Wednesday, 23 August 2017

"an illegal operation" - Helen Glegg, 1831-3/9/1924.


Mr and Mrs Charles Frederick Glegg lived in Smith Street, Dunedin.  Charles was a civil engineer and Helen was a wife and mother.  Both were originally from Scotland, arriving in 1880, and Charles had a strong interest in Scottish culture and knowledge generally, being a frequent writer of letters to various editors on a wide range of subjects - from effigies at Westminster Abbey to six-toed people.

They had three children - Henry, born in 1872; Frederick, born in 1883; and a daughter, described as being "of feeble intellect," born about 1884.  Helen took in boarders in their Smith St house.

Young Frederick Glegg died at the age of ten in 1893, and some time later the family moved to Lees Street.  Charles died there in 1912 at the age of 72 and it was not long after that tragedy that Helen Glegg's life took another direction.

Eight years after her husband's death, Helen and her two remaining children were in Philips Street, Kensington, in a three bedroom house containing the three family members and two boarders.  On March third, 1920, Helen's remaining son, Henry died and, three months later, tragedy struck the household again.

Shortly before 7pm on June 12th a Dr Lindon took a telephone call and a man's voice reported a very ill young woman who needed his help.  The same man called an hour later, saying that the case was urgent.  He arrived at Mrs Glegg's house in Philips Street just after 9pm to find a young woman in bed, dead and still warm.  As was his duty in such circumstances, Dr Lindon called the police.

Police Detective Hall, with Sergeant Thomson arrived at eleven the next morning and found the body of Olive May Pile.  Certain "instruments" were secured and, while searching the rest of the house, tried to open a door when Mrs Glegg held it shut, saying "There is no one in there."  Hall opened the door anyway and found a second young woman, alive but very unwell.  The second young woman was Rose Williams, an orchardist's daughter from Alexandra and she was suffering from septicemia caused by an illegal abortion.

Olive Pile's story was a simple one.  A fisherman's daughter from Karitane, she had recently left home and taken a job as a domestic servant in Oamaru.  She was 20 years old and had been seeing a young man called Thomas Burnett, a railway surfaceman.  Olive became pregnant and there was a meeting between the two of them and Olive's father - who shortly after called the police.  Olive and Thomas took a train to Dunedin and then the St Kilda tram to Kensington, to 15 Philips Street.

Philips St, with DCC gasometer.

There, they met Helen Glegg - though it became clear to Thomas that Olive had been to Philips Street before.  Thomas was asked by Helen - "What are you going to do?"  Thomas replied -  "I don't care what it is going to cost, I am prepared to pay  it."  He was told that the price to pay was twenty pounds. Burnett handed over the cash - a ten and two fives - and Helen Glegg left him and Olive alone in the sitting room.  Shortly after, Thomas left and returned to Oamaru.

A few days later, Thomas received a telegram which read "All well. M Pile"  The following Saturday Thomas returned to Dunedin, made his way to Philips Street and asked to see Olive.  It was around 10.15 pm on June 12.  "Are you the girl's boy?"  asked Helen.  "Yes," replied Thomas.  Helen then told him the tragic news.

"What am I going to do?" asked Thomas. "What am I going to do?" was the reply.  Thomas was told what to do - leave, and tell no one of his part in the matter.

Helen Glegg was arrested on two charges of "performing an illegal operation," referring to the abortions performed on Rose Williams and Olive.  She was later charged with the murder of Olive May Pile.

The trial was, as you might expect, a dramatic one.  Rose was unable to testify initially, still gravely ill in hospital.  Thomas Burnett gave evidence as to his part, and police presented four pieces of wire, described as meat skewers, one of them bloodstained.  Other equipment was produced in court, described as "the favourite instruments used for abortion."

The Government Pathologist gave his verdict on the cause of Olive's death - septicemia.

Alfred Hanlon, Glegg's lawyer, successfully defended her by pointing out that, in order to commit murder, the accused would have to have intended to kill Olive May Pile, which was obviously untrue. 

The jury's verdict on the charge of murder was an easy one.  She was found guilty, however, of "performing an illegal operation" on Rose Williams but the jury recommended mercy from the court in view of her age and infirmity.

Helen Glegg was then tried for "performing an illegal operation" on Olive Pile.  The jury found her "not guilty" on the weight of previously presented evidence.  At her sentencing regarding Rose Williams, Alfred Hanlon spoke on her behalf, referring to her advanced age (72) and the fact that she was left a widow seven or eight years before in very poor circumstances.  She had no way of making money for herself and her "mentally deficient" daughter and that was the reason why she had been  "tempted to follow the occupation that had brought her into the present position."  Hanlon expressed his fear that, such was her physical condition, any prison sentence would be a death sentence.

The Crown Prosecutor stated that since the death of her husband she had carried out abortions  "There had been some serious cases, but the corroborative evidence was not strong enough to bring her before the court.  She was looked upon as a very serious danger to the community."  The Gaol Surgeon reported that her health had been failing since her arrest.

She was sentenced to eighteen months in prison, without hard labour.

Helen did her time and moved in early 1923 to a house in Nairn Street, Kaikorai, boarding there with her daughter.  On September 3rd, 1924 Helen hanged herself with a jersey belt from a pedestal bed. She had been drinking heavily and worrying about her situation.  A coroner's jury returned a verdict of death by strangulation.  The fate of Helen Glegg's daughter is not recorded in the newspapers - even her name was not reported.  Perhaps, with her mother gone, she went to the Seacliff Asylum.

Rose Williams, if she is the same Rose Williams in the cemetery at Alexandra, died a widow at the age of 60.  The Philips Street house, if not demolished earlier, would have gone to make room for the new Southern Motorway from the Oval to Caversham.


The Glegg grave in the Northern Cemetery: mother, father, sons - no daughter.





"Dear little Thomas," Thomas Hey Campbell, 1922-27/9/1931.

Dear little Thomas, loved by all.





