PART 4 – THE LIFE AND TIMES OF MY GREAT GRANDPARENTS IN FIJI
Synopsis: Geraldine and William have made their home in
Fiji. He is the skipper of small trading
vessels plying between the outer islands, in the past working for the
Government, but now mostly for the German trading company Heidemanns at the
helm of their vessels the Mona and
the Coral Queen. The couple, resident in Levuka, now have five
children, four sons and a daughter Maggie, who in the goodness of time will become
my grandmother. We reach now the lull
before the ultimate storm.
1876
painting of a Fiji village by Constance Frederika Gordon-Cumming, at the time the guest of Governor
Arthur Gordon to whom she was not related.
1881 - Levuka awakes to a new year: The town has survived the cyclone of December
but has suffered a great deal of damage. Ships have been lost but William
McGowan and his crew on board the Mona
are safe. Geraldine at home with her
children breathes a sigh of relief; but this is after all the hurricane season
and in the months ahead Levuka will experience more ferocious storms.
The Mechanics Institute has settled well into its role as
Levuka’s centre for the fine arts. A
grand piano features prominently in concerts given by the Choral Society or by
the children of the Public School.
An observer derides the perceived opinion of outsiders that white settlers in Fiji are ‘a bunch of pirates, bushrangers and card swindlers’ declaring that the majority of dwellings in the country’s capital ‘resound to the piano’s tinkle or echo of the fiddle’s squeal, that church organs or loud voiced concertinas make night sublime, that the hillside of a calm evening vibrates with music and the human voice smooths the raven down of darkness till it smiles.’
An observer derides the perceived opinion of outsiders that white settlers in Fiji are ‘a bunch of pirates, bushrangers and card swindlers’ declaring that the majority of dwellings in the country’s capital ‘resound to the piano’s tinkle or echo of the fiddle’s squeal, that church organs or loud voiced concertinas make night sublime, that the hillside of a calm evening vibrates with music and the human voice smooths the raven down of darkness till it smiles.’
This unidentified resident ends his diatribe with the final
observation… ‘’…we cannot be such a bad
lot as the uninformed imaginations of many afar off would make us’.
(With this snippet I am reminded of my grandmother Maggie’s
piano playing: Despite never having a
formal lesson she provided the background mood music for Grandfather’s silent movie theatre in Melbourne, and my
uncles and aunts remembered their parents playing duets together on borrowed
pianos.)
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By now Geraldine and William are looking ahead to the birth
of a new addition to their family. With
little Maggie the only daughter in the family of five it goes without question
they are hoping for another little girl.
Levuka is recovering not only from the big blow of December
past, but of another destructive hurricane that hit Levuka early in February
destroying several houses and damaging the school. Two boats had sunk at their moorings and
countless other smaller craft were left floating bottom upwards in the
harbour. The much larger supply ship Gunga had been forced to keep up steam
throughout the night while the storm lasted, with both anchors down. It was reported the vessel slipped one chain
cable, and left one anchor behind when she started for Sydney the morning after
the storm.
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In other news yet another disaster of a different sort was
reported when a quarter cask of whiskey in Mr. R. Bentley’s hotel caught fire
and exploded scattering the blazing liquor in all directions. The
roof was all on fire and the burning fluid that had streamed under the flooring
boards threatened the destruction of the whole building. The floor was broken in with a mass of stone
and by prompt and vigorous measures the fire was completely extinguished but not
before considerable damage had been done.
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FINE ART FOR LEVUKA
News
of a more gentle and uplifting nature arrives from Australia when the trustees
of the Melbourne Public Library donate a large consignment of ‘valuable statistical and other works
together with a splendid collection of photographs and works of art by the best
masters.’ These have been sent to the Administrator of the Fiji Government,
John Bates Thurston for delivery to the Levuka Mechanics Institute.
Ever
the survivor, politically speaking,
Administrator Thurston and his wife, who have built their private
residence to the south of Levuka in Nasova, avoid serious injury when the
veranda of their home gives way and both fall seven feet to the ground. Thurston was uninjured but his wife received
a fracture to her arm and a sprained wrist.
