Narandera being on the high road from Sydney to the
Mount Brown diggings via Hay, I took the precaution to give
in my name for a seat in the coach two or three days
beforehand, as every train to Narandera brings in numbers of
eager travelers, whose first words on stepping on to the
platform are, "Where is Cobb and Co.'s booking office?" and
although the coach leaves for Hay three times a week, the
proprietors have had occasion once or twice to put on an
extra vehicle.1
At 1.30 p.m. we were being slowly dragged through the
Narandera sand by four fine greys. With the exception
of myself, the passengers were diggers, off for Mount Brown,
regardless of warning, most of them having come away from
Temora in disgust, and having left tons weight of unwashed
dirt behind, which, however, they did not leave without
registering. By-the-bye, going from Temora to Mount
Brown, seems to me very like the proverbial jumping from the
fryingpan into the fire, as reports from the latter are, up
to the present, anything but cheerful, the water being
exhausted, and not much prospect of any more just yet; but
the Australian digger is, and always will be, a roving kind
of investigator, who would rather do anything than sit still
and wait.
On leaving Narandera the coach track takes a parallel
course midway between the river and the railway, until we get
to a place known as "The Murdering Sandhill," where the
terrible tragedy of the Pohlmann Brothers' murder took place
some 12 or 13 years back; it will be remembered that after
the murder the bodies were burnt, and only a few ashes were
recovered; the spot is marked by an enclosure. Here the
coach road diverges from the railway line.
A few miles further brings us to the head station (15
miles from Narandera) of J.H. Douglas, Esq., M.P. for the
district. This station (N. Yanko) has about 14 miles
frontage to the river by an average of 25 miles in depth, and
contains some 95,000 acres of purchased land. At
present it depastures about 105,000 sheep; the quality of the
wool being well known in the market, needs no comment from
me. The homestead is one of the most perfect in this
part of the district, the garden itself containing several
acres closely stocked with every variety of fruit,
vegetables, and flowers, is kept in perfect order and watered
by means of a wind-power water lifter, which also amply
supplies all the needs of homestead as well as the
garden. Mr. Douglas is, I believe, a general favourite
all over the district, and from all accounts is just the man
to represent it.
A further journey of eight miles and we arrive at the
Gogelderie head station, the property of Messrs. Hebden
Bros. This, in common with most pastoral properties
about here, was originally a cattle station, and Gogelderie
was then looked upon as the ne plus ultra of fattening
ground, but the present proprietors have changed the stock to
sheep, which appears to succeed quite as well as the former
denizens. One of the brothers, Mr. Charles Hebden, has
lately purchased an extensive property on the Paroo River,
and as he believes in personal supervision, will shortly be
leaving the district for that part.
A few days previous to this, the Rev. A.B. West, the
clergyman at Narandera, than whom a more kindly fellow never
lived, had driven me out to this station via Yanko, where I
had partaken of the hospitality of the
proprietors.
Gogelderie, which contains about 220 square miles, is
at present stocked with 65,000 sheep or thereabouts, and a
small but select herd of cattle, and could, I am told, carry
many more. The proprietors have gone to an enormous
expense in selecting and improving, the number of tanks and
dams being almost incredible. About a mile from
Gogelderie is placed the primitive letter box shown in our
illustration.
After passing Gogelderie, the country opens out more
into plains than previously, one being able to see even a
dead level country for miles, the only high ground being the
Merool ranges, which trend away in a north-westerly direction
until fairly out of sight. |
"Bush Letter Box, near Gogelderie
Station"
(image adapted from illustration in the Town
and Country Journal article). |
A journey of ten miles brings us to Cuba head
station, the property of Mr. McGaw. This one of the
largest runs on the north bank of the Murrumbidgee,
including, as it does, several extensive stations
amalgamated. It contains about 4000 square miles, and
is, like all these Murrumbidgee stations, under sheep.
The shed employs over 70 shearers. The pontoon bridge
shown in our illustration is used for crossing sheep. It is a
portable arrangement, and is "laid" only when wanted for
use.
The township of Darlington proper was formerly part
of this run, and is situated about two miles to the westward
of the homestead. The soil from Yanko to this place
appears to have changed its character altogether, as also the
grasses, the former being of a richer nature, and more
approaching the black volcanic soil, and the latter also
proportionately richer.
