Some pictures of Australian Eaves/Eves
Mary Ellen Eaves: 1880 - 1961 (Yvonne Morrow's Grandmother)
Florence Urembla Eaves, b 13 Nov
1887, Yvonne Morrow's grandmother's
youngest sister. Born in Rockhampton Qld. This
photo was taken on her
100th birthday. She died one month later, in
Cooma NSW.
The family of Edward Eaves b 19 Dec 1895 in Brisbane s/o of
Edward Eaves
and Janet Roughead. Grandson of Charles Eaves, of Wrentham,
and Ellen Fitzgibbon. He is pictured here with his wife Ivy Helena
Threlfall, and his children, Ivy, 1921, Joyce 1924, Graham Edward, 1928.
Photo taken in Brisbane in
1929. Don't know who the other child is.
Charles and Ernest Eves. Unfortunately we can only imagine what they looked like. Their grave is in Longreach Queensland, a country town in the center of the state.
It's the home of "Waltzing Matilda", as that's where Banjo Paterson wrote the song back in the 1880s. Perhaps he knew our
old mate Ernie!! I [Yvonne Morrow] will try to phone Longreach cemetery to
see if they anything else on this pair.
From Dell Maw, Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia:3rd Sept 2000
Dear Yvonne,
This is the only photograph that I can find of Ernie, so far. It is only a very small one and would have been taken over 40 years ago. My father died in 1960 so it was taken before then. Ernie is standing beside one of my dad's boring plants somewhere in south-western Queensland. Unfortunately, like most photographs, there is nothing written on it. In those days when they were working on the plants that were boring for water they used to camp on site, cook by campfire and sleep under the stars. There were always 2 men per bore and sometimes 3 so the plant could run 24 hours a day (when it was necessary) and the men worked in shifts. It was a lonely sort of a life but did they all live it up when they came to town.
All their work was carried out on farming and grazing properties throughout the state. They only came back to home base when they needed supplies or if the boring plant broke down or one of the drilling bits got stuck in the hole. It was a hard life considering now days they live in caravans and have all the mod cons and there are no hardships except that they are in isolated areas.
It was always a thrill for us kids when the 'boys' came home. They were all like an extended family and we loved all of them.
My mum cooked and washed for all of them when they were home. Always with Ernie helping out, either keeping us kids out of her road while she was busy or working beside her and keeping the copper fire burning. (That was before the washing machine.) He was a wonderful man and I hold him in always in my heart for the kindnesses he showed to us all, especially to my mother, 'the misses' as he called her. I don't know how long he was with us but I don't remember a time when he wasn't and I was born in 1943.
Hope this fills in a little bit more of the life of Ernie Eves.
Best wishes
Dell
Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia