Memories ... June 16

Remembering a Wedding Anniversary

(For my 'Family Anniversaries' page)

Today is the anniversary of my maternal grandparents' wedding day.  My grandfather James O'Donnell married my grandmother Sarah Mary Josephine McCane on June 16, 1921.

• James was 33 years old and had lived quite a full life to that point.  He had been born in Toowoomba, Queensland, and spent a lot of time during his teenage years helping out his mother at her hotel.  After James's father had died in 1893, his mother had become the licensed victualler of the Free Selector's Hotel and she held that licence for 14 years, until 1908.  

• James would have begun his apprenticeship as a plumber before then, and that was his trade during his early adult years.  From 1908, when James was 20 years old, to around 1915, James stayed and worked in Toowoomba, living at his mother's second hotel, The Southern Hotel, and no doubt still helping out with odd chores at that hotel.

• In either 1914 or 1915, James and his brother headed over one thousand kilometres to the far north of Queensland, to an area known as Kyburra, near the railway siding named Broadlands and halfway between the very small townships of Gumlu and Guthalungra.  Kyburra was close to Armstrong Creek, and it was here that James and his brother bought farmland and started working the land.

This is where James met Sarah.

• Sarah had been born in Charters Towers, north Queensland.  Her father worked at the Pumping Station outside Charters Towers and this was where Sarah lived with her family until around 1910.  

• At this time Sarah started working as a teacher as Millchester State School, the first school established in Charters Towers.  This was the beginning of her ten-year teaching career which saw her teaching in Charters Towers for around five years and then in small provisional schools in the region around Bowen, Queensland.

• Sarah's father had moved the family to the area known as The Broadlands in 1914, where he had bought two parcels of farming land near Molongle Creek in 1914.  This was of course around the same time that James O'Donnell had moved to the the neighbouring area of The Broadlands with his brother.

• Shortly after her family's move, Sarah was transferred from her school in Charters Towers to Euri Creek Provisional School, near Bowen.  She taught at Euri Creek State School, Merinda State School, Eden Lassie Provisional School and Kuridala State School, all in the area around Bowen, between 1916 and 1921.  Her teaching career ended however when she married in mid 1921.  Married females were not allowed to continue teaching in the 1920s (unless they became the sole bread-winner of the family as a result of the incapacity or death of their husband!)

• Sarah was 26 years old when she married James.  He was 33 years old, and had been working his farm for at least 5 years by that time.  It's likely James felt by that time he was financially able to marry and raise a family on his farm.

• Sarah and James were married at Sarah's family home, on her father's property at Molongle Creek.   

Husband and wife, James O'Donnell and Sarah Mary Josephine McCane (sitting)
with Best Man Maurice O'Donnell (James's brother) and Bridesmaid Susan McCane (bride's sister).

• This photo was taken on their wedding day at Sarah's family home.  If you look closely at the background, you can see the wooden stumps of the family home.  You can also see that the wedding party are standing/sitting on an area that has been covered with a blanket, and there appears to be climbing rose plants behind them.  This spot was most likely the best looking corner of Sarah's family farm, and deemed the most appropriate for a wedding portrait.

• My beautiful grandmother Sarah is wearing what would have been typical bridal fashion for the early 1920s - tube-shaped dress with a short hemline, a mop cap-style bridal hat that had full gathers around the head and a wide forehead brim embellished with beads, lace and ribbon.  Her lace-edged veil was long. She wore long white gloves, white stockings and white pump with straps, and carried a 'shower' bouquet, consisting of flowers, foliage and ribbons.

• My grandfather looks dabber in his suit, with a stiff-collared white shirt and a vest with a long watch chain.  He's also wearing white gloves.

• The marriage ceremony, which took place on a Thursday, would have been performed by a Catholic Priest, but as there was no Catholic Church nearby, he would have travelled to Sarah's family farm to preside over the ceremony.  The wedding was most likely held in the morning and a wedding breakfast would have followed.  Usually the wedding breakfast was a feast of sandwiches and cakes, along with cups of tea for the ladies and glasses of beer for the gentlemen! 

Spotlight On ... What The Timeline For My Grandparents Shows

Memories of my maternal and paternal grandparents are few, mostly because I really only knew them for a handful of years.  By the time I came along, all four were already elderly.

(Note:  Names under photos are links to the individual stories of my grandparents)

George Thomas Connors
1880 - 1966
(photo courtesy of Carmel Ryan)

My paternal Grandfather George was 79 years old when I was born  and died when I was six years old.

Grace Olive Brown
1885 - 1974
(photo courtesy of Carmel Ryan)

My paternal Grandmother Grace was  74 by the time I was born, and Grace  passed when I was fourteen.  

George and Grace lived at the other end of my home state, so visits were infrequent - only every couple of years.

There simply wasn't enough time together for me to gather the sorts of memories I now wish I had.

James O'Donnell
1887 - 1974
(photo from my personal collection)

My maternal Grandfather James was 72 years old when I was born.  He also lived until I was fourteen.

