- Quintessential Queensland
- Perceptions: how people understand the landscape
- From runs to closer settlement
- Geological survey of Queensland
- Mapping a new colony, 1860-80
- Mapping the Torres Strait: from TI to Magani Malu and Zenadh Kes
- Order in Paradise: a colonial gold field
- Queensland atlas, 1865
- Queensland mapping since 1900
- Rainforests of North Queensland
- Queenslanders: people in the landscape
- Aboriginal heroes: episodes in the colonial landscape
- Australian South Sea Islanders
- Cane fields and solidarity in the multiethnic north
- Colonial immigration to Queensland
- Greek Cafés in the landscape of Queensland
- Hispanics and human rights in Queensland’s public spaces
- Italians in north Queensland
- Lebanese in rural Queensland
- Queensland clothing
- Queensland for ‘the best kind of population, primary producers’
- Movement: how people move through the landscape
- Air travel in Queensland
- Bicycling through Brisbane, 1896
- Cobb & Co
- Journey to Hayman Island, 1938
- Law and story-strings
- Mobile kids: children’s explorations of Cherbourg
- Movable heritage of North Queensland
- The Queen in Queensland, 1954
- Transient Chinese in colonial Queensland
- Travelling times by rail
- Pathways: how things move through the landscape and where they are made
- Aboriginal dreaming paths and trading ways
- Chinese traders in the nineteenth century
- Introducing the cane toad
- Pituri bag
- Press and the media
- Radio in Queensland
- The telephone in Queensland
- ‘A little bit of love for me and a murder for my old man’: the Queensland Bush Book Club
- Separation: divisions in the landscape
- Asylums in the landscape
- Brisbane River
- Changing landscape of radicalism
- Civil government boundaries
- Convict Brisbane
- Dividing Queensland - Pauline Hanson’s One Nation Party
- High water mark: the shifting electoral landscape 2001-12
- Hospitals in the landscape
- Indigenous health
- Palm Island
- Secession movements
- Separate spheres: gender and dress codes
- Separating land, separating culture
- Stone walls do a prison make: law on the landscape
- The 1967 Referendum – the State comes together?
- Utopian communities
- Whiteness in the tropics
- Conflict: how people contest the landscape
- A tale of two elections – One Nation and political protest
- Battle of Brisbane – Australian masculinity under threat
- Dangerous spaces - youth politics in Brisbane, 1960s-70s
- Fortress Queensland 1942-45
- Grassy hills: colonial defence and coastal forts
- Great Shearers’ Strike of 1891
- Iwasaki project
- Johannes Bjelke-Petersen: straddling a barbed wire fence
- Mount Etna: Queensland's longest environmental conflict
- Native Police
- Skyrail Cairns
- Staunch but conservative – the trade union movement in Rockhampton
- The Chinese question
- Thomas Wentworth Wills and Cullin-la-ringo Station
- Imagination: how people have imagined Queensland
- Brisbane River and Moreton Bay: Thomas Welsby
- Changing views of the Glasshouse Mountains
- Imagining Queensland in film and television production
- Literary mapping of Brisbane in the 1990s
- Looking at Mount Coot-tha
- Mapping the Macqueen farm
- Mapping the mythic: Hugh Sawrey's ‘outback’
- People’s Republic of Woodford
- The Pineapple Girl
- The writers of Tamborine Mountain
- Vance and Nettie Palmer
- Memory: how people remember the landscape
- Berajondo and Mill Point: remembering place and landscape
- Cemeteries in the landscape
- Landscapes of memory: Tjapukai Dance Theatre and Laura Festival
- Out where the dead towns lie
- Queensland in miniature: the Brisbane Exhibition
- Roadside ++++ memorials
- Shipwrecks as graves
- The Dame in the tropics: Nellie Melba
- Vanished heritage
- War memorials
- Curiosity: knowledge through the landscape
- A playground for science: Great Barrier Reef
- Duboisia hopwoodii: a colonial curiosity
- Great Artesian Basin: water from deeper down
- In search of Landsborough
- James Cook’s hundred days in Queensland
- Mutual curiosity – Aboriginal people and explorers
- Queensland Acclimatisation Society
- Queensland’s own sea monster: a curious tale of loss and regret
- St Lucia: degrees of landscape
- Transformation: how the landscape has changed and been modified
- Kill, cure, or strangle: Atherton Tablelands
- National parks in Queensland
- Pastoralism 1860s–1915
- Prickly pear
- Repurchasing estates: the transformation of Durundur
- Sunshine Coast
- The Brigalow
- Walter Reid Cultural Centre, Rockhampton: back again
- Pleasure: how people enjoy the landscape
- Bushwalking in Queensland
- Cherbourg that’s my home: celebrating landscape through song
- Creating rural attractions
- Queer pleasure: masculinity, male homosexuality and public space
- Railway refreshment rooms
- Regional cinema
- Schoolies week: a festival of misrule
- The sporting landscape
- Visiting the Great Barrier Reef
One of the first provisions made by the new Queensland Parliament in May 1860 was to encourage immigration to the vast land area encompassed by the newly declared colony. By the end of the year, the first Agent for Immigration, Henry Jordan, had arrived in England to recruit new settlers. Jordan and his successors including Richard Daintree, Thomas Archer and James Garrick, lured English, Welsh, Scots and Irish to migrate half way across the world to Queensland.