Having made arrangements with Mr. Bradley, Cobb and
Co's agent, to break my journey here for two days, as I
wished to see the Aboriginal Mission School, I stepped out of
the coach into the darkness, for it was now 8 p.m., leaving
my mining fellow travellers arguing over a bottle of whiskey,
about some technicalities in the digging line, of which I was
altogether at sea. I was soon, however, seated before a
cheerful fire, for it was a terribly cold night, smoking the
pipe (or rather cigarette) of peace, at the Coach and Horses
Hotel.
The township on the north side of the river was
formed and named by Mr. Geo. Rogers in 1864. He,
however, sold out the following year, having taken a dislike
to the site, which, I may remark, is a complete network of
crab-holes, and, after a shower, of a consistency only to be
compared to bird-lime. I am told that at such a time it
is truly astonishing the rate at which a pedestrian can here
rise in the world; he can increase his height about half an
inch every step he takes, until, sad to say, he must suffer a
downcome, and actually stoop to free his boots from layers of
clay. The site was chosen here, it is said, because
there was no other ground available in the
neighbourhood. Half a mile from here is the Darlington
punt, crossing by which I came to the southern township,
which the Government have recently laid out and called by the
native name "Wadai;" and in the immediate neighbourhood (some
two miles) is the Aboriginal Mission at Warrangesda (Camp of
Mercy), under the pilotage of the Rev. Mr. Gribble. I
walked out here in order to be able to write a full account
of the establishment, and also to take sketches of the
principal points of interest connected with it, but,
unfortunately, had my walk for nothing, as Mr. Gribble, who
had just returned from Sydney, had left a full account, as
well as several views of the place, at the office of the
TOWN AND COUNTRY JOURNAL. The Government
have granted a reserve of 600 acres of very good land for the
benevolent purpose.
Of the ultimate success of this experiment, I, of
course, cannot form any idea worth quoting, but the rescue of
these waifs from their present humble state of degradation
should certainly be worth a trial. Darlington and Wadai
collectively contain a population of about 120. There
are three pubs, three stores, and the usual concomitants of a
bush town.
On resuming my coach journey at 8 p.m., on the
appointed day, I found the inmates all on the same errand as
my former fellow passengers; and, the night being bitterly
cold, I was glad to find that there was room inside, as it is
really no joke sitting perched up on the box all night,
travelling over plains over which a cutting wind blows
everlastingly in one's face. We were not due in Hay
until next morning at 10.30, the distance being exactly 80
miles. Ten miles from Darlington is Benerembah station,
the property of Thomas Beard, Esq., and, eight miles further
on, Bringagee (out station of Grongal). Four miles
below this station is an extensive depot for the reception of
railway material for the Hay line, which here approaches the
river within about two miles. Ten miles more bring us
to Grongal, the property of Messrs. Learmonth Brothers.
This station is under the management of G. Mair, J.P.
Eight miles further and we arrive at Mr. J. Rudd's station,
Howlong; 10 miles more, to Wardry, Messrs. Mills, Neilson,
and Smith the owners; and after that to Illawarra
[Illilawa], 10 miles from Hay, the property of Messrs.
McCulloch, Sellers, and Co.
We arrived in Hay at 10.10 a.m., 20 minutes before
the time, and almost frozen.
[The article contains detailed line-drawings of
(1) Darlington Punt; (2) Pontoon Bridge, Darlington; (3) Bush
Letter Box, near Gogelderie Station; (4) Township of Wadai;
(5) North Yanko Head Station.]
[Town &
Country Journal, 30 April 1881, page 848]
HAY.
By "THE
RAVEN".
As stated in my last, the coach from
Narandera arrived in Hay a little after 10 a.m., having traveled
all through the night. I must, however, here observe that I
decidedly prefer the day for coach travelling. After
delivering the mail at the post office, we drove up to Cobb's, in
front of whose premises a great number of people were waiting for
the coach in order to start for Wilcannia, and a quarter of an hour
after all my fellow-passengers of the previous night, along with a
dozen or so more, were seated (?) in (or on, as the case might be)
the coach, being driven through the main street of Hay, en route to
that supposed El Dorado, Mount Poole. I sincerely hope they
will be able to return in the same fashion, but doubt it. Did
I say all my fellow passengers were occupants of that
coach? If so I was in error. I missed the face of the
most enthusiastic of the lot, a stout, middle-aged, jovial kind of
fellow, who had got in at one of the stations on the road, and whom
I remember hearing make the remark, referring to the diggings, that
when he had made up his mind to do a thing, the devil himself could
not stop him. I saw this individual two or three days after
rolling in the gutter. This solved the mystery. It
seems it had taken a less august personage than his satanic majesty
to stop him. The inference is obvious. Requiescat in
pace - not in the gutter though.
