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500 Class, A Social History of George Burton and his Family: Chapter 2 The Drone of the Mighty Wind
Written in 1981 for the Burton Family Reunion held on 25th October 1981 at Walkerville, Adelaide, South Australia. Winner of the S.A. Family History Award for 1981.
Chapter 2 THE DRONE OF THE MIGHTY WIND
Enforced idleness, the plain, rather cramped quarters of the
boarding house with its shifting “here today, gone tomorrow” population of
emigrants and the landlord’s news that their ship had finally docked that
morning, guaranteed an enthusiastic response to George’s announcement that he
was off for a walk to the docks. As the boys scuttled for their boots and caps,
Emma, glad to be distracted from her post mortem on the possessions she and
George had decided to take to South Australia, asked Isabella to fetch their
shawls. They would all go to see their home for the next three months. Besides,
Emma welcomed the opportunity to gaze for the last time on the people and buildings
of this English port. As they approached the docks of Plymouth, whence Drake
had ventured to smite the Spanish Armada in 1588, the boys came pounding back
yelling that they had found her. Shortly, the whole family watched intently
with wonder and a little dread, while the crew and dockers loaded the sleek,
iron clipper with provisions, water and stores. “I’ve heard she’s got a good
reputation as an emigrant ship,” father said reassuringly.
The Hesperus had
been conceived expressly with the emigrant trade to South Australia in mind. On
23rd March 1872, the Yatala, the
finest passenger ship in the Orient Line, returning from Adelaide, went ashore
near Cape Gris Nez and was a total loss. The disaster could not have come at a
worse time for the line as there was every indication that a new wave of
emigrants was about to beat on colonial shores. The South Australian parliament
had placed the statutory imprimatur on the colony’s returning prosperity by
enacting, with little opposition, legislation for the resumption of assisted
immigration. Stimulated by the commencement in the 1870’s of the long economic
boom in the Australian colonies, the North Country was building iron clippers
as fast as possible, ship owners realizing the advantages of these ships over
the as yet still too slow and expensive steam ships. London ship builders found
their composite, wood and iron clippers were no match for the products of the
Mersey and the Clyde. Thus Anderson, Anderson and Company decided to replace
the lost Yatala with two of the
finest iron clippers possible. They engaged R. Steele and Company, Greenock,
Scotland, foremost designer and builder of such ships in the world, to build
the Hesperus and the Aurora. Unfortunately the latter was
lost on her maiden voyage when, on 9th August 1875, returning home, she caught
fire through spontaneous combustion of her cargo of Australian wool. She was
replaced by the Harbinger. The Hesperus was launched in November 1873
and, unlike her sister ship, was destined for a long, distinguished and varied
career.
The arrival of the Hesperus
was timely for the Orient Line and she was quickly pressed into service. The
new year promised much business and the veteran Captain Legoe was appointed
first master of the ship in February 1874. Bound for Adelaide on her maiden
voyage with 416 emigrants on board, the Hesperus
proved a fine sea boat, stiff under canvas and easy to handle. Captain Legoe
must have welcomed the more prosperous times when he recalled an earlier voyage
in 1867 with just sixty-six emigrants aboard. The Hesperus was fast and made good, regular passages but was never
raced. Her owners and masters preferred to return via the Cape of Good Hope
rather than the more stressful Cape Horn. The experienced Captain Legoe was so
attracted by South Australia and its prospects that at the end of the decade he
established himself as a stevedore at Semaphore.
The master overseeing loading operations at Plymouth docks
on the afternoon of 5th August 1878 was Captain Thomas Rowe Harry. Although he presented
a rather remote, terrifying figure to the Burton boys, their parents hoped
simply that he and his men knew their business. Knowledge of the activities of
the previous week would have helped to ease their minds. In her home port of
London, in late July, the holds of the Hesperus
had been filled with the produce of the workshop of the world. It comprised
cottons and woollens, to the value of £52; apparel, £14; wrought leather, £100;
sewing machines, £100; agricultural machinery, £173; rails and general
machinery, £2,519; books, £13; paper, 40 cwt; stationery, £28; toys, £45; chain
and anchors, 50 tons; hardware and cutlery, £207; bar and rod iron, 207 tons;
plate iron, 10 tons; galvanized iron, 56 tons; sheet lead, 13 tons; wire and
wire rope, 25 tons; china and earthenware, £40; sawn wood, £124; rice, 200 cwt;
white salt, 52 tons; bicarbonate of soda, 20 cwt; coffee, 60 cwt: confectionery
and peel, 25 cases; tartaric acid, 10 cwt. The total declared value of the
cargo was £6,100. George Burton, his family and their fellow passengers would
be sleeping above a veritable storehouse of the industrial world. Duly laden
with the material goods of British civilisation, the Hesperus left London for Plymouth to collect her human cargo. The
captain reported
… leaving the docks in tow of a
couple of steam tugs on July 30th and on reaching Greenhithe swinging his ship
to adjust compasses. On the 31st one tug was discharged at Margate Sound east
buoy and on reaching the North Foreland the other was let go and the ship
proceeded. On the 1st August she was off Start Point and at 6.00 a.m. on the
2nd anchored in Plymouth Sound. The 3rd was taken up with an inspection of the
vessel and her equipment, the seaworthy character of the boats being matter for
special commendation as they were lowered from the davits and manned with
proper crews much to the satisfaction of the inspector.
