Thursday 29 February 2024

James Burgess, (1842-25/5/1883). "dragging the plough alone"

FUNERAL NOTICE. 

The friends of the late James Burgess are respectfully informed that his Funeral will leave Scott’s Hotel, Tinwald, on MONDAY next, May 28th, at 3 o’clock, for the new cemetery. 

BAKER BROS., Undertakers.   -Ashburton Guardian, 26/5/1883.


A case of sudden death occurred at the Hinds on Saturday. It appears that the James Burgess was ploughing a field, when a man who was working in the same paddock saw the horses dragging the plough alone. Looking back he discovered Burgess lying on the ground and on going up to him found him quite dead. The body was brought down to the Tinwald Hotel, where an inquest was held this afternoon. A verdict was returned in accordance with the medical evidence.  -Ashburton Guardian, 28/5/1883.


Another newspaper at the time reported that James had bled to death.  It is reasonable to assume that he fell off his seat and the plough ran over him.


DEATHS.

Burgess. — May 25, suddenly, at the Hinds, James, son of the late John Burgess, Kirkcudbrightshire, Scotland, aged 41 years, Home papers please copy.  -Star, 30/5/1883.


Hinds Cemetery.


Saturday 24 February 2024

John Craig, (?-5/2/1864). "deceased was a murdered man"


Alfred Cluney, late cook on board the s.s. Queen, was yesterday apprehended by Detective Farrell, on suspicion of having murdered John Craig, the late engineer of that vessel. The prisoner was apprehended in a shanty near the Water of Leith. He will be brought before the Magistrate today. The inquest on the body of Craig stands adjourned until to-morrow afternoon.  -Otago Daily Times, 4/2/1864.


The inquest on the body of John Craig, late engineer of the Queen,, steamer, will be resumed to-day. We regret to hear that the postmortem examination of the body has fully confirmed the worst fears that the unfortunate man met his death by foul means: there are extensive fractures of the skull, which were not visible externally, corresponding with the scalp wounds. Alfred Cluney, the chief cook of the vessel, who is in custody, on suspicion of being concerned in the matter, was brought up at the Resident Magistrate's Court yesterday ; and his statement will be found at full length in our police report.  -Otago Daily Times, 5/2/1864.


THE SUSPECTED MURDER OF AN ENGINEER.

There has been much interest excited respecting the probable cause of the death of John Craig, late chief engineer of the screw-steamer Queen. It will be remembered that his body was found in the Bay, not far from the Jetty, on Monday afternoon; and that it presented appearances warranting the fear that his death had been foully caused. The inquest was commenced on Tuesday at the London Tavern, Jetty street, by Dr. Hocken, the coroner, and the following evidence was then taken: —

Frank Liardet: I am a boatman residing in Melville street. About four o'clock on Monday afternoon, I was going off from the Jetty in the whaleboat Lola Montes, accompanied by four other men, for the purpose of landing passengers from the Golden Age. When about 300 or 400 yards from the jetty, I saw what I thought was a coat floating. I made for it, and discovered the body of the deceased. I took him into the boat. I found a wound on his forehead. On taking him into the boat, some money, amounting to 11s 6d, fell from his pocket, into the boat, and some other money fell into the water. On reaching the Jetty I immediately informed the police, who took charge of the body. I have seen the deceased, but I did not know him. When I first saw him in the water, he was floating away in the direction of Port Chalmers, with the wind and tide. From, the position of the body, I should judge that the deceased fell or was thrown into the water on the Anderson's Bay side of the jetty, because the wind and tide were going on the same side, and would probably have carried the body clear of it. The hands and knees of the deceased were bent and contracted.

Charles D. Ferguson: I am not in any particular employment just now. I reside at the Noah's Ark, Princes street. I knew the deceased slightly, but not by name. On Saturday evening last, about a quarter after eleven, I met him in Princes street and we went to the Imperial Hotel. He told me that he had come to town the day before, We had some drink. I know it was a quarter after eleven, because the deceased apparently referred to his watch, although I did not see the watch. He was perfectly sober at the time. Nothing but trivial conversation passed between us. We were probably 15 minutes at the Imperial. We then parted, going in opposite directions. We took the drink at the side window, and I believe Mrs McGuire served us. Early on Monday morning, while I was in bed at the Noah's Ark, but awake, I heard a cry of "Boat, ahoy!" or those seemed to be the words. I immediately went out and heard a noise like a person crying out in distress, "Oh, oh!" several times, but the cries suddenly ceased. I walked towards the Bay about 30 yards. The moon suddenly shone out. I heard the sound of oars in rowlocks, and saw a dark object in the Bay, like a boat pulling towards the Jetty, and about 500 yards from me. I then returned to bed. I should judge that this was between one and two o'clock in the morning. The moon was about three hours high. It was too dark for me to see anything beyond the dark outline of the boat and its direction. I did not hear the cries at the time I saw the boat. This incident was the subject of common conversation between, us next morning, as many heard the cries besides myself.

Alexander Hunter: I am a legally-qualified medical-practitioner, practising in Dunedin. I have this day made an examination of the body of the deceased. I found both hands firmly clenched and both elbows bent; as though in the act of defence. The right hand, over the knuckles, was much bruised, and was denuded of skin. A cut, an inch and a quarter long, down to the skull, was over the right parietal bone. It was sharp and well defined, as though done by an angular or sharp body. The right ear was discolored and bruised, and deprived of its skin. On the left brow, an inch and a half above the eye, there was a clean cut an inch and a half long. It presented an appearance as though a portion of the scalp had been scooped out, The left ear presented appearances similar to the right one. There was a superficial bruised cut on the upper lip, which was much discolored, and swollen. Over the whole neck there was much bruising with one clean superficial scratch or cut; not penetrating beyond the skin, on the left side. It was about an inch and a quarter, long. I did not see any other marks of violence on the body. The bones of the skull were not broken. It is possible that the clenching of the hands and the bending of the elbows resulted from the convulsions of a drowning man in efforts to save himself. The wounds on the head were certainly incised, and must have been done by a body possessed of an angular or cutting edge. A sharp stone, or the corner, of a pavement, or a square piece of iron or wood, might produce such wounds. A sharp instrument such as a knife, would produce very different wounds. The paddle wheel of a steamer might produce such wounds. In my opinion, the injuries described were caused before the deceased was in the water. It is scarcely possible that they could have been caused by rolling over a rough stony bottom, after being in the water. The bruises on the knuckles appear to me to be the result of a blow. I should think that these wounds alone were not sufficient to cause death. 

