"Banjo" Paterson Dead. The Sydney
Morning Herald 6
February 1941 |
Prolific
Bush Poet. Australia-Wide Fame. Mr.
Andrew Barton Paterson, better known throughout Australia as
"Banjo" Paterson, died at a private hospital, in Sydney, yesterday
afternoon, after about a fortnight's illness. Mr. Paterson
was a prolific writer of light topical verse. His
ballads of the bush had enormous popularity. He was in his 77th year. "Banjo"
Paterson was born at Narrambla, and passed his
earliest years at Buckenbah, near Obley, on an fenced block of
dingo infested country leased by his father and uncle from the Crown. When he
was six, the family moved to Illalong, a day's ride
from Lambing Flat diggings, where Young now stands. Later,
young Paterson was sent to Sydney Grammar School. There he divided the junior
Knox Prize with another student. Missing
a bursary tenable at the University, he entered a solicitor's office,
eventually qualified, and practised until 1900 in partnership with Mr.
William Street, a brother of the former Chief Justice. Meanwhile,
the urge to write had triumphed over the tedium of waiting for clients, the
immediate fruit being a pamphlet entitled, "Australia for the Australians." It was rather terrible. Then he
turned to metrical expression, and produced a flamboyant poem about the expedition
against the Mahdi, mid sent it to "The Bulletin," then struggling
through its hectic days of youth. Fearful
that the contribution might be identified as the work of the pamphleteer, he
signed it "the Banjo." It
was published, and a note carne asking him to call. For many years after that
"The Banjo" twanged every
week in the Bulletin. In the
meantime much of his verse was published in book form. These volumes met with
great success. "Rio Grande's Last Race" sold over 100.000 copies,
and "The Man from Snowy River"
and "Clancy of the Overflow,"
were equally successful. War Service. Paterson
was in South Africa as correspondent of "The Sydney Morning Herald" during the Boer War, and in China during the Boxer Rebellion. From
1903 to 1906 he was editor of the "Evening
News," in Sydney, and subsequently editor of the "Town and Country Journal" for a
couple of years. He then
settled at Coodia, a pastoral property in the Wee
Jasper district, near Yass, and remained there until the Great War, in which
he served with a remount unit in Egypt, returning with the rank of major. The
verse which made Paterson's name a household word in Australia stirred deeply
the imagination of the native born in days gone by, for it was he who for the
first time gave the Australian ballad characteristically Australian
expression. Still
bracing as the mountain wind, these rhymed stories of small adventure and
obscure people reflect the pastoral-equestrian phase of Australian development
with a fidelity of feeling and atmosphere for which generations to come will
be grateful. Paterson
and his old friend, Lawson, imparted to the literature of their country a
note which marked the beginning of a new period. Lawson almost always wrote
as one who travelled afoot - Paterson as one who saw plain and bush from the
back of a galloping horse. Both
wrote in other strains, of course, and of other than swagmen and cockies,
stock-men and bullock drivers, but bush was always at their heartstrings, and
it was of the bush, as they saw it from roadside and saddle that they wrote
best. Paterson's
"The Man from Snowy River,"
"Pardon, the Son of Reprieve,"
"Rio Grande's Last Race,"
"Saltbush Bill," and
"Clancy of the Overflow"
were read with delight by every campfire and billabong, and in every Australian
house - recited from a thousand platforms. In 1903
Mr. Paterson married Miss Alice Walker, a daughter of the late Mr. W. H. Walker,
formerly of Tenterfield, a relative of Mr. Thomas Walker of Yaralla. The
poet is survived by Mrs. Paterson and the two children by the marriage, Mrs.
K. Harvey, whose husband is a naval officer, and Mr. Hugh Paterson of
Queensland, who is at present a member of the Australain
Imperial Force on active service abroad. The
remains will be cremated to-day at the Northern Suburbs Crematorium. |