The officers and crew of the Hesperus already knew and the 593 emigrants waiting to board were
to discover soon enough that Captain Harry was certainly master of his ship and
very conscious of his responsibilities.
Early in the morning, two days after their first sighting of
the Hesperus, George, Arthur and the
younger George were back on the docks, upon Emma’s insistence, to check that
their already delivered and labelled luggage was not left behind. It comprised
three stout trunks packed with clothing, some materials, a selection of
George’s tools of trade, blankets, best crockery and cutlery, documents, money
and some small ornamental pieces of sentimental value to Emma. These
possessions would be virtually inaccessible during the voyage. When they
boarded, they would take with them a spare change of clothing, sleepwear,
towels and soap, as well as their bedding and eating utensils. The parents had
spent hours drawing up the two lists of luggage, checking them against the
printed guidelines given to them once they had been accepted as fully assisted
emigrants, and, finally, disposing of excess items in order to swell their cash
fund.
Because of their evident interest and willingness to help,
George and the boys were invited aboard. Taking care to avoid the toiling crew
they walked around the main deck. The ship had a registered tonnage of 1,777,
was 262 feet 2 inches long, 39 feet 7 inches in the beam and 23 feet 5 inches
in depth. Arthur felt momentarily dizzy when he arched back his neck, squinted
and peered up at the top of the main-mast towering over one hundred feet above
him. Father grabbed his arm, called George who was leaning over the side, and
followed their guide down the main hatchway to the second deck. Here, between
decks, running almost the whole length of the ship, with the cargo and luggage
hold below them, were the quarters where the 124 single women, 143 single men
and 326 married couples and children would spend most of their time on their
way to a new life in the southern hemisphere. Deserted, the quarters look
spacious as they stretched away in the gloom. Arthur and George, fifteen and
fourteen years respectively, were statutorily adults and officially described
as a blacksmith and agricultural labourer. George’s occupation may have had
some basis in fact, which was fortunate as any emigration agent realised the
value of such labourers in a colony such as South Australia. Being twelve,
Isabella was also officially an adult, thus, like her two brothers, she would
sleep in separate quarters from her parents. Single women had their own
quarters in the after part of the ship under the stern, watchful eye of a
matron. At least Isabella would receive a full adult’s ration of food. A
bulkhead separated the single women from the married couples’ and children’s
quarters, where George, Emma and Thomas, aged ten, would have their berth.
Finally, in this eminently sensible and respectable arrangement, another
partition defined the beginning of the single men’s quarters in the forward
part of the vessel. The segregation of the sexes, though children did of course
mix with their parents during the day, impressed itself much on Isabella’s mind
and she would recall it vividly years later, In each compartment, the Burtons
found the floor space had been divided by wooden partitions into berths about
six feet by six feet. In each berth, there were provided four bunks and a
similar number in the second tier, about three to four feet above the lower
berths. Their lives were going to be very public throughout the months to come.
When they emerged on the main deck, the fresh sea air was
invigorating after the closeness below. It also heightened George’s awareness
of the faint but peculiar smell between decks. A sailor confirmed his rural
suspicion. Yes, the Hesperus
backloaded wool and grain from South Australia, after knocking down all the
temporary partitions, berths and bunks and selling the sawn timber.
One more surprise awaited George. On shore again, the
emigration agent approached and announced he would like to recommend George,
along with twelve other passengers, to the captain, to serve as constables on
board the Hesperus for the duration
of the voyage. Duties comprised taking charge of a mess to ensure the orderly
and correct allocation of provisions; maintaining a sense of propriety,
respectability and decorum amongst fellow emigrants; seeing to it that duties
allocated to passengers were performed satisfactorily and that the safety and
health regulations were adhered to. Due completion of these tasks would result
in the payment of a gratuity of three pounds once South Australia had been
reached. George accepted immediately. What news to tell mother. They were
actually paying him to emigrate! Watching the broad retreating back, flanked by
his boys, the agent felt happy with his choice. The respectable blacksmith and
family man of solid build, large head, broad shoulders, huge hands and honest
face would earn his money.