In loving memory of...Dear Little Thomas...beloved son of...Thomas and Kate Campbell...27th Aug 1931...Aged 9 years...Loved by all...Also William Walter Hey...Accidentally killed 24th August 1919

Roslyn Mills aerial view - National Library photo

Thomas Hey Campbell lived at Newport St in Belleknowes, Dunedin.  He loved to play around the water supply ponds at the Roslyn Woollen Mills, which held the water used for washing and dying their product.  He fell of the top of the dam and into the water.

The dam at the Roslyn Mill - National Library photo


And William Hey, accidentally killed - he was in a taxi on his way to a funeral in Oamaru when the vehicle left the road on the Katiki Beach section.  The car flipped and William was killed instantly.  No cause was found for the accident.  I assume that William was Dear little Thomas' uncle.


Friday, 18 August 2017

"British blood tells on land or sea" - 8/1003 Lieutenant John Stuart Reid, 4/2/1893-3/5/1915.

"British blood tells on land or sea"


"John Stuart Reid...Adjutant...Otago Battalion...Killed in Action...Gallipoli...2nd May 1915


A Regimental Adjutant is the officer in charge of the administration of the unit.  He assists his Commanding Officer in the day-to-day routines, reports and other paperwork essential to the smooth running of the unit.  You don't expect the adjutant to be at the "sharp end" of a war.  But at Gallipoli the rules were different.
a stellar student
John Stuart Reid was born in 1893 and was a stellar student, passing the Civil Service Examination in 1909 and going on to study at the University of Otago.  In 1911 he applied for and was awarded the Gray Russell Scholarship which was founded in 1882 by George Grey Russell, builder of the house at Glenfalloch on the Otago Peninsula.  The scholarship was worth forty pounds.

John gained a First Class result in French Phonetics in the 1912 examination results and a Second Class in Constitutional History and Law 1913.

At Otago Boys High School John had been Captain of the Defence Cadets and he was gazetted Lieutenant of the Otago Regiment in 1912.  He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in June of 1914 but John Stuart Reid was not destined for an academic career.

With Mobilisation in September 1914, John was appointed to the position of Assistant Adjutant to the Commanding Officer during the six weeks of training and tented life at Tahuna Park.

The Reid house in Falcon St.  Photo taken from the street.


departure
The end of those six weeks began with a bugle reveille at 3am.  Dressing by candle-light in their tents, and doing their best to avoid the heavy rain that morning, they packed their gear and loaded it onto the waiting train.  The order to mount was given to the Mounted Battalion and they moved out quietly and rode to Port Chalmers to board ship.

Reveille for the Infantry was at 4.30am, though there had not been much sleep that night and most had been awakened by the earlier action.  Kit was packed and the camp was almost deserted by 10.30am.  A waiting train took them to Port Chalmers through a city which was mostly unaware of their departure.

Just over 1700 men in all arrived that morning at Port Chalmers.  Dunedin had been quiet but the Port was decorated with banners and bunting of colourful and patriotic style.  "Soldiers of the Southern Cross, the Empire calls you" was the first one visible, followed by "British blood tells on land or sea."

The final message, across the entrance to the wharf, wished "God-speed to our boys."

It was a difficult and careful job to load the horses of the Mounted Battalion.  Each man rode one horse and led several others and they were crane-loaded in boxes and led and pushed up covered gangways.  The public were excluded but a growing crowd started pushing at the restraining police and eventually broke through and surged to the military barricade.  Sentries with fixed bayonets were a little more effective than the local police and the crowd waited there until the barricade was opened a mere half hour before sailing.  Officers who'd had business in town and arrived later had to push their way through the crowd.  A late consignment of lifebelts had to be untied and passed hand to hand over the heads of the crowd.

There was one small element of ceremony just before the two ships, HMNZT 9 the Hawkes Bay and HMNZT 5 the Ruapehu, left for the war.  The Port Chalmers Mayor and Councillors came aboard the former ship and  Mayor Scollay made a short farewell speech, redolent with phrases such as "despotic militarism," "barbarian enemy," "honourable obligations" and "liberty and civilisation."

In reply, Colonel Bauchop, a Port Chalmers native destined to die on "Bauchop's Hill" in Gallipoli, made a much shorter and much less dramatic speech and the Officer Commanding the Otago Military District, Colonel Nicholls, VD added: "We are sending of our best from Otago and I know that they will give a good account of themselves." before admonishing the men to write home to those left behind and who would live in constant concern for their well being.

The visitors then left and the barricade was opened, allowing the crowd to surge onto the wharf and exchange shouted farewells with the troops.  The ships had steam up and were soon edging away.  Some entertainment was given the crowd by a fireman from the Ruapehu who returned to his ship to find all gangways up and only a heavy cable attaching the ship to the wharf.  He had been in the Port having "a merry afternoon" and climbed up the cable head downwards and almost falling into the water a couple of times.

Then the ships were off, with cheers exchanged from ship to shore.  A lone white handkerchief, held by the only woman on board, the wife of an Imperial Officer going home, was visible as the Ruapehu was lost to sight.  An escort of local boats, dressed in all colours, accompanied the ships to the Otago Harbour heads where cheers and signals were exchanged with the Taiaroa Fortress garrison.

After two days' sailing the ships arrived in Wellington, ready to join the troopships waiting there.  Then orders were received to postpone sailing.  Horses were put ashore and the men lived on the transports, leaving them for exercise and training ashore.  Finally on October 16, nearly a month after leaving Port Chalmers, the troop convoy, escorted by three British and one Japanese warship, left for the War.

Five days' sailing saw them at Hobart and a week later the convoy joined the larger convoy of the Australian Expeditionary Force.  On the night of November 8-9, one of the escorting warships, the HMAS Sydney, was detached from the convoy to confront and destroy the German commerce raider Emden.  The Sydney's return to the convoy with 138 prisoners at Colombo, Sri Lanka, had the convoy's first view of "the enemy" as the prisoners were distributed around the ships.

