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Memories of Life on the
Overland Telegraph Line - 1878-1903
It just happened
that Fred Goss was stationed at Daly Waters when it occurred to
him that, in nine years service 'on the line' he had not had sufficient
leave to enable him to return to Adelaide, where his mother was
once more living.
It was permissible
to let several years of annual leave accumulate so that long leave
of 'furlough', could then be taken to go 'home' to South Australia.
Fred's mother
had been writing to him about her next-door neighbour's daughter,
Charlotte Simons. Charlotte had been a mere schoolgirl, four years
younger than Fred was, when he left home some nine years earlier.
There were more than a few hints in those letters about Charlotte
now being a young lady.
Fred applied
for, and was granted, leave, but was given no indication of when
it would be or who would be his replacement. It took time and
trouble, as Station Masters and Assistant Station Masters would
have to be shuffled about to provide a replacement, which could
disrupt things in the Darwin office.
After considerable
time waiting for any news from Darwin, Fred thought that maybe
it had been sent by letter to the Katherine, which was the nearest
Post Office to Daly Waters. He prevailed upon a native to go to
the Katherine to collect the mail. It was a journey of about 370
miles, and on foot it could take several weeks. All it cost Fred
was a generous supply of food, which would only last the courier
a couple of days, along with a pipe and tobacco. On the 'boy's'
return to Daly Waters, with or without any letters, he would be
given a similar handout which he would share with his relations.
There was
no letter for Fred, so he wired the OM to ask about it and received
Mr Little's standard reply. "You will be advised in due course."
This happened
twice more before Mr Goss 'lost his cool', as we would say. He
wired his resignation and the date he wished it to take effect.
The reply was a brief telegram stating that Mr Henderson would
be there to relieve him on the date mentioned, and he was.
Quote from
Fred's journal.
"I handed
over and off I started, a bit depressed...
"On my
arrival at The Katherine I was informed that Mr Little wished
to speak to me, so I went into the office and made myself known
to them and this was the conversation:
"'Good
evening, Mr Goss, would you care to return to Daly Waters? If
so I will permit you to withdraw your resignation.'
"'Good
evening, Sir. Yes, I would be glad to return to Daly Waters, after
taking my leave which I understood has been approved.'
"'Good
day.'
"'Good
day, sir.' Nothing more was said. It was clear that he wanted
me to go back, but he would rather die than tell me this."
The whole
of the above 'conversation' between two 'speakers', 200 miles
apart, was conducted entirely in Morse Code.
My grandfather's
final comment on the whole affair was brief.
"I arrived
at Darwin to catch the steamer."
He had burnt
several bridges behind himself and was all at sea.
I have a copy
of the marriage certificate of Frederick Goss and Charlotte Agnes
Simons, married at St Matthew's Church, Kensington, on 19 February
1887. Witnesses were WH Howard and Matilda Howard, who were, respectfully,
the groom's stepfather and mother.
Fred, no longer
an employee of the Telegraph Department, had felt free to marry
without any qualms, but this was during the Depression of the
1880s. In Adelaide at that time, nobody had any use for an unemployed
Telegraph Operator, so Fred decided to head by boat for Perth
along with his brother-in-law. Unemployment was rife there, too,
and the pair of them returned to Adelaide practically penniless.
Charlotte
was by then pregnant and the father-to-be had no job, little money
and no home. Fred made another decision; he would go to the top
management of the Adelaide Headquarters of the Telegraph Department,
superintendent, Charles Todd. Mr Todd was unavailable, but his
Deputy, a Mr Waddy, was no friend of Mr Little in Darwin.
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