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Blog EntryThe Story Of Hannah and James Wright: Part FiveMay 13, '08 12:24 AM
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Right: Grass seeders threshing seed from cocksfoot grass on Banks Peninsula



The Two Volcanoes of Banks Peninsula


Banks Peninsula was formed through volcanic activity. It is comprised of two large volcanoes which were active less than half a million years ago. Their craters were enlarged over the centuries by the eroding action of streams and they were then invaded by the sea during the postglacial world-wide rise in sea level beginning about fifteen thousand years ago.

Those two volcanoes now form the harbours of Akaroa and Lyttelton. The Akaroa Harbour was the larger of the two volcanoes and both have been considered extinct until recently when a steam fissure has opened up. The volcanoes may in fact be just dormant.

Originally the peninsula was in fact an island, but the island became connected to the Canterbury Plains when the growing alluvial plain reached the base of the island. They are now juxtaposed in stark contrast, a steep mountainous peninsula beside a barren plain.

Banks Peninsula has a more gentle climate than the Canterbury Plains, with a higher rainfall and fewer frosts, especially on the lower slopes. The highest slopes do get snowed on during the winter months and the snow may lay for several weeks on the tops.

Anyhow, back in the eighteen hundreds...

The Kemp Purchase of Banks Peninsula

On the 12th of June, 1848, at Akaroa, in an atmosphere fraught with cultural misunderstanding, sixteen Kai Tahu chiefs signed a deed which had been prepared by Commissioner Henry Tacy Kemp. This agreement "allowed" the Kai Tahu iwi to keep their settlements and food gathering sites and also some other reserves.

This agreement opened up land for settlers who were now be able to purchase land on the Peninsula from the colonial government.

When the land was surveyed later in 1848, many of the agreed reserves in the Kemp Purchase were reduced and ignored, a typical scenario of colonialism, and a common theft from indigenous people wherever colonisation takes place.

The Canterbury Association

A lot of surveying was happening both on Banks Peninsula and across on the plain that is destined to become Canterbury. The year 1848 also sees the founding of the Canterbury Association in England. This association is clearly inspired by Edward Gibbon Wakefield, (of New Zealand Company fame), and John Robert Godley.

The Canterbury Association sent out one Captain Joseph Thomas who was apparently undeterred by either the swamps, the lack of timber on the plains themselves (which were covered in native NZ flax and braided rivers), or even the sizable steep hill between the port and the plains. He merely got on with laying out the new port town of Lyttelton and the plains town of Christchurch, and began a road over the port hills, (really it was only a bridle path).

The first four Canterbury Association ships arrived in Lyttelton in 1850 and by 1853, a total of 3,549 new immigrants had disembarked. Of these, some four hundred people had the necessary wherewithall to purchase land for themselves, the rest were mainly labourers and servants.

This was a deliberate goal of the Canterbury Association - like the New Zealand Company their desire was to replicate what they saw as England's stable, class-based society onto this foreign land.

Whakamoa

On the first of May, 1852, James Wright together with an Akaroa resident named William Lucas was allotted Run 13 comprising 5,000 acres. This area covered the whole of the west headland of the Akaroa Harbour, (see map again on previous blog), the boundary running from Island Bay to Cape Three Points.

James and William Lucas were not planning to work this run as partners however. Each had his own stock and Lucas worked the Lands End portion while James worked the other half.

The Forest

Native Podocarp forest, (trees such as Matai, Totara, Rimu, Kahikitea), covered most of the peninsula at this time, with the exception of the drier northern hills now known as the Port Hills (the hills between Lyttelton and Christchurch). The bush was dense in the valleys and on the lower slopes, but were more in the form of scrub and patches of bush on or near the summits.

Sawmilling and land clearance therefore occupied the early would-be farmers and in fact by 1900 the whole forest cover of 140,000 acres would be removed. Today, only a few scattered patches of bush, a total of less than 150 acres, remain.