Egypt
Next the convoy reached Aden and Suez and halted there.  Everyone was expecting to proceed to Europe but orders were received and everyone went to camp in the desert.  There was some excitement when the Turkish Army attempted to cross the Canal with pontoons but the Otagos were kept in reserve and saw no action.

On April 9th, 1915, after much training and marching around the Egyptian Desert, the Otagos entrained for Alexandra.  There they were transferred to a captured enemy ship which was filthy and louse-ridden.  Three days later saw them at Mudros harbour, the assembly point for the Gallipoli landings, joining a fleet of battleships, troopships and transports.  Officers were briefed on the general plan and troops practised for an amphibious landing.  At midnight on April 24th, after a stirring address from General Sir Ian Hamilton, the Otago Battalion followed the Royal Navy battleships to the fateful shore of Gallipoli - a name none had heard before and a name no survivors would forget.

Gallipoli - the landing
Landing on the shore at Gaba Tepe was no simple matter.  The men scrambled down the sides of their transports onto navy destroyers and then onto barges which were towed by small steam boats towards the shore.  Then it was a 300 yard drag to the beach, the barges heavy and under fire from the Turks.  By 9.30am the two and a half hour manoeuvre was completed by the first group.  The Otagos began to arrive at 2.30pm and were all ashore by four.

The situation immediately became confused.  Turkish artillery took its toll and the NZ troops had none of their own yet, while communication and observation problems meant no support from the waiting naval vessels.  Casualties started piling up and the heat and exhaustion started to play their part. Re-embarkation was suggested to the commanding General whose response was "Dig, dig, dig, until you are safe."

All through that first night the Turkish Army kept up its fire on the Anzacs and several attacks were made.  At dawn on the 26th the Turkish guns opened up again and were answered by the few that had been brought ashore and from the supporting ships.  Orders were received to reorganise the line and furious fighting continued all day.  The night of the 26-27 was relatively quiet, though the men of Otago could hear the Australians on their right being attacked heavily.

The fighting continued furiously on the 27th and the Battalion was ordered inland, up Monash Valley and onto Plugges Plateau where it took up defensive positions.  For the following two days it seemed that the Turks had eased off, possibly transferring their strength to other parts of the Line to the south.  The 30th was quiet enough for vital resupply work to be done and some troops were taken out of the Line and sent back to the shore to rest and bathe - both badly needed.  At this stage, of the 937 men of the Otago Battalion, 18 had been killed and 60 wounded.

Gallipoli - Dead Man's Ridge
At the end of April plans were being drawn for a new attack by the Anzacs.  An area which overlooked Monash Gully and would later be named Dead Man's Ridge was chosen as a goal to deny its position to the Turks.  May First was the planned date but the attack had to be delayed after a Turkish attack on the nearby Australians.  May Second, 7.15pm was the start time, preceded by an artillery and naval bombardment.  Otago's goal was a hill named Knoll 700.  The Australian 16 Battalion, 4th Division made good time and achieved their aim but suffered greatly from Turkish machine guns.  The Otago Battalion, unfortunately were late.  They started to march to the start point at about 4.30pm, heading along the beach and then up Monash Gully.  Turkish snipers at the head of the gully, a procession of wounded on stretchers coming down the track and, mostly, a half Battalion of the Naval Brigade taking up the Monash Gully track slowed their progress.  So the attack from two directions, meant to hit Turkish lines at the same time, was delivered at intervals of 90 minutes.  There was no surprise from the Otagos.

The task of the Otago Battalion wasn't helped by it occurring at night, on steep terrain (machine guns were hauled by rope up some of the steeper parts) and the additional pressure of arriving late at the start point.  They advanced towards the Turkish position named "Baby 700" for 200-300 yards without, it seemed, being detected.  Then all hell was loosed against them.

The Otagos' advance was into a curving Turkish position and they were swept with rifle and machine gun fire from three sides.  The attack failed, though a few of the 4th Company, in the lead, reached the enemy trenches having lost all officers but one and suffering 78% casualties.

The Battalion dug in short of their target and held on, under fire, for two days.  The overall situation was unclear to them, runners were sent back to inform Command of the situation but no orders were received.  By May 4th, with no news, reinforcements or supplies, it was decided by the remaining officers that their position was untenable and they moved back to the main Line that night.

Lieutenant John Stuart Reid, BA's life ended after that attack.  He died either on May 2nd (according to the official records) or May 3rd according to his memorial stone in Dunedin's Northern Cemetery. He was assigned to the 4th Company and the mention of the 4th losing all officers but one - Lieutenant J L Saunders - puts his death on the 2nd.  He died in desperate circumstances, many others dead around him, the happy, cheering men who left Port Chalmers gone, lying still or fighting hopelessly around him.

NZ Forces tunic button, found in the vicinity of Pope's Hill, 1919, Australian War Memorial collection


"heroic self sacrifice"
The news was released to the those at home ten days later, on May 12th.  On the 15th, the Reid family's church, the Moray Place Congregational, paused in the celebration of their silver jubilee to propose a Motion to "express heartfelt sympathy with Mr and Mr W E C Reid in the loss of their only son, Captain and Adjutant John Stuart Reid who has fallen in battle at the Dardanelles, and, while showing their sorrow, also to share in the pride which they must feel in the heroic self-sacrifice of him whose future appeared so bright with promise, but who has nobly given his life in the service of King, country and humanity."

More was said by the Reverend Saunder about the Reids' only son, recalling the achievements of his young life.  It was an early death for Dunedin in the Great War.  All present stood silently for the Motion to be carried.



“Those heroes that shed their blood
And lost their lives.
You are now lying in the soil of a friendly country.
Therefore, rest in peace.
There is no difference between the Johnnies
And the Mehmets to us where they lie side by side
Here in this country of ours,
You, the mothers,
Who sent their sons from far away countries
Wipe away your tears,
Your sons are now lying in our bosom
And are in peace
After having lost their lives on this land they have
Become our sons as well"

-1934, Kemal Ataturk, leader of Turkey, aka Kemal Pasha, General in charge of the defence of Gallipoli

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

DEFIANT PILOT - 41850 Pilot Officer John Richard Kemp, 14/8/1914-19/6/1940.