Sarah Mary Josephine McCane
1894 - 1970
(photo from my personal collection)

My maternal Grandmother Sarah was 65 when I came into this world.  She died when I was 10.

By the time I celebrated my 15th birthday, all four of my grandparents were gone and the memory-making times were ended.  

At that age, of course, I didn't really think about what that meant.  I was left with only a few scattered memories of elderly people who had always seemed old to me, and for many years I gave little thought to the lives they had lived before I knew them.

Family history research has changed that.

In recent years, I have found myself wondering more and more about the world George, Grace, James and Sarah knew.  What events frightened them?  What changes amazed them?  What did they talk about around the kitchen table?  Which great moments in history seemed important at the time - and which passed almost unnoticed while they were busy earning a living, raising children and getting on with everyday life?

All four were born within fourteen years of one another, between 1880 and 1894.   

George lived to 86.  Grace to 89.

James lived to 86 and Sarah to 75.

They were relatively long lives, stretching from colonial Australia well into the twentieth century, and what extraordinary changes they witnessed along the way.

(pictures are taken from the National Museum of Australia's 'Defining Moments In Australian History' timeline).

The 1880s - The World George Was Born Into

George, the eldest of my grandparents, was born in 1880.

That same year, Ned Kelly was hanged at Melbourne Gaol, bringing to an end one of the most famous - and controversial - chapters in Australia's colonial history.

Two years later, Australia's victory over England in a cricket match at The Oval gave rise to what became known as The Ashes, a sporting rivalry that would become part of Australian life for generations.

I have no evidence that George later sat glued to cricket scores, although I rather like to imagine that he and my grandfather James followed at least some of those famous contests as adults.

The 1880s were also a time when women were beginning to organise more strongly for political and legal rights.  The Australian Women's Suffrage Society was formed in 1889.

It is remarkable to think that the campaign for women's voting rights was still gathering momentum around the time my grandmothers were born.

1890s - Childhood During Difficult Years

Grace was born in 1885, James in 1887 and Sarah in 1894.

Their childhoods coincided with difficult economic times.  The great land boom of the 1880s collapsed in the early 1890s.  Banks failed, investment dried up and unemployment rose sharply.  The effects of the Depression touched communities throughout Australia.

There were the formative years of my grandparents' lives.  I can't know exactly how deeply their individual families were affected, but none of my grandparents went on to live wealthy lives.  They belonged to working families and, throughout their adult years, knew the value of making do with what they had.

Perhaps some of that thrift and practicality had its beginnings in the world into which they were born.

There were lighter moments too.  Waltzing Matilda was first performed publicly in Winton, Queensland, in 1895, and in 1896 Edwin Flack became the first athlete to represent Australia at the modern Olympic Games.

Meanwhile, change for Australian women continued.  South Australian women gained the right to vote in 1894, followed by women in Western Australia in 1899.

The county my grandparents would inherit as adults was already beginning to change.

1900s - Australia Becomes A Nation

One of the greatest changes came in 1901.

Six separate British colonies joined together to form the Commonwealth of Australia, and Edmund Barton became the country's first Prime Minister.

George was about twenty years old.  Grace was around fifteen, James thirteen or fourteen and little Sarah was only six or seven.

For us, Federation belongs to history books.  For them, it happened during their own lives.

The rights of women were continuing to change as well.  Women in New South Wales, where Grace was born and was living in at that time, gained the right to vote in Commonwealth elections in 1902.  She was about seventeen.

Queensland women gained voting rights at the state level in 1905, when Sarah was still only a child.

I do sometimes wonder what the women in their families thought about these changes.  Did Grace's mother talk to her about voting?  Did Sarah grow up simply accepting rights that her mother and grandmother never possessed?   Those are the little conversations I wish I could somehow recover.

1910s - A World At War

The decade after 1910 brought events that must have seemed almost unimaginable.

Canberra was officially named Australia's capital in 1913, but within a year Australia was at war.

Australian soldiers landed at Gallipoli in 1915.  Others fought and died on the Western Front, at places such as the Somme, while the Australian Light Horse fought in the Middle East.  For my grandparents, the First World War was not distant history.  It touched their families directly.

Two of George's brothers served.  Only one came home.  George's youngest brother died on the Somme in France in 1916.

Three of Sarah's uncles also served.  Two returned home, but one died in Belgium in 1917.

By the time the war finally ended in 1918, more than 60,000 Australians had lost their lives.  George, Grace, James and Sarah were young adults by then.  The war must have entered their homes through letters, newspapers, casualty lists and the grief felt by the absence of men who did not return.

However differently each of them experience those years, the war had become part of their family story.

1920s - Marriage, Children and Family Life

The 1920s brought a different kind of change.

Qantas was founded.  Edith Cowan became the first woman elected to an Australian parliament.  Vegemite appeared on Australian grocery shop shelves.  Construction began on the Sydney Harbour Bridge, and Australian aviators such as Bert Hinkler and Charles Kingsford Smith captured the public imagination with daring long-distance flights.

