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Paddy Hannan,Tom Flanagan and Daniel Shea discovered gold near Mount Charlotte less than 40 kilometres from the Coolgardie Goldfields. Hannan, Flanagan and Shea were following a number of prospectors headed off to Mount Yule 60 km East of Coolgardie. Having waited in Coolgardie for supplies the three Irishmen moved off to follow the main body of Prospectors three days after the main body of men left. Everyone had waited at Mount Charlotte for supplies and water before moving off further East, so the three Irishmen caught up to the prospectors. The night before the body of men moved out, Hannan found gold in a gully. Not wanting to cause a rush, he informed Flanagan and Shea of what he found. During the night they moved their horse into the scrub. The following morning Hannan informed the main party they were going to stay behind to "find their lost horse". The main group moved off east and the three men started to pick up the gold. Having pegged out their lease, Hannan, the only one who was literate, raced off to Coolgardie to register the claim.[2] After registering his claim of over 100 ounces of alluvial gold, an estimated 700 men were prospecting in the area within three days.
 
Close enough. You got the 3 names right and it was because of their horse that they found it. A little different in how that describes it but it'll do!

Your turn.
 
A BUSH CHRISTENING - A.B. "Banjo" Paterson

On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few,
And men of religion are scanty,
On a road never cross'd 'cept by folk that are lost,
One Michael Magee had a shanty.


Now this Mike was the dad of a ten-year-old lad,
Plump, healthy, and stoutly conditioned;
He was strong as the best, but poor Mike had no rest
For the youngster had never been christened,


And his wife used to cry, "If the darlin' should die
Saint Peter would not recognise him."
But by luck he survived till a preacher arrived,
Who agreed straightaway to baptise him.


Now the artful young rogue, while they held their collogue,
With his ear to the keyhole was listenin',
And he muttered in fright while his features turned white,
"What the divil and all is this christenin'?"


He was none of your dolts, he had seen them brand colts,
And it seemed to his small understanding,
If the man in the frock made him one of the flock,
It must mean something very like branding.


So away with a rush he set off for the bush,
While the tears in his eyelids they glistened-
"'Tis outrageous," says he, "to brand youngsters like me,
I'll be dashed if I'll stop to be christened!"


Like a young native dog he ran into a log,
And his father with language uncivil,
Never heeding the "praste" cried aloud in his haste,
"Come out and be christened, you divil!"


But he lay there as snug as a bug in a rug,
And his parents in vain might reprove him,
Till his reverence spoke (he was fond of a joke)
"I've a notion," says he, "that'll move him."


"Poke a stick up the log, give the spalpeen a prog;
Poke him aisy-don't hurt him or maim him,
'Tis not long that he'll stand, I've the water at hand,
As he rushes out this end I'll name him.


"Here he comes, and for shame! ye've forgotten the name-
Is it Patsy or Michael or Dinnis?"
Here the youngster ran out, and the priest gave a shout-
"Take your chance, anyhow, wid 'Maginnis'!"


As the howling young cub ran away to the scrub
Where he knew that pursuit would be risky,
The priest, as he fled, flung a flask at his head
That was labelled "Maginnis's Whisky!"


And Maginnis Magee has been made a J.P.,
And the one thing he hates more than sin is
To be asked by the folk who have heard of the joke,
How he came to be christened "Maginnis"!
The Bulletin, 16 December 1893.
 
He stood alone to hear judge-advocate Captain David Collins confirm his death sentence. Then Collins made James Freeman an offer.

But while under the ladder, with the rope about his neck, he [Freeman] was offered a free pardon as condition of performing the duty of the common executioner as long as he remained in this country, which after some little pause, he reluctantly accepted.
 
OK,
What was the name of the owner of the property where (at that time) the largest shopping centre in the southern hemisphere was built.

If you know this one headbut give the other guys a go.

Cheers
Mick
 
Got to go with Chadstone shopping centre, built on land belonging to the Convent of the Good Shepherd.
 

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