William Lotherington: I represent the house of A. L. Thomson and Co, Dunedin. I knew the deceased. His name was John Craig, and he was chief engineer on board the Queen steamer. I last saw him on Saturday afternoon. He was an extremely temperate man, and was a great favorite with his employers. So far as I know, he was on good terms with those under him. I paid him on Saturday, L34 wages, in L1 notes .

Patrick Bergin: I am a police constable stationed in Dunedin. At a quarter to five on Monday afternoon, a waterman reported to me that he had picked up the body of a man in the Bay. I took charge of it. On searching the pockets, I found a purse containing two L1 notes, and L2 10s 6d in coin. There was no watch. The clothes were of blue cloth, and new, and the deceased also wore new elastic side boots. There was no mud on the clothes, with the exception of a little on the right knee of the trousers. They were not torn at all, nor did the watch pocket present any appearance of having been disturbed. I saw the deceased going down the Jetty about half-past six o'clock on Saturday evening, when he seemed quite sober, and was dressed as the body now is. The wound at the side of the head was bleeding pretty freely when I first saw the body. There was a little sand at the back of the head.

At this stage of the inquiry, it was resolved to adjourn until Friday, to allow time for Dr. Hunter to make a post mortem examination of the body, and for further evidence. But on Friday the jury could not be got together, one of them having left for Melbourne, and two others being absent. There was consequently another adjournment to Saturday, when the jury met at Cooper's Family Hotel, Octagon. They proceeded to the Hospital and viewed the body, and after the Coroner had read the evidence taken at the previous sitting, the following witnesses were examined. Alfred Cluney, late cook of the Queen, was present in custody: —

William Elvin: I am second cook on board the steamer Queen. I know the prisoner, Alfred Cluney, who was the chief cook. I knew the deceased John Craig who was the chief engineer, and I was with him on board a month and twenty-five days. The three of us were in company in Dunedin last Saturday. We had all been paid off on that day, and we were each aware of it. I myself took two or three brandies, but Craig only took ginger beer before we met Cluney. We went to a house opposite Martin's Hotel, just after 12 o'clock; we went from Martin's where we had had ale. The deceased was intoxicated. Me and the second engineer went outside, saw two girls, spoke to them, and went to their house. The deceased and the prisoner came in five minutes afterwards. We were only in the house about five minutes. The deceased used abusive language to one of the girls and the landlady, who is called the "Great Eastern," told the second engineer to take back his 10s which he had borrowed of the prisoner for a "shout," and to go out. There was nothing angry between the deceased and the prisoner. Myself, the prisoner, and the deceased left the house about twenty minutes past twelve. We came down Stafford street, Princes street, and into Maclaggan street and Clarke street, where we went to another house. The deceased entered and sat down, but the prisoner and myself stood at the door. The young woman did not want us. But I begged her to let the deceased stop as he was intoxicated; and she was inclined to do so, until the prisoner said he would take us to a place where he would be treated with civility. He took us to the Caledonian Dining Rooms, where we had something to eat - bread and cheese and a glass of beer. I should suppose this would be about one o'clock. We went down to the Arcade and had oysters and ale: to the extent of 11s. The deceased paid here, as he did at the Caledonian. On our way to the Arcade, the deceased went to a man and asked if he had any girls in the house; and some words passed. We stopped in the Arcade fifteen minutes; and then went to the bottom of Rattray street. I said I must go to bed somewhere, for I was tired, and I asked the deceased to go. He said he would not, for he knew where to find a girl of his own. I believe he said he had an address, and he named, a street Wilson street. We left the deceased and went into George street. The prisoner knocked at a house, but did not get in and then we went to the Persian Dining Rooms, where we had coffee. We asked for beds, but they hadn't any. We returned to town, and went to the Royal Hotel, Stafford street. No person being up, the prisoner, apparently knowing the premises well, went to the back, and we got in, he taking me to a bedroom. He seemed to know the house thoroughly, so that he could either leave or enter without disturbing any of the inmates. I went to bed, keeping my pants on. I saw the prisoner put off his coat and vest, and light his pipe. He was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking, when I fell asleep. While he was undressing, the prisoner told me he had lent the second engineer (Davidson) 10s, and that he would go to him (in Stafford street) early in the morning, to get it. From his manner, and knowing he was an early riser, I believed he would do so. I fell asleep after this. I think this would be shortly before three. In the morning, I should think about half-past five or six, I was woke by the prisoner calling "Sam." who asked if I was going to get np and go for a stroll. He had his pants on and was smoking again, as usual. I said I was very tired and meant to sleep till eight or nine o'clock; and he dressed and went out. I was perfectly sober when I went to bed. I felt that I had had enough about ten o'clock; and I determined to have nothing more but soda water. That, and walking about made me sober — I walked it off. I did just taste the ale in the Arcade, when it came round — just put it to my lips, as I did at the Caledonian. I say that I was sober, and so was the prisoner. If the oysterman said it was two o'clock when we were in the Arcade, he would be wrong, it was not more than half-past one at the most.

By the Coroner: It would be twenty minute or half-past ten o'clock when we met the deceased opposite the Treasury. The second engineer was with him, and begged me to take hold of his (the deceased's) other arm, as he was so intoxicated. The deceased would go into various houses where we didn't want to go, and consequently he had to "shout." In the Arcade, he pulled out a roll of nine or ten notes, and that was the most I saw him show during the night.

By the Foreman: The deceased turned back Rattray street the way we had come. He was quite tipsy when we met him at half-past ten. There was nobody with us in the Arcade.