But for my grandparents, the decade was also about something much closer to home - family.

My maternal grandparents, James and Sarah, began their married life in the early 1920s.  Their first son was born in 1922, and another four children followed before the decade was over.

George and Grace had been married for nearly fifteen years by 1920 and already had six children.  The following few years brought both happiness and heartbreak.  They lost two newborn babies in 1921 and 1922 before welcoming twin boys in 1924.  Their final child was born in 1929.

While the wider world celebrated aviation records, new foods and ambitious engineering projects, my grandparents were occupied with the timeless business of family life - babies, children, work, bills, illness, laughter and loss.  History was happening around them, but life was happening inside their homes.

1930s - Depression, Bradman and the Shadow of Another War

The 1930s brought another severe economic depression.  Australians struggled with unemployment and financial hardship, and memories of those years stayed with many families for the rest of their lives.

There were distractions.  Don Bradman became a national hero.  In 1930 he scored an astonishing 452 not out in a Sheffield Shield match, and later that year made 309 runs in a single day's play during the Third Test at Leeds.

Perhaps George and James, and even Grace and Sarah, followed Bradman's exploits.  I like to imagine that they did, although whether they raised a celebratory stubby or shandy is something I can only wonder about.

Phar Lap won the Melbourne Cup in 1930, and the Sydney Harbour Bridge opened two years later.  but by the end of the decade, darker news had returned.

Australia entered the Second World War in September 1939.  Of course, for my grandparents, this was not their first experience of war.  They had already lived through the terrible losses of 1914-1918.  

Now another generation was being asked to serve.  For George and Grace in particular, the possibility must have felt very close to home.  They had sons aged 31, 28, 25 and 15.

James and Sarah's boys were younger, but no Australian family could have been certain in 1939 how long the war would last - or how far its reach might extend.

1940s - War Comes Close To Home

The Second World War soon became deeply personal for George and Grace.  One of their sons - my uncle - served and became one of the men later known as the Rats of Tobruk.  

Between April and August 1941, Australian and Allied troops held the Libyan port of Tobruk against German and Italian forces.  My uncle's wartime experiences affected him for the rest of his life, and I can only imagine how keenly his absence, his dangerous circumstances, and eventual return were felt by his parents and siblings.

The war also came physically close to Australia.  Darwin was bombed in February 1942, and almost one hundred Japanese air raids were carried out against locations in northern Australia during 1942 and 1943.

For James and Sarah, living in north Queensland, those events must surely have made the war feel alarmingly near.  News of Japanese attacks on places in northern Australia was no longer news from some distant battlefield on the other side of the world.  It was happening much closer to home.

Australian troops fought in places that would become part of the national story - Tobruk, Kokoda, the Mediterranean and the Pacific.  By the time the war finally ended in 1945, my grandparents had lived through two world wars.  What a relief that moment must have brought - and how many memories it must also have stirred.

The decade ended with more peaceful changes.  Australia became a founding member of the United Nations, Australian citizenship was formally established, and in 1948 the first Holden rolled from the production line.  The country around my grandparents was becoming recognisably more modern.

1950s - A New Generation

By the 1950s, George and Grace were grandparents themselves, and James and Sarah would soon join them in grandparenthood (yes, I think that's a real word!)

The world their grandchildren were entering was very different from the one into which they had been born.  Australian troops were again fighting overseas, this time in Korea.  Britain conducted its first nuclear test in Australian territory in 1952.  Television arrived in Australia in 1956, and Melbourne hosted the Olympic Games that same year.  Imagine that, nuclear testing came before television and Olympic Games in Australia!

I sometimes wonder what my grandparents made of television when they first encountered it.  For people born in the age of horse-drawn transport and kerosene lamps, watching moving pictures and news from around the world in their own homes must surely have seemed extraordinary.

By then, another generation of the family was beginning.  Our generation.

1960s - The World I Entered

By the time I was born, my grandparents had already lived through so many world-changing events, but the 1960s were about to bring enormous social and technological change.

Australia changed to decimal currency in 1966.  The Beatles toured the country.  Australian troops were sent to Vietnam, and compulsory military service was reintroduced.  The 1967 referendum brought an important constitutional change affecting Aboriginal Australians (First Nations People), and during the same decade, people around the world watched the space race unfold.

How strange it is to think that my grandparents had been born into a world where powered flight did not exist, yet lived long enough to see human beings travel into space.

George died in 1966.  He had been born the same year Ned Kelly was hanged and lived long enough to see Australia using decimal currency.  That simple comparison makes the span of his life seem enormous.

1970s - The End of Their Stories

The early 1970s brought still more change.

The Vietnam War drew to an end.  Equal pay for women doing equal work was formally established.  Gough Whitlam led Labor to government in 1972, and the Sydney Opera House was officially opened in 1973.  Australia was continuing to reshape its identity and its place in the world.

