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Friday, 9 January 2015

A mixture of myth, legend, clues and facts - Were the NORTHCOTE boys of Bourke footballers?

This morning I sat down to look through TROVE (online digital newspapers at the National Library of Australia site) to search for clues of a story I had heard about my NORTHCOTE ancestors about the time they lived in Bourke, a town in far western NSW, in the late 1800s to the early 1900s. I've been told that many of my grand-father's brothers were footballers in Bourke. In our family, they are known as "the NORTHCOTE boys".

[By the way, for regular viewers of my blog, I think I have now managed to change the settings to make it easier to comment on my blogposts.]

I've recorded my research methods below to show how valuable old newspapers can be and to show how they also require a critical eye, as not everything printed in them can be treated as fact by family historians.

The footballers of Bourke may have worn clothes similar to, but probably of a different quality, that the NSW Rugby team, seen below in 1910.

File:StateLibQld 1 135567 New South Wales Rugby League team, first to come north, 1910.jpg

NSW Rugby Team 1910.
Author: Contributor(s): Melba Studios.
This image is of Australian origin and is now in the public domain because its term of copyright has expired. Located at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:StateLibQld_1_135567_New_South_Wales_Rugby_League_team,_first_to_come_north,_1910.jpg




Engraving of the first intercolonial football match between Victoria and South Australia at the East Melbourne Cricket Ground, 1879.
This image is of Australian origin and is now in the public domain because its term of copyright has expired. Attributed to: Alfred May and Alfred Martin Ebsworth. Located at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_rules_football#mediaviewer/File:Intercolonial_Football_Match_1879.jpg

Source of the story

Many years ago, one of my father's cousins, also researching the NORTHCOTE family history, told me that some of the NORTHCOTE boys, my paternal grandfather's brothers, had been active football players in Bourke when the family lived in this town in the late 1800s and early 1900s. There were at least nine "NORTHCOTE boys" including the two older stepbrothers who could have also been considered part of this group as my great-grandmother, Margaret Ann NORTHCOTE (nee RILEY), had nine sons to two husbands during her life:
  1. Henry (aka Harry) NEWTON (c. 1861-1930)
  2. Thomas NEWTON (c. 1865-1926)
  3. Walter John NORTHCOTE (1871-1954)
  4. William Montgomery NORTHCOTE (1875-1933)
  5. Alfred Joseph NORTHCOTE (1876-1961)
  6. Aloysius ‘Carew’ Standish NORTHCOTE (1879-1937)
  7. Percival Ernest Phil NORTHCOTE (1881-1958)
  8. Arthur Francis NORTHCOTE (1884-1960)
  9. Leo Bertie Bede NORTHCOTE (1887-1970)
For more information about Margaret Ann NORTHCOTE (nee RILEY), see the following blog posts:

When I searched through the newspapers local to Bourke in the 1800s and 1900s, I found the following articles which provide evidence that some of the NORTHCOTE boys did indeed play football in Bourke. The team they played for were known as the Bourke Rovers.

From the Western Herald, 29 August 1900, page 2 

C. Northcote (i.e., Carew NORTHCOTE) and P. Northcote (i.e., Perc NORTHCOTE) are noted as being part of a football team in the Western Herald, Wednesday 29 August 1900 on page 2. They were elder brothers of my grandfather, Leo Bertie Bede NORTHCOTE.

Source: Western Herald, Wednesday 29 August 1900 on page 2 under the heading “Football”

From the Western Herald, 31 October 1900

Both A. Northcote (possibly Alf NORTHCOTE or Arthur NORTHCOTE) and P. NORTHCOTE (probably Perc NORTHCOTE) were mentioned as members of the wining Bourke Rovers football team on 31 October 1900 on page 2 of the Western Herald.

Source: Western Herald, Wednesday 31 October 1900 on page 2 under the heading “Football”

The full article can be accessed here: Football, an article on page 2 of the Western Herald on 31 October 1900.

