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Henri Tovell

By Great Australians

BORN
Unknown

DIED
24th May 1928, Melbourne, Australia

Henri Tovell

THE LITTLE AUSSIE DIGGER

As the members of the No. 4 Squadron, Australian Flying Corps, sat down to enjoy their Christmas dinner in Bickendorf in 1918, they realised they had an extra and unexpected guest at the table. Little Henri, barely more than 9 years old, had wandered in from the cold by following the smell of the roasting poultry, and soon found himself the guest of honour.

With the permission of the squadron leader, Air Mechanic Timothy William Tovell and his brother Edward took charge of the little orphan boy. They soon determined that Henri had tragically lost both his parents in the earliest days of the war, and had since attached himself to several British units serving in the area, suffering injuries twice when those units he was with fell to invading forces.

Air Mechanic Tovell, previously of Toowoomba, Queensland, was determined that Henri would become one of his own family. He promptly wrote to his wife Gertrude home in Australia declaring his intent to adopt the boy, without knowing that his own son, Timmy, had passed away at the same time as the letters’ arrival. With the war at an end, the 4th Squadron received orders to return to Australia. Tovell was determined that Henri, known fondly by the soldiers by now as the ‘Little Digger’, should travel with them. In order to reach England, Tovell secreted Henri away in an oats sack, carrying him for hours on his back as they made their way past the French authorities and on to Southampton. The challenge now was to get him aboard the troop ship bound for Australia without getting caught.

While the captain of the ship seemed to turn a blind eye to his little stowaway, further issues with immigration controls as they headed towards Australia were addressed by none other than the Premier of Queensland, Thomas Joseph Ryan, who was returning from a trip to England with his family aboard the same ship. Premier Ryan made contact with authorities in Australia to grant permission for Henri to land in Australia with the troops.

By the time the Kaiser-I-Hind had reached Brisbane Henri’s story was already known to the public, and a crowd awaited his arrival.

With the permission of the local authorities Tovell took Henri into his home and family, supporting him entirely out of his own means, besides a sum that had been collected while still on board the ship. Henri continued to live with his new family in Queensland for the next four years, attending school at Kangaroo Point.

When he reached the age of 16, Henri took work in Melbourne as a Junior Assistant in the Office of the Secretary at Victoria Barracks. Henri’s dream was to join the Australian Air Force like his foster father, but was unable to get around the issue of his French citizenship without proper evidence of his birth date. He was finally able to get work as an apprentice mechanic with the Australian Air Force and in 1928 was awaiting the acceptance of his naturalisation papers, which would have allowed him to become a permanent member of the Australian Air Force, when he again met with tragedy. While travelling home one night on his motorbike, Henri was in an accident and suffered serious internal injuries. In the early hours of the 24th May 1928, believed to be only 21 years of age, he succumbed to his injuries and passed away. He received an air force burial, and funds were raised for a memorial to be placed on his grave in Melbourne.

Timothy Britten

By Great Australians

BORN
1969, Perth, Western Australia

Timothy Britten

Australia faced the reality of terrorism with the bombings of the Sari Club in Bali on the 12th October, 2002, with 88 Australians among the 202 killed.

Almost 200 people were acknowledged for their role in the aftermath of the bombings, with Tim Britten being awarded the Cross of Valour – the civilian equivalent of the Victoria Cross.

The Cross of Valour was presented by Major General Philip Michael Jeffery AC CVO MC, Governor-General of the Commonwealth of Australia, at Government House, Canberra on 17th October, 2003.

At approximately 11.30pm on the 12th October, 2002, following a terrorist bombing in Bali, Constable Timothy Britten placed his life in danger by repeatedly entering the burning Sari Club to rescue a seriously injured woman and to search for survivors.