Sarah died in 1970.  Grace and James both died in 1974.  By the middle of the 70s, all four of my grandparents were gone.  Between them, they had lived from the final decades of the nineteenth century well into the second half of the twentieth.

They had lived through economic depressions and two world wars.  They watched cars replace horses, aeroplanes conquer enormous distances, radio and television enter Australian homes, medical science transform people's chance of survival and human beings travel into space.

Australia itself had changed around them.  When they were born, it was still a collection of British colonies.  By the time they died, Australia had developed a much stronger identity of its own and was becoming a vastly different society from the one their parents and grandparents had known.  

And yet, when I knew my grandparents, I understood none of that.  

They were simply my elderly grandparents.  I didn't think to ask George what he remembered of the First World War, or Grace about how she felt about women gaining the vote.  I didn't ask James what it was like raising a family through the Depression, or Sarah about how frightening the war in the Pacific has seemed from north Queensland.

Perhaps that is one of the gifts family history research gives us.  I can't go back and ask them those questions now.  I will never know which world events mattered deeply to them, which ones frightened them, which made them laugh or celebrate, and which barely interrupted the ordinary routines of their days.  

But I can learn something about the times they lived.  I can place their lives within the world around them and perhaps understand a little better the experiences that shaped them.

My Close Family

 When I began researching my family tree about ten years ago, I literally had just a handful of photos of my parents and grandparents.  I think there were about six or seven of my mother, taken quite a long time ago, as she had died when I was quite young. Similarly, the photos I had of my maternal grandparents, aunt and uncles were were from the 1940s / 1950s, and I could count them on one hand!

As for my paternal side, I had two photos of Dad when he was in his early 20s, and the rest of the collection dated from the his wedding day onwards until his death in 2016, but nothing from his childhood.  Additionally, I had only one photo of my paternal grandmother and none at all of my paternal grandfather.  

Now, as a result of reaching out and renewing contact with close relatives, along with around a decade of research, I have a much larger collection of precious photos of my close family.  I've put these together to make a brief family movie that I can pass on to the next generation.

Unfortunately, the movie was too big to upload as a whole, so I've had to split it into two parts:

Part 1:  The Connors side  (paternal)

                (hover over screen and click on the box in the bottom right-hand corner to go full screen)

Part 2:  The O'Donnell side  (maternal)

Music:   Arvo Pärt- Spiegel im Spiegel

The Story of Sarah Mary Josephine McCane

This post tells the story of my maternal Grandmother, Sarah Mary Josephine McCane (1894-1970). 

    

Sarah McCane
(Photo contributed by Terry & Carmel O'Donnell)

In 1894, the year of my Grandmother's birth, Karl Benz received a US patent for his gasoline-driven automobile; Coca Cola was sold for the first time in bottles; Thomas Edison's kinetoscope (moving pictures) was shown for the first time; the decision was made to hold the modern Olympic Games every 4 years; London's Tower Bridge opened; Ethel Turner's novel, Seven Little Australians, was published; and the future Prime Minister of Australia, Robert Menzies, was born.

Charters Towers c.1900

Sarah Mary McCane was born in September of 1894.  She was brought into the world at Bridge Street in Charters Towers, Queensland, which was the home of her maternal grandparents.  So it would appear that her mother Margaret went to her own mother's house to give birth to Sarah.  This was common practice at the time, to have a home birth with family support.  When Sarah was born her father, Owen McCane (Muckian), was aged 31; and her mother, Margaret Farrell, was 28.

The family name 'McCane' was a variation of the original Irish surname 'Muckian', altered during Owen's immigration journey from Ireland to Australia.  Sarah's father, Owen had left Ireland with the surname Muckian, but had arrived in Australia with the surname, McCane.  It is likely that when departing London, the person recording the details heard the surname spoken in the Irish accent, understood it as 'McCane' and recorded it as that.

Sarah was the daughter of an Irish immigrant (her father) and an English immigrant born of Irish parents (her mother).  She was the second child of Owen and Margaret.  Her sister Susan had been born 2 years before in 1892.

After Sarah, there were 5 boys added to the family.

Edward William was born in 1896, when Sarah was 2 years old.
Thomas Owen was born in 1899, when she was 4.
John Michael was born in 1901, when Sarah was aged 6.
James Patrick was born in 1904, when Sarah was 9.
Edward Joseph was born in 1907, when she was 12 years old.

Unfortunately, the eldest boy Edward William, died in 1905, when Sarah was aged 10.  The death certificate records the cause of death as 'accidental drowning' in the Burdekin River.

Northern Miner (Charters Towers) Feb 6, 1905, p.4

Northern Miner (Charters Towers, Qld. : 1874 - 1954), Monday 6 February 1905, page 4

"A sad drowning accident occurred at the Burdekin yesterday, the victim being a lad named Edward McCane aged eight years. The boy, with a younger brother went fishing, and fell off a log into the water. His little brother ran to give the alarm, but first went to the pumping station engine-house, which was untenanted. He then ran home and told his father, who is one of the firemen at the station. The father rushed down to the spot, and others came to his assistance, but it was 45 minutes before the body was recovered under the bank in 8ft. of water. All efforts to restore life were futile".