From the Wellington Times, 22 September 1902

The NORTHCOTE name is mentioned in an article titled "Fancy Dress Football Match" in association with football in Bourke on page 2 of the Wellington Times on Monday 22 September 1902.


Source: Wellington Times on Monday 22 September 1902, page 2

From the Wellington Times, 25 September 1902

A few days later, another article was included on page 4 of the Wellington Times, promising a "novel and very entertaining afternoon's fun". “Northcote” was listed as being dressed up as a Governess in the Bunyips team. It's strange that an initial was not mentioned to give us a clue about which of the NORTHCOTE boys this article is referring to but the article after the event (see below) lists A. Northcote which could have been Arthur Francis NORTHCOTE or Alfred Joseph NORTHCOTE.


Source: Wellington Times on Thursday 25 September 1902, page 4

From the Wellington Times, 29 September 1902

A few days later, a follow-up article was included on page 2 of the Wellington Times, after the fancy dress football match had occurred. What a shame there were no photographs! A. Northcote was listed in the Bunyips team.

Source: Wellington Times on Monday 29 September 1902, page 2

Football photograph from 1919

In later years when some of the NORTHCOTE boys moved away from Bourke, there is evidence that at least one of them carried on the footballing tradition in their family. In May 2010, one of my father's cousin's wives, Vivienne NORTHCOTE, gave me a copy of a photo of the Carrington Rugby League Football Club who were the winners of the 3rd grade competition in 1919. William NORTHCOTE, the eldest of the NORTHCOTE boys, is listed as the President. He is located in the middle row, fifth from the right with a black bow tie on.

Source: Unknown. From Vivienne NORTHCOTE's collection.

From the Western Herald, 27 June 1947

The following article published in 1947 describes the NORTHCOTEs as playing with the Rovers football club in Bourke.

Source: Western Herald, Friday 27 June 1947 on page 1 under the heading “Personal items”

Transcription of the above article:
A visitor to town early this week, Alf. Northcote, brings back recollections of the early days and this well-known family. Three Northcotes use to play with the Rovers football club. “Crewe” Northcote (one of the brothers) who has had several hotel licences in the city, now has a hotel at Gulgong. Alf intends to tidy up his mother’s grave at the Cemetery before leaving town this week-end. 
Note errors in the article above:
  • Carew NORTHCOTE's name was spelled incorrectly as “Crewe” Northcote.
  • Although it is correct that Carew NORTHCOTE had several hotel licences in the city (Sydney) and had a hotel licence at Gulgong, he did not have the hotel at Gulgong at the time this article was written in 1947 as he had died 10 years earlier on 13 December 1937 in Gulgong.
  • The article mentions that Alf was intending to tidy up his mother's grave. This can’t be correct as his mother died on 10 May 1927 and is buried at the Field of Mars Cemetery in Sydney. Perhaps Alf was intending to tidy up his father’s grave. His father died and was buried in Bourke in February 1888.

From the Western Herald, 5 August 1960

One of the NORTHCOTE boys, Arthur NORTHCOTE's death was announced in the Western Herald on Friday 5 August 1960 on page 1, as follows:



Source: Western Herald,  Friday 5 August 1960 on page 1 under the heading “Personal News Flashes”.
Transcription of the above:
The death occurred on July 16th of Mr. Arthur Francis Northcote, of North Lidcombe, at the age of 77 years. The deceased was born in Bourke, where his parents resided for many years. As a young man he and his brothers played football here for many years. His mother was a nurse in this district and was left with a family of nine boys at a very young age. The deceased knew every waterhole, homestead and turn-in road from Orange to the Queensland border. He leaves two brothers, Leo and Alf, both of Fivedock, Sydney; also one daughter (Mrs. Muriel Lehane), who resides at Lidcombe.