Cocksfoot Grass

After all that milling the would-be farmers now needed need grass for their stock. The grasses that cows and sheep feed on have evolved with those animals in the northern hemisphere. The new colony of New Zealand had no grazing grass at all and the imported cows and sheep would not feed on the native ferns or tussocks and flaxes. (They still don't eat them which is why I plant flaxes and tussocks along the boundary of my section and the paddocks).

Cocksfoot is a perennial grass which was productive and drought tolerant and was found to flourish on Banks Peninsula, and yielded large quantities of grass seed. Hannah and James and the other settler farmers, as well as capturing the seed for their own use, sold their excess seed all over the rapidly opening up settlements in New Zealand. Cocksfoot grass-seed was also one of our earliest exports to Australia and North America.

So when the bush was cut down and burned, cocksfoot was sown in the ashes. Women as well as men would work to gather in the grass seed harvest using "reap hooks", then with the sheaves laid on the threshing sheet it would have to be flailed.

The Dairy

As fast as the bush was disappearing and a few acres were grassed down small dairies were started. Cheese was quite valuable right now and well worth the trouble of pressing and carrying water for washing it. The water would have to be collected from the creeks that ran down the hillsides and I imagine Hannah would have been setting her children that job.

Cheese making by women had begun on the Peninsula from 1844 and the next year cheese was made for sale, but the first load to Wellington was fated to never reach its destination. The cheese was sent in a small cutter under Captain Sinclair, but the boat was wrecked and the men on it drowned, and all that first years produce lost.

The Farmhouse

The homes of most settlers were sod or slab-built whares, (the Maori word for houses of similar type), they had mud floors which they kept scrupulously clean with manuka brooms. The safest chimneys were generally made from corrugated iron if it was available. Window panes and curtains were very simple - they were the same thing - calico tacked across the opening and easily removed for ventilation or washing. Furniture would be primitive often made from boxes or packing cases, and limited to the barest essentials. Mattresses were often filled with raupo leaves, (flax), which the children collected from the swamps and were dried.

In those early days women mostly cooked over an open fire, meat being cooked on a "crane". the joint of meat would be hung on a jack and someone would have to keep turning it while the fat would be caught in a pan below. Luckier women had a camp oven in which bread could be made.

A "kitchen" was considered too unsafe to be part of the "main" house and was often housed in a separate whare of its own.

A Woman's Work is Never Done

And while Hannah was busy with all this, she was also still having children.

Robert was born on the 13th of September 1853; John Thomas Austin on the 12th of November, 1855; Mark on the 4th of September, 1858; Elizabeth Drury on the 22nd of July, 1860; and Luke on the 12th of September 1862.

John Austain (or Austen or Austin)

Hannah's father John Austain when he was already an elderly man, journeyed the thirteen thousand miles across the seas to New Zealand to live with Hannah and James. There is no record of when he arrived but the local records state that John Austin, farmer, died of dropsy on the 1st of February 1860, aged seventy-three, and was buried on the farm at Whakamoa.

I imagine that the child Elizabeth Drury, born later that year in August, was named in his honour, the original Elizabeth Drury being John Austin's wife and Hannah's mother.

It is also of note that a son, John Thomas Austin was born to Hannah and James in November of 1855, and I cannot help but speculate that this may suggest the year of John Austin's arrival in New Zealand.

The Original Comments from the 360 Page

Political Junkie: emigrating, settling, whaling, farming! I am so impressed by the versatility of the settlers. hmmm.....
Nowadays, they'd be prohibited from exploring all those aptitudes, because they hadn't been vetted by some institution of higher learning.
They'd be told they were qualified, and couldn't produce the certification that proved they have the "right skill-sets".
I mean, just think about it!

