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Ballyvaughan/New Quay – 1849

Parliamentary Papers; 1780- 1849 Volll 11, Part 1. p138(abridged)

Photo: Norma Scheibe
Photo: Norma Scheibe

In the Ballyvaughan and New Quay District the Subscribers state that several of the chief Proprietors, who are mainly non residents, contribute nothing to the Dispensary. In proof of this statement eighteen such individuals were mentioned, whose joint annual rental is £12,000 a year. As the District is poor, those whose subscriptions support the charity consider it a hardship that, as occupiers, they should be doubly taxed while many owners do not contribute by subscriptions nor by assessment. The Medical Officer resides at Kinvara; his duties appear to be very diligently performed.

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Gort – 1849

Geelong Advertiser 13th September, 1849 p4 (abridged)

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Photo: Norma Scheibe

On Wednesday last the property of the union in Gort Workhouse was exposed to auction under an execution for debt and the whole knocked down for £28 by one of the creditors. When about to be removed, however, the paupers rose in general insurrection to retain the property – their last means of existence in their last refuge from starvation. Finally the property was let out to the vice-guardians for a certain weekly percentage upon the price for which it had be sold. It is, consequently, safe from several other executions for large sums that, we understand are in the hands of Messrs M, C and L.

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Curious facts relative to Saturday – 1849


 Birth of 'The Nation' Charles Gavin duffy, Thomas Osborne Davis and John Blake Dillon.

Birth of ‘The Nation’
Charles Gavin duffy, Thomas Osborne Davis and John Blake Dillon.

South Australian 23rd October, 1849 p4


State Prisoners

On a review of the past fourteen months, the following extraordinary facts will be observed in reference to the state prisoners and the sixth day of the week:

On a Saturday John Mitchell was arrested, on Saturday he was found guilty, on Saturday he was sentenced to transportation, and on Saturday that sentence was carried into effect.
On a Saturday Charles G. Duffy was arrested. On a Saturday, after several months imprisonment, Mr Duffy was discharged from jail.
Mr John Martin and Kevin Izod O’Dogherty were arrested on a Saturday, both were tried on a Saturday, sentenced on a Saturday, and sent away last Saturday.
The Irish Tribune, The Nation and Felon newspapers started first on Saturday, and on Saturday were seized on.
On Saturday the affair at Ballingary took place, and on Saturday Smith O’Brien was arrested, his trial at Clonmel ending on a Saturday.
Messrs. Thomas F Meagher, Terence B. M Manns, and Patrick O’Donohoe, were arrested on a Saturday, their trials ended on a Saturday, and they were sen tenced on a Saturday.
John B. Dillon,Thomas D. Magee, Michael Doheny, Thos. D. Reilly, and some others made their escape from this country on a Saturday.
The habeas corpus suspension act be came law on a Satnrday.
There are a variety of minor events connected with the above, all of which happened on Saturdays, but as those detailed are the most prominent, we give them as curious facts.

Freeman’s Journal.

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Journey to California – 1849

Wagon Train
Wagon Train

The Belfast Newsletter 11th September, 1849
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So now the Golden Age is come,
The Golden Country lies before us,
We leave the plough, we quit the loom,
And merrily we chant in chorus,
“The Golden Country lies before us.”

Away! Away! across the sea,
Thro’ forest vast and wild Savannah,
With fearless heart and footstep free,
And fed with joy’s celestial manna,
We cross the lone and wild Savannah.

Away! Away! our hopes burn bright,
The Golden Country lies before us,
Nor rest by day nor sleep by night,
But forward still, and chant in chorus,
“The Golden Country lies before us.”

We travel thro’ a lordly land,
A land of Dream, a realm of Faery,
Here shine white lakes, and near them stand
Tall trees of graceful shape and airy,
All mirrored in those lakes of Faery.

A marble city rises here,
A Golden Country gleams before us,
Soft lawns, delicious shades appear
Yet linger not, but chant in chorus,
“The Golden Country lies before us.”

Yes, we have left the enchanted ground
Of Dream and delicate Illusion,
But see what flowers are blooming round,
And wooing us with bright profusion.
One moment stay, ’tis no illusion.

O never care for idle flowers,
The Golden Country lies before us;
Leave poetry for boys, be ours
The truth of life; and chant in chorus,
“The Golden Country lies before us.”

We leave the Sunflower with the Sun,
The Torch-flower burning by the river,
The Trumpet-flower to wear alone
His blue and scarlet robe for ever;
We cross the plain, we ford the river.

Ah now! ah now! the mountains rise,
The Golden Country gleams before us,
The wealthy man alone is wise,
Is king of men – the chant in chorus,
“The Golden Country lies before us.”

Ah stay! behold those seven small Lakes,
Beneath enamoured woodlands shining,
Mid rustling leaves the breeze awakes,
The bright moss, with an emerald lining,
Clothes pine and cedar, rustling, shining.