Excitement mounted the next day as the emigrants boarded the
Hesperus. George settled the account
with the landlord and joined the rest of the family as they trudged, each
heavily laden, to the docks for the last time. After much coming and going,
queueing, picking and choosing, making do, bemoaning forgotten items, sorting,
losing, finding, stowing, stumbling and bumping of heads, the late afternoon
final muster of all on board revealed the presence of 650 persons. That evening
the passengers spent their first and calmest night afloat, eventually falling
asleep now so very close to departure.
On 9th August 1878 the agent hurried ashore, the ship
weighed anchor, was towed to an offing, made all possible sail and on the 10th
took departure from Bishop’s Lighthouse. The mixture of optimism at starting
anew and of nostalgia at leaving the old and familiar very quickly gave way to
more immediate problems. The first few days were marked by strong breezes and,
consequently, a great deal of seasickness among the vast majority aboard unused
to anything more violent than a slow cart on a rough road. The master
considerately shortened the sail to ease the pitching of the vessel until his
human freight overcame the first bouts of seasickness. This took longer for
Arthur than he would have liked and it was not until some weeks had elapsed
that he began to feel more at ease and to take more interest in his
surroundings.
Fine weather and fresh breezes ensured steady sailing but
running down the trades the weather became very hot and constituted a new
challenge to the intrepid travellers. George quipped it was worse than a forge.
On 5th September the Hesperus crossed
the equator in 23° with the usual hilarity and light relief to break the
routine which had been established after three weeks at sea. Arthur and George,
with many of the other single men, enjoyed a saltwater ducking by King Neptune
in a series of barrels. Isabella and Thomas gravely looked through a proffered
telescope at the line on the sea which divided the world into north and south!
Refreshments and cordials were taken on the main deck in the shade of awnings
erected for the occasion. Seventeen days of fine weather later, the Hesperus reached the prime meridian in
40° south and the weather was decidedly colder as she turned to pick up the
roaring forties. Sailing further south to exploit even more wind, the cold
became so intense that Captain Harry was obliged, for the sake of his
passengers, to seek a more genial line of course further north.
In the new month fierce weather began, the memories of which
became etched in the minds of the between decks inhabitants. On 1st October the
Hesperus encountered very heavy
weather with hurricane force squalls. The first few days of the voyage were as
though becalmed compared to this majestic display of strength of a region of
the world where but the tip of one continent dared interfere with winds and
oceans. A day’s bewildered respite for anxious hearts followed as nature
marshalled her forces. She decently sounded a warning. Heavy squalls were
reproduced on the 3rd. The barometer fell very low. To the master’s experienced
eyes and to his very bones, all other natural phenomena heralded such heavy
weather ahead that he ordered sail to be reduced to storm canvas only and the
hatches to be battened. Squalls, heavy gales, very high seas and thunder and
lightning battered the iron clipper.
To those below, the storms which furiously lashed the Hesperus for almost the next three weeks
must have been a nightmare. One traveller of 1852 who experienced similar
conditions and state of mind wrote:
One day we had a hurricane that
never ceased for a minute, so that when it grew dark we all fairly turned into
our berths to avoid being knocked and battered to pieces against the ship and
each other, and there we all lay wide awake, listening to the various effects —
such as roars, howls, hisses, gushes, creaks, clanks, shrieks, flaps and
flanks, rumbles and falls, and sudden shocks, with the steady, monotonous,
vibrating drone of the mighty wind holding on all through, without
intermission. This lasted in all its force through the night, till from sheer
exhaustion by attending to it I dropped off to sleep. Sometime between twelve
and two I awoke with a start, caused by a loud and violent booming blow,
followed by a rush of water, which came dashing down the main hatchway, and
flooding all the ‘tween decks, every cabin inclusive.
The Hesperus did
not ship any heavy water or suffer any serious damage, unlike the South Australian which encountered the
same violent Southern Ocean at this time and lost a portion of her bulwark
planking as a result. But the experience encountered above took place in a
wooden clipper. The Hesperus, being
of iron, was stronger but tended more to sail through the water thus
experiencing more shocks and shudders. Moreover, the “boisterous” weather
encountered by the Hesperus in 1878
was prolonged. Little wonder that Isabella would later recall being kept under
the hatches for six weeks. It must have seemed so long for a twelve year old.
As well, Arthur would often use the phrase “wreck of the Hesperus”, no doubt referring to his own experiences in her and the
chaotic state between decks during that tempestuous October of 1878. On deck at
least two men battled the wheel of the vessel, a few paces behind them, Captain
Harry advising constant adjustments of course to his helmsmen in order to avoid
running beam on to towering seas pouring past in the same direction as the
ship.