Such a tragic event!  I wonder if Sarah was at home when her little brother rushed in to tell her father about the accident?  Would she have gone down to the river?  Losing a brother under such tragic circumstances must have been traumatic for the 10-year old Sarah.  It would have broken the hearts of her mother and father.

Reading through the funeral notice, it's evident that there was a large extended family to support Sarah, her mother and father, and her siblings through the tragedy.  Mr. and Mrs. Farrell were Sarah's maternal grandparents.  Mr. and Mrs. D. Davies (nee Farrell) were her uncle and aunt, her mother's sister and her husband.  Mrs. F. E. Shaw (nee Farrell) was another of Sarah's aunts, on her mother's side.  The gentlemen mentioned ... Messrs. Thomas, Matthew and P. J. were all uncles, brothers of her mother.

Map showing the location of the Pumping Station, the workers' cottages and the provisional school.

Sarah and her siblings grew up in the small close-knit community that lived at the site of the steam powered water pumping station, on the south bank of the Burdekin River, about nine miles north of the town of Charters Towers.  The pumping station, with its boilers, engines, pumps and inlet shaft, had opened in 1889 as the first phase of a water scheme planned by the Charters Towers Water Board.

There were several cottages built at the pumping station for the twenty or so men employed there and their families.  There was a 'provisional school' built as well.  Sarah and her family lived in one of the small cottages, and all the children attended the school when they reached the appropriate age.

Provisional schools were a means of providing education in areas where the expense of building a full State School was unjustified (primarily because the population in the area was small, unstable and/or itinerant).  As the name implies, provisional schools were intended as a temporary solution that would eventually be replaced by a standard State School, if deemed necessary.  Quite often the provisional school buildings were often of a very low standard in terms of the building materials and limited furniture provided.

The Pumping Station Provisional School was built as a temporary solution to provide education not just for the children of the pumping station workers, but also for the children of local farmers around that area, and the children of the woodcutters' families who lived in temporary accommodation in the bush.  The school opened with an enrolment of 22 students, and had an average of around 27 students in any given year. 

Sarah's father, Owen McCane (Muckian) worked at the pumping station as a 'fireman', which meant he worked as part of a team of men who kept the steam powered engines working.  He worked there from around 1892 to 1912-1913.  

In the early 1900s it was compulsory for children to attend school from the age of 6 until the age of 12, so Sarah would have attended the provisional school from 1901, when she turned 6, until 1907 when she reached the leaving age of 12.

I found mention of the Pumping Station Provisional School in the Evening Telegraph, dated June 1907.  The District Inspector's Annual Report of Kennedy District Schools was published in the newspaper, and Sarah's school was listed as one of "the best-conducted provisional schools" in the district.  Presumably "best-conducted" meant that the students received quality instruction from a highly competent teacher.  This would have been Sarah's last year of compulsory schooling.

While Sarah's younger brothers would have continued attending school, both Sarah and her older sister Susan would now spend all their time helping their mother attend to the home and the family.  I would suspect that Sarah and her older sister Susan, would have been very close when growing up.  They were only two years apart in age, and would likely have spent a lot of their time together.  I imagine the younger brothers might have become a little annoying and tiresome at times.

Sisters Sarah (on the left) and Susan (on the right) McCane   

(Photo contributed by Carmel and Terry O'Donnell)

After many years of researching, I found my grandmother listed in the Queensland Teachers Index from 1910 to 1920, which finally clarifies for me that Sarah did begin a career in teaching before her marriage.  She worked as a teacher for around 10 years.

It was in November of 1910 that Sarah McCane began her teaching career.  She had just turned 16 and began working at Millchester State School, the first school established in Charters Towers.  The transcription above lists Sarah as a "PT 0" which means she was admitted as a pupil-teacher and began at the lowest level of experience and expertise.  Pupil teachers taught classes under the supervision of experienced teachers, learning their craft as an apprentice would in trades and other occupations.

Sarah remained living and working in Charters Towers for another five to six years.

I found Sarah and her sister Susan briefly mentioned in a newspaper item early in 1914, in the 'Social and Personal' column of the Evening Telegraph (a Charters Towers newspaper). It seems the sisters were heading off to spend time holidaying together, when school would have closed for the summer holidays.  Sarah was 19 and Susan was 21. 

Evening Telegraph (Charters Towers), Sat. 10 Jan. 1914, p.4

"The Misses McCane have left for Cairns, where they intend spending a holiday."
It was obviously a newsworthy event!

1914 was also the year that Sarah's sister Susan began her teaching career.

Northern Miner (Charters Towers), Sat. 9 Oct. 1915, p. 6

In the following year, 1915, the Northern Miner (Charters Towers) newspaper published an electoral list for the Kennedy electoral district.  Sarah McCane, who would have been 21 years old and eligible to vote, was listed as living on Bridge Street in Charters Towers.  