There has been great discussion concerning the Vei Bose or Native Parliament’s 19th Clause requesting that one of
the native chiefs shall be appointed an honoured member of the Legislative Council and the
Governor’s promise to grant the request.
Common opinion hints that such an appointment could well create great jealousy
between various chiefs.
Obvious choices are
considered and local gossip centres on the two main contenders; Cakobau
himself, Fiji’s former reigning King, and the prominent and powerful Tongan
prince Maafu.
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DEATH OF A STATESMAN
Then tragedy strikes.
In February Maafu dies, as one newspaper reports under somewhat peculiar circumstances. Ten days before a horse trod
on his foot completely crushing his great toe and severing it from the
foot. The wound was neglected and became
infected. The Government sent a doctor
and nurse on board the Coral Queen to
his aid but before they arrived the chief’s condition grew rapidly worse. Maafu died 2hours after the boat dropped
anchor.
Enele Ma’afu …by F.H. Dufty
His death creates great mourning. One headline in an Australian paper reads:
A
REMARKABLE MAN – By the death of the native chief Maafu, the colony of Fiji has
lost a most remarkable man. Possessed of
a gigantic body, unfaltering courage and unusual skill in diplomacy, he was
fitted to be king of men, and a king of men he was from early manhood until he
died….Maafu was probably the only native in Fiji whom Cakobau, a man full of
courage and a master of diplomacy himself, really feared; and it is not at all
unlikely, if annexation had not taken place, that long before this that
stout-hearted old chief would have experienced a crushing defeat at the hands
of his more skilful and more daring rival.
Maafu, who was a relative of King George of Tonga and a
chief of high rank in that country, had been prominent in Fiji politics and
administration for a considerable time. The same Australian newspaper report
continues –
Maafu’s
death has removed a great weight of care from the Tongan Government. It was well known that on the death of the
king of the Tongan Isles, which must soon take place, Maafu intended to enforce
his claim to the succession.
At one stage he and the venerable and wily Cakobau had been
wary opponents. Under the old Fijian Government with Cakobau as King, Maafu had
been appointed Viceroy of the Eastern Province in a position, one newspaper
wrote, where he was perhaps, more dreaded
than trusted. Since the date of
cession he had held the office of Roko Tui Lau exercising more actual power and
authority than any chief in Fiji.
The skipper of the Government boat sent to his aid, the Coral Queen, was not named, but in all
probability it was William McGowan.
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GERALDINE BEHIND THE RESERVE
It is all too easy to attach your own nature and foibles to
an ancestor, in this case perhaps mine to Geraldine. Then I look again at the few photos we have
of her and I reconsider.
In this photo she appears so intimidating, almost fierce. It’s hard to think of her rushing off to
Fiji, to a love affair with a sailor, perhaps with her first born son in tow, a
mere babe in arms.
I know her thoughts often turned to her childhood in the
Sussex town of Worthing for the simple reason that she named her home in Levuka
Worthing Cottage. It is mentioned on the
1888 birth certificate for Minnie Madeline Foreman; a daughter from her second
marriage.
But I still had no visual image of her actual day to day
life. Was she a stickler for home
comforts or was she a woman capable of making do in tight
circumstances…Did her years in Fiji include interludes off the beaten track? I was about to sight a brief glimpse of her
early days with William – or at least where they once lived.
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ACRES IN KADAVU
21st century time travel
into the past is at best erratic and at its worst utterly compulsive. The urge to know what sort of people your
forebears were compels you to constantly search through piles of old data. And none ever pop up in historic order. The source for this brief departure from 1881 surfaced
only recently…it paints the attitudes and behaviour of the 1870’s rather well
and points directly to the lifestyle and mindset of Geraldine and William back
in 1874…
An Australian reporter has made a tour
of the Fiji Islands and duly and almost snobbishly puts his visit to the island
of Kadavu into print in the December 21st 1874 edition of the Sydney
Morning Herald.