Constable Britten, a West Australia police officer on secondment to the United Nations Peacekeeping Force in East Timor, was in Bali on leave. As he walked to his hotel, he heard an explosion that he recognised as a bomb blast. He immediately ran approximately 800 metres towards the Sari Club, through narrow streets blocked by hundreds of panicking people fleeing the site. The Sari Club was reduced to a burning shell and large numbers of burned and seriously injured people were lying on the roadway and footpath. On being told that a woman was trapped in the building, Constable Britten ran into the burning club and made his way through the debris as gas cylinders exploded all around him. He managed to locate the severely injured woman, but was forced back by thick smoke and intense heat. He returned to the street and sought help from a man, Mr. Richard Joyes, who was there searching for his friends.

Constable Britten, wearing only a light singlet top, shorts and thongs, ran back into the building with Mr. Joyes to try to rescue the woman, but, having no protective clothing, was forced back by the intensity of the flames. Outside the club they were doused with bottled water and together ran back into the building to rescue the woman. On this attempt, Constable Britten and Mr. Joyes managed to reach the woman, who was still conscious but pinned down by rubble and a piece of iron. Throughout this time, and later in searching the building for other survivors, Constable Britten was aware that he was in danger of being severely injured at least, and possibly, of losing his life, as he believed that another major explosion had been planned to disrupt rescue efforts and kill emergency workers. Despite this constant fear and burns to his arms, Constable Britten persisted in the rescue until the woman was pried free and could be pulled from the wreckage. Constable Britten and Mr. Joyes carried her out of the club and placed her on a truck to be taken to hospital.

Over the next hour, Constable Britten and Mr. Joyes carried the badly wounded from the street outside the club to waiting trucks. At one stage, Constable Britten and Mr. Joyes were stopped at gunpoint by an Indonesian police officer. It was only when Constable Britten produced his police identification that he and Mr. Joyes were allowed to continue their rescue efforts. On the night, Constable Britten selflessly placed himself in constant danger, sustaining burns to his arms, deep cuts and abrasions to his feet from explosion debris, potential injury from gas cylinder explosions, and exposure to deadly infection from blood-borne diseases.

By his actions, Constable Britten displayed most conspicuous courage.

Sir Edward ‘Weary’ Dunlop

By Great Australians

BORN
12 July 1907, Major Plains, Victoria

DIED
2 July 1993, Melbourne, Victoria

Sir Edward ‘Weary’ Dunlop AC, CMG, OBE

“The men would do anything for him and are proud to be with him. I am sure it is his presence which holds this body of men from moral decay in bitter circumstances which they can only meet with emotion rather than reason. … This selflessness, this smile, command more from the men than an army of officers each waving a Manual of Military Law.”

Born in Wangaratta, Victoria, in 1907 Dunlop studied pharmacy and medicine at the University of Melbourne and played rugby union for Australia in 1932. His nickname, ‘Weary’, was a play on the well-known brand of Dunlop Tyres which, according to their makers, ‘never wear out’.

Although only one of 106 Australian doctors captured by the Japanese and of 44 on the railway, Dunlop came to represent the self-sacrifice, courage and compassion which doctors and Australians more generally are remembered as displaying in captivity.

In November 1939, Dunlop enlisted in the Australian Army Medical Corps and served with the 2nd Australian Imperial Force in Greece, Crete and North Africa. When Australian troops landed in Java in February 1942 in a futile effort to stop the Japanese advance Dunlop took command of No.1 Allied General Hospital at Bandung. When Java fell to the Japanese, he became a prisoner.

In January 1943 Dunlop and nearly nine hundred prisoners were transferred from Java to Changi. Two weeks later they left for Thailand. ‘Dunlop Force’ reached Konyu River Camp on 25 January 1943. Dunlop himself moved to Hintok Mountain camp in March. He stayed here until October, when he was sent to Tha Sao Hospital further down the Kwae Noi. In 1944 he moved to the hospital camp at Chungkai and later to Nakhon Pathom where he remained until the end of the war.