Defiant Pilot



In the Hampden cemetery is a rare but not unique epitaph, "Died in the Battle of Britain."  As soon as I found details of his life and death in the RAF, I said to myself, "Oh dear..."

Pilot Officer John Richard Kemp flew a Boulton Paul Defiant.  He joined the RAF in 1938 and by 1940 was a well-trained regular officer.  His squadron, 141, converted to the Defiant from the Bristol Blenheim in April 1940.

The Defiant was, depending on who you read, either an unfortunate victim of changing wartime circumstances or an ill-conceived death trap. It was designed for a coming war which was anticipated to be similar to the Great War - a static front line with bomber assaults on military and civilian targets behind it.

Those bombers would be arriving without fighter escort, due to the range between Germany and Britain being too far for the limited fuel capacity of a single-engined fighter plane.  So the Defiant was designed.  It was a two-seat fighter with the gunner in a powered four-gun turret.  The crew would find their enemy bomber, position themselves beside and below and fire the turret guns.

The fall of France, of course, changed all that.  The shock of suddenly finding Luftwaffe airfields on the French coast was a profound one.  The first Defiant squadron, 264, soon realised during training that their plane was no match for a modern single-engined, single-seat fighter.

However, the Defiant was quite successful in combat to begin with, especially against German bombers.  With a shape similar to the Hawker Hurricane, it was often attacked from behind and above by German fighters - ideal for the gunner with his four machine guns.  But the Luftwaffe soon realised what they were dealing with and the Defiant's days were numbered.  264 Squadron had developed a defensive tactic of flying in a circle and losing altitude and had shared their discovery with 141 Squadron - which ignored it.

On July 19, 1940, nine Defiants of 141 based at Hawkinge airfield were sent to cover the progress of a convoy of ships in the English Channel off Folkstone.  Soon after taking off they were attacked by Bf 109s.  Six of the nine Defiants were shot down and John Kemp was in one of them.  It was their first mission.

John Kemp's father had been a police Inspector and he grew up in Timaru and Wellington.  He initially joined 54 Squadron which had two other New Zealanders and flew Spitfires.  His transfer to 141 wasn't appreciated by his mates in 54 and, after serious losses over Dunkirk, the Squadron Leader of 54 put in the paperwork for his return.  Unfortunately for J R Kemp, the request was answered by the transfer of a J L Kemp.  John Kemp stayed with 141 and met his fate in the sea near Dover.






failed to eject - 3507328 Pilot Officer Hugh Gourley, RAF, 1934-24/7/1954.

Operation "Dividend," on July 22, 1954, was the largest RAF operation since the end of the Second World War.  It was a simulation of the Royal Air Force's response to an attack from the east by nuclear armed Soviet bombers.


Six aircraft were lost during the operation and six aircrew were killed.  One of them was Flying Officer Hugh Johnstone Gourley from Dunedin.

Hugh Gourley was born to well-off parents in Dunedin.  He went to Otago Boys High School and joined the local Air Training Corps.  On leaving school he applied to join the RNZAF but wasn't accepted.  Determined to be a pilot he worked his passage to the UK and joined the Royal Air Force.

He was commissioned a Pilot Officer at age 20 and began flying the Meteor, Britain's front line fighter plane of the time.
Shortly before Operation Dividend, Hugh completed a Flying Instructor's course.

Flying his 43 Squadron Meteor, Hugh Gourley and a fellow squadron member were making a simulated attack on a Royal Navy fighter.  The two Meteors collided and, although Hugh fired his ejector seat, he died when the plane crashed into the North Sea.

His father, Samuel Gourley, had died exactly a month before.




Gloster Meteor, Britain's first jet fighter.  Hugh and his RAF colleagues would have been unaware that the MiG-15 had flown rings around the Meteor over Korea.  The RAAF Squadron operating there had signed Official Secrets Act documents which kept them silent on the matter.

"A shocking tragedy" - Agatha and Ellen McPhee

In the Southern Cemetery can be found many stories of suffering and disaster...if you know where to look.  This story took place at the All Nations Hotel, on the main street of Caversham.  Charles Dickens would have made a novel from it.

"The quiet town of Caversham was this morning the scene of a tragedy so horrible that the bare thought of it almost makes one's blood run cold." reported the ODT on May First, 1871.  Agatha McPhee was a well-respected wife and mother, married to the All Nations hotelier.  What could make such a woman kill her four year old daughter and then herself?

It was about 7am when the hotelier, Donald, was told by one of his daughters that her mother and sister were lying dead in a pool of blood in their room.  Donald rushed to the scene and found his youngest daughter almost beheaded and his wife with her throat cut.  Agatha, however, was still alive. The weapon was an eighteen inch butcher's knife.

A doctor was hastily summoned who recognised that no arteries had been cut and sewed up the wound.  Agatha McPhee seemed to improve but died soon after.  Before she died she was able to make a statement which explained her actions.

Mrs McPhee's husband Donald was in a contracting partnership with a man named Peter Kane who had spent the night in the All Nations while Donald was away.  During the night, Kane had sexually assaulted her.  When Agatha told her husband, he threatened Kane with the law.  Kane replied with "statements damaging to Mrs McPhee's moral character."

Donald McPhee made it clear to his wife that he would lay a complaint against Kane and that she would be required to give evidence in court.  This was too much for Agatha to bear.  The shame of baring all in court and the moral insinuations of a defence cross-examination was too much for her to contemplate.  There was only one way out for poor Agatha.


THE CAVERSHAM TRAGEDY.

Dr Hocken, City coroner, held an inquiry to day, at the Edinburgh Castle Hotel, Caversham, touching the death of Agatha McPhee, aged 35 years, and Ellen Margaret McPhee, aged 4 years. Mr Feger was foreman of the jury, and Mr Barton watched the proceedings on behalf of Peter Kane, who was present in custody. 