One of the main advantages which
Hay possesses over almost any other inland town of New South Wales
is the fact of there being an abundant water supply, the water
being pumped up from the river into a tank at a fair elevation, and
from thence distributed through the town by means of pipes.
The works were erected by the municipality at a considerable cost
in 1876. It was not long before I benefited by this
institution, as, upon going from the coach into the hotel, I was
asked if a hot bath would be acceptable, a luxury I never expected
to find out here. I gladly accepted, and by this means
managed to get rid of a pound or two of Narandera sand and
Darlington patent bird-lime composition. |
Hay Water Works (image adapted from
illustration
in the Town and Country Journal
article). |
It would be useless naming the many
advantages, sanitary and otherwise, accruing from this water
supply; only those who have lived for any length of time without it
can appreciate the boon to the full. The lowering rates of
fire insurance is not the least of these advantages, and speaks for
itself. Take, for instance, the fire in Smith's store that
took place here a week or two back, and of which I was a
witness. Without this supply the whole of that block must
have inevitably gone; in fact, it would be hard to say where it
might have ended. The hospital is a fine building,
well-conducted, and liberally supported by the surrounding
stations. When I visited the institution, it was unusually
full; some few of the inmates, however, I should be inclined to
think, were subjects for a benevolent asylum rather than for an
hospital.
The post-office is far too small for the
requirements of so large a postal centre. Mr. Burnett, the
postmaster, has represented this to the Government, and the
consequence is, that a contract for a new building, to cost
£4000, is already let. I visited the public school the
other day during hours, and was struck by the order and discipline
of the young Murrumbidgeeites. The school is conducted by Mr.
Murray, assisted by Miss Dickson, and has an average attendance of
180 [possibly "130"], 214 being on the roll.
Hay has four places of worship, viz., Church
of England, Roman Catholic, Presbyterian, and Wesleyan, but as far
as I can make out, two of them would amply supply all the spiritual
wants of the town, as far as sitting room is concerned.
The gaol is a really fine building and
deserves mention; it faces one in a most ominous manner on coming
into the town from Narandera. As yet they have not got the
hanging apparatus up. In addition to these public buildings
there are the Athenæum, built at a cost of £800, in
which there is a library and news room, Masonic Hall, and
courthouse, J.E. Pearce, Esq., being the P.M.
Amongst many large stores, that of Messrs.
Meakes and Fay stands out prominently, the last named member of the
firm being the well-known Professor Fay, who was so well-known in
connection with the Davenport Brothers. Hay is happy in the
possession of two newspapers, the RIVERINE GRAZIER and the
HAY STANDARD. There
is a libel action pending between the former and Mr. Allen
Lakeman, the mayor, arising out of the last election. I
should not omit the fact of there being the inevitable
Chinese camp in Hay; this "den of thieves" is a social
scourge, and should be wiped out, as, unfortunately, it is
not visited by celestials alone, but is the resort of the
lowest characters, who ply their vocation openly.
Lachlan-street, the main street of Hay, is an unusually fine
thoroughfare for an inland town, and at first sight has quite
a metropolitan appearance. Its beauty is enhanced by
the planting of trees, at short intervals, which (thanks to
the water supply) seem to thrive luxuriantly, contributing to
a great extent both to the health and comfort of the
town. In this street, which, by-the-way, is about
half-a-mile in length, are to be found most of the chief
places of business - the banks - three in number, and a great
proportion of the hotels. The two buildings which I
consider remarkable in a town like this are the A.J.S. Bank
and "Tattersall's Hotel;" the former, which cost, I think,
£7000, is of a size and convenience, which, in my
opinion, will not be required here for years to come, the
latter both externally and internally being, without doubt,
unsurpassed for appearance, style, and comfort in Sydney
itself. Mrs. Esplin, the widow of the late proprietor,
deserves great credit for the way in which she has managed
this business for the last three or four years, no easy
occupation I should think, s eeing she gives the whole
concern - from the beds to the stables, of which there are
not a few - her personal supervision; and this along with the
fact that she employs over 20 servants. The population
of Hay is variously estimated at from 1500 to 2000, and, like
a great many small communities is divided into some dozen or
more class distinctions, and I can assure you that no pious
and orthodox Hindoo ever preserved his caste more rigidly
than do some of the inhabitants of this township. Their
"exclusiveness," if I may use the word, although I for my
part - of course, I am only an unsophisticated Englishman,
and a new chum to boot, therefore my opinion is not of much
consequence - I say I, for my part, fail to see, especially
in a country like Australia, the boundless gulf which is
supposed to exist between even the "highest" and the lowest
circles of society in any inland
township.