Dunlop was renowned for his untiring efforts to care for the sick. Many times he put his own health at risk, earning himself physical punishment when he protested to the Japanese. At other times his sheer physical presence—he was nearly two metres tall—seemed to intimidate his captors. When a Japanese soldier hit a man with bad feet and malaria and then laughed at him, Dunlop was so enraged that, according to his diary which he kept throughout his ordeal:

“I lost nearly all control and advanced on them, calling them every ‘cuss’ word I ever heard. No doubt the meaning was caught, if not the actual words, and they backed away.” (17 June 1943)

Dunlop was also a strong administrator and leader. He kept meticulous notes on the men under his command and his leadership and courage earned him the lasting loyalty of the men who served under him.

After the war Dunlop gained increasingly public prominence as an advocate for former prisoners of the Japanese. He supported individuals making pension claims, lobbied governments on their behalf and took leadership roles in ex-POW associations. He was knighted in 1969 and received many other honours in his later life.

After his death in 1993, Dunlop was given a state funeral at St Paul’s Cathedral, Melbourne. Dunlop has also been commemorated on a 50 cent coin and in statues including at the Australian War Memorial in Canberra, Melbourne, and Benalla, his home town.

Sir Sidney Kidman

By Great Australians

BORN
9 May 1857 Athelstone, near Adelaide, South Australia

DIED
2 September 1935 Millswood, South Australia, Australia

Sir Sidney Kidman

Sir Sidney Kidman (1857-1935), pastoralist, was born near Athelstone, Adelaide.

Sidney’s father George Kidman died about six months after Sidney’s birth. His son was educated at private schools in suburban Norwood but left home with five shillings in his pocket and riding a one-eyed horse which he had bought with laboriously acquired savings.

The boy shared a dug-out in the bank of a dry creek with an Aboriginal known among whites as Billy. Treating him seriously as a friend and equal, Sidney learned from him tracking and other bush skills and so became a better bushman than most white adults.

Kidman contracted to cart supplies in the country between the isolated settlements at Mount Gipps, Wilcannia, Swan Hill (Victoria), Menindee, Bourke, Tibooburra, Louth and Cobar. He also drove mobs of horses and cattle, sometimes to market in Adelaide. Following the discovery of copper at Cobar in the early 1870s he set up a butcher’s shop and like James Tyson at the Bendigo gold rush twenty years earlier, made enough money to establish himself as a large squatter. In 1878 he inherited £400 from his grandfather and traded with it successfully. He increased his capital by setting up coaching businesses in western New South Wales and in Western Australia. He supplied them with horses and began providing the British army in India with remounts. He grew richer still by continually buying cattle and selling them to his brother Sackville, who conducted a large butchering business at Broken Hill.

These activities were a means to an end. In 1886 Kidman bought his first station, Owen Springs on the Hugh River, south-west of Alice Springs. Long before his thirtieth birthday he had conceived the idea of buying a chain, later two chains, of stations stretching in nearly continuous lines from the well-watered tropical country round the Gulf of Carpentaria, south through western Queensland to Broken Hill and across the border into South Australia within easy droving distance of Adelaide. Many stations on this ‘main chain’ were watered by Cooper’s Creek and the Georgina and Diamantina rivers which sometimes brought northern tropical rain-waters to the centre even during droughts.

By the 1890s he had begun to acquire his second chain of stations strung along the Overland Telegraph line from the Fitzroy River and Victoria River Downs in the north to Wilpena station in the Flinders Ranges near Adelaide. Thus, by moving stock from drought-stricken areas to others, by selling in markets where the price was highest, by his detailed knowledge of the country and by his energy and bushcraft he withstood the depression of the 1890s and the great drought of 1902. By the time of World War I he controlled station country considerably greater in area than England or Tasmania and nearly as great as Victoria.