The following evidence was given: Mary McPhee, aged nine years: Deceased was my mother. Yesterday morning, about half-past seven, whilst dressing m my bedroom upstairs, I heard a noise something like a cock crowing, proceeding from downstairs. I went down, and in mother’s room I saw her lying on the floor with her throat cut, and beneath her lay my sister Nelly, with her throat cut too, and close to a pool of blood. I asked mother who killed Nelly, and she pointed to her chest, meaning herself. I ran away and told father. On Sunday night, when I went to bed at nine o’clock, I heard mother and father talking in a low tone, I heard father tell her he would take it to Court. Father was crying. Mother and father were both up before me yesterday.

Mary McNair: I reside at Caversham, close to the deceased’s. A neighbour of mine called me yesterday and told me Mrs. McPhee and her child were dead, and asked me to go to their house. On going there, I went into the room in which she lying. She waved her hand to me to come in, but did not speak. She was lying with her head on her little girl, who was quite motionless. There were the carving-knife and steel produced close by her. Two other women were helping to bind up her throat. I remained in the house during the whole of that day. She did not speak until ten o’clock in the morning. She asked the time and I told her; it was half past ten. She asked if she could live until “that man” came. I asked who was the man, and she replied, “Peter Kane.” I asked her if she had anything to say to him, she said, "No; not to him. I only wanted to satisfy Mr. McPhee that I was innocent.’’ She then asked if Mr. McPhee had “forgiven her” — I understood her to mean for cutting her throat — “and she hoped the Lord would forgive her.” She seemed perfectly rational; but did not speak much until Sergt. Thompson came in and took some evidence. Towards evening, when I lighted the candle, she again spoke very rationally. She then asked me if I had laid Nelly out. I replied, “Yes.” She said, “Where have you laid her out?” and I told her just in there where it was done. I told her I went into Mrs Lucas’s opposite, and got a little nightgown for the child, and asked her if I had done right. She said, “Oh, yes.” I said to her, “You have a good mind of what you did this morning,” and she said, “Of course I have.” I said, “Did you know you were going to do this last night?” She said, “Yes, I have been thinking of doing it since last Wednesday.” I asked her for what reason she had been thinking over this since Wednesday. She replied that she intended to tell her husband about the circumstance with Kane, and if he did not take it well she would do what she had done. She said she had intended to take her two children with her, as they would be no bother and out of the way; because if he did not take it well she could not look him in the face again. She said she had not time to take the baby; her husband did not take it very well, crying as he then was. She made up her mind on Saturday to do what she had done, because her husband took the affair so badly. I asked her whether she followed her little girl Nelly into the bedroom or took her by the hand when she went to do what she did? She said she lifted her in her arms. She said little Nelly said, “Where are you going to take me, mamma?” and that she replied, “I am gong to send you to heaven.” I asked her how she did it; and she said, "I laid her across the bed; she cried out a little, but it was soon over.” I asked her the reason why she picked upon Nelly first. She said, “Ever since Wednesday Nelly always asked to go along with me. I thought I would take her first, and baby next.” I said, “Mrs McPhee, do you mean to tell me you were in your proper senses when you did this?” She replied, “Yes, of course I was.” I asked her if she was sorry for what she had done; but she made no reply beyond “Nelly is in heaven; she is all right!” During the day some other person asked her if she was not sorry for what she had done, and she merely replied, “It is too late now.” I have known her intimately for about two years. She never showed the slightest tendency to insanity, or appeared low-spirited, and was a temperate, sober woman. She also said that no person should look down on Mr McPhee or the children for what she had done, because none of them had any hand in it. She died about half-past four o’clock this morning. 

John Swan, laborer, Green Island: On Saturday afternoon last I came into town, calling at Mrs McPhee’s on my way. She invited me to stop to tea, and after it was over, and when she had got the children out of the way, she commenced to tell me what had happened with Peter Kane, whom I knew to be her husband’s partner. She told me that Kane came in from the Peninsula on the previous Tuesday. After some money transactions had taken place between them, she borrowing some money from him, he (Kane) did something in the house, which she passed by, thinking that he would not dare to dishonor her; that towards evening he got somewhat tipsy, and she insisted on him going to bed, but he would not. She told the children to lock their rooms. Some time in the night, she said she was awoke by some one touching her feet. She exclaimed “who’s that;" when Kane said, “Hush! it’s only me — do not make a noise.” At the same time she said she believed she heard footsteps outside the house, as if some person were listening. She said she got more alarmed at that than at what was happening. She told him to leave the room, but he would not. He caught hold of her by the breast and arms, while she resisted, and ultimately escaped out of the room. She then got bold of a carving-knife and steel, with a view of using them if he persisted in his attempt. She went into the dining-room, and cautioned him to go to bed. He refused unless he got drink, which she gave him to pacify him. After this she heard her neighbor’s little girl — Mary Blackwood, who was sleeping with her child Mary — cry out. and she went to see what was the matter with her. She asked my advice as to whether she should tell her husband, and I advised her to do so at once. I have known her some time, and have been on friendly terms with her. She appeared very much agitated, and was scarcely able to speak, and the subject seemed a very painful one to her. She also said Kane called her foul names — a prostitute, &c. — and said “he would fetch Sparks from the N.E. Harbour to her;" and that he alleged Sparks had criminal intercourse with her. I left her in a very grievous state: but did not think she contemplated doing anything to herself. She saw she was apprehensive her neighbours had heard her contest with Kane, and that there would probably be scandal about her; that appeared to affect her more than what happened; and she was apprehensive her husband would do something dangerous. I told her she must tell her husband under any circumstances. 

James Anderson, police constable: I was called in to see the deceased on Monday morning. When I entered her bedroom she was writing: “Mrs Hagerty, send for my sister. I have been going since I left the Catholic Church. I wish to live till I see the man who took such advantage of me last Tuesday night. Send for him before you move me,” After I came in she wrote: “Mary Blackwood, I want her and my own Mary when Kane comes for satisfaction for my husband.” She afterwards wrote this to me when she saw Mr Thomson, J.P, “What can you do with me until the man that took advantage of me will come.” The following is her deposition, taken before Mr Thomson: — “I, Mrs Donald McPhee, make this deposition, believing I am on the point of death. I cut my own throat. I did it because of sin and shame. I also killed the child Agatha McPhee.”

