Written by Joe Lonergan - administrator of Facebook site Irish Heritage Quebec
-reprinted here with permission
I posted a ghost story on my own Facebook page for Halloween. You may or may not want to read it. While is only a story, it carries a lot of factual of our local Irish heritage.
There was a great fear of contagion during the cholera epidemics that struck Quebec City in 1832, 1834,1849, 1851, 1852 and 1854. These carried off 8373 victims of all classes, creeds and ethnicity. A great many were Irish and those who were Catholic were mostly buried in St. Louis Cemetery illustrated here. It became St. Patrick’s Cemetery in 1856. In 1879 St. Patrick’s Cemetery between Grande Allée and what is now the north side of Maisonneuve was closed. There was an exhumation order to move human remains to
the new cemetery in Sillery. My experience at St. Patrick’s School forces me to believe that at least in the case of the cholera section the order was not applied. In 1918 when the school and later extensions were built there were repeated disturbances of remains and some re-interment in the new cemetery. Inevitably some separation of family remains would have occurred when remains were transferred to the new St. Patrick’s Cemetery.
For the interested, one Irish superstition was that a spirit could not cross water. The old St. Denis stream and Belle Bourne Creek on the way and just before the new cemetery would have constituted obstacles.
They are now only dry or damp ravines. If I could talk to Mary Lonergan, my great grandfather's aunt who died of cholera in July of 1854, I would say, “Ah there now Mary, sure isn’t there a bit of a bridge?” Her remains may actually still be in the schoolyard. Note the chol. for cholera in the margin of her interment entry. Note as well the John Fitzpatrick and Francois Nadeau who were present for the burial. I am not certain but looking at the 1852 and 1861 Census makes me assume that Fitzpatrick is the graveyard attendant and gravedigger while Nadeau made rough coffins. They are present at all the burials at St. Louis Cemetery in 1854.
May they all rest in peace wherever they are.
Who are you the past whispered? I wasn't sure. Born in Montreal to French - Irish parents and moved to America at age 4, I wasn't able to connect with my roots. The past whispered again and I began my search. The search for my elusive great-grandparents took me to County Cavan, Ireland, northern France and Belgium. The Past Whispers...
Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Friday, October 26, 2018
Fire at Hochelaga School
On February 26, 1907, fire broke out in the Hochelaga School on Prefontaine street. Sixteen young children perished in the fire, along with the school principal, Sarah Maxwell, who lost her life attempting to rescue many of the children. Names of the children are listed below.
The fire apparently broke out just before 2 p.m. and by 3 p.m. the bravery of some had resulted in most of the children being saved but tragically 16 children and their beloved principal Miss Sarah Maxwell - perished - leaving Montreal just reeling from shock.
It was a 4 story building and the older children were on the bottom floors & the younger children were on the upper floors. The newspaper gives conflicting renditions... but it seems that there was smoke and that wasn't unusual as they had a faulty furnace. By the time anyone realized the danger, it was too late to get the children out.. as the stairwells were full of thick smoke. Miss Maxwell and the teachers herded the children back to the safety (?) of the upper room.
Meanwhile there was an ice house almost directly across the street and the workers there saw the flames and ran to fire ladders - to reach the upper windows. Not enough ladders were found...but of the ones that were, the men were able to save many children, thanks to the fact that Miss Maxwell and the teachers..were lifting the children (6-8yrs olds) out the windows to the men.
Though relatively young, this was an enormous feat on the part of these women as the children must have been heavy . One story says the fire dept only saved 2 children.. (didn't get there in time) and almost saved Miss Maxwell..but an explosion prevented that. Another story says Miss Maxwell just collapsed from fatigue. At least 50 children were saved. --
The confusion that followed was "unreal" - as desperate parents arrived on the scene searching for their loved ones. Many had been taken to homes nearby and the bodies had been taken to the morgue. The newspaper had full coverage of the anguish (and in some cases relief) of the parents who feared the worst and later found their children alive. The inconsolation of the parents who lost children is difficult to read.
