Auckland Timber Company, which later merged with the Kauri Timber Company by the late 1880s. From that point on, he lived in Melbourne and Sydney.

The monument itself is quite beautiful.



Above, is the headstone for Major William Gordon.

Major William Gordon died to-day at Onehunga. He was commander of the Military Volunteers in the Northern district; he entered the 73rd Perthshire Regiment of Imperial Army as an ensign on 15th September 1854, and saw some service in the Crimea. He was promoted to Lieutenant, Adjutant, and Captain, and having left the Imperial Army obtained the post of Commander of colonial forces in the Northern district where, by his strict impartiality and soldierly efficiency he rendered himself highly popular. He had been ill since October last. His loss will be deeply mourned.

(Southland Times, 13 February 1897)

The remains of the lamented Major William Gordon, late commander of Volunteer forces of the Auckland district were consigned to the grave in the Presbyterian cemetery. The funeral procession included, besides the near relatives of the deceased, some of the leading inhabitants of the village. Everything in connection with the solemn scene was free from display, and was as modest as possible. This simplicity was in accordance with the wish of Major Gordon, who though a thorough soldier, was utterly averse to anything like ostentation and music at the burial of the dead. About 250 of all ranks mustered at the drill shed, representing the Artillery, Engineers, Infantry, and Cadets. Owing to the wish of the relatives, the bands were not to attend, and the corps mustered with side arms only. The column, under command of Major Derrom, was formed into fours, and having marched to the Presbyterian cemetery, received the corpse in open order, and followed it to the grave, four officers bearing the coffin.

(Hawke’s Bay Herald 18 February 1879)

Now, was he actually buried in Onehunga, or was he buried here at Symond's Street -- in the Wesleyan section, not the Presbyterian? The stone was "erected by his officers and volunteers", anyway.

Major Gordon doesn't have the only story here, though. At the bottom, is reference to his son Thomas Boswell Gordon.

We take the following from the New Zealand Herald of a recent date: —" We regret to learn from a correspondent at Rio Janeiro of the death of Mr Thomas Gordon, of Auckland. He was the second son of the late Major Gordon, and his mother and friends are residing at Onehunga. Mr Gordon was well known and respected in this city [Auckland] having been brought up and educated here, and he was for some years connected with the New Zealand Shipping Company's service. He died of Yellow fever, at the early age of 22 years. Much sympathy will be felt with the bereaved relations." 
 (Timaru Herald, 29 June 1891)



This stone, being encroached upon by the adjoining tree and starting to become one with it, also has more than just fading lettering to it.

The funeral of Edward Griffiths, carpenter, son of Mr. William Griffiths, Seafield View, Grafton Road, took place yesterday, in the Wesleyan burial-ground. Deceased was a young man highly respected by a large circle of acquaintances, and from his attendance with the Volunteers throughout their period of active service last year his funeral was largely attended by members of the Volunteer Corps. The Volunteer band was likewise in attendance. A firing party of sixteen men, in charge of Sergeant Leech, assembled in the Albert Barracks, with a goodly muster of No. 1 Company, A.R.V., to which deceased belonged. He was likewise a brother of the Loyal Parnell Lodge of Odd Fellows, M.U . and the brethren met in order to pay a last tribute of respect to his memory, at the Lodge-rooms, Parnell, provided with their regalia— covered aprons, black scarfs, and white gloves. The Volunteers and brethren of the Odd Fellows then proceeded from their respective places of meeting to the residence of the deceased's father, where they were joined by a large number of friends of the deceased. The cortege left the house in the following manner :— Firing party of sixteen men with arms reversed; band of the ARV; the coffin, borne by eight men of No. 1 Company ; the chief mourners ; brethren of the I.O.O.F., M.U., AD.; friends of the deceased, and officers of Volunteers. The funeral service was performed in an impressive manner by the Rev. Thomas Buddle. 
 (Southern Cross, 31 March 1865)

He was 22 years old.




Three stones for the Arthur family.

For Richard Arthur:

It is with regret that we have to announce the somewhat sudden death of a well-known citizen, Mr Richard Arthur, auctioneer, which took place at his residence. Shelly Beach Road. At noon yesterday, Mr Arthur, who had been in failing health for some months past, took a trip to Australia on medical advice, in the hope that change of air and scene would benefit him, but the hope was not realised. He only returned from Sydney on Monday by the s.s. Tasmania, and was in such a weak condition as to preclude the hope of recovery.

Mr Arthur was one of the oldest auctioneers in the city, having over 30 years ago been in business with his father, Mr Carpenter Arthur, under the style of Arthur and Son, and on the death of his father carried on the business. Deceased was son-in-law to the late Rev Thomas Buddle and brother-in-law to Mr Thomas Buddle, or Messrs Whittaker and Russell. Mr C Arthur (of Esam and Arthur) is a brother of the deceased. Mr Arthur leaves a widow and family (two boys and two girls) to mourn their loss. During his illness his son (Mr Thomas Buddle Arthur) carried on the business.

Deceased was widely known and respected throughout the province, not only by a large circle of acquaintances but by the general public. For 20 years he was superintendent of the old High-street, and afterwards of the Pitt-street Wesleyan Church Sunday school, and also a steward of the church. He took a good deal of interest in Band of Hope work. The funeral of deceased will take place tomorrow. There will be a service in Pitt-street Church at two pm and the funeral cortege will leave for Purewa Cemetery at half-past two.
 (NZ Herald, 10 July 1895)

He wasn't buried at Purewa, it was definitely Symonds Street.



Above, the grave of his father Carpenter Arthur., died 1871 aged 64 years., while below, Bessie, Richard Arthur's daughter, died just under a year and a half old.