“On
the following day…his
article reads… I continued my
explorations, rambling along the shores of Galoa Bay, the woodland scenery of
which is of a dense and tropical character reaching down to the water…we found
ourselves opposite to the mouths of two large caverns…a wild and romantic
locality where the deep water overshadowed with trees came close to the base of
a rough grey cliff…
…then
renewing my visits to the neighbouring village of Wailevu in which I found much
to interest me, the huts, the gardens and the inhabitants …in the “koro”, besides
certain Europeans of a doubtful class hovering between questionable
civilization and unpretentious semi-barbarism were, I was pleased to find,
white residents of education and respectability who all seemed quite glad to
welcome us. Amongst these were Mr Payne,
the resident Commissioner of the Fijian Government; Mr P. Power the Postmaster of Kandavu; Mr
Copeland the storekeeper; and last not
least, Mr and Mrs Brodziak at whose
comfortable residence our party met with a most cordially hospitable
reception...enjoying an awfully jolly party in which conversation and games
occupied nearly all the evening.” (Mr Brodziak was also a Justice of
the Peace entrusted to complete the island’s forthcoming 1875 Census.)
While I found this part of the
journalists essay an amusing insight into the precocious class conscious
attitude of the day it was the mention of the name of one of Fiji’s best known
families that caught my attention.
The journalist and his party have taken a stroll around the island, admiring its “woodland scenery, masses of waving coconuts and the many odoriferous flowers”… and… have made our way “to Mr Whippy’s place on Galoa Bay.”
The journalist and his party have taken a stroll around the island, admiring its “woodland scenery, masses of waving coconuts and the many odoriferous flowers”… and… have made our way “to Mr Whippy’s place on Galoa Bay.”
This very mention of Whippy in
connection with Kadavu caused me to hold my breath; here at last I could touch
base with not only an actual spot where my great Grandparents had once lived,
but better still, in the same time frame.
The dates co-ordinate…the year of
the article’s publication is December 21st 1874; the deed of sale of
certain lands on the Island of Galoa, Kadavu by Peter Whippy to William McGowan,
is dated 12th September 1874; and the year of census-taking for
Kadavu is June 11th 1875, ten months later, when Peter Whippy is not
shown as resident, but Mr and Mrs William McGowan and their two sons are.
The legalities of the sale, in
essence an application to His Excellency, the Governor of Fiji, shows the 2
acres in question commence…at the South
West boundary point of the land owned by the said Peter Whippy thence running
inland in a North Easterly direction from a peg at high water mark one hundred
and forty yards to a peg marked thence in a North Westerly direction a distance
of 70 yards thence in a South West direction 140 yards to a peg at high water
mark from thence following the shore to the place of commencement.
Here at last I could appreciate and
visualise Geraldine and William’s home on the very island many at the time
hoped would replace Levuka as Fiji’s capital.
Kadavu – looking
towards the Great Astrolabe Reef.
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As the article’s author continued…”by now we were thirsty and at Whippy’s place the boys, as servant men
are always called in Fiji, came back with plenty of the pure and refreshing
liquid brought from the rock spring in jug, bottle and taro leaf. Whippy’s house, a pretty spot not far from
the beach, is one wherein the tastes of the Fijian and the “Papalangi” are
quaintly blended. The homestead is
surrounded with groves of the coconut trees and of bananas with numerous red leaved
ornamental plants, introduced from the Hebrides, growing luxuriously near the
house built in Fijian fashion.
…we
waited for our water supply at a rude stone pier at the bottom of the garden in
which kumidas, kavais and yams had been planted by the respectable half caste
family to whom the property belongs.
Galoa is chiefly inhabited by these half-castes a race half European,
half Fijian speaking English almost as fluently as Fijian and in many ways
assimilating to either line of ancestry.
We did not see any of the family except a fine boy who carried back the
jug and with it our very cordial thanks”.
The Patriarch, David Whippy was an
American sailor from a prominent Nantucket family, who finding himself adrift
in the South Pacific made Fiji his home.