Then followed a campaign (seems to have been the brainchild of the Montreal Star - but I've only looked at that newspaper.) They asked children to send in their donations for a fitting "memorial" to Miss Maxwell. I've found 13 "installments" so far and this certainly will interest all of you who had family in Montreal at the time... but I can't possibly type up all these names. The idea was (and here's where we come in) to help future Montrealers know the bravery of this one lady by making a "memorial" to her memory that no one could forget."
Maxwell, Sarah school principal
aged 31 (lived 479A St Urbain St with her mother)
Anderson, James Frederick aged 6½
94 St Germain St
only child of JF Anderson
Andrew, Annie Jackson aged 8
dau/ Henry Jackson Andrew
63 Cuvillier St
Davey, Edna aged 5½ yrs,
14 Marlborough St
dau/ John Davey
Forbes, Cecilia aged 6
59 Cuvillier St
dau/ Thomas Forbes
Golson, Edith aged 6 yrs & 8 months
311 Stradacona St,
dau/o John Golson
Hingston, Gladys aged 6
dau/ Wm Hingston
57a Rouville St
Jackson, Albert Edward aged 6
of 22 Wurtele St
son of John H Jackson
Johnson, Joseph aged 7
424 Cuvillier St
younger s/o Thomas Johnson
Lampton, Ethel aged 5½ yrs
dau/ George Lambton
Lindley, James Pilkington aged 6
119 Alwin St, identified by father James Pilkington Lindley
Lomas, John aged 6
s/o George Lomas
111 Davidson St.
McPherson, James aged 7
333 Prefontaine St.
son/ James McPherson (nb: the school was on Prefontaine St)
Rich, Lillian aged 5
28 Marlborough St.
dau/ Harrison Rich
identified by Thomas Williams
Spraggs, Mabel aged 3
dau/o A Spragge, builder,
1726 St Catherine St East
Spraggs, Myrtle aged 8
dau/o A Spragge, builder,
1726 St Catherine St East
Zimmerman, Wm John aged 7
only child of W Zimmerman of 411 Alwin St
- identified by father
- courtesy Pennie Redmile
The fire apparently broke out just before 2 p.m. and by 3 p.m. the bravery of some had resulted in most of the children being saved but tragically 16 children and their beloved principal Miss Sarah Maxwell - perished - leaving Montreal just reeling from shock.
It was a 4 story building and the older children were on the bottom floors & the younger children were on the upper floors. The newspaper gives conflicting renditions... but it seems that there was smoke and that wasn't unusual as they had a faulty furnace. By the time anyone realized the danger, it was too late to get the children out.. as the stairwells were full of thick smoke. Miss Maxwell and the teachers herded the children back to the safety (?) of the upper room.
Meanwhile there was an ice house almost directly across the street and the workers there saw the flames and ran to fire ladders - to reach the upper windows. Not enough ladders were found...but of the ones that were, the men were able to save many children, thanks to the fact that Miss Maxwell and the teachers..were lifting the children (6-8yrs olds) out the windows to the men.
Though relatively young, this was an enormous feat on the part of these women as the children must have been heavy . One story says the fire dept only saved 2 children.. (didn't get there in time) and almost saved Miss Maxwell..but an explosion prevented that. Another story says Miss Maxwell just collapsed from fatigue. At least 50 children were saved. --
The confusion that followed was "unreal" - as desperate parents arrived on the scene searching for their loved ones. Many had been taken to homes nearby and the bodies had been taken to the morgue. The newspaper had full coverage of the anguish (and in some cases relief) of the parents who feared the worst and later found their children alive. The inconsolation of the parents who lost children is difficult to read.