                   Tuesday 3 July 2007 - 12:13PM (MDT)

TB: very interesting indeed Iri...looking forward to read more
                   Tuesday 3 July 2007 - 10:07PM (CEST)


Mary: Great as usual Iri. I feel like I'm there when I'm reading. Keep em coming.
                   Thursday 5 July 2007 - 02:56PM (EDT)

Just Jane: I've lost count of the number of children now...
I suppose when they say the floors were kept clean it referred to food scraps, insects such as wetas, ashes from the open fire and leaves or whatever might blow in an open doorway etc. I think packed mud floors would probably not absorb moisture well either.

Hmmm, sometimes it still seems as if a kitchen is too unsafe to be a part of the main dwelling.
 
                    Saturday 7 July 2007 - 12:03AM (PDT)






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ifiik wrote on May 13
Up around the Thames/Coromandel areas, the early settlers lived in tents, until the men had chopped and hand milled trees, then built slab huts.
The cooking was done over open fires, until ovens were built out of 'bricks', using mud and straw.
these bricks were alspo used in the chimneys of the early houses, as corrigated iron wasnt immediately available. My great grandmother, born in 1893, was born in one of these houses.
We often used to hear from my grand mother, stories of these early times, such as the local Maoris waiting until the beasts were slaughtered and hung, then in the night, steal them.
My father grew up on the Hauraki Plains, the only son of farming people.
My grandfather was the first recorded death by tractor accident, recorded in the area.
he died when trying to tow a treestump out of the ground, and the tractor flipped over backwards on him. My dad was still in his infancy then.
rizzo46nz wrote on May 13
He merely got on with laying out the new port town of Lyttelton and the plains town of Christchurch, and began a road over the port hills, (really it was only a bridle path).
Every time I walk that Bridle Path I wonder at the strength of purpose of those pioneer men and women. They carried all their belongings (including furniture)up and down those steep dirt tracks. It takes us all our time just to get ourselves over.
But there is nothing like being at the top and looking at both sides. The harbour and the plains. I have pics somewhere taken further along, at the sign of the Kiwi
rizzo46nz wrote on May 13
As fast as the bush was disappearing and a few acres were grassed down small dairies were started. Cheese was quite valuable right now and well worth the trouble of pressing and carrying water for washing it. The water would have to be collected from the creeks that ran down the hillsides and I imagine Hannah would have been setting her children that job.
And cheese is still a productive industry on the Peninsula, with Barry's Bay cheese being a popular place to stop. For locals and tourists alike
rizzo46nz wrote on May 13
sorry Iri, I seem to have taken over the page
http://www.teara.govt.nz/EarthSeaAndSky/NaturalHazardsAndDisasters/Volcanoes/1/ENZ-Resources/Standard/4/en#breadcrumbtop

there are some wonderful aerial shots of the peninsula
stature wrote on May 13
Whenever i read about those "pioneers" with their tremendous guts and endurance and sheer determination, not just your country and America, anywhere in the past, I cant help thinking that the overweight, overindulgent.. over-everything people feverishly trying to get 26 getting and spending hours out of every 24 hour day, in OUR times, just wouldn't have made it at all - ever! Are we evolving,? Doesn't look like it!
rizzo46nz wrote on May 13
Indeed Tina, I was just thinking the same as I sat with my numb bum in front of the pc..
howardx wrote on May 13
How brave and daring the early settlers were to go to a strange land on the other side of the world. Or was it because life was so grim in England at that time they were glad to get away.
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 13
ifiik said
Up around the Thames/Coromandel areas, the early settlers lived in tents, until the men had chopped and hand milled trees, then built slab huts.
The cooking was done over open fires, until ovens were built out of 'bricks', using mud and straw.
these bricks were alspo used in the chimneys of the early houses, as corrigated iron wasnt immediately available. My great grandmother, born in 1893, was born in one of these houses.
We often used to hear from my grand mother, stories of these early times, such as the local Maoris waiting until the beasts were slaughtered and hung, then in the night, steal them.
My father grew up on the Hauraki Plains, the only son of farming people.
My grandfather was the first recorded death by tractor accident, recorded in the area.
he died when trying to tow a treestump out of the ground, and the tractor flipped over backwards on him. My dad was still in his infancy then.
You should be blogging all this story Peter. (oh, for a poking out tongue emote when you want one).
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 13
Every time I walk that Bridle Path I wonder at the strength of purpose of those pioneer men and women. They carried all their belongings (including furniture)up and down those steep dirt tracks. It takes us all our time just to get ourselves over.
But there is nothing like being at the top and looking at both sides. The harbour and the plains. I have pics somewhere taken further along, at the sign of the Kiwi
I wonder how long it took them to get all their gear over though. Same here, its so steep I struggle over it. The Lyttelton side is gentler than the Christchurch side.
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 13
sorry Iri, I seem to have taken over the page
http://www.teara.govt.nz/EarthSeaAndSky/NaturalHazardsAndDisasters/Volcanoes/1/ENZ-Resources/Standard/4/en#breadcrumbtop

