Ancestry.

I’ve written a book about my ancestors and they all seemed to be upright boring people. OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Until a cousin of mine found that my father’s father’s father had absconded with the road toll money for Melbourne and hightailed it for Liverpool under an alias. This cousin also tracked down the diary of a passenger who had sailed to Liverpool on the same ship as this dastardly man.

In this diary is the following passage. Can you read it? The alias my ancestor used was “Mr Clarke”. On the previous page of the diary the passenger is bemoaning the fact that nobody on board could get more than a tiny amount of watered-down grog.

mollwollfumble said:

Ancestry.

I’ve written a book about my ancestors and they all seemed to be upright boring people. OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Until a cousin of mine found that my father’s father’s father had absconded with the road toll money for Melbourne and hightailed it for Liverpool under an alias. This cousin also tracked down the diary of a passenger who had sailed to Liverpool on the same ship as this dastardly man.

In this diary is the following passage. Can you read it? The alias my ancestor used was “Mr Clarke”. On the previous page of the diary the passenger is bemoaning the fact that nobody on board could get more than a tiny amount of watered-down grog.

Gee these modern digital cameras have come a long way, haven’t they?

Rule 303 said:

mollwollfumble said:

Ancestry.

I’ve written a book about my ancestors and they all seemed to be upright boring people. OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Until a cousin of mine found that my father’s father’s father had absconded with the road toll money for Melbourne and hightailed it for Liverpool under an alias. This cousin also tracked down the diary of a passenger who had sailed to Liverpool on the same ship as this dastardly man.

In this diary is the following passage. Can you read it? The alias my ancestor used was “Mr Clarke”. On the previous page of the diary the passenger is bemoaning the fact that nobody on board could get more than a tiny amount of watered-down grog.

Gee these modern digital cameras have come a long way, haven’t they?

In reverse seemingly

• OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Moll is Trump?

“very fine people, on both sides.”

Translation: it seems bad feelings were engendered by Mr Clarke having been presented with a bottle of spirits by the Captain, whilst other passenger went thirsty. Or something.

furious said:

• OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Moll is Trump?

“very fine people, on both sides.”

I see all good people turn their heads each day.

sarahs mum said:

furious said:

• OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Moll is Trump?

“very fine people, on both sides.”

I see all good people turn their heads each day.

Looked for some covers of that.

Wasn’t impressed

The original will do though :)

The Rev Dodgson said:

sarahs mum said:

furious said:

• OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Moll is Trump?

“very fine people, on both sides.”

I see all good people turn their heads each day.

Looked for some covers of that.

Wasn’t impressed

The original will do though :)

Tough to cover Yes,

Bubblecar said:

Translation: it seems bad feelings were engendered by Mr Clarke having been presented with a bottle of spirits by the Captain, whilst other passenger went thirsty. Or something.

Thanks. Can you read the words for Mr Clarke’s occupation and address? Or judge whether the writer has a high or low opinion of Mr Clarke?

> Gee these modern digital cameras have come a long way, haven’t they?

Heavily jpegged low res scan of printout from an antique microfilm reader. Microfilm taken of water-stained acid paper written on by a fountain pen in the 1860s. Good quality isn’t to be expected.

> Moll is Rump?

The older I get, the more sympathy I have for Rump.

“The President in particular is very much a figurehead – he wields no real power whatsoever. He is apparently chosen by the government, but the qualities he is required to display are not those of leadership but those of finely judged outrage. For this reason the President is always a controversial choice, always an infuriating but fascinating character. On those criteria (Donald Rump) is one of the most successful Presidents the (USA) has ever had.”, Douglas Adams.

mollwollfumble said:

Ancestry.

I’ve written a book about my ancestors and they all seemed to be upright boring people. OK, some were slave owners and another had unidentifiable parentage, but they were all good people.

Until a cousin of mine found that my father’s father’s father had absconded with the road toll money for Melbourne and hightailed it for Liverpool under an alias. This cousin also tracked down the diary of a passenger who had sailed to Liverpool on the same ship as this dastardly man.

In this diary is the following passage. Can you read it? The alias my ancestor used was “Mr Clarke”. On the previous page of the diary the passenger is bemoaning the fact that nobody on board could get more than a tiny amount of watered-down grog.

Is this a better copy of the text?

It’s Swanston St, Melbourne!

“But I must mention one thing which is this, that the Captain refused some and to others he gave it, I was quite surprised at the Captain making such an (insidious?) distinction, as to my knowledge he refused some of the most respectable men on board and gave it to some, he gave to my knowledge a Bottle of spirits to Mr Clarke ? of Swanston St. Melbourne, which is bad policy and creates bad feelings.

Wind freshened towards night.”

I’ve found a second reference to my Mr Clark. At the bottom of Page 80.
“Cross the Line” I take to mean crossing the equator.