BELLINGER NOTES FROM THE NLA NEWSPAPERS
http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article692605
SHIPPING INTELLIGENCE : COASTERS IN 1847.
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BELLINGER CEDAR IN 1847
NORTHERN CEDAR.-On Monday last we noticed the arrival of some extraordinarily large logs of cedar, by the new schooner built at the Bellinger River for Mr. John Robertson, Market Wharf: Since then we have learnt that one-half the cargo (30,000 feet cedar) is the produce of only one tree, the parent of the immense logs first noticed. This interesting specimen of Bellinger produce yielded about 15,000 feet sawn timber, and realised in Sydney upwards of one hundred guineas. The purchase, we believe, has been made for the China market; and as the quality of this cedar is correspondent with its magnitude, it will tend, we trust, to increase the growing repute of Australian cedar with the Celestials.-S. M. Herald, August 19. 1847
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http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article680322
MURDERS BY THE BLACKS.- Intelligence was received yesterday, in Sydney, from the Bellinger River, dated the 17th inst. stating
that Daniel Devlin, His wife, and Dennis Cheyne, all living on John Robertson’s cedar cutting station, had been inhumanly murdered by the blacks. The same letter also states that a civilized black, who had been living for a considerable time with Commissioner Massie, had been decoyed away and murdered by the Maitland tribe on the M’Leay River. The white population of these districts are said to be out in pursuit of tbe savages. The particulars may be expected in Sydney in a few days. Mrs. Devlin has left a child nine months old. Her parents
reside at the Five Islands.-Herald, Mar. 30. 1846
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SUNDAY AGAIN IN BILAMBIL AGAIN
Sometimes Paradise is a prison of its very own. I have therefore included another August foto. This one is Kerry at Prindable Park in Bilambil. Kerry took very good care of me through some very hard times. She and her man brought me sustenance and helped move me from under the House at Tumbulgum where the spiders were as big as baby kittens and the flood waters rose.
We argued over two milkshakes at the New Leaf in Murwillumbah and haven’t been close since . Neither of us drank the milkshake either. I have the tapestry she made me right here beside me at my window in the Cottage. We did go to Prindable Park which was named after the family a Marian. The wee lady who loved me in the 1980s. I knew her in Sydney and she lived in Neutral Bay. Years later a I followed the threads of life I came to this place. Turned out to be her childhood home. Back when the ferry crossed the river and her father drove them sober in a cart with horses to Tumbulgum to shop and they drove him home drunk.
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