Then followed a campaign (seems to have been the brainchild of the Montreal Star - but I've only looked at that newspaper.) They asked children to send in their donations for a fitting "memorial" to Miss Maxwell. I've found 13 "installments" so far and this certainly will interest all of you who had family in Montreal at the time... but I can't possibly type up all these names. The idea was (and here's where we come in) to help future Montrealers know the bravery of this one lady by making a "memorial" to her memory that no one could forget."
Maxwell, Sarah school principal
aged 31 (lived 479A St Urbain St with her mother)
Anderson, James Frederick aged 6½
94 St Germain St
only child of JF Anderson
Andrew, Annie Jackson aged 8
dau/ Henry Jackson Andrew
63 Cuvillier St
Davey, Edna aged 5½ yrs,
14 Marlborough St
dau/ John Davey
Forbes, Cecilia aged 6
59 Cuvillier St
dau/ Thomas Forbes
Golson, Edith aged 6 yrs & 8 months
311 Stradacona St,
dau/o John Golson
Hingston, Gladys aged 6
dau/ Wm Hingston
57a Rouville St
Jackson, Albert Edward aged 6
of 22 Wurtele St
son of John H Jackson
Johnson, Joseph aged 7
424 Cuvillier St
younger s/o Thomas Johnson
Lampton, Ethel aged 5½ yrs
dau/ George Lambton
Lindley, James Pilkington aged 6
119 Alwin St, identified by father James Pilkington Lindley
Lomas, John aged 6
s/o George Lomas
111 Davidson St.
McPherson, James aged 7
333 Prefontaine St.
son/ James McPherson (nb: the school was on Prefontaine St)
Rich, Lillian aged 5
28 Marlborough St.
dau/ Harrison Rich
identified by Thomas Williams
Spraggs, Mabel aged 3
dau/o A Spragge, builder,
1726 St Catherine St East
Spraggs, Myrtle aged 8
dau/o A Spragge, builder,
1726 St Catherine St East
Zimmerman, Wm John aged 7
only child of W Zimmerman of 411 Alwin St
- identified by father
- courtesy Pennie Redmile
Monday, October 22, 2018
Friday, October 12, 2018
The Very First Irish Canadian?
In the 2006 census – about 4.4 million people in Canada described themselves as being of Irish origin. 350 years earlier, in 1663, the first census was held in the outpost of Ville Marie (modern-day Montreal). It listed 3035 residents. Among them was a man who became known as Pierre Aubry. However, his name on arrival in Ville Marie was not Pierre Aubry – it was Tadhg Cornelius O’Brennan. And Tadhg was the first recorded settler in the territories that later made up the modern state of Canada.
So, what brought Tadhg to this part of the world a full 200 years before many of his Irish Catholic neighbours?
Tadhg came from the O’Brennan families of north Kilkenny. As we discussed in The Tribes of Ireland book – they came from the old Irish tribal lands known as the Osraighe (Ossary) which covered most of modern County Kilkenny and part of south County Laois. The chief family of the area were the Fitzpatricks – but many “Tuatha” were governed by families such as the O’Brennans for hundreds of years.
However, by 1652, Oliver Cromwell had swept through the island in a brutal campaign which culminated in the “Act of Settlement”. This piece of legislation effectively confiscated the majority of Irish Catholic-owned land. Among the land affected was that belonging to the O’Brennans for hundreds of years previously.
The displaced Irish were give the choice to go “To Hell or to Connaught” – although many ended up as slaves in the West Indies – and over 30,000 ended up as soldiers in the armies of France and Spain, becoming the “Wild Geese” that we know today.
Tadhg O’Brennan was one of those who chose to join the armies of France at the age of twenty. He moved to the Celtic region of Brittany in Northwest France, and this was one the regions to supply soldiers and planters to the new colonies in North America.
