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The Southern Cross  31st December 1863 page 10

Reference online:  'Papers Past' - a NZ National Library website. 

The Southern Cross, 10 December 1863
Entered inwards Port of Auckland
10-
Bombay, 937 tons, Capt. G. Sellars, from London. Sailed from Gravends on the 26th August, and took her final departure from Falmouth Roads on the 30th August.  Bought the long expected uniform for the Auckland Volunteers, and also a portion of the plant for the Auckland Gas Works. She brings a full cargo of merchandise and nearly 180 passengers. A good passage of 98 days from her final start. The only death that occurred during the passage was a child belonging to Mrs Fielding. There were five births. [My count  total 168]
[Auckland Cities Libraries count 176, includes Millburn (6) and Fisher (1)]

Passengers:
Cabin – [12]
Dauvers 	Mr
Foakes 		Mr
Gifford 	Mr
Graham 		Mr, Mrs and child
Matthews 	Dr
Robinson 	Mr
Russell 	Mr and Mrs and child
Wood 		Mr
Second and Steerage – [156]
Ades 		William
Allaway 	John, Elizabeth, Sarah Ann and Elizabeth
Althorpe 	Enock and Mrs
Armstrong 	Ann L
Ashley 		Thomas, Elizabeth, Alfred and Robert
Avery 		Alfred
Beetson 	Elija 
Bell 		Alexander
Bishop 		Wm
Black 		Andrew
Booth 		William and Margaret
Brewin 		Robert
Bridger 	Elizabeth, Eliza Ann, James F and Fanny R
Bridger 	Laura and Arthur
Brown 		Lindsey
Browning 	F S
Bryson 		William
Buggins 	G F 
Campbell 	Alfred
Chisholm 	Colin and Mrs
Clarke 		F Wm
Clarke 		Wm
Collman 	Margaret
Comins 		Richard B
Coombes 	Edward
Cowley 		John
Cullington 	John
Dick 		Margaret, Isabella and James
Ducksne 	William, Fanny, Emily and William
Dummer 		Wm
Ethope 		Charlotte
Falconer 	William
Fielding 	John, Mary and John
Fishes 		Ellen, Martha Hannah and Ellen
Fleming 	Andrew and Eliza Ann
Flynn 		James
Frisk 		Henry
Gibbs 		George F
Gulliver 	Samuel
Hall 		Thomas
Hall 		Thomas and John
Harding 	John
Hartley 	John D, Harriet, Matilda, Horatio, Harriet, George, Richard and Zeatland
Hood 		Alexander, Catherine, Allison and William
Hood 		Jane, George, Alexander and Mary
Horsley 	William A
Hugh 		John
Laring 		Elimington B
Lightfoot 	Mary
Lyons 		Jacob
McCalister 	Edward
McCanna 	Mary
McCarthy 	Joanna
McIntyre 	Wm
Matthews 	Augustus
Mears 		Jane
Metson 		Samuel
Miller 		Susan
Mitchell 	Charles
Mogren 		Arthur
Montgomery 	Wm
Mooney 		John
Moore 		George, Martha, Thomas, John, Angelina and Martha
Morton 		James
Mutchinson 	James and Emily
Napper 		John, Mary, Elizabeth and William
Newton 		Philip, Emily, Walter W, Ruth E and Arthur
O’Donnell 	Catherine
Oliver 		Marwood
Parker 		William
Parkhill 	John
Parkinson 	J H and Emma G
Patton 		Patrick
Pearce 		Charles
Pennington 	John
Ramsay 		Charles A
Russell 	John
Saunders 	John F
Slayht 		Arthur A
Smith 		James, Jane, John and Jane
Smith 		John
Smith 		Mrs
Southall 	Alfred
Sullivan 	Catherine
Taylor 		George
Todd 		Isabella
Utting 		Ann, Edith, Jane, Anne, Emily, Frederick and Charles
Vassalls 	Paul
Vincent 	Edward F and Mrs
Ways 		Mary Ann and James
White 		Mary
Whyman 		Louisa and Philip
Worrington 	Nathaniel