By the Coroner: Whoever has said the deceased was "quite sober," at a quarter after eleven on Saturday night, it cannot be so. The prisoner and I were with the deceased from half-past ten until about two in the morning He did not fall during that time. We got a little soda water into him now and again.

By the Foreman: When we were getting up at the Royal the prisoner spoke with that gentleman in the corner (one of the jurors.) 

By the Coroner: I don't believe, from what I saw on board the ship, that any man in town had an enmity to the deceased. He was well liked by everybody on board so far as I know.

William Doonan: I am a constable in Dunedin. I saw the body of the deceased, at the Hospital, on Thursday last. I saw him alive opposite the Provincial Hotel, at half-past two on Sunday morning. He was walking down Stafford street. He halted and asked me if I could tell him where to get a respectable bed for the night. I asked him at some length whether he had been out of town or why he was looking for a bed so late. He told me he had been in a brothel in Stafford street, where a row took place, and a mate of his struck him and cut him. I turned on my lamp and saw a wound, and a clot of blood on his left temple. I said I would show him where to find a surgeon, if he would have the wound dressed, and he said he didn't care — it was of no consequence. I recommended him to go to Osgood's, the Empire Hotel, and he went away in that direction.

By the Coroner: I thought he was capable of taking charge of himself, although he had evidently been drinking. There was a little blood on the right side of his face, but most was on the left. I am perfectly sure that the body I saw at the Hospital was that of the man with whom I spoke in Stafford street opposite Rees's cigar shop. 

Charles Ferguson (recalled): I am sure that I saw the deceased last Saturday evening. He himself referred to the time, and said it was a quarter after eleven. We went to the Imperial, and he had ginger beer and I had ale. He seemed perfectly sober. I was under the impression it was earlier than he said. He hailed me, and recalled to me that we had met three or four months ago, and he asked about some persons who were then in our company. I can't be mistaken that the deceased was the man I saw.

James Waits: I keep an oyster saloon in the Arcade. I remember seeing the prisoner at my place on Monday morning, with two other men. I think Elwin was one of them, but I'm not so sure. They had six dozen of oysters and a bottle of porter. It was about one o clock; they remained ten minutes after having the oysters, and then left. I think all of them had had drink, but none of them was drunk. I was quite sober. 

By the Coroner: The third man was dressed in dark clothing, and seemed a seafaring man: but I did not take particular notice of him. He paid me 11s, giving me a note. He called me into the bar and asked what was to pay, and at that time he had a note in his hand, so that whether he had a roll of notes or not, I don't know. 

By the Foreman: I'm not sure as to the time. It might have been half an hour later or earlier than I have stated. 

Sarah Ann Bryers: I live opposite Martin's Hotel, but don't know the name of the street. I have seen the prisoner. He came to my lodging after we had got home from the theatre. There were three others, Elwin being one of them. Mrs Mason, the landlady, was not at home at the time; but she came in with a young lady called Lizzy and another lady, whom I think is called Annie, but I've only been here since Friday. They came in directly after the gentlemen. One of the men asked for drink; but Mrs Mason had been insulted by him, and she got up and gave him back the half sovereign he had given her, and told him to go out. It was the gentleman who is supposed to be killed. He called her very bad names. The prisoner said, "When you insult one of us, you insult all," and he went out, with Elwin and the man supposed to be killed. The fourth man, who said his name was Davidson, stopped until one o'clock on Sunday afternoon. I am sure he did not leave the house till that time. No one of the three men returned during the night or next morning, to talk to Davidson about money. Davidson said he had borrowed half a sovereign from his mate (the prisoner) and they would think it strange, but they had behaved so badly that he would not go with them, and he apologised to Mrs Mason for their behaviour. I am positive that between the time the three men left and nine o'clock on Sunday morning, the prisoner did not come back to the house and speak to Davidson. There was nothing like fighting in the house at all. The man who is supposed to be murdered was the only one of the four who was drunk. I did not see any cuts or blood on any of their faces. I can't say that it appeared to me that the prisoner was the leading man of the party. 

By the Coroner: They seemed perfectly friendly in the house. The fourth man did not take out any money in the house, and I did not see him with a watch. Mr Davidson said the man had been chief engineer of the Queen; and that he had taken his place. I think the three men were not in the place more than ten minutes. I did not see which way they went.

Catherine Mason: I am wife of George Mason and I live in Stafford-street. I cannot identify either the prisoner or Elwin. There were four men in my home when I got home last Saturday night, from the theatre. There were four men. One of them used very very bad language. I told him I would not allow it, and he got worse, so I opened the door and said, "This is my house, go." Two of them jumped up and went, and the fourth remained. He told me that the man who used the bad language was a very decent fellow and engineer of the Queen, only he had had drink. I have not been to the agents of the City of Hobart to engage a passage to Melbourne. Not I, indeed; I have five children, and I couldn't leave them. I did not hear any noise or quarrelling except just what I have told you. I am quite certain that no one of the three who left came back to the house next morning. I locked the door and had the key.

Ann Nolan: I live next door to Mrs Mason, in Stafford street. I don't know the prisoner except by seeing him at the Detective Office. I was in Mrs Mason's house on Saturday evening, and saw four men there. I left them there. I think one of them was intoxicated, but I should not know any of them. I did not hear any ill words or quarrelling. I went while they were in the house, but I heard them go out in about ten minutes.

Margaret Russell: I live with Mrs Mason. I think I have seen the prisoner before. I believe he was at Mrs Mason's about ten minutes to one on Sunday morning, with three other gentlemen. The man I think was the prisoner and two others left, because Mrs Mason told one of them to go, and they said they would go with him. The man had used some very bad language, and Mrs Mason would not take money for drink from the man who afterwards stayed all night. I did not hear any quarrelling or see a blow struck. 

By Mr Ward: The prisoner seemed on perfectly good terms with the other men.

