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We'll always remember-Their names will never be forgotten
The late Harry Reddle-Cab Driver
ONE of the most well known of the early cab drivers, lived a very
colourful life and his amusing sayings
and ways made him popular and well liked by all. "Dash my jolly old
rags !" this was his favourite saying. Many of you will remember the
Harry Reddle made an attempt to ride the outlaw "Dargons Grey"; it
has been said that this outlaw had never been ridden, although Harry
put up a good performance he only ran a good second; "Dargons
Grey" was still unconquered.
To write of Harry Reddle and not relate some of the amusing experiences
he had with the old Rugby car which he ran for hire, after the old time
horse drawn cabs had gone out of existence, would be unforgivable.
When driving the cabs, Harry was always in the habit of pulling up at
the water trough at the corner of the Park Hotel, to let his horses
drink. After he had been driving the Rugby for a day or so, through
sheer force of habit he drove up to the water trough. This became
well known to everyone and Harry used to say "Dash me jolly rags" fancy
them saying I pulled up to give the car a drink, I only wanted to fill
Left Grandfather Down Well
One day Harry drove with his grandfather out to a paddock where he
used to spell his cab horses; on arrival he lowered grandpa down the
well to carry out one or two sundry repairs that were necessary, and he
himself proceeded to cut and load some hay, having loaded the cart
Harry climbed aboard and was soon homeward bound. On arrival his wife
called out to him and enquired where grandpop was. Oh dash my jolly old
rags," said Harry, "I've left him down the well." Having returned to
the paddock at a breakneck speed he found poor old grandpop still down
the well calling plaintively "Haul me up Harry, haul me up."
Harry was usually in trouble with his car, and one day after cranking
for about an hour he gave up the ghost and sent for his mate, Billy
Bourke, to come' and start the stubborn engine for him.
Billie arrived on the scene, gave a casual glance here and there, gave
the crank handle a half a turn and the old Rugby burst into life, of
course Billie Bourke had taken the trouble to turn the engine on first;
Harry had overlooked this small, but most necessary item.
One of Harry's greatest achievements was his trip to the Broughton
to convey a cattle buyer to that place. The old Rugby was not behaving
too kindly this day; one of the big ends was knocking badly and
Harry asked Billie Bourke if he thought the old car would be all right
to go to the Broughton. Billie replied "Well, I don't know Harry,
old boy, she's not too clever; you had better take her steady."
Harry said, "Oh I think the jolly old thing will get me there all
right." However, away he
goes. When he reached the Broughton the car was in a bad state; she
certainly was knocking, so Harry
got to work. He took off the stump (he always referred to the sump
as the stump), took out the whole piston rod and bearing, put
back the stump and
actually came back to town on three cylinders. How he did it, said
Billie Bourke, is just another mystery; but I
actually saw the piston and bearing at the White Horse hotel when Harry
Mr. Herb Lee
The late Herb Lee conducted the corner cafe opposite the hospital and
the bakery opposite for many years; with
the help of his good wife and two very., charming daughters this was
recognised as one of the nicest cafes and fruit stalls in town.
Herb always sat outside the shop at night time and was ready to have a
yarn at all times. His talk was always bright and many witty sayings
seemed to come from his lips without any effort.