Dr Hammond: I was called in to see the deceased yesterday morning, about eight o’clock. On my arrival, I found her lying against a chest with her throat cut; she was partly supported by a neighbor. I had her lifted into the next room. The child was lying dead on the floor; its head almost severed from the body. Death must have been instantaneous. There were two gashes — one not sufficient to cause death, the second extended right across the neck, severing the windpipe, main veins, and spinal bone. With the woman none of the main arteries were severed. I did all that was necessary, At half past 2 p.m., when I again visited her, she was somewhat stronger, and seemed very rational. I was informed in the evening that she had got up off the sofa, scared the nurse, and had tried to get at her neck. I went out and put a straight jacket on her. She died this morning; her death was caused by exhaustion following a self-inflicted cut throat. It was possible she suffered a great mental blow; and at the time she committed the act, it was quite possible her mind was unhinged. 

The Coroner pointed out to the jury that their great duty was to determine whether the deceased Agatha McPhee was sane or insane when she destroyed her own life and that of her child. He had carefully taken a good deal of evidence so as to enable them to judge, so far as was possible, whether she was suffering from mental excitement of any kind sufficient, as Dr. Hammond believed, to have turned her brain. Did they think such was the case? Several of the witnesses stated she was an intelligent woman and never gave the least signs of insanity; but, on the other hand it was such a terrible deed it could hardly be believed she did it in her sane mind. She had no hatred towards her child: on the contrary she loved it very much. She had been subjected to very great mental excitement, and her mind had been greatly taxed by the occurrence of the previous Tuesday. It was, therefore, very probable, that she inflicted those wounds during violent phrenzy, which would account for them.

The jury, after a short retirement, returned a verdict to the effect that “Agatha McPhee killed herself and her child while laboring under temporary insanity.”  -Evening Star, 2/5/1871.




There was more tragedy to come for Donald McPhee.

MAYOR’S COURT.

This Day. (Before His Worship the Mayor and John Gillies, Esq., R. M.) 

CHARGE OF ASSAULT WITH INTENT. 

Peter Kane was charged, on the information of Donald McPhee, with having, at Caversham, on the 20th ult., assaulted one Agatha McPhee with intent, &c. 

Sergeant Thompson, in stating the circumstances of the case, said the husband of the deceased woman was most anxious to prosecute the case. The proceedings were undertaken entirely at his request, and it would be necessary to ask for a remand. 

Mr Barton said he appeared for the accused, and, if his instructions were correct, the case was one of most extraordinary lunacy. The accused was, and always had been, a very respectable man, and, as their Worships were no doubt aware, was a partner of the prosecutor. He (Mr Barton) could not blame Mr McPhee for the action he had taken, if he gave credence to the deceased’s statements. But it would be hardly fair to his client if he were to allow the remand without making some statement of certain circumstances, the truth of which could be ascertained. He thought their Worships, after earing these circumstances, would come to the conclusion that there must have been some hallucination on the part of the deceased. Kane had always conducted himself well before, and the parties were friendly. The All Nations Hotel was in a thick neighborhood, and if there had been any altercation or noise, as Mrs McPhee alleged to have taken place on the 25th ult., it must have been heard outside. The circumstances he was about to relate were true, and, if authenticated by the police, would, he thought, have considerable weight with their Worships. Although the offence with which Kane was charged took place on the 25th, on the Thursday following Mrs McPhee came into town, and purchased amongst other things a shirt, which Kane now wears, and presented it to him. On the same day she left him in charge of her bar, and on the day following gave him two mattrasses  one for her husband, and the other for himself — to take to the Peninsula. If he had attempted to violate her on the previous Tuesday, it was very unlikely that she would have done those things, or allowed him to take charge of her house. The learned counsel then proceeded to comment at length on the evidence taken yesterday at the coroner’s inquiry, and pointed out the discrepancies in the various statements made by the deceased. Her last written statement he referred to more particularly. “On Tuesday night,” she said, “I went bed frightened about Kane using such bad —. About half-past two I felt something feeling at legs. Thought it was a rat” — according to her statement to her friend Swain she knew it was Kane — “I shoved my foot and jumped out of bed. He up to me and took me under the two arms and wanted me to lay with as he done it to me already. I opened my bedroom window and made as much noise” — this was directly in opposition to what she told Swain; to him she merely said she resisted Kane, and ultimately got away from him, and that thinking some neighbor had been listening she got frightened — "I got and struck a match and got steel and he said he not molest; to go to my bed. No sooner I was in bed about half an hour he was there again and turned him out and went to his bed. Shortly after that I heard the girls singing out.” It was terrible that his client’s life and character should be blasted by this matter. He assured him (Mr Barton) most positively that the whole matter was an hallucination; that he neither directly nor indirectly attempted any harm to the deceased. He thought when the facts were properly investigated, the Bench and the public would come to the conclusion that it was a painful and unfortunate case of insanity. The present charge must fail; and, at the most, it could only resolve itself into one of indecent assault; so that the accused might be admitted to bail on his own recognisance.

The accused was remanded until Saturday, bail being allowed, himself in a surety of L40 and two sureties of L20 each.  -Evening Star, 3/5/1871.


THE CAVERSHAM TRAGEDY. 

TO THE EDITOR.

Sir — However painful it may be to me to appear in your columns under the distressing circumstances, yet, in justice to my unfortunate and deceased wife, I must beg to contradict the statement made in your paper with  regard to the evidence given by me at the Coroner's Inquest; my there stating that my wife had confessed to me before death that the man Peter Kane had accomplished his desire by violating her. This statement, made in your paper, I must beg to most emphatically deny, as myself and everyone who had the opportunity of hearing any and every conversation that may have occurred between myself and her after the lamentable occurrence, before death, will most heartily concur with me in saying that she most steadfastly denied any criminality on her part, but that the man Peter Kane had said so. 