The Hills, the Lakes, the Flowers are gone,
The Golden Country gleams before us,
Youth’s visions faded one by one,
The man is wise; and thus, in chorus,
We chant the Golden Land before us.

Is this your Promised Land? Is this
The wealth, the wisdom that you proffer?
Is this your sober, waking bliss?
Is this the sceptre that you offer?
Take hence the throne – the crown ye proffer.

Amid red rock and desert sand,
The Golden Country lies before us,
Famine and Hunger hand in hand,
Behind us Death, the Judgment o’er us,
The Golden Country gleams before us.

We left the still pure land of Dreams,
The fairy world of Art and Beauty,
Of Love and Faith where sunny gleams
Colour and warm the waste of Duty,
And half transfigure it with Beauty.

Ah! this is not the world we sought,
No Golden Country gleams before us;
O give us back our Lofty Thought,
Our Faith, our God, our Heaven restore us,
There gleams no Golden Land before us.

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Go to Ireland – 1849

Ballybranigan EJO'D

The Sydney Morning Herald 25th October, 1849 page 3


(From the Times, June 15. – abridged)

A SEASON comes in every year when English- men are converted into a nation of tourists.

The high-pressure Parliamentary, professional, and commercial occupation is taken off, and the enjoyment of the holiday-making is in proportion to the irksomeness of the previous confinement. We are a good deal laughed at by foreigners for our roving propensities—they are never at the pains to consider the true explanation of the fact. It is because we work so hard that, when we find an opportunity, we travel so fast and so far. We are but changing our occupation after all, and making a business of our amusement.

An English traveller does his work as conscientiously as the most trustworthy bagman. He purchases one of Mr. Murray’s handbooks for a particular district, and verifies the indications it contains. He checks off the mountains, ruins, and galleries, and is very careful in communicating to Mr. Murray any information he may practically glean as to the qualities of inns and the peculiarity of diet. ” Tourism” is, in fact, a duty of annual recurrence, and must be discharged.

Ballybranigan  EJO'D

This year, unfortunately, the continent is sealed to pleasure-seekers. To which of the old remembered spots shall a tourist convey himself and his family? To be sure, if he has a taste for Dutch pictures there is the Hague, and the flat plains of the peaceful lHollanders. Between this and Turkey a traveller must make his election if he desire to travel in continental parts. In Paris a man’a dressing-case and the bonnet-boxes of his helpmate might at any moment be converted into the topmost ornaments of a tasty barricade. If a summer party should try the Rhine, this is but another word for offering themselves as targets to the Trans Rhenane marksmen. A corpulent merchant or a dust conveyancer who should adventure his person at Baden would, as a matter of course, in twenty-four hours find his head decorated with a gaily-plumed hat, and himself marching under the greenwood tree to various Republican airs of an exciting character. Prussia won’t do. Saxony with its beautiful capital is still worse. Who would willingly try the Danube and Austria ? The Italian peninsula is out of the question. From desecrated Venice to that city which has been so rashly styled Eternal, and thence to Naples, all is trouble, disorder, or actual warfare. For this year the Continent is hermetically sealed to all but the most adventurous and irresponsible tourists.

We are so far happy in the British isles, that it is rather an advantage to those amongst us who love beautiful scenery for its own sake to be turned back upon our own country. The impulse to “take a run upon the continent” when we have a month to spare is too strong to contend against. Now, whether we will or no, we must fall back upon our own resources. There are the Scotch Highlands and the English lakes; there are North and South Wales-Snowden and the Vale of Festiniog ; Chepstow and the Wye ; there is Devonshire with the Dart and the Exe ; there are the southern counties with all their beautiful home scenery. All these points are more or less visited by all wanderers.


There is one portion of the British isles, however, which, as far as beauty and variety of scenery are concerned, yields to no other, but yet remains comparatively unknown. How few are the persons who, except for business purposes, have visited the southern and western districts of Ireland? One occasionally meets a stray sportsman who has gone salmon-fishing in the Shannon, or spent a season in Connemara, but these are rare exceptions to the rule.

Ireland, by mere tourists, not being natives of the country, is rather less frequented than the Spanish Peninsula, and yet it would be easy to point out in it districts which, once seen, would hang in the recollection for ever as spectacles of natural beauty. There is the Bay of Dublin; nearly the whole of the county of Wicklow; the counties of Waterford and Cork; Kerry with the Killarney Lakes; the South Riding of Tipperary with the Golden Vale; portions of Limerick; Clare with the Mohir Cliffs and its fine coast scenery; Galway with its magnificent bay; Connemera with the Killeries, and districts of Mayo,

If a tourist should visit the spots we have just indicated he would return with the conviction, that beautiful as continental scenery may be, there are points in Ireland which may stand competition with the show districts of any other country.

In the advertising columns of The Times of this day will be found an advertisement to which we wish to give every support in our power. An agreement has been come to between the London and North-Western Railway Company, the Chester and Holyhead Railway Company, and the Great Southern and Western Railway Company, by which tourists can be transported from London to Killarney and back for £6 in the first, and £4 in the second class.

