|Henry Smith (6 Nov 1842 - 30 Sep 1924)|
- William Frift, a farmer of 250 acres
- Charles Lovegrove, a farmer of 192 acres
- William Hedges, a farmer of 100 acres - owned Bridge? House Farm
- William Scribbans, a farmer of 40 acres
- Horatio Bland owning Culverlands House
- James L Steel, a farmer of 150 acres
- Loves Farm, owned by David Love, a farmer of 135 acres, and
- Culverlands Farm, owned by Charles Bishop, a farmer of 100 acres.
- CITY - 3 pieces of land at Norwood
- NORTH - Greenock in the Barossa Valley, 2 pieces of land at Stow near Balaklava, Gilbert near Hamley Bridge, Kapunda and Gawler South
- SOUTH EAST - Port McDonnell near Mount Gambier, Kincraig near Naracoorte and Naracoorte
- Kate Smith born December 1865. Who married William Sandford in 1887.
- Jane Smith
- Lucy Smith
- Herbert Henry Smith
- Beatrice Smith
- Henry Dore Smith
- Horatio Dore Smith
- William Arthur Smith
- Lizzy Lott Smith
- Albert Benjamin Smith
- Alexander Smith
- Agnes Smith
|Henry and brother Joseph Smith|
As on through life we go
Even to the coach and horses, too
Which all of you do know
Hill & Co, will lose a man
On whom all could rely,
He is the driver of the coach,
His name is Mr Guy.
Now we must say good-bye to him
But not with our will
And put another driver on,
From Shoe to Normanville.
The nights grow cold and dark,
And driving up this Sellick's Hill
Indeed it is no lark.
When he has got a good load on
He wants both nerves and sense
For here death stares you in the face
If he drives through the fence.
Drive up and down the Hill,
And never once in that long time
Did he ever have a spill.
Whereever he goes whatever he does
May luck smile on him still.
We wish him well, yes, everyone
From the Shoe to Normanville.
Has got his pass to walk,
I'll bet him, yes, against many man
In this here world to talk
And what he says is rather stretched,
Not always quite too true
For if he meets an Indian man
He's been to India, too.
He likes to joke and laugh
And resembles his well fed horse, too,
For he is full of chaff.
But now he is going to leave us
To appear upon another scene,
And try some other existence
Where the grass is always green.
There are going to shift the stables, too,
Where the passengers alighted,
And ate their bit of grub.
Where they changed the horses
To proceed on their track.
Which they drank off with a smack.
The ladies would go into tea,
And some themselves would stuff
Till poor old Guy, "all aboard" would cry,
Before they'd had enough.
You would see some thin, one going in
Hungry there is no doubt,
But when they went back to the coach,
They always looked quite stout.
You just at this pub stay
You cannot beat the hostess,
Her name is A. B. McRae.
Upon my word it's true
To surpass her work about the house
Indeed there are but few.
Perhaps you would like to know her name,
I'll give you but one guess.
She came from Second Valley here,
Her name is Miss J. Lawless.
We'll try and sing and make it ring,
Wait till the clouds roll bye. "
Living in Neerim South between 1903 and 1909 are his sons, Henry, a farmer, Horatio, a labourer and William Arthur a labourer. Also listed are Ada Lily Smith, home duties, Edward Henry, a clergyman, Elizabeth, home duties and Fanny Eliza a housekeeper. Unsure at this stage whether they are related (possibly wifes etc?)
|The last known photo of Henry Smith taken in 1915|