Initially these endeavours were supported by the home governments but before long anti-emigration leagues campaigned against their leaving, realising that those most likely to travel were young strong workers and their families vital to the growth of any country. Over a quarter of a million people ignored these admonitions and travelled to the northeastern Australian colony in the 40 years preceding federation in 1901.
Following on the successful programme developed by the colony of New South Wales which had instigated immigration to Moreton Bay in 1848 with the arrival of the Artemisia, sailing ships carried the majority of travelers. The Suez Canal had opened in 1869 and finally in 1881, with the signing of a mail contract, the McIlwraith government in conjunction with the British Steam Navigation Company inaugurated a regular steamer service. Instead of the first port of call being Moreton Bay/Brisbane as the sailing vessels travelled the Great Circle Route via the south of the continent and then moved north along the east coast, the new steam ships could use the Mediterranean and then the Canal to approach Queensland from the north. This meant that several ports along the eastern coast established reception depots for immigrants with the result that Queensland was the only colony to populate its territory from towns stretching along the entire eastern seaboard. Ports of arrival from the north included Thursday Island, Cooktown, Cairns, Townsville, Bowen, Mackay, Rockhampton, Bundaberg, Maryborough and Brisbane. All other colonies were restricted to ports near their capitals.
In 1901, by far the largest contingent - 50% - originated in English counties with the Irish contributing 25% and the Scots and Germans about 13% each. Welsh travelers were subsumed within the English numbers. Also during these years Chinese, Japanese and Melanesians were absorbed into the population although many of these later returned to their homelands. Despite this vigorous immigration input, the greatest proportion of Queenslanders were native-born although many of their parents initially had moved to one of the southern colonies or New Zealand before venturing to Queensland.
Growing from a population of 30,059 in 1861, over half a million were resident in Queensland in 1901, due to an influx of over a quarter of a million overseas incomers, a surge of settlers from the southern colonies and New Zealand, as well as a healthy increase in the local birthrate.
Copyright Jennifer Harrison, 2010
Hail! strangers, hail! right welcome to our shore,
We wish you joy, - Eden could yield no more.
We bid you welcome to Australia wide,
Land of the sunny clime, - the ocean's pride.
Land of the azure heaven, - the gorgeous sky,
Of wide-spread fertile plains, and mountains high;
Of gentle breezes and salubrious clime, -
With vales romantic, - and with cliffs sublime.
Here a perpetual summer clothes the scene,
And wraps our foliage in undying green.
Lov'd land of plenty, - land of wealth and ease,
“Land of the vintage," - queen of southern seas.
No pauper ghosts here roam in ragged woe,
Shaking and quaking o'er a path of snow,
Not here do starving crowds throng dense and deep,
To die from hunger, or to live to weep;
Pent up to toil from morning's earliest ray,
In mine or factory till the close of day, -
Yet after all their toil, and sweat, and care,
Scarce earn enough to buy the scantiest fare.
Here, far from poverty and factious broil,
Plenty and peace repay the labourers toil; -
He reaps himself the harvest of his hands,
Industrious care, well paid, by wide spread lands.
No tax collector comes to claim a share, -
No parish priest, - to make the larder bare. –
No church-rate, poor-rate, dog and window tax, -
To thin the scanty rags on pauper backs;
Their very clothing seized to pay some rate, -
To pauper placemen, - pensioned tools of state.
That loathsome sight, England's New Poor Law prison,
Where poverty is punished more than treason;
And the poor fed, - or half starved, rather say,
On bone-broth, half a pint, doled twice a day;
Or, as a treat, a pint of weak tea given,
As if by fasting man might get to heaven;
If so, proud England's poor, compell'd to dwell,
In Grey-made Poor House (fitting type of hell),
Will sure that happy place at death attain,
And in its bliss forget their pauper pain.
Thank heaven, a building of so dark a shade
In this glad land hath never rais'd its head, -
To dim the sunlight of our happy clime,
And heaven insult by making want a crime.
- But stop - wild fancy - why attempt to paint
Australia's blessings, - language here is faint,
For "thoughts that breathe, and words that burn" would fail,
To render justice to the glowing tale,
Welcome, then, strangers, to our Eden shore, -
And for its joys indulgent heaven adore.
February 12th, 1849.
We thank you for the welcome which you gave us in good rhyme,
And we like your mountains blue, and your warm and sunny clime;
Right thankfully we press the soil we travelled, for - but yet
Our dear, our native England we never can forget
Yours is a land of plenty, and almost cloudless skies,
But dearer far the land we left, - home of the great and wise.
‘T is the country of the Mind - we mean you no offence -
But we venerate its classic halls, its blight intelligence.
Its castles, towers, its palaces, its legendary lore –
All that is rich in record crowns our own, our native shore.
Though a cloud rests on her commerce, and threatening storms appear,
And hopes once blight now languish, or ye had not seen us here.
The friends who lov'd each other, and who flourish’d side by side,
"For twenty summers ripening," the mighty waves divide;
'T is more than earthly fondness we cherish for them now, -
And may sorrow never chill their mirth, or settle on their brow.
If this is weakness, be it so: the thoughts that know no bound
Will wander still to some known spot, as if to hallow'd ground.
The joys we oft have gathered from Friendship's holy spring, -
Still linger in our memories, and round our bosoms cling.
Brisbane, April 12, 1848 (sic)