John Walker: I am a fisherman. About half-past one last Sunday morning I was sitting on the steps of the front door of the Provincial. A man came up and said "What have you got?" I said, "Some oysters, some fried fish, and some potted head." He said "Give us a shilling's worth." and I did. I looked up, and seeing his face bleeding, I said, "Why you've been fighting." "Never you mind." he said "take your shilling." He dropped a sixpence, and I picked it up and offered it to him but he said "Keep it yourself." and I did. The man went down as I going round the corner. Immediately afterwards a policeman came up and told me it was time I was at home, and I went away shortly after. The man was perfectly capable of taking care of himself. I've seen the body of the deceased at the Hospital; but I can only say that the man I spoke to was something about the same size. The blood was running down his face; but if the deceased was the man, he got knocked about a good deal after I saw him. 

Ellen Day: I live in Clarke street. I saw the prisoner between one and two o'clock last, Sunday morning. The prisoner, with Elwin and another man, came to my door and wanted me to let them stay. I refused. The man who is not here, shoved past me and sat down. Elwin asked me to allow the third man to remain there, but I refused, and then the prisoner took hold of him and pulled him out, Elwin was sober and the third man was drunk. I don't know how the prisoner was. I did not see any blood or bruise on the third man's face. The three men seemed quite friendly. 

Alexander Hunter: I have made a post-mortem examination of the body of the deceased. On proceeding to examine the brain, I found that there was a fracture of the skull commencing above the right ear across the whole frontal and coronal suture to the corresponding point on the left side. The whole frontal section of the skull was separated from the back part. I could have put my finger between the parts, and it was evident that there had been very great force applied, that some angular weapon had been used, and that the blows had been repeated again and again. It is a notc uncommon result, where great violence is used, that the skull is fractured at a point not coincident with the blow which fractures it, and hence we did not discover the fracture when we simply examined the wounds. On the right side, there were splinters of bone an inch long, and the base of the skull was also fractured, there being a good deal of effusion on the 1eft side. It was as though the face had been cut right off. On the right side of the heart. I found a good deal of fluid blood, the left being comparatively empty. The lungs were not gorged, but there was a good deal of serous effusion in both cavities of the chest. The liver was quite sound. The stomach contained a little fluid, but was very nearly flaccid. Decomposition had not begun. It never does internally until the epidermis has begun to give way, and when I saw the body first the skin was as firm as mine. Possibly the body had been more than 18 hours in the water, but from the state of the skin I should say from 12 to 18 hours. I have no hesitation in affirming that the deceased was a murdered man: that he was murdered before he was put into the water: that he might have breathed once or twice after he was put in: but that such blows as were inflicted would in most cases be sufficient to cause instant death. The injuries to the head caused death, and they must have been inflicted before the body was put into the water. One of the external wounds was certainly inflicted by the blow which fractured the skull. I believe the skull was fractured with a blunted angular weapon, of iron or heavy wood. It. might be within the region of possibility that if the deceased fell over the wharf and lighted on his head upon the gunwale of a boat, the principal fracture of the skull might have been caused; but there is comminuted fracture on the right side, and such a fracture is not at all likely to be caused by a single blow or concussion. I weighed the probability of such a thing as has been suggested; but I came to the conclusion that it was not likely in this case. 

By Mr Ward: Blows from the paddle wheel of a steamer would account for what I saw on the head of the deceased; but I do not say that it is at all likely the injuries were so caused. It is possible that he might have fallen from a steamer, got the blows from the wheel, and been killed at once. Most assuredly the deceased did not walk about and talk to a policeman after be suffered the fracture which I saw. 

Sub-inspector Morton stated that there were no other witnesses in attendance; but it was believed that the Queen would be in by or before Monday, and he would suggest on adjournment to that day. 

Mr Ward said that it was a great hardship that Cluney should be kept longer in durance. There was not a tittle of evidence to connect him with the murder. Indeed, it was by no means proved that any murder had been committed. The Coroner thought, seeing there was great suspicion as to the cause of the deceased's death, and that a man had been arrested, it would be only right that he should remain in custody until the inquiry had been completed. He quite agreed that at present there was not much that could be said to affect Cluney.

Sub-inspector Morton: I have been told, Sir, by Capt. McLean, that the prisoner has been imprisoned three months for striking a man with a weapon; and he also struck the policeman . 

Mr Ward: Really, it is not fair to introduce any foreign matter in such a case. 

Sub-inspector Morton: It shows what sort of a man he is; and that is one of my reasons for asking for a remand. 

Cluney (with vehement indignation): Do allow me to speak, sir. It's not true! I never did get three months for striking a man, or for anything else. If I did, may God strike me dead where I stand! I'm brought here and condemned without a cause. I say it is too bad altogether. 

Mr Ward again urged that there was no proof at all that the deceased had been murdered. 

Dr Hunter admitted that blows from the wheel of a steamer would account for all he saw. 

Sub-inspector Morton believed the steamer with the mail arrived up early on Sunday morning; and the deceased might have fallen into the water and been struck by one of the wheels of the boat. 

Mr Ward thought it quite possible, the steamer coming up about the time when the deceased was shown to have been near the Jetty, the deceased was attracted by the whistle and went down. Being an engineer, he would be very likely to attempt to go on board; and being intoxicated, he might very easily mistake the position of the boat. 

Sub-inspector Morton said that, on the other hand, it was just possible that Cluney might have left the room at the hotel into which he found his way so easily, have followed the deceased, and assaulted him on the Jetty. 

The Coroner, without for a moment expressing any suspicion that Cluney was guilty, thought that the purposes of justice would be best served by his being remanded till Monday.

Cluney: May I be allowed to say a few words, sir? Do allow me. 

Mr Ward advised him not to speak. The inquiry was adjourned until four o'clock to-day, at the same hotel.  -Otago Daily Times, 8/2/1864.


THE FUNERAL OF JOHN CRAIG.