By the war’s end he had become a national institution, having given fighter aeroplanes and other munificent gifts to the armed forces. In 1920 he gave to the Salvation Army £1000 and a half share in one of his cattle-stations. In 1921 he gave his country home at Kapunda, the scene of his annual horse-sales, to the South Australian government for a district high school. It may have been mere coincidence that he was knighted next day.

In old age he suffered from increasing deafness and rheumatism, but otherwise retained his faculties unimpaired until his death in Adelaide on 2 September 1935; he was buried in Mitcham general cemetery. Kidman’s estate, amounting to some £300,000, was mostly left to his family, but much went to charities.

Saint Mary MacKillop

By Great Australians

BORN
15 January 1842, Fitzroy, Victoria, Australia

DIED
8 August 1909, North Sydney, NSW, Australia

Saint Mary MacKillop

Mary Helen MacKillop (1842-1909), known in life as Mother Mary of the Cross, was born on 15 January 1842 in Fitzroy, Melbourne.

Mary was educated at private schools but chiefly by her father who had studied for the priesthood at Rome. To help her family Mary became in turn a shopgirl, a governess and at Portland a teacher in the Catholic Denominational School and proprietress of a small boarding school for girls.

As she grew to womanhood Mary was probably influenced by an early friend of the family, Father Patrick Geoghegan and began to yearn for a strictly penitential form of religious life. Concluding she would have to go to Europe to execute her plan, she placed herself under the direction of Father Julian Tenison-Woods who, as parish priest of Penola in South Australia sometimes visiting Melbourne and Portland, wanted to found a religious society, ‘The Sisters of St Joseph of the Sacred Heart’; they were to live in poverty and dedicate themselves to educating poor children. With Mary its first member and Superior the society was founded at Penola on 19 March 1866 with the approval of Bishop Laurence Sheil.

The Sisterhood spread to Adelaide and other parts of South Australia, and increased rapidly in membership but ran into difficulties. Tenison-Woods had become director of Catholic schools and conflicted with some of the clergy over educational matters. One priest with influence over the bishop declared publicly he would ruin the director through the Sisterhood. The result was that Mary was excommunicated by Bishop Sheil on 22 September 1871 for alleged insubordination; most of the schools were closed and the Sisterhood almost disbanded. The excommunication was removed on 21 February 1872 by order of the bishop nine days before he died.

In 1873 in Rome, Mary obtained papal approval of the Sisterhood but the Rule of Life laid down by Tenison-Woods and sanctioned by the bishop on 17 December 1868 was discarded and another drawn up. Tenison-Woods blamed her for not doing enough to have his Rule accepted and this caused a permanent breach between them. In journeys throughout Australasia she established schools, convents and charitable institutions but came into conflict with those bishops who preferred diocesan control of the Sisterhood rather than central control from Adelaide.

In 1883 Bishop Christopher Reynolds, misunderstanding the extent of his jurisdiction over the Sisterhood, told her to leave his diocese. She then transferred the headquarters of the Sisterhood to Sydney. On 11 May 1901 she suffered a stroke at Rotorua, New Zealand. Although retaining her mental faculties, she was an invalid until she died in Sydney on 8 August 1909.

Mary’s finest feature was her large blue eyes. Affectionate but determined, her virtues were multitudinous with charity towards her neighbour outshining all. Always regarded as holy, she was put forward in 1972 as a candidate for the honour of beatification and canonisation and on 1 February 1973 the Cause was formally introduced. Mary was beatified on 19 January 1995 at Randwick Racecourse, Sydney, in a Mass celebrated by Pope John Paul II. She was canonised as Saint Mary of the Cross at a Mass celebrated by Pope Benedict XVI in St Peter’s Square in the Vatican on 17 October 2010.

Joseph Maxwell

By Lost Diggers

BORN
10th February 1896, Forest Lodge NSW

DIED
6th July (aged 71), Matraville NSW

REGIMENT
18th Battalion
18th Australia Infantry Battalion

AWARDS
Victoria Cross
Military Cross and Bar
Distinguished Conduct Medal

Joseph Maxwell

Joseph Maxwell (1896-1967), often claimed as the second most decorated Australian soldier in World War I, was born on 10 February 1896 at Annandale, Sydney, son of John Maxwell, labourer, and his wife Elizabeth, née Stokes.