Her occupation was listed as 'School Teacher'.  She was the only McCane registered as a voter in Charters Towers that year though, so it seems her mother, father and younger siblings had all moved, along with her older sister, Susan. 

Sarah was not alone however.  She was living with her grandparents and her uncle at her grandparents' home on Bridge Street, where she had been born.




Sarah's sister Susan had been listed on the electoral record the year before, in 1914, as a 'School Teacher', but listed as living (and working) at Molongle Creek, near Gumlu.  So it looks like all the other members of the McCane family had moved to a farm at Molongle Creek that year, but Sarah had remained at the family home in Charters Towers, as she continued teaching at Millchester State School.


Sarah had definitely left Charters Towers before the end of 1916 though, and had moved closer to her family.  

A small item appeared in the Northern Miner newspaper acknowledging the rather hasty departure of Sarah from the town.  She had been appointed to another school.

The Queensland Teacher Index shows that Sarah was transferred in April of 1916 from Millchester State School, in Charters Towers, to Euri Creek State School, which was near Bowen on the coast of Queensland, and closer to her family living near Gumlu.  

She had worked her way up from "PT 0" to "PT 4" after five years of teaching, but with her transfer came a change in her professional standing.  She was now HT - Head Teacher.

Sarah's name appeared in the Bowen Independent newspaper in September of 1916.  Community members from across the entire Bowen area were busy raising funds to support the soldiers who had marched off to war.  Australia had been involved in the First World War since mind-1914 and the early end to the war had not eventuated as expected.  As the war dragged on, with the loss of many family members and friends, people back home were doing what they could to support the war effort.

Sarah's fund-raising efforts were mentioned in the minutes of the Patriotic Celebrations Executive meeting, and the minutes were published in the local newspaper.  The group were intending to pass on their thanks for her work in the Euri Creek area where she was the school teacher.  Sarah had seemingly worked hard to raise funds for the war effort.

Her name was then mentioned in the November 25th, 1916 edition of the Bowen Independent.  It seems she had ruffled the feathers of one J. Eyre Massey, a member of the Patriotic Celebrations Executive.

Bowen Independent, Nov 25, 1916

It seems Miss McCane first of all had the effrontery to call J. Eyre Massey a "secretary" when in fact J. Eyre Massey was a "general secretary"!!!

Obviously there's a huge difference!

The gist of the complaint to the editor was that Sarah McCane has questioned why her name and details of her contribution to the Bowen Patriotic Fund had not been published.

Reading between the lines though, it seems that Sarah was highlighting the fact that many of the small contributors were never mentioned or acknowledged, but the "principal donations" (the well-off!) were seemingly always listed.  

She had obviously made waves by questioning the lack of acknowledgement of small contributors versus the principal donors.  Well done Sarah for standing up for the little guys! 

Australian City Directories 1917

Sarah's name was listed in the 1917 Australian City Directories' record (a list of all Australian citizens) where Sarah, now aged 23, was listed as residing in Merinda and her occupation was listed as school teacher.  

Sarah was in fact still teaching at the Euri Creek State School which was near the small township of Merinda, just outside Bowen.

Her sister and father were still living at Gumlu, to the north of Bowen.  There is no mention of her mother Margaret at this time. 

Interestingly, there is another brief mention of Sarah McCane in the Townsville Daily Bulletin, dated 26th of February, 1918.

A tiny little article had been placed in the newspaper by Sarah.

It's very difficult to read the original, so I've transcribed below ...

Townsville Daily Bulletin (Qld. : 1907 - 1954), Tuesday 26 February 1918, p.4

RUSSELL. — In loving Memory of Private Albert (Bert) Russell. 

Killed in Action in France, February 26th 1917. 

There is just one thing death cannot sever, loving remembrance, which lasts forever.    (Inserted by Sarah McCane.)

It seems that Sarah had perhaps previously had a sweetheart, Albert Russell, known as Bert; and he was taken from her while fighting in France.  She was remembering him on the first anniversary of his death.


Bert had probably signed up in 1916, so perhaps she had met Bert in Charters Towers.  Perhaps he had been a fellow teacher and they had met through work.  I know no more details about this unfortunately.

The 1919 census record shows that Sarah, aged 25, was now living back at Molongle Creek near Gumlu with her parents, but was no longer working as a teacher.  Her occupation was listed as "home duties" and it's interesting there was an additional note: "care of O. McCane".  That would have been her father, Owen.

Does that mean she was taking care of her father, or was in the care of her father?  I'm not entirely sure of the circumstances. Why would that statement appear on an electoral roll? Her father Owen would have been aged 56 at the time.  He was a farmer, so perhaps he had been a victim of some terrible accident on the farm!  Perhaps it was Sarah who had fallen sick and was being cared for at her parents' home.

Sarah did return to teaching in 1920 though, as her name once again appeared on the Queensland Teachers' Index, although there were a few changes for her that year.

