Once upon a time there was a small but thriving little village called Moorwatha, situated in New South Wales close to the Victorian border. The village no longer exists. I’d never heard of it until two weeks ago, when I found a newspaper reference to a Mrs Peard who was schoolteacher there in the 1880s.
My Peard family was in this decade at Albury. Moorwatha being about 30km (20 miles) from Albury, I felt there was a chance this was a family connection. Initially I hoped it would be my own great great grandmother Mrs Mary Ann Peard, but it turns out to be a Mrs Elizabeth Peard. Nonetheless – a clue to be filed away for further reference.
I have so far identified three family groups surnamed Peard who emigrated to Australia, and all of them come from Cork in Ireland. If we could just find the records, I’m sure they will all turn out to be distant members of the same extended family.
For the sake of Peard researchers here they are, in brief:
John Peard born 1840 in Cork, Ireland emigrated alone in 1856 listed as ‘gentleman’, private passage to Sydney NSW. He’s my ancestor and married Mary Ann Burleton of Bowna. They had many children. In this family group is another emigrant, Richard Peard and his wife Bridget Collins. Richard was my John’s uncle and a soldier, he came out with his regiment and retired here. Richard was probably the first of the Peards to arrive in Australia.
John Peard birth date unknown arrived on ship Aliquis in 1856 into Port Adelaide, South Australia. He also came from Cork, Ireland. Passage details unconfirmed. He had a fling with two girls in a remote mining town in South Australia who each gave him a child in the same year, then headed for Victoria with one of the girls and their daughter Jane. Jane married William Williams in 1874 in Victoria. They stay on the radar because one of my John and Mary Ann’s daughters also married a William Williams, of a good age to be the son of this couple. Nothing confirmed. John and his chosen girl may have had more children that I have not found.
Thomas Peard and Amelia Haylock came from Cork, Ireland in the early 1850’s and settled in Wangaratta, Victoria, a mere 73km (45 miles) from Albury, all children have the same family names and they seem to have had a similar level of education and aptitude for farming. These guys have been traced back to 1800 in Fermoy, Cork which is exactly where my guys were in 1800, but records are thin on the ground.
Mrs Elizabeth Peard of Moorwatha is surely connected to one of these three family groups.
Moorwatha was on no map that I could find, and driving down the Hume Freeway was not likely to give us a signpost. Luckily, I knew that it was near Howlong as the newspaper article had mentioned this. Further, when visiting one of my aunts a few days earlier I had passed through the sleepy little town of Barnawartha, and distinctly remembered a signpost to Howlong. The way was clear.
This was not a major road. Sealed and well painted, but without much traffic and a very pleasant drive. We crossed the border again from Victoria into New South Wales and drove into Howlong. I knew Moorwatha would not be signposted and the thing to do was seek directions from a local. Luckily, there was a history room on the main street manned by a most enthusiastic and knowledgeable lady. She didn’t know how to get to Moorwatha but she had heard of it! What’s more, she could tell me that it was a parish north of Howlong and had a cemetery and the ruin of the old church. The best kind of news!
It took half an hour on a very slow council computer, but the lady found us some directions. Head out of town to the north, she told us, then turn onto the Burrumbuttock Road. Several kilometres along this road we should spot the cemetery.
It sounded quite simple. What could go wrong? We set off full of confidence.
Actually, the directions were pretty good. The only thing was an extra stretch of road. We wanted Brocklesby Road which was signposted to Walbundrie and there was no mention of Burrumbuttock at all. So we drove halfway to Albury and then realised we should have seen the turn by now. We turned back and tried the road to Walbundrie, which was still a good road. Only a few kilometres along here we found the road to Burrumbuttock, nicely signposted.
Each turn we made took us onto a narrower, more minor road. This makes for interesting scenery, if like me your favourite scenery is old houses and properties still laid out as they must have been a hundred years ago. I do love the little old roads.
I was expecting to find Moorwatha after about ten minutes of driving. It took about twenty minutes, maybe longer, but then we came to the old church building, pictured at the head of this blog post, and knew we had arrived. There was nothing but the church and a whole lot of fields and some patches of trees. Being behind a fence, I assumed it was private property so I didn’t go in. We drove on and nearly missed the cemetery which was about a kilometre further on.