Hay is recovering from a week's excitement,
the annual races just being over. There is a good deal of
disappointment expressed at the smallness of the attendance, which
was not nearly up to the average. The races (two days),
however, passed off well, and everything went along
satisfactorily. A certain "big" book-maker came up purposely
to attend, but, upon hearing that he would have to pay £3
admittance to the saddling paddock, returned by the following
coach. The course is nearly three miles from the town, and is
all that could be desired, being as flat as a billiard table, and
possessing a very convenient grand stand and all the necessary
adjuncts of a racecourse. I willingly accepted an invitation
to join a picnic party to the racecourse the first day. Mr.
McGowan, of Cobb and Co.'s, who, amongst others, organized the
affair, drove us out in good style, using a new coach with four
splendid greys, the only thing wanting to remind me of "going to
the derby" being the "toot-toot-toot" of the horn. I need not
add that, there being a goodly sprinkling of the fair sex, the day
was a most enjoyable one. During the race week two circus
companies, each one possessing a band, helped to enliven the
town.
The Government have reserved 90 acres of
land, centrally located, for the purpose of a public park; the boon
that a well kept park must be to inhabitants of a town like Hay and
neighbourhood, situated as they are, in a district so subject to
long droughts, is simply invaluable; to anyone, after traveling 50
or 60 miles over the scorching plains, without the least particle
of verdure to relieve the eyes, this park, with its green sward and
shady trees, cannot fail, whilst imparting a soothing effect to the
aching eyeballs, to bring to one's mind the veritable elysian
fields. The reserve for the railway terminus is about
three-quarters of a mile from the town, which however, is gradually
spreading out in that direction, many buildings having sprung up of
late. From the terminus there is to be a line of rails to the
river, where a Government wharf is in contemplation, a reserve for
that purpose having been selected. An agitation is at present
on foot to get the railway station built on the east instead of the
west end of the town, as in the latter case, it would necessitate
an extra crossing, and would be a great inconvenience to carriers
and the general public. The municipal council have taken the
matter in hand, and intend to petition the Government to do
this.
Hay is not without its industries, there
being two breweries, one of which (Lindsay's Red Lion) took the
first order of merit at the Melbourne International Exhibition for
bottled beer and porter. Cobb and Co. have also a large
carriage factory here, superintended by Mr. McGowan and employing
27 hands. Besides these, there is a steam soapery, which has
been recently started, having all the latest improvements.
This establishment supplies the principal towns of southern
Riverina with soap. The proprietor, Mr. T.S. Williams,
intends shortly adding the manufacturing of stearine candles
2 and ice to his
present line. A wool-scouring establishment is also one of
the industries of Hay. Mr. J.L. Corrigan, the owner, got
through over 2000 bales of wool last season.
Messrs. Permewan, Wright and Co., the large
Melbourne carrying firm, have a warehouse here, under the
management of Mr. Henry Bossence. This firm has lately opened
an office in King-street [Sydney] and in many of the chief
towns on the line, in anticipation of the probable diversion of the
Riverina trade; although the general opinion here seems to be that
it will require exceptionally low rates to induce the sending of
wool to Sydney instead of Melbourne; the only drawback by this
latter route being the high rate of insurance. This firm
alone forwarded over 20,000 bales of wool last season from here to
Melbourne by river via Echuca, besides receiving from Victoria by
the same route 3000 tons of produce and general merchandise.
The Murrumbidgee is navigable for eight months in the year, viz.,
from April to December.
Hay is the centre of the largest sheep
district in Australia, which district carries the enormous number
of four millions. It is also the main route for traveling
stock, being the shortest from the Lachlan, Darling, and, in fact,
from the Gulf of Carpentaria, to Melbourne. Its position is
unsurpassed, as there is easy communication with Adelaide by water,
with Melbourne by water or rail from Deniliquin, and with Sydney by
rail. With facilities of this kind, I don't see what is to
hinder Hay from becoming one of the most important and prosperous
towns of Australia.