Employed as an apprentice boilermaker in Newcastle, he enlisted in the Australian Imperial Force on 8 February 1915. He was posted to the 18th Battalion and served at Gallipoli before proceeding with his battalion to France in March 1916. Promoted sergeant in October, he went to a training battalion in England, briefly returning to France in May 1917 before being sent back to attend an officer training school. Involved in a brawl with civil and military police in London, he was fined and returned to his unit. He was promoted warrant officer in August and appointed company sergeant major.

In September, during the 3rd battle of Ypres, Maxwell took command of a platoon after its officer had been killed and led it in the attack. Later he safely extricated men from a newly captured position under intense enemy fire. For this action he was awarded the Distinguished Conduct Medal and a few days later was commissioned in the field as second lieutenant; he was promoted lieutenant in January 1918. In March he led a scouting patrol east of Ploegsteert and after obtaining the required information ordered his men to withdraw. He was covering them when he saw a large party of Germans nearby. Recalling the patrol, he organized and led a successful attack, an action for which he was awarded the Military Cross.

In August, during the offensive near Rainecourt, Maxwell, the only officer in his company who was not a casualty, took command and, preceded by a tank, led his men into the attack on time. The tank received a direct hit and Maxwell, although shaken by the explosion, rescued the crew before the tank burst into flames. He continued the attack and the company reached its objective. He was awarded a Bar to his Military Cross.

Maxwell was awarded the Victoria Cross after an attack on the Beaurevoir-Fonsomme line near Estrées on 3 October. After his company commander was wounded he took charge. Reaching the strong enemy wire under intense fire, he pushed forward alone through a narrow passageway in the wire and captured the most dangerous machine-gun, disposing of the crew. His company was thus able to penetrate the wire and take the objective. Shortly afterwards, again single-handed, he silenced a machinegun holding up a flank company. Later, with two men and an Englishspeaking prisoner, he encouraged about twenty Germans in a nearby post to surrender, and in doing so was briefly captured himself. Awaiting his opportunity, he drew a pistol concealed in his respirator haversack, killed two of the enemy and escaped with his men under heavy rifle-fire. He then organized a party and captured the post.

Unknown Digger No. 2

By Lost Diggers
Unknown Soldier

SOME COMMENTS POSTED ON OUR WEBSITE

‘Goose bumps watching the show…
This is so wonderful, I can hardly believe it’s true. Many of the faces showed signs of great fatigue and yet they managed to smile and pose for a photo forever preserving the moment in time.
A few tears shed knowing some of those fellows never made it home. What a wonderful discovery for many families around the world.’

‘These photos brought tears to my eyes. I had eight great uncles who all fought on the Western Front. Five of them were brothers. One of them was killed in
action five weeks before Armistice Day after surviving three years of that bloody hell. He is our only Digger out of eight that we have no photographic record of.
Maybe he is one of those men.’

‘Thank you so much for making these great photographs available. My mother lost her uncle in France in 1915. We have no info’ on him, not even a photo. We
have always tried to find his records but without a regiment number, we are up against a brick wall. I sit here with tears in my eyes, wondering if he is one of
these brave men. You have done a wonderful thing.
Our grand uncle … died of wounds … How amazing to think his image could be among these photos.
I carefully examined each and every photo looking for any resemblance to the many family members who fought in WW1, some of whom ever returned.’