After passing below Cape Leeuwin, Western Australia, the Hesperus was slowed by three days of
calm which afforded the battered passengers some respite, as well as
opportunities to clean up and exercise on deck. Calmer thoughts turned to the
prospect of landfall in about a week’s time. Many friendships had been forged
in the close, communal environment of shipboard life and the common ordeal of
strong weather. At least the fear of the spread of contagious disease had been
without foundation except for a few cases of whooping cough, none of which
proved fatal. The five deaths aboard had occurred from other causes. Many
aboard, to whom this voyage would be their only encounter with the sea, were
struck by the melancholy nature of the burials at sea. The impermanence of
man’s hold on this planet seemed much heightened by the sombre ritual. Six
births took place on the voyage and it seemed in all likelihood that all on
board would arrive in South Australia in good health.
Discipline on board had been strict from the outset,
maintained by the master, his officers and the surgeon, Dr. Morier. The rigid
adherence to rules and regulations insisted on by the former naval doctor, was
at first resented by a number of passengers, but as the voyage drew to a close
the policies seemed vindicated. There was little on board in the way of
amusements and the passengers learnt quickly to rely on one another, building
friendships, and for many, strengthening family bonds as parents were forced to
take more heed of their children and the latter, in turn, could appreciate
better the hopes, fears and experiences of their parents. Thomas and Isabella
had attended lessons given by the schoolmaster engaged for the voyage, Thomas
Champion, and his daughter Lizzie Champion, who was officially sub-matron and
monitress. Father had managed to acquit himself well as a constable. Either
because of his joint efforts with his twelve colleagues or because their
exertions were not really necessary, it was reported that “the conduct of the
immigrants has been most exemplary, especially of the single men, who are very
highly spoken of.”
On the morning of Thursday, 24th October 1878, the Hesperus, with a fair wind, sailed up
St. Vincent’s Gulf. Many of her passengers were on deck to glimpse their first
sight of land since clearing Bishop’s Lighthouse seventy-five days before. It
was a clear, fine day with a maximum of 81o Fahrenheit. In the eyes
of the Register’s shipping reporter,
as the fine vessel “headed towards the roads, she presented a very handsome
picture.” Having laid her head to the wind, Captain Harry received on board the
officers from the station and then came into a good berth near the Bell Buoy
and dropped anchor. Shortly after the immigration agent arrived, took a muster
and completed arrangements for Friday. In the morning a steam tug took off the
single women without families and they were dispatched from Port Adelaide to
the Servants’ Home, Adelaide, on the 11.59 a.m. train. The Hesperus was towed into harbour at Port Adelaide on Friday morning
on a calm but overcast day, one paper called it “gloomy”, and docked. She had
brought yet again to South Australia goods to clothe, feed, house, amuse or
employ its people, as well as the muscle and sinew to develop the colony
further. The bulk of the males disembarking were labourers, including “pick and
shovel” labourers, with a sprinkling of tradesmen, including George Burton. The
majority of single women were destined to serve the middle class as domestic
servants until they married.
The Hesperus
continued in the Adelaide trade without a break until 1890. She brought just
four emigrants in 1880, 602 in 1883 and 450 in 1886, on each occasion leaving
late in the northern summer and arriving in time to pick up a cargo of wheat
and wool. She was sold in 1890 by the Orient Line to Devitt and Moore who used
her as a training ship for cadets under Lord Brassey’s scheme whereby they
would sail to eastern Australia to return with cargoes picked up in Sydney or
Melbourne. Sold in 1899 to Tsarist Russia, she remained a training ship, the Grand Duchess Maria Nikolaevna, until
1918. She then became British again as the Silvana
and under that name was broken up in Genoa in 1923, her fiftieth year. In the
Adelaide trade the Hesperus was
regarded as a comfortable, regular passenger ship though Arthur Robert Burton
would have taken some convincing as he disembarked about mid-morning on 25th
October 1878. A poor sailor, his strongest memory of the voyage was of being
“as sick as a dog.”
After anxiously waiting for officialdom to run its course,
the family and their luggage were at last reunited on the wharf that afternoon.
Between bouts of handshakes and farewells to fellow travellers they had come to
know so well, the Burtons gazed around and let the knowledge that they had
indeed arrived sink in. The seagulls looked the same as those half a world away
but the men helping unload the Hesperus
were different - browner, more athletic than the English dockers, they joked
among themselves, swore and kept up a running banter with the crew. Their
easy-going manner was reflected in the lithe, brown-faced, keen-eyed, grinning
boys hawking fruit on the wharves or offering to carry cases and trunks for a
threepence. Their replies when told to be off by the regular carriers were
eye-opening to the Burton children and alarming to George and Emma. Clearly
there was much to learn! As the family sat on their trunks and tried to
accustom themselves to the sensation of not pitching, yawing and rolling,
George with his sea legs went off, smoking his pipe to see about travel
arrangements to Adelaide and accommodation for the night. The “holiday” was
over, colonial days were upon them.
Owner of original | Rodney Burton |
Date | 1981 |
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