They will have an opportunity given them of visiting the Cove of Cork and the beautiful scenery of the south of Ireland. Other advantages are offered, particulars of which will be found in the advertisement. There is no way in which a fortnight could be more profitably or ” enjoyably” spent than in such a trip; but, independently of this, we wish to recommend the scheme to public attention for other considerations.

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Kinvara fights back – 1849

The Square, Kinvara c. 1950 Cresswell Archives
The Square, Kinvara
c. 1950
Cresswell Archives
The Moreton Bay Courier 3rd March 1849 p4 (abridged)
An encounter took place on Monday between a detachent of the 4th Light Dragoons, forty in number, and a body of people from Kinvarra.

The soldiers, assisted by fifty-six policemen, were out collecting poor-rates, or rather seizing corn in default of payment. They went on until they came to the district they were to distrain on, when a barricade, partly formed, met their view, protected by about 300 men and women. They refused to let the armed force pass and said they would rather sacrifice their lives. The Riot Act was read three times, and still they would not give way.

The police and soldiers were ordered to charge with bayonets. Stones were thrown and some of the men severely hurt. The police drove the people a quarter of a mile into the fields, but they were quickly back again to the scene of the action. Mr Davys, the magistrate, did not wish to shed blood by ordering the military to fire, and, it being late in the day, he directed them to turn round and proceed home.

Much praise is due to this forbearance of the authorities, as there is no doubt but much blood would have been shed. Of course there will be a greater force brought down there in some few days.

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A Vagrant – 1849

The Prophet Jonah Sistine Chapel (1471-1484) Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475 - 1564)
The Prophet Jonah Sistine Chapel (1471-1484)
Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475 – 1564)



A VAGRANT (abridged)

An ingenious defence was made in a case tried at Galway at the present assizes.   M. Connelly was placed at the bar and arraigned, the grand jury having presented him as a vagrant.   The evidence adduced against him clearly proved that he was a notorious bad character.  He had no settled place of residence, was constantly brought before the magistrate at petty sessions on charges of sheep-stealing and killing sheep; he has publicly sold in markets legs of mutton at 6d each, and was committed for trial both at quarter sessions and assizes; but so ingeniously did he continue to commit these offences that evidence could not be adduced legally to convict him.  That he was a public nuisance was proved by four gentlemen, two of whom were magistrates, namely, J.B. Kernan, R.M., and  – Jopdell Esq., before whom the prisoner had been frequently brought, and upon the corpulent appearance of the second named gentleman the prisoner made part of his defence.  

The case for the prosecution having closed, and the prisoner being called on for his defence, made a few observations in Irish, which Mr. W. Bourke stated he would, for the information of the court, translate, the statement of the prisoner being both ingenious and poetic.  Baron Lefroy expressed his thanks to Mr Bourke.

Whale, Stellwagen Bank National Marine Sanctuary Photo: Whit Welles Wikimedia Commons
Whale, Stellwagen Bank National Marine Sanctuary
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Mr Bourke said, “my lord, the prisoner submits that all the evidence given on the part of the prosecution must be construed in his favour, and that the fact of his being so often tried, and on no occasion convicted, clearly shows he must be an honest man -(laughter).

For the same reason, my lord, as the prisoner states, that the more frequently gold is molten in the furnace and tried for its genuine character the purer it becomes” (loud and continued laughter, in which Baron Lefroy heartily joined).

“He further submits, my lord, that his case is analagous to that of Jonas in the whale’s belly (laughter). When Jonas escaped from the belly of the whale he went forth an untainted character.  The prisoner insists he should be considered a Jonas as he escaped from the clutches of Mr. Lopdell, who is very like a whale, and who sought to devour him” (loud laughter).

He further, my lord, insists that the fact of his having meat frequently in his possession, and having gone about the country selling legs of mutton, demonstratively proves his innocence, for that it is merely evidence to show he is a man of industrious habits prosecuting his trade as a butches (loud laughter).

He submits, my lord, to go into the dock and stand his trial for sheep stealing or any other offence that may be brought against him; but he denies the existence of a power in the jury to find him guilty as a vagrant, the whole weight of the evidence, in his opinion, going to prove that he is an honest man (loud laughter).

The Lady Penrhyn convict transport ship Gooreen collection Wikimedia Commons
The Lady Penrhyn convict transport ship
Gooreen collection
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Under these circumstances the prisoner, whose statement I have literally translated, submits he is entitled to an acquittal.”

Baron Lefroy, who was greatly amused during Mr. Bourke’s delivery of the translation of the prisoner’s statement, said it was a defence  very proper for a jury to deal with, which the gentlemen in the box did, by finding the prisoner “guilty”.  He was sentenced to the usual penalty in such cases, namely, to find security within three months for his future good behaviour, or in default thereof to be transported for seven years.

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