Unknown Digger No. 3

By Lost Diggers
Unknown Soldier

TWO FAMOUS QUOTES

‘We must look forward 100, 200, 300 years, to the time when the vast subcontinent of Australia will contain an enormous population. And when that great population will look back through the preceding periods of time to the world-shaking episode of the Great War, and when they will seek out with the most intense care every detail of that struggle; when the movements of every battalion, of every company, will be elaborately unfolded to the gaze of all; when every family will seek to trace some connection with the heroes who landed on the Gallipoli Peninsula, or fought on the Somme, or in the other great battles in France’
– Winston Churchill, 16 December 1918

‘By Jove…Australians. There was no mistaking them. Their slouch hats told one at a glance but without them I should have known. They had a distinctive
type of their own, which marked them out from all the other soldiers of ours along the roads of war…They looked hard, with the hardness of boyhood and
a breeding away from cities or, at least, away from the softer training of our way of life. They had merry eyes (especially for the girls round the stalls), but
resolute clean-cut mouths, and they rode their horses with an easy grace in the saddle, as though born to riding…those clean-shaven, sun-tanned, dustcovered
men, who had just come out of the hell of the Dardanelles and the burning drought of Egyptian sands, looked wonderfully fresh in France. Youth,
keen as steel, with a flash in the eyes, with an utter carelessness of any peril ahead, came riding down the street. They were glad to be there. Everything was
new and good to them…They had none of the discipline imposed on our men by regular traditions. They were gipsy fellows, with none but the gipsy law in
their hearts, intolerant of restraint, with no respect for rank or caste unless it carried strength with it, difficult to handle behind the lines, quick-tempered,
foul-mouthed, primitive men, but lovable, human, generous souls when their bayonets were not red with blood…’
– Philip Gibbs, 1920

Unknown Digger No. 7

By Lost Diggers
Unknown Soldier

The process of identifying as many of the Lost Diggers images as possible for this book (The Lost Diggers) has been a painstaking and often frustrating process.

The vast majority of the images were taken with the distinctive painted Thuillier canvas backdrop and that has been a useful fingerprint in identifying Thuillier pictures that had made their way back to Australia into the museum of family collections. Sometimes it has been impossible to be sufficiently sure that a particular image is the person identified by one or more family members. On occasion, more than one family has adamantly claimed a digger image as their own kin, based on a simple visual identification and comparison with family pictures. It has been heartbreaking to sometimes have to contact a family and explain that an image could not possibly be their relative because their service file shows he was never anywhere near Vignacourt, or the badges and rank insignia show that it is another person. Sometimes the identification was easy because the digger features in one of the rare Thuillier images reproduced in Australian histories or personal collections. The detective work in confirming identification has often been done with the kind of assistance of Australian War Memorial historian Peter Burness, who’s knowledge of military battalion badges and medal ribbons and striped frequently facilitated a positive identification. Personal letters and diaries, battalion war diaries and histories, and family photographs (some with captions) have also enabled the positive identification of diggers in the Thuillier images. Often families have ‘claimed’ a Thuillier image is their relative based on the simple perceived match with a family photograph but, as far as possible, this has been cross-checked by referring to personal military service files and battalion histories to ensure that a particular soldier was indeed in the Vignacourt area during the war.

Unknown Digger No. 1

By Lost Diggers
Unknown Soldier

LOST DIGGERS ON FACEBOOK

Most of the photographs in this book (The Lost Diggers) and many hundreds more, appear on the Sunday Night program website at www.sundaynight.com.au and also on the Lost Diggers site on Facebook: www.facebook.com/lostdiggers

Shortly after our ‘Lost Diggers’ story was first broadcast on a summer evening in Australia that February in 2011, we posted hundreds of the Thuillier collection photographs of the Australian soldiers on our program website and also on our specially created Facebook page. It became an unprecedented social media phenomenon for a history archive, with literally millions of viewing the pictures online from all over the world. Within days, the volume of emails, excited phone calls, letters and Facebook messages we were receiving showed just how much the Lost Diggers had touched so many. Hundreds of thousands of viewers from across the country and overseas wrote us emotional and passionate accounts of their response to the faces of the diggers.

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