Trusting you will forgive my correcting your report at the inquest, and bear with me under the painful circumstances in which I  am placed — I am &c, DONALD McPHEE    -Otago Daily Times, 6/5/1871.


MAYOR’S COURT.

This Day, (Before his Worship the Mayor.) 

ASSAULT WITH INTENT

Peter Kane was again brought up on a charge of having at Caversham, on the 25th ult., assaulted one Agatha McPhee, now deceased, with intent, &c. Mr Barton defended. Sergeant Thompson stated that since the accused was last brought up he had caused enquiries to be made, which proved that Mr Barton’s statements were correct. The deceased on the day after the commission of the alleged offence placed the accused in charge of her bar, made him a present of a shirt, and gave him the two mattrasses referred to. He might state that Mr McPhee had engaged the services of Mr Haggitt to conduct the prosecution, but he declined to prosecute. He (the sergeant) had no evidence to offer; but if Mr McPhee, as a private individual, desired to go on with the matter, he would have no objection to examine any witnesses he might have, but, for his own part, he did not think it right to take up the time of the Court in proceeding in the absence of evidence.

On Mr McPhee being called into Court, His Worship addressed him as follows: It has been stated that your counsel is not in attendance, and that he declines to prosecute. The police also say that on examination of the evidence they have no case against the accused, and they do not prosecute. It now remains with you to say whether you wish to proceed with the case or not. 

Mr McPhee: Yes, I do.

Mr Barton said he would certainly press upon Mr McPhee the utility of proceeding with the case, seeing that no evidence could be received, the accused not having been present when the deceased’s statements were made. Besides, there was Mr McPhee’s statement in the Daily Times this morning, denying that his wife ever told him that she had been violated, as reported in that paper’s report of the Coroner’s inquest, which took away the only ground for these proceedings. There was no evidence which could possibly be produced against the accused; and the only one of the deceased’s statements that could be received in evidence did not relate in the remotest degree to the charge. He could understand the feelings under which Mr McPhee at present labored; but be felt sure that when in the course of time his mind calmed down, he would arrive at the conclusion that the present was not a solitary instance of strange hallucination attended with sad results. He should ask Mr McPhee not to attempt to bring forward this matter again. If he had to give evidence, he (Mr Barton) should have the very painful task of cross-examining him. He commiserated and felt for him; and had no doubt his client felt equally grieved and sorry that he should feel (naturally no doubt) his present ill-feeling towards him. Under all the circumstances he (Mr Barton) hoped the matter would be stopped where it was. 

His Worship: I feel bound to say I endorse all what Mr. Barton has said. I do not think any evidence that can be given in this matter will tend to fix any charge upon the accused. I would really counsel you, as an act of kindness, to stop the case where it is now. Of course, if you wish to proceed, I cannot stop you, and should not use the power to do so if I had it. What Mr. Barton has said is quite true; the only evidence you can give is of a secondary kind, all the statements by the deceased having been made in the absence of the accused, and such evidence, it is my duty to tell you, would be objected to by the accused’s counsel and rejected by the Bench. It is now entirely for you to say whether you will proceed with the Case or not. I shall not be considered prejudging it if I tell you you cannot possibly succeed with the case. 

Mr. McPhee having expressed his desire to go on with the case, the following evidence was adduced. 

Wm. Swain: The deceased made a complaint to me.

Albert Barnes: I am a butcher, residing at Caversham, I recollect seeing the accused at my shop on the evening of the 26th ult, I was at the All Nations Hotel with him the same evening; we were supplied with some drink by Mrs. McPhee. She and accused then appeared to be on friendly terms. I again saw him the next evening at my shop. He told me not to send any more meat for him down "to the contract job, at which he and Mr. McPhee were working, as he was not going to work there any more.” I said to him “do you think McPhee will have a row with you because you have been on the spree?" He replied "Oh, a glass of grog is nothing; it's not that at all.” A little later in the evening, he asked me to go with him to the All Nations and have a drink. He gave me a shilling, and said “I was to pay for the liquor; as Mrs. McPhee would not serve him." We went into the bar; Mrs. McPhee was there. When I asked Kane what he would have to drink, he nodded to her, and she said “Oh, water is good enough for him.” at the same time placing the bottle of gin before him. I observed that there was a coolness between them.

William Simpson, butcher, Caversham: I know the accused. He came to my shop at about eight o’clock on the morning of the 26th ult. He appeared to have been drinking. He asked me to put on my hat, and come and have a drink — which I did, after some persuasion. I asked where we should go to have it. He replied, “We’ll go up to the Edinburgh Castle Hotel.” I expressed surprise at his going to the Edinburgh Castle instead of the All Nations, where he was boarding, saying, “Peter, what’s up?” He replied, “Oh, I drunk her out last night.” meaning, as I understood him, that he had exhausted her supply of gin, which he usually drank. When in the bar of the Edinburgh Castle Hotel he drew my attention to the street, and said, “Do you see the bitch?” I looked out and saw Mrs McPhee standing outside her door; but I cannot say whether he referred to her. He appeared to be in the “horrors” — as though he had been drinking all night. 

Mary Blackwood: I am a servant, and reside at Caversham. I knew the deceased; and saw the accused at the All Nations Hotel, where I was stopping. I recollect the 25th ult. I observed the handle of the dining-room door on that day; it was all right. I slept with Mary Ann McPhee in one of the rooms upstairs. I was awoke during the night, and heard a step as of a man walking through the house. I heard voices —those of Mrs McPhee and Kane, I heard her say, “Take a candle, and go upstairs.” I believe it was Kane, because he slept in one of the rooms upstairs, and there was no one in the house but the children. She did not seem to be a bit cross in any way. I heard a voice say, “I will not go to bed unless I get something to drink.” That voice was Kane’s. I heard nothing more. I locked my door when I went to bed on Tuesday night; but when I woke on the morning of the 26th, I found it was open. Accused went away on the Wednesday evening, and returned on Thursday morning. The accused and she were on friendly terms. Mrs McPhee went into town on Thursday, leaving Kane in charge of the house. She merely told me if the baby cried I was to give it food. I asked her who was to mind the bar. She replied that “Peter would mind it all right.” She returned about four in the afternoon, and brought Kane a shirt, which she gave to him. On the same night she told me to get tea for Peter and herself, and afterwards sent him to assist her daughter Mary Ann in obtaining two mattrasses. He left at about five or six, taking the deceased’s son with him. I was in the house from the Wednesday morning until the accused left on Thursday night, and did not observe any coolness between her and him.