there are some wonderful aerial shots of the peninsula
I love the way you people add so much to my blogs, great link Rizzy, thank you.
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 13
stature said
Whenever i read about those "pioneers" with their tremendous guts and endurance and sheer determination, not just your country and America,
Well I guess the life that many of them came from in England wasn't always that easy either.
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 13
howardx said
Or was it because life was so grim in England at that time they were glad to get away.
lol possibly, I think so often they had dreams of a better life for themselves and their families, much like the immigrants of today also have.
ifiik wrote on May 13
Seems like the time changes...............
the dreams remain the same....................
stature wrote on May 13
That's because there will always be the dreamers, sometimes they even changed the world.....Let's hope they still will!
dnoakes wrote on May 15
13,000 miles from where one sets out is a staggering distance! I can really get imagery of settlers' ordinary lives from all the domestic details you have....a first-rate piece of scholarship.
mestarr wrote on May 15
at this same period in the newly-opened lands of Mississippi:
separate kitchens were the rule here, because of fires and heat.
the living houses had several fireplaces, because there was more than enough wood
the first chimneys were "mudcats" or cribbed sticks daubed with clay, because few bricks were burned
dirt floors might eventually be replaced with puncheons, logs with a side hewn flat.
a crane was a pot-hook that would swing over the fire; i use one in the winter for beans and stew
they brought the old folks--the children of the Revolutionary era--out in oxcarts after the cabins were raised and the first crop was laid by or made
mattresses were stuffed with corn shucks, or hanging (Spanish) moss where it was available
window holes had a shutter over them, or a greased deerskin
there was a hole left alongside the chimney to let in a little light
re Howard's comment; i have seen replicas of those 18th-19th cen. sailing boats and they must have been mighty desperate to get away.
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 15
Mary Evelyn it sounds as though houses in the Mississippi (what a horror of a word to spell, thank goodness for spell check) were fairly similar to the colonial homes of NZ.
ifiik wrote on May 15
Ari.....when you drive through some of the back roads over there, you'll be surprised at the houses you'll see....some still standing from the slave days...
mestarr wrote on May 16
M-I-Crooked letter, crooked letter-I crooked letter, crooked letter-I, humpback, humpback-I
rizzo46nz wrote on May 17
lol...we always had a little jingle to learn it with.
Mrs M
Mrs I
Mrs S S I
Mrs S S I
Mrs P P I
irianithewitchnz wrote on May 17
Enlightenment dawns...
rizzo46nz wrote on May 17
there was also one about how to spell Maori. I must have been quite young having to learn that one.
Who's going to do the dishes?
Ma or i
simply silly when you think of it...but it has always stuck in my head
ifiik wrote on May 17, edited on May 17
my dad taught me the ruler way....

M...whack
A..whack
O....whack
R....whack
I....whack

now, how do you spell..............

rizzo46nz wrote on May 17
oh goodness me!

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