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THAT'S THE WAY IT WAS 

THAT’S THE WAY IT WAS

Biography

Florence Mary Eliza GORDON (Nee TONDUT)

1876 - 1976

As a little girl I enjoyed listening to my Grandmother’s stories. When she spoke to me of these experiences they were in no set order of time or place and often dates were never mentioned.

After much research I have been able to incorporate dates and additional information conversant with the 'Narratives' that follow for historical reference.

It is hoped the historical data as well as everyday life occurrences, (starting from my age of five years), are read with the knowledge Gran’s victorian up-bringing made this wonderful lady a woman of much substance. A lady with strong family ties, incredible values and the interest to follow trends and grow with our Nation.

……...Evelyn Dyson—Granddaughter

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ISBN: 1-9208-8421-1
Format: A5 Paperback
Number of pages: 152
Genre:  Non fiction/biography

 

 

 

 

Author: Evelyn Gordon Dyson
Imprint: Poseidon
Publisher: Poseidon Books
Date Published: March 2004
Language: English

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

 I wish to thank the Heritage Staff of

 THE ROTTNEST ISLAND AUTHORITY 

for their kind assistance in confirming historical memorabilia, 

also 

THE BATTYE LIBRARY of W.A. 

and 

WEST AUSTRALIAN NEWSPAPERS LTD. 

in allowing me to purchase the right to use photographs of Florence Gordon and early days of Western Australia’s remarkable beginnings to record in her Biography.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR 

Evelyn was born in Western Australia and raised on a Vineyard in the SWAN VALLEY grape-growing region of PERTH. 

As a country girl she gained much insight into the land and agriculture; its joys and hardships. 

            Through Evelyn’s childhood and beyond, her Grandmother Florence GORDON had a great influence on her life; as you will read this is reflected in this exemplary Biography written on Florence GORDON’S behalf. 

After finishing her education Evelyn entered the business world, working firstly for a group of Accountants, and then Insurance brokers. 

This led to owning and operating a Florist shop and a Book and Art supply shop. 

Evelyn now lives on the Gold Coast, Queensland where she is pursuing her enjoyment of writing.

 Read a sample:

Narrative 1

 Grandparents – TONDUT and JACKSON 

 

"Gran can you please tell me some more stories?"

"Alright, I'll start with my grandparents the Tonduts. My grandfather was Charles Francois TONDUT and my grandmother was Anne Caroline JACKSON. Charles was born in Macon in France, it's a small town in the Burgundy Wine growing region about fifteen miles north of Lyon, the second largest city in France. Paris is the largest, and of course the capital. Charles was the son of Pierre TONDUT and Francois THIUIN, his father was an important man in the community with a bootmaking business supplying the area.

As a young man Charles helped his father after school. He also studied music and played the violin in a very professional way for such a young man. However, Pierre was a devout Catholic and it was expected for his son to join the Priesthood. Charles showed no interest in this at that time (the 'French Revolution' must have been influencing them also), he continually refused to enter a Seminary.

His father must have put too much pressure on him as the young man at nineteen years of age decided to leave home. He didn't go alone his friend Louis Langalount went too. They found their way down to Marseilles and signed up on a French ship, a 'windjammer', beautiful ships they were with so many sails they looked like they would take you up into the sky. Signed on as crew they soon found they were sailing off to Albany, Western Australia probably to load on produce.

It took about six months for the ship to arrive; they had been hit badly by tremendous seas which took the thrill out of it for Charles. After the ship had been in the Port of Albany for several weeks the young men were enjoying these new surroundings, some evenings were spent listening to the ship’s orchestra, Charles joined in with violin and Louis was a very good flute player."

"So what did they do then?" I asked.

"When the ship was ready for departure the young men decided they didn't want to leave, and deserted the ship. This was a serious thing to do, a crime, so the Captain furiously placed a price on their heads wanting them captured. The two young men had made friends with many of the town’s settlers, in particular with the Anglican Minister Reverend JACKSON. The Reverend was an educated man and had been a scholar of the French language, which was of great assistance to the two young men, they had learnt very little of the English language, (at that stage). The Reverend listened to the awkward situation of Charles and Louis, then agreed to place them in hiding until the ship had left Port."

"They were very lucky weren't they Gran?”

"They certainly were... the two young men soon found jobs, Charles in the town of Albany and Louis on a farm a few miles out of town. The Reverend became very fond of young Charles so it didn't take long before Charles was welcomed into the JACKSON house where he settled down to family life with the Reverend (Nathaniel Jackson), his wife (Harriet Garyhey) and their young daughter Anne Caroline who was ten years of age."

"So did he live in Albany for a long time?"

"The story goes that about a year later Louis was with the farmer who had employed him, trotting along on the horse and wagon into town to deliver produce and collect food supplies for the farm. Being on the high side of town Louis viewed clearly the shipping channel. He stopped the horse abruptly when seeing the flag on an incoming ship was French.

Louis and the farmer hurried the horse to where they could find Charles so the two young men could check this out. Both scared, of course, if the Captain found them he may end their days. To satisfy their concerns they borrowed the Reverend’s binoculars and headed for the highest hill in Albany, called Mt. Clarence.

The sighting confirmed their worst fears, it was the same 'windjammer' from France back with a number of the crew already walking around the wharf.

They made plans immediately to get out of town. Charles hid behind bushes on Mt. Clarence whilst Louis raced back into town where the farmer was. He hoped the fact that he had grown a thick black beard would help disguise him and none of the crew would recognise him. After Louis finished helping the farmer load the wagon they drove to the house where the Reverend lived, which was behind the Anglican Church, to hurriedly collect Charles's personal items. Taking the horse and wagon back up to Mt. Clarence they picked up Charles and covered him underneath the food supplies in the wagon, then they returned swiftly to the farm.

After a few days it was decided they could not take any more risks at being caught so with the farmer’s help they made up some supplies and the two left Albany to make the walk to Perth."

"That would be a very long walk Gran, wouldn't it?"

"Yes... indeed it was, about three hundred miles." 

 

 


 

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