In conclusion, for I have
already exceeded my space, I will give a slight sketch of Hay, from
its earliest infancy to its present state of maturity. The
information has been kindly given me by one of the oldest residents
of the town and district, therefore I can vouch for its
reliability.
The first sale of land in Hay, which was then
known as Lang's Crossing, was in 1859. At that time a
township was surveyed out on the plain, about half a mile from the
present site. This was, in reality, the first formation of
the township; but at the present time it remains almost unbuilt
upon, the suburban portion, nearer the crossing place, in spite of
the liability to floods, being preferred. This is where the
town of Hay now stands. Started then in 1859, it gradually
increased in size until 1867, when the stocking of the back blocks
of the Lachlan gave the place a great impetus, but it was not of
long duration, as the drought of 1868-9 caused a severe
depression. The glorious season of 1870, however, gave Hay a
lift, and in 1872 it was proclaimed a municipality. About
this time the swing bridge, a magnificent iron structure, was
commenced and opened by Sir Henry Parkes in 1874; several private
streets, most of them dedicated to the council, run through the
suburban blocks between the surveyed township and the bridge.
In 1873 a large sale of land fronting the main street -
Lachlan-street - was sub-divided and sold, the blocks realizing
from £5 to £6 per foot; next year, land in the same
street brought £6 10s per foot, and shortly after this
£12 10s; these prices continued to advance until £20 to
£25 for allotments in Lachlan-street were obtained, and in
one instance even £32 10s. Several sales of large
suburban blocks were arranged, realizing good prices, as sites for
local industries and villas; this was in 1875, the time of Hay's
greatest affluence. The export of wool for that year from Hay
reached nearly 25,000 bales, while the cargoes from the upper
river, passing through the town, were about 20,000 more; the goods
rushed in during this year amounted to fully 10,000 tons, and a
fearful amount of over-trading was the result. On Christmas
Day in that year no less than 30 steamers and barges were loading
and dis charging cargoes within 10 miles of the town. This
rush was caused by the anticipated stoppage of navigation.
The big drought of 1876-7 followed, shaking both squatters and
traders; the loss in this district alone amounting to 1,000,000
sheep. Stock could not travel to market, squatters reducing
their establishments to a minimum, and everything sunk in
value. But Hay has been steadily and surely emerging from
depression, with past experience to guide her.
[The article contains detailed line-drawings of
(1) Hay Bridge; (2) Hay Post & Telegraph Office; (3) Hay
Public School; (4) Hay Soap Works; (5) View of Lachlan
Street; (6) Hay Water Works; (6) Hay Gaol; (7) Hay
Hospital.]
Footnotes:
1. In October 1880
gold was discovered by John Thompson and another man at Depot
Glen near Mount Poole, in the extreme north-west corner of New
South Wales. About five months later James Evans found
about 14 ounces of alluvial gold at nearby Mount Browne to the
south-west . News of this find caused a rush to the remote
location. There was no surface water at Mount Browne so
campsites were initially established along Evelyn Creek (where
the township Milparinka became established). As more
diggers arrived gold was found at other localities in the
area. Conditions on the goldfields were harsh. There
was a drastic shortage of food and water, with exorbitant prices
charged for basic commodities such as flour. The situation
worsened as the population grew, and diseases such as cholera
and typhoid became rife. The area became known as the
Albert goldfield, with Milparinka as the main settlement.
Other townships were later proclaimed at Mount Browne, Albert
and Tibooburra. Milparinka was the administrative centre
of the area, with a peak population of about 500. The town
had a police office and a school, four stores, a chemist shop,
photographer, two butchers, four hotels and three boarding
houses. A courthouse was built there in 1886 and a
hospital in 1889. Local sandstone was used to build the
more substantial buildings of the town. The local
newspaper The Sturt Recorder, Tibooburra and Mount Browne
Advertiser, was published by Thomas Wakefield
Chambers. The diggings were largely abandoned by
1893. Today Milparinka is a ghost town, apart from the
Albert Hotel (first licensed in 1882) which still
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2. If natural
fats (from plants or animals) are mixed with strong alkalis they
will separate into liquid and solid components. After
further distillation, this process will produce a harder white
fat called stearine. Candles made of stearine burned
brightly, with little smoke or smell.
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