He founded a remarkable Fijian family dynasty; inter-marrying with
various Fijian ladies and becoming a confidante and advisor to prominent
Chiefs. In many ways David Whippy helped mould the Fiji of the future.
A respected friend and advisor to
many Chiefs including Cakobau, David Whippy founded a ship building company in
Levuka and in 1846 was appointed honorary vice-consul on the instructions of
the President of the United States through the secretary of state, Charles
Wilkes. The family name lives on in
today’s Fiji.
Peter Whippy of the land
transaction was one of his many sons.
But back to the socially conscious
Australian journalist who by now is taking his leave of Kadavu… “on the following day we started on board the
Mary Eliza en route for Levuka commanded by Captain Green, a civil and
intelligent man of African descent, born as I understood in the West Indies,
and his Mate – said to be part owner- a taciturn Scotchman, one other European
and a crew of dark hued Fijians…”.
The ships Mate was not named, but
being a native of Scotland, and both sailing the same waters, I’ve no doubt he knew well that other Scots
born sea dog, my great-grandfather William McGowan.
For me, it was exciting to see in
print the very place my Geraldine and William had once lived, to sense their
appreciation of isolation and natural beauty so combined…I wonder did Geraldine
regret leaving this remote paradise for the much busier Levuka.
Did she and William think and hope
their Pacific idyll would last forever?
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UNREST
AND INSOLENCE
There was a safety in numbers for European women living in the busy settlement of Levuka. February 1881 and an article in the
Fiji Times complains that it is now
nearly four months since the perpetration of the outrage on the Rewa River when
Mrs Williams and her family were subjected to the most brutal treatment by a
band of native ruffians; but as yet no one has been brought to justice for this
dastardly act….it is suggested that some leading chief should be seized and
held as a hostage for the delivery of murderers as Cakobau was seized by the
French many years ago.
The article receives publicity in
the Auckland, New Zealand press and goes further with yet another story….
The
conduct of the native police in Fiji is greatly complained of. One member f the force has been convicted of
a murderous assault on Mr. T. Pickering and the ‘Times’ says:- these men are
habitually overbearing and insolent and seem to think that by virtue of their
position they are entitled to regard the entire European population as a body
to be preyed upon and insulted at their will and pleasure. They are permitted to enter the town in an
undress that shocks every sense of delicacy and it is well known that they are
the most audacious thieves in the community…
Early law abiding members of the
Fijian Constabulary.
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March 1881. The Coral Queen makes port in Levuka from a
voyage to the Rotuma Islands some 465 kilometres to the north of the
northernmost island in the Fiji group, where it is reported, the natives are fast being initiated into
the arts and mysteries of government. The Rotuman chiefs had only recently
ceded their homeland to Britain and their island affairs were now administered from
the Colonial Office in Fiji.
In reporting the arrival in Levuka of the Coral Queen the Fiji Times states the cargo on the boat is Rotuma’s first tax contribution consisting 23 tons of copra
consigned to A. Busch and Co.
The Coral Queen is
under the command of Captain William McGowan.
This rough
map of the South Pacific was included in the book by C.W. Whonsbon Aston
entitled Polynesia Patchwork. While the notated islands are somewhat
geographically out of kilter they show the vast distances covered by the
various small craft commanded by William McGowan and other like him, and their relative size and
position in comparison to South America and Australia. Rotuma has not been
marked, but it is situated somewhat near the Society Islands.
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EVERYDAY LIFE LEVUKA
Despite the unrest with some of the Island’s police force,
life in Levuka continues as it always has.
The port is busy with inter-island vessels constantly on the move. Geraldine, some four months pregnant, is
caught up with the domestic chores of caring for five young children.
Baby Andrew is approaching his second year,
Maggie at four delights in a playmate she can lead into mischief. The three
older boys ranging in age from six to ten years attend the local school. For children especially, Levuka is a paradise
with river and ocean to swim in, everything they need in walking distance and a
ready supply of neighbourhood children to play with.