(To the Editor of the Daily Times)

Sir — My attention has been drawn to the following paragraph in your notice to-day of the funeral of John Craig: — " On the arrival at the Cemetery, it was found that the clergyman who had arranged to attend had not made his appearance; after waiting some time messengers were dispatched in search of the reverend gentleman, but without success." Permit me to state the cause of my absence. Having been requested to consent to the interment of John Craig in the Church of England Cemetery, I willingly complied with Mr Thomson's request, and fixed an hour for the funeral on Friday last. Shortly afterwards the undertaker, Mr Murray, informed me that in consequence of the postponement of the inquest, the funeral could not take place at the hour named. Late on Saturday night he again called on me, and told me that it was necessary that the body should be interred that evening. To this I replied that I was too unwell to attend myself, and that it was too late to obtain a substitute, but that if the funeral could be postponed till the following Monday, I would either myself be present, or ask one of the vestry to read the service for me. At Mr Murray's request I wrote a letter to the Coroner stating what I have written above, and gave it to Mr Murray to deliver to him. Not having received any reply to my letter, or any farther communication from Mr Murray, I concluded that the funeral had taken place on, Saturday evening. My surprise was great when I read what appeared in this morning's "Times.'' While expressing my great regret that I was not present at the funeral, my absence, Sir, was not caused; either by unwillingness on my part to attend, or forgetfulness of the day and hour fixed. Had I been told that the funeral had been postponed till Monday, most certainly I could and should have been present, or had one of those "messengers who were despatched in search of the reverend gentleman" called at the Parsonage, he would have probably found him at home, and, if so, most willing to accompany him. at once to the cemetery. I am, &c,

E. G. Edwards The Parsonage, 9th February.  -Otago Daily Times, 10/2/1864.


Alfred Cluney, chief Cook of the Queen, steamer, was last evening released from custody. It will be remembered that he was arrested on suspicion of being concerned in the death of John Craig, late chief engineer of the boat, and that the Resident Magistrate remanded him, pending the verdict of the Coroner’s Jury. He was present during the inquest on Saturday, and again yesterday ; and at the request of the jury the Coroner accepted his own recognisances, for his appearance before the Resident Magistrate this forenoon, when he will, no doubt, be formally discharged. At the sitting yesterday, Captain Francis, and Davidson gave evidence which showed that if poor Craig was murdered, robbery was not the inciting cause. It was suspicious that Craig having received £34 on the Saturday preceding the Monday when his body was found, only £4 10s. remained in his purse, and that a watch, which he was known to possess, was not in his pocket. Capt; Francis proved that a silver watch and £l7 in notes were left in the deceased's berth; while Davidson stated that the watch was the only one he had known Craig to possess, and that the deceased told him on the Saturday night that he had lent £l0 to a friend. But the verdict of the jury was an open one — that the deceased died from fractures of the skull, there being no evidence to show how those fractures were caused. 

The Coroner told Cluney that, as far as that Court was concerned, he left it without the slightest stain; and we have no doubt that the Magistrate will to-day show that he believes what Cluney said when first brought up, “You’ll find me innocent. Sir.” 

Feb. 9. The remains of John Craig, the late engineer of the s s. Queen were interred at the instance of Messrs. A. L. Thomson & Cd. Yesterday, in the Church of England burial ground at the cemetery. The funeral was attended by several gentlemen to whom the deceased had been known. On the arrival of the melancholy cortege at the Cemetery, it was found that the clergyman who had arranged to attend had not made his appearance; after waiting some time messengers were dispatched in search of the reverend gentleman, but without success, and ultimately the burial service had to be read by Captain John Robertson, of the Marine Board.  -New Zealand Spectator and Cook's Strait Guardian, 17/2/1864.


Southern Cemetery, Dunedin.  DCC photo.


Friday 23 February 2024

James Scott, (1834-21/1/1862). "very fond of reading novels"


DREADFUL SUICIDE OF A HUSBAND THROUGH JEALOUSY OF HIS WIFE.

A most distressing case of suicide occurred in a cottage at the upper end of High-street yesterday. A young man of the name of James Scotias, who came down here from Melbourne about three months ago, and married a young woman of eighteen about five weeks ago, shot himself in the right breast with a revolver, and fell dead, never speaking after the fatal act was committed. He was an American by birth, and twenty-eight years of age, a carpenter by trade, and his wife stated that he possessed several shares in a quartz reef on Inglewood, had money in the bank, and was earning good wages at his trade with Mr Hardy. A short time before committing the dreadful deed he went into his next-door neighbour, and had tea there. When going away he said he was going to Melbourne, and would never see them again. He then went into his own house and wrote two letters which when he came back he left on the window sill. One of them was addressed to his mother in Melbourne, and the other to a fellow workman, under a cover addressed "to be opened by the police and forwarded to the address."

In these letters he spoke of the dreadful action he was about to commit, and said that the reason of his determining to put an end to his existence was that his wife had proved unfaithful, and he could not bear to live as he was deeply attached to her. She was in the room when he shot himself, but says she did not see him do it. He had just said good-bye to her us he was going to Melbourne and gave her a purse containing £3 10s. 6d. Dr Wilson was promptly in attendance, but life was extinct before he arrived.

The body lies in the house where the act was committed, awaiting the coroner's inquest. The wife is an attractive-looking young female. The letters accuse her of very loose conduct.

INQUEST.

An inquest was held yesterday, at the Commercial Hotel, on the body of James Scott, the unfortunate man who died by his own hand, on Monday evening last. After the jury had been sworn in, they proceeded to view the body, and then adjourned to the residence of Mr. Nathan, where the enquiry was proceeded with.