First of all, she was appointed as Head Teacher at the Eden Lassie Provisional School, which was also located outside Bowen, in June of 1920.  This appointment was cancelled in July however.

Of course the Queensland Teachers' Index doesn't give a reason for the cancellation, so it's hard to know exactly why this happened.  I would say it's likely that there might have been a significant drop in enrolments and the need for a teacher could not be justified at the time.

A newspaper article that had appeared just the year before appears to back up my thoughts about this: 

As mentioned previously, provisional schools were set up by the community as a temporary arrangement to meet the educational needs of the children in the area.  

Quite often, temporary single-room structures were built, or a room was found in a building, to accommodate small groups of students.

Once the community had erected or found a space for learning, a request for a teacher was sent by the community to the Education Department, and the response was awaited with excitement.

Even if a teacher was dispatched to work at a provisional school, there was no guarantee that they would be there for a lengthy period of time, especially if there was a greater need identified elsewhere.

Sarah was promptly moved to another school in July of 1920.

The Queensland Teachers' Index shows that Sarah was now an AT Prob - an Assistant Teacher once more - at Kuridala State School.  

Sarah had to re-locate to a small town a long way off to the west of both Gumlu and Bowen, as Kuridala State School was outside the small town of Cloncurry in far western Queensland.

This was quite a long way from her parents and siblings, the McCanes, and also a long way from her extended family, the Farrells, in Charters Towers.

It's likely Sarah missed her family dearly and was feeling quite homesick during the time she spent at this school.

It come as no surprise to me that in October of 1920, Sarah resigned.

I found a record for her once again in the Queensland Teachers Index, dated October 1920, which states that Sarah had "left service", which means she was no longer teaching.  As it turned out this was the end of her teaching career, which had lasted around 10 years.  At the time, women were not permitted to continue teaching once they had married.

Sarah McCane on her wedding day 1921 
(Photo contributed by Terry and Carmel O'Donnell)

Sarah McCane married James O'Donnell on the 16th of June, 1921 when she was 26 years old.  James was living and working on a farm nearby, on Armstrong Creek.  Sarah and James were married at her family's home in Gumlu.

Sarah McCane, her parents and siblings, on her wedding day
(Photo contributed by Lawrie McCane)

This is a photo of the McCane family on Sarah's wedding day.  What a treasure!

Back row L to R:  my grandmother's brothers, James Patrick (Jim), Thomas Owen (Tom), John Michael (Jack) and Edward Joseph (Eddie).
Front row L to R:  Sarah McCane (my grandmother), her father Owen McCane, her mother Margaret McCane nee Farrell, and her sister Susan McCane.

At this point, I'll digress to talk about my Grandmother's name.  It has intrigued me for a long time!  Anyone researching Irish ancestors will understand the predictability of names in Irish families.  Not many strayed from the usual naming pattern. In the case of girls, usually the first born was named after her maternal grandmother and the second daughter was named after her paternal grandmother.  So in this case, the first born daughter, Susan's maternal grandmother was indeed a Susan.  Sarah's paternal grandmother was indeed a Sarah.  All good so far!

Then I come across my Grandmother's name recorded on her marriage certificate as Sarah Mary Josephine!  The Josephine seemed completely left field!  There are no other family members in her lineage with that name.  Not a single one!  I've searched high and low! It seems completely out of place and I'd love to know its source.

Was it a confirmation name that Sarah had chosen for herself, and then proudly used for the record of her marriage? I'm not sure there was a Saint Josephine on the list of choices for a confirmation name back in the early 1900s!  Was it an extra middle name chosen by her parents, and if so, why did she have three Christian names and her sister only two?  It's a mystery to me!

Now, enough digressing, where was I?  

1921!  Sarah married James, and they moved onto his farm on Armstrong Creek, near Kyburra.  They went on to have 8 children over a span of 15 years, six sons and two daughters.

Edmond James, born in 1922, when Sarah was 27.
My mother, Margaret Brigid was born in 1923.
Maurice Owen was born in 1925, when Sarah was aged 30.
John Joseph, born 1926, when was 31 years old.
James Thomas was born in 1928.  Sarah was 33.
Edward Martin was born in 1930, when Sarah was aged 36.
Then another daughter, Marcella Therese was born in 1934.  Sarah was aged 40.

(Photo courtesy of Terry & Carmel O'Donnell)

This fantastic McCane / Bidgood / O'Donnell family photo was taken in 1935.  Sarah McCane (aged 41) is seated to the right of her elderly mother Margaret McCane (nee Farrell), and she is holding baby Marcella.

On the other side of Sarah's mother, is her sister Susan holding her son Neville.  My mother (Sarah's eldest daughter) is standing behind Sarah and little sister Marcella.  Other members of this photo are Sarah's three brothers, the McCane boys (from the right in the back row: Jack, Tom and Jim), their wives and children; along with Sarah's own five sons.

