Bo Harris’
Family Tree
returned on the hospital ship Willochra, and was eventually discharged: “He was one of the lucky ones. So many of them never came back.”
His brother Robert also saw military service, but his was a completely different tale.
A rabbiter by trade living in Macraes, Robert volunteered at 27 and became a trooper in the New Zealand Mounted Rifles (NZMR). He fought in the Second Boer War (1889–1902).
Robert sailed to Durban on the troopship the Kent, which left Port Chalmers on 12 March 1902. The journey took 31 days. “Many men were seasick, and the 570 horses on board suffered badly when the ship rolled in mountainous seas,” says Bo.
The war ended a few months later, and in July 1902 Robert returned to civilian life unscathed – or so his family thought.
By 1909, it was clear that something was very wrong. “His father [also Robert] had to call in the police because of his son’s violent behaviour,” says Bo. “They arrested him on the grounds of insanity and he was committed to Seacliff, New Zealand’s largest mental asylum just outside Dunedin, where he died a terrible death in 1912. At his father’s request, he was buried with other members of his family in the Macraes cemetery.”
Robert’s medical notes suggest that “General Paralysis of the Insane” – tertiary syphilis – was the cause. At the time, New Zealand was suffering the spread of the ‘Black Plague’: sexually transmitted diseases, particularly syphilis. Bo discovered that soldiers and sailors were often infected overseas, then spread the diseases when they returned home. Robert had probably been infected while he was in the army.
Pivotal Ancestor
It is Bo’s great great grandfather Robert Harcus, James and Robert junior’s father, who led her on her biggest journeys of discovery.
“Just before my mum died, she showed me Helen M Thompson’s book East of the Rock and Pillar: a History of the Strath Taieri and Macraes Districts (1949), which mentioned Robert.” Bo was excited to learn that he came from Eday in Orkney. Her mum also remembered that he had a long beard, and rode a white horse: “I think he was quite a character.”
Bo began to flesh out her great great grandfather’s story
Robert and his family finally settled in Moonlight, Macraes Flat, Otago. But what made him leave Orkney in the first place?
“Robert fished for herring in season – it was tough work, and very dangerous. I think larger fishing companies were coming in and taking more of the fish.”
Robert might also have heard about the gold rush in Otago a decade earlier. In Macraes, there was still a huge amount of gold mining. “He dabbled with prospecting with his sons Robert, William and John. The newspapers show they applied for leases – and found some gold.”
However, it was another perilous occupation. John died in 1903, and a local newspaper reported: “An inquest heard that John was killed at the Golden Bar mine at Stoneburn, Macraes. Mr Cunningham found the deceased lying dead, his body fearfully mangled. It was thought he went for a plug of dynamite and was doing something to it when it went off, exploding the other plugs in the magazine.”
Robert senior eventually hung up his pickaxe and became a tree farmer. “Many pine trees in Macraes today came from his nursery,” says Bo.
Robert was laid to rest in Macraes’ southern cemetery in 1918, joining his wife, who died of consumption in 1900, and three of their sons.
Voyage Of Discovery
Bo’s research also sparked an interest in the sea routes that New Zealand immigrants took and the boats they sailed on, and recently she embarked on a journey to the infamous Cape Horn. “I sailed on the Stella Australis, a small purpose-built ship specially designed to go to places like Patagonia and Cape Horn. It was incredible.”
She sailed from Ushuaia in Argentina to Punta Arenas, Chile. During the trip, Bo visited a
‘Robert fished for herring – it was tough work, and very dangerous’
giant monument on Cape Horn depicting an albatross created in memory of the 10,000 seafarers who perished attempting to round the Cape. “It was an emotional experience,” says Bo. “It really makes you stop and think.”
But Bo also needed to see where Robert and his family had come from, and visited the Orkney Isles. “Orkney was fascinating. I could really feel the history because there are remains of Neolithic sites, such as Skara Brae. Seeing Eday for the first time was surreal. It felt isolated, at the mercy of the sea and weather. It’s such a tiny island, but it has the tallest single standing stone in Orkney.”
The Orkney Family History Society in Kirkwall pointed her in the right direction. “The census gave Robert’s last address there as Parkhead in West Side, Eday, so I knew roughly where it was. There was a little harbour near there to keep his fishing boat in.”
Bo’s journey had brought her family story full circle. Here, in this isolated spot, she came across the headstone erected by Robert “in loving memory” of his mother Jane Reid, who died on 8 March 1868 – giving Bo a tangible link to her forebear’s home.
“It was very touching,” Bo says. “Jane died the same year Robert got married. “I get the feeling he was incredibly close to her – he made sure that there was a headstone on her grave.”