Trades and Occupations –
13 farmers, 3 gardeners, 1 plasterer, 2 painters, 2 shoemakers, 4 joiners, 3 blacksmiths, 10 servants, 4 labourers, 1 agent, 4 drapers, 1 agriculturist, 1 bricklayer, 1 shopwoman, 1 teacher, 1 engraver, 2 clerks, 6 carpenters, 2 bakers, 1 smith, 2 hatters, 1 hatmaker, 1 sugar-burner, 2 seaman, 2 merchants, 1 bookseller, 1 seedsman, 1 miller, 1 bootmaker – “Daily Southern Cross” Dec 8.

The Southern Cross,  19th Dec. 1863. A beautiful bust of the Princess Alexandra of Wales, by the well-know artist, Mrs Thornycroft, came out from England in the ship 'Bombay,' and was landed without any mishap.

The Southern Cross Tuesday 28th January 1864
Entered Outwards
Jan. 25 - Bombay, 937 tons, Sellars, for Guam.

Daily Southern Cross, 19 August 1843, Page 4

THE EMIGRANT SHIP.
Many a light burns late and bright,
On Briton's island fair ;
And many a sire, with holy fire
Is breathing a pious pray'r !—
The mother wild, or her darling child,
Bends with heart-broken sorrow :
O, the Emigrant Ship ! the Emigrant Ship !
Saileth on the morrow !

Three towering masts on yonder ware
Are standing, tall and strong ;
'Round yonder hull the swift sea-gull
Screeches his parting song ;
And many a cry, and woman's sigh,
Are borne to the crowded strand ;—
The Emigrant Ship ! the Emigrant Ship !
Hath left her native land!

She hath carried many a soul away—
She hath crushed many a vow !
And many a heart, that bled to part,
Is riven asunder now !—
The blustering breeze, o'er the trackless seas,
Beareth her dark form on ;—
The Emigrant Ship ! the Emigrant Ship !
The Emigrant Ship is gone!

Afar on the distant horizon
Her lofty streamers soar;
But now the whole, like a shivering scroll,
Sinks — and is seen no more !—
Proudly she braves the emerald waves,
And o'er their surface sweeps : —
The Emigrant Ship ! the Emigrant Ship !
Is far on the boundless deeps!

Loll loud do the dreadful tempests roll ;
As loud are the sounds of grief!
Each trembling mast, midst the ocean blast,
Shakes like an Autumn, leaf !
There are stout hearts here, wax cold with fear
And many a paly form, —
But the Emigrant Ship ! the Emigrant Ship !
Lives through the fearful storm! —

Now bursts the sun o'er the troubled waves,
And quells their foaming strife ;
And her kindred hearts, as their fear departs,
Are leaping again to life ! —
She hath gained the strand, of the promised land,
And her dangers are all past!
The Emigrant Ship! the Emigrant Ship!
Hath reached her home at last !

Centaur.
Auckland, August 15, 1843.


NZ Truth 11 April 1925, Page 2
AS IT WAS IN THE BEGINNING.
The pioneer women of New Zealand were a bit more robust than the city dwellers of to-day. Now the lady with the synthetic complexion takes a tram-car or bus for a couple of blocks, but in the old days they used to think nothing of a "bit of a walk." At the recent reunion of the survivors of the "Bombay," at the settlement named after that good old ship, it was stated that sometimes the women of the place would walk the whole 29 miles to Auckland to save the coach fare, which used to be thirty shillings. A Mrs. Martin related how she and another woman, sleeping in a whare during the absence of their husbands in Onehunga, were alarmed by threatening Maoris, and tramped it to the town. "What brought you?" asked hubby. "Shanks's pony," returned the women. Another lady, Mrs. Whitworth, the oldest survivor of the "Bombay's" complement, was at the re-union, also, and it was related that she once walked all the way to Auckland, carrying her baby. Is this generation decadent or merely lazy?