Note that the article above mentions Arthur was born in Bourke. Although his family lived there for many years, Arthur was actually born on 25 April 1884 at Girilambone NSW (about halfway between Bourke and Dubbo). Arthur was born the same year that the railway opened in Girilambone as his father was working on the railway tracks at the time.

The full article can be accessed here: Personal News Flashes, on Friday 5 August 1960 on page 1 of the Western Herald.

Conclusions from this research

From the articles above, I found out that at least two of the NORTHCOTE boys played football for the football team at Bourke, known as the Rovers. The eldest NORTHCOTE boy, William John NORTHCOTE, continued his connection with football after he moved to Newcastle.

In future, I  need to do some more research into the Rovers Football team from Bourke and the Carrington Football Club. When the Bourke Banner and Darling Representative newspaper come online, this will provide another avenue of research.

Monday, 22 December 2014

Old dogs live on in our memory

This blog was inspired by a recent post from Jill Ball: From the archives: A dog's Christmas

Every year at this time of year, I add key dates from my old diary into my new diary. Although I love technology, I still like to have an A5 printed diary to guide me through the year. Somehow, it's reassuring to be able to see a week at a glance and to be able to flick through a few weeks to get an overview of what the month ahead brings.

When I was updating my 2015 diary a few days ago, I realised that the birthdays and anniversaries I remember each year included humans and dogs.

So, here is a blog post that remembers some of our precious family members from days gone by. Just as we miss those human family members who are no longer on earth, we also miss the animal members of our family a lot at this time of the year.

Coco and Panda


Coco and Panda were a pair of beloved dogs who were born, grew up, lived and died in Perth, Western Australia. They loved, lived, enjoyed and annoyed each other throughout their long lives of 17 years each, give or take a few months. Panda was born in November 1989 and Coco was born in December 1989. We met at the Swan Animal Haven at Guildford, a suburb in Perth, in June-Julyish 1990 and it was love at first sight. They got into all sorts of mischief in their lives but had a ball doing so.

Panda died on 15 February 2006. Coco had a few months with us on her own, as a sole dog, and died on 12 December 2006.

Always ready to chase a ball

Bushwalking in the Perth hills

Relaxing at home

Always looking forward to a game and a bit of fun.

Panda celebrating Christmas


Coco celebrating Christmas

In later years, getting old but still loved getting into the car for a drive.


Duke

Known as the dog who my Mother labelled as having "no faults", Duke was brought into our family by my brother from unknown origins. Although not-so-pretty to look at from the back or the front, he was a dog with one of the sweetest natures I've ever met. Despite the reputation of his breed, he was actually scared of other dogs and would cry and want to cross the road if we took him on a walk past a house with another dog behind the fence. 

One of his favourite tricks was destroying cardboard boxes.







Cindy


Way back in the 1970s, Cindy came into our childhood lives at North Ryde. Her parents were local dogs - her mother was Pandora, a lovely lively Collie dog who lived near us, and her father, Marcus, was another neighbourhood character, a labrador who used to wander the streets when he felt like it. 

We loved Cindy like crazy, she was part of our daily lives and has become a central part of our childhood memories. We mourned her terribly when she died on 10 July 1984.











Friday, 12 September 2014

One of the most powerful genealogical sentences I've read in a long time: "his real family isn't his biological one" (by Julia Belluz)

"his real family isn't his biological one" (by Julia Belluz)


This is a one of the most powerful sentences I have read about genealogy in a long time. It rings so true, especially when you try to stand in the shoes of people who are adopted. Bloodlines in family history are just one part of genealogy, in my view. Who is your "real mother"? Who is your "real father"? These are seemingly simple, direct questions but they imply a lot. Talking to someone whose "real mother" or "real father" is their biological parent is only one side of a possible story. Other people have been brought up by their non-biological parents, their answers to these two simple questions may not refer to their biological parents. It's a messy, complex, emotional business.

Who are your real parents? Just that simple little question includes so many underlying assumptions.