Margaret Scott, the wife of the deceased, remembered being in her house, in High-street, on the evening of Monday, the 20th instant, at about 10 min. to 7 o'clock. Her husband was also there, and he told her he was going to Melbourne; he then shook hands with her, and said good bye. She covered her face with her hands after he said this, and immediately after, she heard the report of the pistol and his fall. She saw him lying on the floor, and she screamed out "murder," and ran to the door, calling for assistance. One of the men who lived next door, came and looked in and said that he had shot himself. A large number of people then came in and she sat down on a chair. He lay on the floor until the Doctor came. He groaned once, but did not speak after he fell. He was removed to the bed, by the Police, when they came. He had been down the town that day and had come home with her, about 5 o'clock. He had gone down about 10 o'clock in the forenoon, and had returned about 2, but went down again. They had some words, but she did not wish to state what about. He then went out, but said that he would make her speak when he came back. She then went down to her mother's, and while she was away he came back. He then followed her to her mother's, and asked her if she was not coming home. She went home with him, and when they arrived, he asked her for some paper and ink, which she got for him. He then sat down and wrote some letters. The Coroner here read the letters, charging her with being unfaithful, which had been found, and the witness stated that she believed them to be the letters which he had written. (The letters, three in number, are unfit for publication. They reflect in the strongest terms upon his wife's character, and one of them contains a fearful malediction upon her. One is addressed to Mr. Charles Rose, a fellow workman, in Dunedin, and another to his brother, Mr. William Scott, at Clunes, in Victoria. The third begins "My dear Brother," but is not finished or addressed. In all three he expresses his determination to put an end to his life, and the unfinished one breaks off with the words — "you must not think me out of my senses"), but she said that the charges contained in the letters were not true. He threatened that if she did not acknowledge that they were true, he would take her life. This was in the middle of the previous Saturday night. He said that he would do it with a razor, which he had in his coat pocket. She could not account for his suspicious of her. He had been in low spirits for the last fortnight, but he appeared quite rational before he committed the fatal act. He came here from Melbourne, about 4 months ago, and she had met him when he landed, and known him ever since, although she did not know him before.

By the Jury: They had been married six weeks last Saturday. He was a carpenter by trade, and always had plenty of work. He said that he had some quartz reefs at Inglewood, and was going to Melbourne to look after them, and that he would send for her. She did not ask him to take her with him. She did not know that he had a pistol. He had frequently threatened her and the only time she had seen him drunk was on New Year's day. He was a little excited by drink on the Saturday when he had threatened her. He had some drink on the Monday. She had her hands over her face for about two minutes. Her maiden name was Margaret Turnbull. The deceased was very fond of reading novels. He first began to show symptoms of jealousy about three weeks ago. He was perfectly sober and calm when he first accused her. She denied the charge, and asked who had informed him of it. This he refused to tell. lie was always affectionate to her except when he was in low spirits, or excited, and when he was in these fits he accused her of unfaithfulness. When he first landed, he came to lodge at the house next her mother's. He never found any man with her when he came home at night. She did not mention his having threatened her to any one. He fired a pistol loaded with powder at her twice on New Year's day. She was so frightened that she became insensible.

Dr. Wilson was then examined: and said that he had been called in on Monday evening to attend a man who, he was informed, had shot himself. He went, but life was extinct before he arrived. The man had a gunshot wound in the right breast, and he picked up a revolver in the fireplace. He had since made a post mortem examination of the body, and found that the bullet had traversed the right lung, and lodged in the spinal column. He produced the ball. Haemmorrage from the lungs was the immediate cause of death.

Henry Berridge, the next-door neighbour of the deceased, said, that he came into their house about a quarter-past six on the Monday evening, and had tea. He said that he was not going to work any more as he had saved as much money as he would ever want. He also said that he had given away his tools to a mate. He asked them if they wanted a little money, as he could let them have a few pounds if it was any use to them. There were about seven in the room, and he made the offer generally. He said he was going to Melbourne, and would like to see a fellow workman (Charley Rose), before he went. Rose's cousin offered to show him his house, but the deceased replied that he was not in a fit state and he would leave a letter for him. He then left the room to write the letters, and shortly afterwards returned and left the letters on the window sill. He said he was going away, and would never see them again. They said that he might, and he said that it might be so, but he did not think it likely, but that he hoped it would be so. He appeared rather affected, and shook hands with them all, and then went out. He immediately heard the shot, and the wife of the deceased calling out for help. He went in, and saw Scott lying on the floor. His clothes were on fire, and after putting them out he sent for the doctor, and went, himself for the mother of the deceased's wife. The revolver was lying on the door. He knew the deceased a short time before his marriage. Deceased and his wife always appeared very affectionate to each other. He never heard them quarrel, and never saw anything improper in her conduct. She was always modest and well behaved. Remembered hearing the deceased fire a pistol on New Year's night, and the deceased came into his house a minute afterwards, and said he had frightened the old woman to death. The pistol belonged to him. They were all rather drunk. He did not know to whom the revolver belonged. The deceased always appeared in very good spirits, and perfectly sane. 

The jury, after some consideration, unanimously returned the following verdict: — "That the deceased, James Scott, committed suicide on the 20th instant, and was at the time in a state of temporary insanity."  -Otago Witness, 25/1/1862.


James Scott was buried in Dunedin's Southern Cemetery.  His grave is unmarked.

Thursday 22 February 2024

Mary Scott, (1888-10/1/1914). "found on the ground"

LETTERS FROM LITTLE FOLKS

Dear Dot, — I am in the Second Standard, but I am not very good at writing. My father gave me a doll for passing. I should like to see my letter in the Witness, and I am going to send it to grandmother. I sent one before, and she said it was a very nice letter for a little girl like me. We have two miles to walk to school. Dear Dot, I would like to see all the little girls and boys in the kindergarten schools. I got 6d from mother, and I will send it to the little girls' school fund. Will you please give me a very nice name for my dolly.— Yours truly, Mary Scott.

Gimmerburn, December 1.  

[There, Mary, your grandmother will be able to read your second letter in print, and I think she will again say that it is very good for a little girl like you. How would you like Queenie for dolly's name? Thank you for the stamps; if you come to town at any time you could go and see the little folks of the kindergarten — Dot.]  -Otago Witness, 10/12/1896.


DEATHS

SCOTT. — At Christchurch, on January 10, Mary, dearly beloved daughter of James and Mary Scott, Gimmerbum, Central Otago; in her twenty-fifth year, “Peace, perfect peace.”  -Otago Witness, 14/1/1914. 


OBITUARY.

(Mt. Ida Chronicle.) The following paragraphs from the daily papers refer to a daughter of Mr and Mrs J. Scott, of Gimmerburn: 

Christchurch, January 11. A young woman named Mary Scott, 24 years of age, and a school teacher at Charlton, Banks Peninsula, was admitted to the Alexandra Private Hospital, Ferry road, on January 8, suffering from blood poisoning, and was operated on. She progressed satisfactorily but early last night she was found on the ground at the back of the hospital, having jumped out of her window. Her skull was fractured, and death must have been almost instantaneous. A post mortem examination showed deceased to have been suffering from meningitis. 