In the photograph of the cemetery sign, a tractor can be seen in the background. This man was cutting the grass in the cemetery grounds and had he not chosen to do this today, we would never have spotted the graves or the sign. It was the most astounding piece of luck. I don’t think they get many visitors at Moorwatha, he was probably very surprised to see us.
The cemetery was basically three clusters of graves belonging to three families – the Vile family, the Maxwell family and the Weule family. There were some other graves, but these were the plots with their original headstones, obviously maintained through the years by the families still in residence.
I have a Vile in my own ancestry, the great great grandmother of Mrs Mary Ann Peard nee Burleton. What’s more, Mary Ann’s family came from Somerset as did this Vile family! I thought for sure I was onto something. Then I found the surname Weule and was even more excited!
Weule (pronounced Wiley) is a surname which married into my Morey family at a few different points, and to see it here seemed more than coincidental. However, coincidental is all that I have. The family of Johann Friedrich Weule in Mannus has no obvious connection to the family here. But just as another coincidence – My Johann Weule was married to Anna Scheetz. The grave right beside Maria Weule’s was this one:
Certainly, research to be done here.
In the meantime, we finished by looking at the Maxwell graves and photographing them, then considered the job done. The man on the tractor was still hard at work cutting the grass. As we headed towards the car his curiosity obviously got the better of him and he turned off the engine and came over for a chat. He asked if we were related to the families here and I said the Weules looked like our family. I’ve lived in very small rural communities all my life and I know very well how the locals need to be able to find a place for a newcomer. I told him about the ones at Tumbarumba and he said yes, there were some of that family in the Snowy Mountains, and another lot towards Benalla. He was a Maxwell himself, but he knew the Weules well. He had been born in Moorwatha and the local farmers maintained the cemetery because their family were there. He pointed to the paddocks around us telling us which had belonged to Weules and which still did. He also directed us to speak to his 90 year old father in Howlong, but unfortunately we did not have time to do this.
He then pointed out a lone grave – right across the field from all the rest. “No one knows why it’s over there all on its own.” He said. “It’s the oldest grave in the cemetery.” It was the area of the field that he’d just been cutting, and I’d never have spotted it.
After several minutes of chatting, my quite patient son was becoming fidgety so we said our goodbyes and headed off, feeling very welcomed by the friendship and assistance we’d received in Howlong and here in Moorwatha. It was a detour well worth making.
I came across this site by accident. My great great grandfather was Richard Peard of County Cork, Ireland who came to America with his widowed mother in the 1850’s, and settled in London, Ohio. My grandmother said that her grandfather (Richard Peard) had a brother who sailed also, but went on to New Zealand (at the time called New South Wales) to start a sheep farm. The timing would be right for the John Peard that you listed above. Do you have any info on John Peard and what his vocation was? I’ve always wondered what happened to this brother. Thanks so much.~ Lori
Hi Lori, I’m quite actively looking for more details regarding John Peard’s family but it is hard to find. John Peard was born in 1840 in Cork and family legend has it his parents were Henry Harrison Peard and Jane Selby. There is some evidence to support HH Peard being his father despite John’s death record in NSW giving his father as also ‘John’, but I have not seen Jane Selby mentioned in any record, anywhere, so am not sure about that yet.
The Peards tended to have very large families but Henry Harrison Peard died in 1847 when John was only seven, so there may be only a few siblings.
Do you have an idea of the name of your Richard Peard’s widowed mother? I may be able to find them.
I had noticed that a Richard Peard went to America and thought he would have to fit somewhere, but I have not researched him yet.
John emigrated at his own expense and is listed on the shipping record as a ‘Gentleman’. He was a cabin passenger. He was aged 17 and travelling alone. In Australia he and his cousin went to the goldfields, then he settled to farming at Bowna where he met his future wife. After marriage he and Mary Ann moved to Albury, New South Wales, He was a very successful farmer and also held several community positions eg school board, common land trustee etc. Apparently a good manager, employed several men and expected them to work which he also expected of his own sons from the age of 12. He took out many awards for cattle and produce which the family still hold.