Source of Creative Commons image: http://mrg.bz/0rFJ2k
(by Jan Fidler, http://morguefile.com/)

I've known quite a few people who were adopted at a young age, raised and loved by a family that is not linked to them biologically. These people have taught me a lot, especially about what not to assume. Someone's "real mother" or "real father" may well be parents who are or were their "real parents" but not their biological parents. Biological links matter to differing degrees to different people, I suppose. However, we can get into dangerous territory when a one-approach-fits-all mentality gets used. Not everyone on this planet thinks family history is just about whose blood we have in our veins.

Thanks to Pauleen Cass for sharing a story on Facebook, an article by Julia Belluz, about the possible negative impacts of seeking out information about your DNA.



This article is well worth a read. It's a long article but interesting, with plenty of illustrative stories. Whoever reads this article, I imagine, will be reminded of varying issues, depending on their own life experiences. For me, it reminded me of the complexity and emotional layers involved in adoption issues. For adopted people, the complexity and emotion must be multiplied by hundreds, compared to what people who haven't been adopted think about this issue.

Comments like "you're adopted!" as an insult, are hurtful but not in the way you may think. I have witnessed many times someone or another jokingly saying "You're adopted!" to a person nearby (for all sorts of reasons). I have also witnessed the impact this has on people who are adopted, standing nearby. The comment may not have been directed at them but it can be hurtful in a secondary type of way, often unintended. It's hurtful - because the implication is often a negative one. It shouldn't be, but it often is.

I love genealogy and I love the idea of finding out more about my ancestry at any opportunity - whether the information is founded on DNA or not. I suppose if we investigate our own DNA, we are willing to be asked, "Who do you think you are?" I suppose, then, that we have to be ready to deal with finding out, "Not who I thought I was (genetically)".

One thing's for sure, genealogy is not just the research about our "bloodlines". I don't reckon it ever was.

And another thing's for sure, finding out about our DNA is not just about us.

And yet another thing's for sure, genealogy is never boring.

And one more thing ... don't you just love genealogy!

OK, I'll get off my soapbox now.

I'm still keen to "get my DNA done" one day ... how about you? What do you think about this bizo?


A young uncle had a short but loving life

This blogpost is dedicated to my Uncle Barry. He was a big part of our family during his 31 years on this earth.

Gregory William ‘Barry’ Northcote (1935-1967)






 Gregory William ‘Barry’ Northcote was born on 12 October 1935 to Leo Bertie Bede NORTHCOTE and Ellen 'Nellie' Maria KENEALLY. He was their much loved son and a much loved brother of my father, Carew Joseph Trevor NORTHCOTE.


  



Barry was born with Down Syndrome which sometimes made his life a challenge but he still found plenty of enjoyment and his family adored him.












One of my favourite stories about Uncle Barry is about the night he first met my Mum, Margaret, who became his sister-in-law. Mum told me this story recently. Apparently, one of the first things he said to her was, "Come with me. I want to show you the moon"


He was two years older than Mum and was immensely proud of that! Here they are together on a day out.




With the whole family: Barry, his Dad (Leo), his Mum (Nellie) and brother (Carew).



My memories of Uncle Barry are from a child's eyes because he died when I was about 4 years of age. I remember him taking me for a walk up the road from his house in Five Dock, where he lived with his parents. I also remember his hugs.

Our Uncle Barry died on 5 January 1967 at the age of 31.  He had a short life but he had a big impact on those around him.






He was buried on 10 January 1967 at the Field of Mars Catholic cemetery where he lies alongside his parents and his grandmother, Margaret Ann NORTHCOTE (nee RILEY).











Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Clooney in County Clare

Although we aren't sure if our BUTLER family lived in the Clooney area of County Clare, I've included the pics I took of the area during my recent trip to Ireland, when I drove from Tulla to Kilmihil:

Tulla to Kilmihil, via Clooney




For some reason, this little old house and gate caught my eye, just near the entrance to the town of Clooney.








Some other pics of the area ...