Christchurch, January 12. An inquest was held this afternoon on the body of Mary Scott, a school teacher resident at Charlton, Banks Peninsula, who fell out of a window at the Alexandra Hospital, in Perry road, on Saturday evening, and died shortly afterwards. A verdict was returned that "Deceased committed suicide by throwing herself from the window while in an unsound state of mind." The coroner added that he was satisfied that every care had been taken of the deceased at the hospital, and that her death was in no way due to lack of attention there. 

The funeral took place at Gimmerburn on Wednesday afternoon last. The deepest sympathy of friends and neighbors is extended to the relatives in their sudden and unfortunate bereavement. 

The deceased lady was a sister of Mr Geo Scott of Chasm Creek, Bald Hill Flat.  -Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, 21/1/1914.

The Christchurch "Press" mentions that Mary was admitted with peritonitis, instead of - or perhaps as well as - blood poisoning. It goes on to say that "an operation was performed." I suspect that she was admitted for complications resulting from an illegal abortion.  I have nothing but my suspicions to justify this.


Gimmerburn Cemetery.




Alfred Arnold Blakely, (1887-4/7/1908). "without a warning."

 DROWNING FATALITY.

A very sad drowning fatality occurred in the district last Saturday afternoon A young man named Alfred Blakely, a son of Mr John Blakely, of Gimmerburn, was driving an eight horse waggon load of chaff from the Styx to his father's farm in Gimmerburn. He was accompanied by a young man named Brent. When they got to what is known as Hall's ford (near Mr T. Hall's section) deceased took a hack and rode across the river to see if it was fordable. He got across alright but when returning to the waggon the horse was seen to give a plunge, but the rider stuck to him. Shortly afterwards he gave another plunge and both it and the rider disappeared. When the animal again reappeared it was riderless. 

The river was in a condition of high flood and there was a fairly strong current running, and it appears that when returning to the Patearoa side the horse got washed down about 10 yards and the bank at the spot where it tried to land was too high, and it fell back. 

The police and others dragged the river on Sunday and the body was found shortly before 3 o'clock about 250 or 300 yards further down. Deceased's watch had stopped at twenty minutes to 5.

An inquest was held at his father's residence on Monday, the jury returned a verdict of accidentally drowned. 

Deceased was not quite 22 years of age, and his tragic and sudden end spread quite a gloom over the neighbourhood, and the deepest sympathy is felt for his friends. 

The remains were interred in the Gimmerburn cemetery on Tuesday.

The Rev Mr Standage officiated.  -Mt Ida Chronicle, 10/7/1908.


Gimmerburn Cemetery.


"A sudden call at God's command, he fell
He had not time to bid his friends farewell
The summons came without a warning given
That bade him hasten to meet his God in Heaven."

Wednesday 21 February 2024

Joseph Cyprian Fenn, (1850-3/1/1924). "most highly respected"

GLENORCHY.

(From a Correspondent). In common with all other places the. weather at the Head of the Lake has been simply wretched, rain falling at more or less frequent intervals. Mr Fenn has imported a portable engine, together with a saw-milling plant, and purposes turning out the timber himself for building a two storey accommodation house at Paradise. Considerable difficulties were experienced in taking the engine to the site of operations, as it had to be taken across all sorts of country and through the Dart river. It took eleven horses for the work, but under the capable whip of Mr J. Cronin almost insurmountable difficulties were overcome without the slightest mishap.   -Lake County Press, 24/5/1906.


Glenorchy Notes

From Our Own Correspondent.

We have had the most glorious weather we could wish for during the Christmas holidays, bright,. warm, sunny days with gentle breezes now and then. Many local people whoso work would allow them went for drives and picnics to the different beauty spots. Tourists were not very numerous till the last few days in the district, but now there are a few more coming, and an additional number of excursionists who take the drive to Paradise and back in the same day. A new drive has also been commenced from Kinloch to Kowhai Creek, a very pretty picnicking place. In a short time the road is to be improved which will enable them to drive to the Routeburn Valley and back the same day for the steamer. Mr Fenn’s Hotel Arcadia is now completed, though out buildings and grounds have yet to be erected and completed. The hotel itself can now rank among the first hotels of New Zealand. The furniture, fittings, and paper hangings are the most beautiful I have ever seen anywhere, and the comfort of the guests had been considered everywhere. Mr Fenn has been fortunate in his staff. Mr and Mrs Story being the right people in the right place.  -Southland Times, 4/1/1907.


In our article on "Arcadia," Paradise, last week, we omitted to mention that a private telephone was being erected by Mr Fenn between the new house and Glenorchy. This, it is obvious, will prove a great boon, particularly to those who wish to make arrangements for board, etc.   -Lake Wakatip Mail, 15/1/1907.


GLENORCHY NOTES

Mr J. C. Fenn has sold his property (including that fine building “Arcadia”) to Mr Reid, of Alexandra. I hear that Mr Reid intends to utilise “Arcadia” as a residence, so that it will in future be closed to tourists. Mr Fenn will in future reside in England, and in his departure the district is losing a gentleman whom it will he hard to replace. Mr Fenn has proved himself a friend to many, and although of a quiet and retiring disposition be took a keen interest in any movement that had for its object the welfare of the district. His donations were always liberal, particularly to the various local patriotic funds. His many friends here will wish him many years of health and happiness in his retirement.  -Lake County Press, 17/2/1920.


OBITUARY.

JOSEPH CYPRIAN FENN; Aged 69,

On Thursday last death claimed one off the oldest and most highly respected inhabitants of the district in the person of Mr Joseph Cyprian Fenn. In coming straight from England, a young man, in 1881, Mr Fenn settled in Paradise, Lake Wakatipu, purchasing all the Messrs McBride’s and Whitburn’s properties there, and with the exception of very rare and short business trips he has never been a day or a night out of Paradise since. Four years ago Mr Fenn disposed of his property to Mr Alex. Head, but he continued to reside in his old home until Boxing Day, when, being extremely ill, he was conveyed to Queenstown, where he passed away at Mrs Fix’s private hospital. 