If your Richard is a relative, he will probably be like John – educated but not afraid of hard work. I’d really love to find him some siblings.
Thank you for replying! I do not have a name for my gg grandfather’s (ggg) mother (wish I did!). I know my ggg came here with his mother at the age of 16 and that she was widowed. I know this as it is written in a book published in 1915 and is the history of Madison County, Ohio, where London is located. All of the founding fathers and important businessmen and those who contributed to the rise of this town are mentioned in this book, including my ggg. I own this book having inherited it from my grandpa (my grandma died in 1980 and it is her ancestor in the book). It was also what my grandma always said, and also in an obituary I found online and will print below.
Richard Peard, was a hard worker and became a wealthy businessman. He built a large home near the downtown area and the house still stands today (was sold back in early 60’s when last child of ggg died). Richard Peard married an Irish woman (Mary Fogerty) and they had 8 children. Mary died in 1946.Richard died in 1911 in Cincinnati, Ohio (his daughter Carrie sang opera in Cincinnati). Here is a copy of his obituary which I found online:
London [Ohio] Times, vol. XLI, no. 26, Thurs 09 Mar 1911, p.3 col. 4:
Richard Peard, aged about 70 years, died at Bethesda hospital in Cincinnati last Thursday at noon. Mr. Peard was born February 26, 1841, in County Cork, Ireland, and when 16 years of age came to America and located in Madison county. where he worked and farmed for several years after which he came to London and engaged in business in which he continued for a number of years. He was successful and succeeded in laying up a good share of this world’s goods. He was married on February 12, 1878, to Miss Mary Fogarty. To this union eight children were born, six of whom survive: John, Walter, Henry, Helen and Mrs. Charles Truax of London and Mrs. John Lucik of New Albany, Ind. The body was brought to London Thursday evening and taken to the home on North Oak street, where it remained until Monday morning at 8 o’clock when the funeral services were held and the body was buried in the Catholic cemetery.
Here is the link to the obit:
This looks very promising. Your Richard emigrated in the same year as my John, and was exactly one year younger. I’ll do some investigating.
Oh, thank you so much! I felt sure they must be brothers as I saw the same dates and ages. I have tried to find info, but with no names to go by, been very hard. You are so kind! Again, thanks!
There was Peards living in Moorwatha A long time ago ,They had a farm and I know where it was, I am Mac Maxwell aged 93 and lived in Moorwatha most of my life now in Howlong
What we need to do is find the widowed mother, and where she died if possible. Also, the witnesses at Richard’s marriage.
Mac Maxwell ,I am sure the farm in Moorwaha was owned by Richard Peard
I don’t have much need to search US records and it has been an interesting experience. There seem to be a lot of inaccuracies in the transcriptions, more than I’m used to seeing in English and Australian records.
I have found a transcription record for a Richard Peard born 1841 travelling Ireland to New York on the Steamship Glasgow in 1860. This might be him and would explain why he cannot be found in the 1860 census. However, I also found a digitized passenger list and cannot find his name on it, so I am not sure where the transcribers found it.
I have also found a Richard Peard in the Illinois Naturalization Index in 1864, stated birth place Great Britain. This is also plausibly him but I don’t have access to the actual record.
If he was there then, he must have been somewhere in 1870 for the census. I have found a few Peards listed under Part and Peart in the census even though the actual record definitely shows ‘Peard’, but not this Richard or anyone who might be his mother.
I’ll keep looking.
Johann conrad friedrich wilhelm Weule b1876 married Annie Scheetz b1854 in 1876. Annie’s father Martin Scheetz’s brother Matthes Scheetz is buried at Moorwatha as per your photo. Matthes and Martin came out to Australia together from Cottbus in Prussia. Martin also lived in the district.
My family and I visited the Moorwatha Cemetery today to see our relatives the Weule. My great grand mother was Amy Alice Weule (McClurg) and my great grandfather was August Herman Weule. There is a family history book on the Weule family that you can borrow at the Albury library if you are interested.