The photo was taken at Sarah's parents' farm at Molongle Creek, near Gumlu.  Unfortunately Sarah's father, Owen McCane (Muckian) had died by this time.  He had passed away several years before in 1930, when Sarah was 35.  I'm not sure where Sarah's husband James was when this photo was taken!  Perhaps he was the one taking the photo.

Sarah went on to have one more son, Terence William, born in 1937 when she was aged 42. Sarah, her husband James, and their family of eight stayed on the farm at Armstrong Creek, near Kyburra, for over twenty years.  It was not always an easy life on the farm.  It took hard work, resolve and perseverance to remain there for that period of time.

In an article published in the 1929 edition of the Townsville Daily Bulletin, Sarah gives a little glimpse of her life on the farm.  She was giving evidence at a Civil Sitting at the Supreme Court in Townsville.  Sarah's husband James had sued the Beak Pastoral Company for alleged cattle trespassing on his property, and was claiming £400 for trespassing and damage done by defendant's cattle to his land and crops.  Sarah was called upon to act as a witness for the plaintiff - my Grandfather James O'Donnell.

Townsville Daily Bulletin, May 8th 1929, p.5

During her testimony, Sarah mentioned that she sometimes helped with the planting and in the previous year, 1928, she had helped with some of the 2000 tomatoes that were planted, all of which had been raised from their own seed.  She went on to say that she always helped her husband with the packing of the tomatoes at the end of the growing season.

The case highlighted a number of problems faced by Sarah and her husband James on their sugar cane and tomato farm, right from the start of their married life.  Aside from cattle straying in from the neighbouring property of Rocky Ponds, there was mention of frost, the cost of shipping crops to market and the variable return on those crops, along with the impact of a wet season over a dry one.

After more than two decades of hard work on the farm, Sarah and her husband decided to leave and take their now grown family to settle in the town of Bowen, which was not very far away.

This photo would have been taken around 1945, after the family had moved off the farm and into Bowen.  This is a shot of the family at their new home on Richmond Road.  Sarah would have been about 51 years old.

This photo shows Sarah with her mother Margaret and is likely to have been taken around the same time as the photo above ... 1945 perhaps.

The photo below, probably taken in the early 1950s, shows Sarah, with her mother Margaret and sister Susan all dressed up and setting off for a special event.  

Sarah O'Donnell nee McCane (on the left), Susan Bidgood nee McCane (on the right)
with their mother Margaret McCane nee Farrell.
Photo probably taken in the early 1950s.
(Photo courtesy of Therese Olsen)

Sarah, when she was aged 61, lost her mother Margaret McCane (nee Farrell) in 1955.

Her youngest daughter Marcella died in 1961, when Sarah was 66.  Her eldest daughter Margaret died in 1968, when Sarah was 73 years old.

Sarah herself passed away in 1970, aged 75.  She was survived by her husband James, her six sons, her sister Susan and three brothers.  Her life was a testament to resilience, hard work and dedication to family.

At the time of my Grandmother's passing, I was aged 10.  So many of my memories of her revolve around sitting at the long dining room table at Dalrymple Street, having a roast lunch after 9.00 am Mass on a Sunday.  I have clear pictures of Grandma in the kitchen cooking and preparing the meal for the family members who had dropped by.

My brother's memories:

"I do remember Nanna being very Church going, every Sunday it was off to the 6am Mass and the 7am Wednesday mass (Benediction I think they called it). 

On Sundays when Nanna made corn beef for lunch she would use the left overs to make corn beef fritters for tea, and then out came the bowl of hot soapy (good old Sunlite soap) water at night to catch the flying ants and moths."

One of the most precious items I have of my mother's is her W.M.U. cookery book, published in 1951 and purchased at The Herbert St. Grocers in Bowen, owned by the Bull family.


Inside that old book my mother wrote down her mother's (my Grandmother Sarah's) recipe for home-made ice cream.

I remember the taste of that ice cream very well!  Rich and creamy.  It would be served out of a long aluminium tray that had been frozen and would stick to your fingers when you first picked it up out of the fridge freezer.







My Grandmother's recipe:

Another of my memories associated with my Grandmother and her home was sitting out on the verandah reading from the fascinating Coles Picture Book.

I'm not sure if I had bought it from my own home or if it was one of my Grandmother's books, but I can remember poring over the pages of that book with great delight while sitting in the cool breeze out on the verandah.

My brother has also reminded me that our Great Uncle Eddie (Grandma's brother), ran the Bowen public pool that was directly across the street from our grandparents' house.  We used to go there, mainly on the school holidays, to learn how to swim ... and we were allowed in for free!  My brother Mark does recall however ...

"We were not allowed to ask great uncle Eddie for any lollies when we would go to the pool.  (He ran the pool back then) There was a bit of a family disagreement happening."

I do remember Grandma telling us not to ask for lollies after our swim ... but I'm sure we did get some!


Special Note to any family members:  If you have memories to add, photos or information to share, can I graciously ask that you do so.  If there are events that are not quite correct, do please let me know.  Please use the comments box below or email me.  All contributions are invaluable and will provide future generations with a story to truly treasure.