Henry Sparkes was called, and made the following statement: I went down with Mr McPhee and Kane to their contract on the Peninsula, and have been working there ever since. Kane, before coming up to Caversham the last time, asked me if I had had any connection with the deceased. I said “ No, that I did not believe she was a woman of that sort; and that neither him nor any one man would succeed in such a thing.” He then said he believed himself she was not a woman of that sort. 

This being all the evidence, 

His Worship said: It is almost unnecessary for me to say that there is not, in my opinion, the slightest particle of evidence to prove the accused guilty of the offence with which he is charged. There does not appear to be the most remote evidence; I have nothing to do except to discharge the accused.   -Evening Star, 6/5/1871.


Caversham, 9th May, 1871, GENTLEMEN — I received your letter expressing sympathy with me in the very severe calamity that has befallen me, and for which I feel very grateful. Such kindness to a man under suffering like mine greatly helps to bear him up and encourage him.

Again thanking you, and wishing your Society prosperity, 

I remain, Your obedient servant, 

DONALD McPHEE. 

To the President and Members of the Mutual Improvement Society, Caversham.   -Otago Daily Times, 10/5/1871.

Later in the year of 1871 the All Nations Hotel was offered for sale or lease  it seems that Donald McPhee had declared bankruptcy, the first and final payment being 7d to the pound.  It was taken up by a Mr Woodland who changed the name to the Railway Hotel and applied for a license.  He had considerably improved it, he claimed.  The Magistrate responded that it should be, because when he visited the house on the occasion of a recent tragedy, it was one of the most miserable, dirty, filthy places he had seen since he had been in the colony, and that was saying a good deal.  (ODT, 20/11/71)  The application for a licence was refused.

With this, the McPhees fade from the story.  Donald died in 1878  very close to the anniversary of Agatha's tragic act  and was buried beside his murdered daughter, Elle. His occupation is described in his will as "sawmiller."  Agatha was buried in the same grave but not  at least, according to DCC records  until 1880.  Perhaps the reason for the delay was due to the old Catholic custom of denying burial in consecrated ground to suicides.

Peter Kane lived to reach a century's life and is buried in the Waikouaiti Cemetery.  The ODT described him as "an able exponent of the gospel of work."


Southern Cemetery, Dunedin.

A Crimean Storey - James Storey, 1830-8/10/1922.



On the 1922 W T Neill, map, the Storey farm is to the left of the sharp corner on the main road.

James Storey wes born in Belturbet, County Cavan, Ireland in 1830.  At the age of 22 he enlisted in the British Army for a standard 12 year term.  He originally joined an Infantry Regiment then was transferred to the Royal Horse Artillery and served as a Gunner in the Crimean War.

The RHA was - and still is - an elite artillery unit, trained for speed and "dash".  At the Battle of Balaclava the RHA was put into close range action to cover the Heavy Brigade of cavalry in retreating from its charge against Russian cavalry - an action less famous but more useful than the charge of the Light Brigade of cavalry not long after.

James wasn't a witness to the later charge - I imagine his unit was behind cover for protection and concealment - but told the story of what he witnessed   "There were some cruel sights.  Things come to my mind at night and I see 'em plain as plain."  Such recurring memories included a young bugler with his head blown off and a legless soldier still able to cheer the troops on as they passed him.

Having done his twelve years' service, James was discharged at the Dublin Headquarters and awarded a pension of nine pence per day.  He arrived in New Zealand the next year and settled on the Kilmog, marrying Mary McGregor who arrived on the next ship after his.  The developed a small dairy farm and lived in a "wattle and daub" house at the end of a narrow walking track.

His daughter Lily (b. 1890) recalled: "We lived on the Glen side of the Kilmog road.  Most of our neighbours lived on the other side. We had a very steep clay track to negotiate to reach the road.  We had no horse or buggy as the track was too narrow with thick bush on either side."  Dr Truby King, writing an account of his visit to a large slip across the valley from the Storey house, noted  "one or two farm cottages on the other side appear perched precariously" when describing the valley of what is now named Evansdale Creek.

James Storey's house


The Storey house site


The Storey house - top left in this image.
He was one of the many honoured guests at the Veteran's Dinner on June 26, 1901, presided over by the Premier of New Zealand, Richard Seddon. The dinner was held in the Choral Hall (now Oxford Buildings) in Moray Place, next to the old Synagogue, and was described as "Probably the most hearty, jolly, enthusiastic and loyal gathering throughout the New Zealand Royal Tour...There was a heartiness, an informality, a rousing spirit about the whole affair that did one's heart good."


During the proceedings, according to The Otago Daily Times, "One trooper called out in a voice that rang through the hall 'Komati, komati!'

"And the answering cry came back: 'Koura koura.'

"Again came the words 'Komati komati!' and again the response 'Koura, koura!'

"Which being interpreted means 'They say we are dead!' whilst the yell of defiance to the charge is affirmed in answer "But we are not, we are not!'"

The dinner shows "King Dick" Seddon in his prime as an organiser of people and a well-received MC.

James lived to the age of 92, bedridden for his last few years.  He died in 1922 and his coffin was taken in procession from his hillside house to the Waitati Cemetery.




James wearing his Crimean medals.






the track up to the Storey house

Found on the house site




This and below - discarded pieces on the steep bank below the house site.






Waitati Cemetery, DCC photo.