For Geraldine there is the supervision of her house staff,
the hands on purchase of food items, the daily visits to the bake house, the
butcher and the various stores. I would
be surprised if these visits were made without an accompanying member of the
household to carry back the purchased goods.
Life in Fiji for a European woman was not necessarily onerous; it all
depended on the prosperity of their men folks business affairs. I doubt very much that William was earning
big money, but then again I don’t think they were in dire straits. Moderately
comfortable would be a better description.
Co-incidently, from Suva on the main island of Viti Levu,
comes news that matters are progressing ‘tolerably
comfortable’ with the establishment there of the new capital, where
buildings befitting a Colonial centre of power are being erected.
In other news comes the advice of the current fare for
travel from Levuka to Auckland… in saloon class £12 single, return £18: And in
steerage, £8. To extend the voyage on to
Suva would cost an additional 30 shillings: Not at all cheap by any stretch of
the imagination.
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6th APRIL 1881 – TIME
RUNS OUT
In the McGowan home there was always the joy of their
father’s return from the sea. His sons
eagerly scanning the horizon searching for the familiar sails, three small boys
arguing between themselves the boats expected time of arrival; a small sister
and an even smaller brother trying to understand the keen sense of anticipation
enveloping the household…
And Geraldine, accustomed by now to the constant separation,
perhaps planning the evening meal to include his favourite choice of fare. Children or native helpers would have alerted
her to the Coral Queen's arrival…duly acknowledged
with a smile and a soft sigh of relief. She knew the routine well. His arrival in port, the ship tying up at the
wharf, the unloading of cargo, the dispersal of crew, Williams short walk to
the agent’s office to deposit the records of lading.
She knew to the minute how long this would take, and she
could estimate almost to the second when he would walk through the door, sweep
her and the children into his arms, the sailor home from the sea. The family together again.
The McGowan saga should have continued like this for years
to come. Geraldine and William should have ended their days with greying hair,
surrounded by grand-children.
But they didn’t.
Their life together, Geraldine and William, ended on that day, 6th
April 1881.
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Newspaper
articles sourced from New Zealand’s Papers
Past archive reports Captain McGowan’s death. In a modest way you could say these short
paragraphs were my great-grandfather’s epitaph. An acknowledgment of his
service to country and family; for his extended family in the 21st
Century these brief paragraphs solved a 140 year mystery.
William’s
death as reported (some weeks after the event) first in the New Zealand Herald, and the following day in the
Auckland Star…
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Those
two brief news items speak a volume: A sick
but determined man, a heart problem that could strike at any moment. He might well have succumbed to the disease
at sea, or while supervising the discharge of his cargo, even while taking his
leave of the company agent: But on that particular day William McGowan had only one thought in mind,
to reach his home, his wife and his children.
He
died where he belonged, in the bosom of family.
At
last we knew what really happened, William didn’t die at sea, he didn’t sail
off into the far horizon and fail to return; he died at home, in his bed. Admittedly, his death was sudden, thankfully there
was no long lingering illness, but that was no consolation to his wife and
children.
For
the youngsters, William, always known as Wink, Alfred, Gordon, Maggie and
Andrew there would be no more play time with their father; no more scanning the
horizon for his safe return.
For
Geraldine the end result may have been long dreaded, together the two mulling
over the doctor’s earlier prognosis; like so many of us they may have pushed
the thought of imminent death to the
back of their minds.
But
assuming all this, and knowing now that a doctor had issued such a warning, I
wonder why husband and wife failed to put their affairs in order. I present this aspect with a researcher’s
gift of hindsight: It will however have
a great bearing on the next and final chapter of Geraldine’s life in Fiji.
Deep
in mourning, with her young family to care for and console Geraldine now faces
a difficult and insecure future. Four
months pregnant with their sixth child, Geraldine suddenly finds she has no
legal rights to her deceased husband’s estate.
As
she battles Fiji’s legal system, tries to comfort her small children and at the
same time prepare for the birth of her sixth child she soon finds her life has
become a nightmare of gigantic proportions.
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Next AND Final
–1881 Pt 5 –HUSBAND NUMBER TWO.
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