Writing of Mr Fenn, our Glenorchy correspondent describes him as a man of strong character and sterling worth, a man possessed of an inflexible will, allied to a high sense of honour, and one who was of a generous nature. A highly educated man, having passed through Cambridge University, Mr Fenn was a fine type of cultured English gentleman. In his young days he was also no mean athlete, having rowed with success in the Cambridge eight against Oxford. Of a very sensitive and reserved nature, deceased never took any part in public affairs, but he was a great reader and a keen lover and student of nature. The romantic beauty and magnificent grandeur of the scenery amid which he lived so long had a strong appeal for him, and he never thought of leaving these familiar scenes or his hermit’s castle until death forced his departure. For him the city had no lure; the whirl and the dissipation of what are called the pleasures of life held for him no charm. Although a retiring disposition prevented Mr Fenn from participating publicly in many of the local functions, a subscription list — especially one for any charitable or patriotic purpose — was never presented to him in vain. Quiet and unaffected, a cultured gentleman, one who loved nature and the simple life, he has passed from amongst us, leaving behind the record of a stainless life, and a memory to which honour and respect, in the highest degree, will always be paid by those who knew him best. Mr Fenn, who was a batchelor, leaves no relatives in the Dominion. The funeral took place on Saturday afternoon, the remains being interred in the Queenstown cemetery. The Rev. Wm. Uphill, relieving vicar of St. Peters, conducted the burial service.  -Lake Wakatip Mail, 8/1/1924.


Mr Joseph Cyprian Fenn, a resident of many years’ standing at Diamond Lake, Paradise, the show place beyond the head of Lake Wakatipu, died in a private hospital in Queenstown on Friday. Deceased, who was 74 years of age, came from the Home Land nearly half a century ago and engaged in farming at the head of the lake, where he had been for over 40 years. Some years ago he built the accommodation house known as Arcadia on a piece of his run at Paradise. This he sold with his property when he disposed of it to Mr Alex. Reid a few years ago, Since then he had lived in retirement. Mr Fenn was educated at Cambridge University, England. He never married, and lived in close retirement all his life at Paradise.  -Wairarapa Daily Times, 9/1/1924.


Otago Witness, 19/12/1906.

Queenstown Cemetery.




12/871 Private Robert Mills Sutherland, (13/2/1889-25/10/1922). "the pleasant field of daisies"

DEATH.

SUTHERLAND — At Invercargill, on October 25, 1922, Robert Mills, dearly beloved husband of Lily Sutherland, and eldest beloved son of A. and D. Sutherland, 6 Grace Street; aged 33 years. 12/871 Main Body, Auckland Battalion. Interment at Dunedin — J. Fraser & Co., Undertakers.  -Southland Times, 27/10/1922.



About People

One of the first New Zealanders to land on the Gallipoli peninsula, Mr Robert Mills Sutherland, died at the Southland Hospital on Wednesday. He joined the 16th Waikatos at the outbreak of war and was a member of the Main Body, Auckland battalion. When the battalion embarked for the landing Mr Sutherland was in the first boat. He was wounded in the shoulder on Gallipoli and sent to England for hospital treatment, returning to his battalion during the rest in Egypt prior to the embarkation for France. In the Somme battle of 1916 he was again wounded, this time severely, in the hip, and from that wound he never fully recovered, it being the ultimate cause of his death. When discharged from the army he tried working at his trade, that of an engineer, and accepted a position with the Southland Times Company, but was unable to continue owing to his war disability. Despite his severe handicap he was always cheerful and confident that he would eventually recover sufficiently to accept another position. However, other complications set in and proved too much for his constitution, already weakened by war service. He was a keen volunteer and was a member of the old Awarua Rifles, and while with that company gamed a reputation as a rifle shot, winning many trophies. He was married about a year ago and leaves a young widow.  -Southland Times, 27/10/1922.


Robert Sutherland served in the Auckland Infantry Regiment and was first wounded on May 8, 1915, on Gallipoli. There was supposed to be a dawn attack on Turkish positions on that day, but bad staff work saw them well short of their starting point at dawn.  After making their way up a winding creek bed there was a couple of hundred yards of open ground to cover under fire. The Regiment's Official History describes the attack: "The Colonel came along: "Well, boys, the orders are to go ahead, and we have got to carry them out." The Regulars were not encouraging. "What! You are going to cross the Daisy Patch — God help you!" They had tried the day before, with no success. "Yes, of course we are going!" and on the signal every man of the first line was over the parapet and down the slope. Then the hail of Turkish fire smote them. Riflemen and machine-gunners from the stunted pines on the right poured in a hell of fire. The enemy batteries back on Achi Baba picked up the range and swept the ground with shrapnel. Not a man of the first wave faltered, most of them went down, but a few crossed the little field, and in the scrub beyond formed up some sort of a firing-line. The second wave came on, and were shot down to the last man. A third wave tried to cross, but it seemed as though all the Turkish fire was converging on them, and the pleasant field of daisies was full of agony. Yet men got across somehow, somewhere — dashing a few yards from shallow cover to shallow cover, crawling inches at a time, changing direction slightly. Turks in front took their toll, and then before the gleaming bayonets reached them, vanished back through the scrub. The Daisy Patch itself was a tangle of Auckland dead and wounded. Even when all who could had crossed, it was swept by a hellish fire, and many a poor wretch was hit again and again."

Robert was admitted to a hospital ship which took him to Egypt. He had received a gunshot wound to his head. 

He rejoined his unit the following July, to be evacuated again, this time with typhoid fever. After hospital time in Cairo and England he was released to a second-line role for a while.

His next hospital stay, back in Egypt in March 1916, was for a venereal disease. He embarked with the rest of the Regiment for France in May.

At the height of the Somme offensive, on September 18, Robert was wounded again.  While in hospital he was further treated for his venereal disease. He was eventually declared unfit for service and discharged in October, 1917.  

Robert Sutherland died of a cerebral abscess caused by tuberculosis.


Andersons Bay Cemetery, Dunedin.