Tadhg turns up near modern Montreal – in what was known as Ville Marie – for the first time in 1661. He is recorded as being in the employ of a local farmer, and we hear of him only because he was one of a number kidnapped by a band of Iroquois. He remained a captive from March to October and was one of the lucky few to escape with their lives. By the Ville Marie census of 1663, Tadhg had become known as “Thecle Cornelius Aubrenan“.
The same census recorded that while there were 1,293 single men in Ville Marie – Tadhg among them – there were only nine single women of child-bearing age. This prompted King Louis XIV of France to send on “les filles du Roi” (daughters of the King) to help the situation out a little. These “daughters” consisted of 770 women who arrived in the new colony between 1663 and 1673. In fact, more than 95 per cent of French-Canadians can trace their ancestors to women in that group. Naturally, this group also caught the attention of Tadhg.
Tadhg tried hard for seven years to win himself a bride from each new boat arrival of “les Filles du Roi” – but eventually realised that he needed to head downriver to Quebec City to increase his odds of success. This he did – and on July 31, he met Jeanne Chartier. Tadhg and Jeanne were married September 10, 1670. The newlyweds settled in what is now the island of Montreal, and had seven children – three girls and four boys. Four of the children died before the age of five. The last two girls, born in 1679 and 1681, died soon after birth.
Tadhg retired at the age of 51 and died four years later, in November 1687. He was buried in Pointe-Aux-Trembles under the name of Pierre Aubry and was survived by Jeanne and three of their children. We can guess that Tadhg lived a hard and uncertain life – far from all the familiar culture and people he knew so intimately up to the age of 20. He did what he could to survive and push ahead.
Louis Aubry, who kindly shared this story and the documents related to his ancestor Tadhg, points out that he now has 5600 descendants of Tadhg on his database living in North America. And I guess few realise that while many bear the surname Aubrey – they are descended from a man with one of the more common names in the north of County Kilkenny.
- reposted from A Letter from Ireland
Saturday, September 29, 2018
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
I'm the 'Baby Champ"
I lived with my grandparents and mother in Montreal while Dad was overseas with the occupation troops in Europe. My uncle was also still living at home and he and I had great times together.
We had a running joke about who was the baby champ. Of course I was the baby champ and he would always tell me that's right. I would stand up on the table, wave my hands in the air as a boxer would do after winning a fight. Those were very good times, some of the best of times.
I sometimes wondered as an adult where 'I'm the baby champ' originated, I guessed it was just a family nickname for me, I had no idea it actually had a meaning.
Many years later in the states my mother is rehabbing after breaking her hip. We began speaking of the past, we somehow got to talking about that saying, 'I'm the baby champ'
Not long before I was born, Northern Electric came out with an affordable radio called, Baby Champ. There was one in the house on Rivard Street and between my grandparents, my uncle, and my mother who asked me who is the baby champ? I would say, I am!
We left Montreal for the states in December of 1952. My uncle married and moved away. My grandmother died in 1955.
We were a family back then, a real family, with a grandmother and grandfather that loved me unconditionally, and I them. I was their 'baby champ' and I loved them so.
We had a running joke about who was the baby champ. Of course I was the baby champ and he would always tell me that's right. I would stand up on the table, wave my hands in the air as a boxer would do after winning a fight. Those were very good times, some of the best of times.
I sometimes wondered as an adult where 'I'm the baby champ' originated, I guessed it was just a family nickname for me, I had no idea it actually had a meaning.
Many years later in the states my mother is rehabbing after breaking her hip. We began speaking of the past, we somehow got to talking about that saying, 'I'm the baby champ'
Not long before I was born, Northern Electric came out with an affordable radio called, Baby Champ. There was one in the house on Rivard Street and between my grandparents, my uncle, and my mother who asked me who is the baby champ? I would say, I am!
We left Montreal for the states in December of 1952. My uncle married and moved away. My grandmother died in 1955.
We were a family back then, a real family, with a grandmother and grandfather that loved me unconditionally, and I them. I was their 'baby champ' and I loved them so.
Monday, September 10, 2018
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