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Zanabella Cloherty

Zana Bella Cloherty married Isaac Campbell 

Zana Bella  Cloherty Zanabella was born Galway, Ireland and arrived in Moreton Bay with her family in the Corlic in  1875. With the loss of her father and older brother Valentine, the first years in the Colony would have been challenging. Zana Bella and her mother were living in Spring Hill, Brisbane when Valentine became ill and he died at home 1876. When her father John Cloherty, also became ill he was transported to Dunwich Benovelant Hospital. There he too died.  

married Isaac Hamilton Campbell was born in 1861 in [search Irish and English records 1861]They married on 3 August 1881. Isaac died 26th Jan 1948

Isaac seemed to do very well for himself, he had a large family of ten children, and lived to 87 years of age . He stated at Valentines going away party in 1930’s that he felt that it was the very thing , that his parents did in deciding to come to Queensland, because they all had many more opportunities, here than in the old country

The eldest John Valentine Campbell  born 06 Sep 1882, lived in north Queensland and owned one of the banana farms. 

Their second child was Emily Cora, (1884) who married UNGER and nextwas  Marguritte Zoe (1886)  then Lana Maude Belle Campbell, (1887) followed by Olive, Colin, Isaac, Evelyn, Ann, and  the last child Oliveria was born in  1901

Zana Bella or Bella as she was called, was quite a  character. Isaac and Bella lived at Breakfast Creek road Hamilton and Bella did a bit of bootlegging in those days. She was summoned to appear in court, however she was allowed to go with a warning not to engage is selling alcohol without the appropriate licence. What a relief , that must have been for her and her family! I wonder was it a full on business, or was she selling the odd bottle or two. At any rate it seems she had that very strong Cloherty trait of pushing her luck. 

Isaac Campbell, kept horses and the stable was stamping ground for a well known trainer Mr Barnes. Rodney Cloherty, was also a trainer. Rodney was the son of …………….James Alexander also trained horses in the ………………………..area Cecil Campbell, a of my father Patrick Cloherty was a jockey and when he enlisted in the army in WW1 he was naturally sent to the Light Horse Battalion. He died in france and lies at Villiers Brit.

Rodney Cloherty settled in the Rockhampton area,  since Pat was a small lad this was considered the obvious choice for a career for him. The problem with the plan was that Pat did not like sleeping in the stables with the horses. He loved the racetrack from a punters point of view, but the living conditions were intolerable to him.

 The Campbells stable was the stamping groung of Mr Barnes who was their horse trainer. at the time.

Pat spoke of how he had to sleep in the stables with the horses. Rise before dawn feed and water them  and ride them for their morning training. It was cold on those winter mornings at the track, and the stables could be hot and uncomfortable is summer. He decided that being a Jockey was not the life for him so he went home to his mother. 

I am sure he would have preferred to learn his father’s trade of Fishing but that of course was no longer possible. Patrick Cloherty said “in those days Wynnum Creek was crystal clear…… you could see the sandy bottom in some places”  Of the bay he said “out there at low tide you can stand up in some places in fact there was a land bridge at low tide between Moreton Island and North Stradbroke Island not so long ago”. 

He also knew a lot of fishermen, he felt at home near the water. 

The Aquarium at Hemmant 1889

The Aquarium
by Greta Brown July 2017

Have you ever wondered why there is an Aquarium Avenue, at Hemmant?

Well it just so happens that the district of Hemmant once boasted the first tourist attraction in Queensland. The steam ships “Natone”, “Woolwich” and “Garnett” made daily trips down the Brisbane River. Visitors also came by train since Hemmant Station is just a short walk from Aquarium Avenue, where a large pavilion and aquarium were located

This was without a doubt the place for a family day out. The huge pavilion was two stories high 150 feet long (45 metres ) and 50 feet wide (15 metres) was constructed to accomodate a menagerie of animals as well as the Aquarium capable of holding a large enough amount of sea water for a variety of fish corals and other sea creatures. There were special feeding times for the animals. This would be a highlight of the day, and a great way to demonstrate to the visitors how the animals behaved. Like other animal sanctuaries feeding time would be especially interesting to the children. The seals would most likely perform their tricks in exchange for a fish just as generations of children have been entertained over the years since. My mother used to say “There’s nothing new under the sun” I see now what she means, everything we think of as novel, has more than likely been done in some way before. In the same way that we like to go out to enjoy the company of others today the Aquarium also catered to the adult tastes. Inside the pavalion was a restaurant which could cater for up to sixty diners. There was a musical band and dancing and at the end a fireworks display. They had similiar fireworks to that which we see today the fountain and the waterfall type as well as rockets and spinners.

On at least one occasion It became so popular as many as twelve steamers were required, such was the attraction of the Aquarium. The location of the Aquarium was close to the area where Bulimba Creek loops back on itself before entering the Brisbane River not far from it’s mouth. This passage of water is known as Aquarium Passage. It was somewhere here that Queensport, the destination place where horse drawn vehicles would have been waiting for those who required transport from the wharf to the Aquarium. Many people enjoyed the short walk.

The whole area was prepared and decorated with intent to fascinate and enthral the visitors. I can imagine the decorations would probably been in the theatrical style of a vaudville theatre with brightly painted panels with scrolled design around the mirrors. Bright red and blue paint and gold trimmings to sparkle and dazzel. I can imagine that the mirrors would give the elusion of much more space and many more people. Seeing one’s own reflection walking toward yourself as well as away from yourself would be somewhat disorientating and so a place of fantasy is created. They may have even had gymnasts doing their gravity defying acts or jugglers and perhaps a lion tamer. It seemed that anything that one would see at a fair would have been there. It obviously worked well at a time when Queensland was experiencing a booming economy

On some weekends Footbal matches were held and these added a further attraction for the fans. This would have been a match which coinsided with the last match of the sporting calander. A prestigeous event for the finalists of the season .

This was also a time when many new machines were being built to perform all kinds of tasks, a “flying machine” was a very popular attraction especially for the young men. If they dared, they could imagine what flying through the air felt like and I am sure there would be many wanting to have a go. I can almost hear them having laughing with fear and the hopes of remaining alive.
I can imagine those day trippers availing themselves of a pleasure trip down the river to the Queensport Aquarium.
It is clear that the Aquarium played a significant role in our State’s tourism and entertainment from l880’s -1893 when the flood waters washed away the pavillion and with it, the Aquarium and it’s contents of sea creatures. The animals were relocated and survived the flood waters then they were sold to a circus. The monkeys lived on at the Brisbane Botanical Gardens and I remember feeding bananas to them through the wire cages when I was about 9 years old. They most likely were the descendants of those monkeys from latter days. One of the larger monkeys was very old and there were babies too. The ships were sold off to serve in different waters and so ended a great era of Queensland’s history.

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Thurles in Tipperary is the town where some of Peter’s ancestors have come from and everywhere around the various towns in Ireland we have seen plenty of shops and other businesses with many of his family’s surnames. The Byrne, Bourke, O’Brien were the first we saw and from then on we starting searching for some of the other names of more distant connections.

We took lots of photos at the Cemetry and we felt sure given the age at death and their chronological age we had found relatives we didn’t know about. This of course will need to be cross check to find where they connect to our Australian families.

We liked the town very much. The roundabout in the centre of town allowed us time to have a pretty good look around without getting lost. We had lunch at Thurles and then to Gort which is the beginning of the highway to Galway.


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