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Adam Dodd, one of 500 convicts transported on the Anson, 23 September 1843
Name, Aliases & Gender
Birth, Occupation & Death
|Date of Birth:
||25th June, 1819
|Date of Death:
||5th June, 1846
life span was 56 years*
* Median life span based on contributions
Conviction & Transportation
Sentenced to 10 years
||Australian Joint Copying Project. Microfilm Roll 91, Class and Piece Number HO11/13, Page Number 460
||This record is one of the entries in the British convict transportation registers 1787-1867 database compiled by State Library of Queensland from British Home Office (HO) records which are available on microfilm as part of the Australian Joint Copying Project.
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greg petersen on 31st July, 2017 wrote:
Adam Dodd was tried at Manchester, 31st March 1842, sentenced 10 years for pick pocketing
Embarked 13th September 1843, arrived VDL 4th February 1844
Protestant, can read & write, Native place near Middleton, Lancaster.
Transported for Larceny, Gaol report: Bad, Hulk report: Good
Single, Stated this offence: Picking pockets
before at Manchester, a watch - 6 months
Description listed as:
Trade: Warehouse man Height: 5’ 5¼”, Age: 24, Complexion: Fresh, Head: Oval
Hair: D. Brown, Eyes: Ditto, Whiskers: None
Visage: Oval, Forehead: Medium ht, Eyebrows: D. Brown
Nose: Medium, Mouth: Wide, Chin: Medium
Remarks: Scar on rt elbow, scar on left side of mouth
Accidentally killed in Hobart Town, 5th June 1846, he was buried in St Johns New Town cemetery , Hobart.
Adam Dodd became a servant to Thomas Hay Forster who published the journal below, written by Dodd and found after his death:
It was just before I accepted this appointment, after having performed service at a small chapel near Oatlands, that I was accosted by one of the class teachers, who came out with me in the Anson. He walked by the side of my horse for some distance, and made many respectful remarks about the voyage: and said that he hoped that it had pleased God to bless to him the instruction which he had received during that period. I must sorrowfully confess that my short ministerial experience had already made me sadly suspicious. This man, however, I remembered as one of the very few whom I had particularly remarked during the voyage, and of whom I had entertained great hopes. I found, on more minute inquiry, that he was now a messenger between two prisoner-stations located on a line of road, and that his time of probation was nearly expired; and that his great desire was to hire himself into my service.
When I took up my abode at the New Town parsonage, Adam Dodd became my servant. I soon remarked that he was always most attentive to his religious duties, and most respectful and submissive to myself. I had, shortly after his admission to my service, occasion to leave home for a few days, and when I returned, I found my poor servant just on the point of drawing his last breath. After the funeral, I looked over his papers, with a friend, and I found amongst them a most interesting journal, giving a short account of his family, and of himself, more particularly during his voyage.
“I have heard it brought as a charge against the Missionaries of the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel, that there is seldom much heard from them, excepting their progress in building churches, cathedrals, and parsonage houses. The saving of souls, it is said, is not sufficiently dwelt upon in their journals. I believe the reason is, (and if we err at all, it is well to err on the right side,) that we scarcely like to mention anything connected with so awful a work as the salvation of a soul, without our having some sure and certain hope whereon to rest our testimony. I should not think of mentioning this man’s case, were it not the facts connected with it are so plain and simple, that to keep it back would, I think, be actually wrong. I will copy his journal word for word. You will observe as you read it, that Adam had evidently received a good education.
“I was born on the 25th of June, 1819, at a village called Land’s End, four miles from Manchester. My father was by trade a clogger, and very clever at his trade. Being industrious, he placed his family in very comfortable circumstances. On the 3d of September, 1829, he partook of a tea about five o’clock, returned to his employment, and in half an hour afterwards, news was brought that he was dead, having dropped down at his employment, and never more spoke. I hope that the good God who called him at a moment’s warning, has, through the merits of Jesus Christ his Son, received him, and pardoned his sin. Of my dear mother, whose name was Mary, I know not what to say to express her good qualities. Her affection to her children was unbounded—-nay, I may say, she almost idolized them. She endeavoured, the whole of her life, to impress upon her children’s minds the importance of religion, and always showed them the example. I lament, and shall do so till I die, that I did not set more store upon her. Her value I have keenly felt since her death, though I was always affectionately attached to her. She was very industrious, and a pious and devoted Christian. She departed this life in my arms, on the 6th of February, 1842, in her 66th year; leaving every reason to believe that her body is waiting to receive the welcome words of her Redeemer at the resurrection, ‘Enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.’ At my father’s death, my mother being anxious to give me an education, got me into the Lancasterian School, at Manchester; at which school I remained until I was fourteen. I then went to another school, where I was an assistant, and remained eighteen months. I then went to the offices of Messrs. Johnston & Son, Land Surveyors, where I remained two years; and then to Messrs. Rowley & Taylor, Solicitors, with whom I remained for the same period. I then engaged myself to Messrs.———& Co., Commission Agents, where I remained nearly four years. After leaving this firm, I went to Mr. Hey wood, in the same business, and only remained with him about half a year. This was the last situation I held in Manchester, or elsewhere.
When I came on board the Anson, I was as thoughtless as any one on board; but being soon afterwards made a teacher of a class, I felt myself compelled to attend the evening services. Yet it was more through compulsion, for the sake of pleasing the minister, than for the sake of the profit I might receive. But as the hardened ground will be softened by repeated rain; the repeated appeals made to my heart, and the grace of God working in my heart, I became more sedate, and soon after made resolutions to alter my conduct, and become more serious. Yet all this was depending upon my own strength. The necessity of prayer never appeared requisite. I satisfied myself by occasionally uttering a few words in my hammock; fearing to show any one that I had the least pretension to be religious, although I had received many insults for being teacher in the school. That galling worm, conscience, would not allow me to remain long in this state. Oftentimes was I struck with confusion when the minister appeared to apply his discourse to me as a Christian. When I asked myself the question, whether I really was a converted man; had I experienced any change of heart, the change from darkness to light, from the power of Satan unto God? I found that when placed in the scales I was wanting. When all these convictions were going on by the grace of God, I well remember the minister delivering a series of discourses on the necessity of practical Christianity, and particularly one on the parable of the Sower, which opened my mind clearly to see that I was one of those who possessed the form without the power of godliness; that the word I had hitherto heard was as the seed on stony ground, only producing momentary resolutions. That good and loving Father whom I now love and adore, opened my eyes to see my awful state by nature, and that an outward change, without the inward and renewing grace of repentance never to be repented of, would lay me more under the judgment of God than open sinners. I then sate down in the greatest mental distress. Taking my Bible, I calculated on the opposition I should meet with; feeling convinced that nothing but the grace of God could enable me to take up my cross, knowing that it is no small matter to become a Christian. In this state I remained some days. Eventually the grace of God enabled me to bow my knees in prayer; and I immediately met with the worst of treatment for several days. I still continued night and morning to supplicate the throne of grace. My mind at this time was much injured by an infidel, who was at the same mess with me. He pointed me out as being mad, a worm, a weak fanatic, and that I changed with the moon, and that a few days would bring me to myself. During all this time I was as one walking in darkness, and saw no light; yet I was wonderfully supported to persevere. My state of mind was very distressing. I could not yet get forward, and to return to the world seemed impossible. I kept continually and anxiously searching my Bible. I looked to the promise, “Blessed are they who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled.” I looked more to the promises of God, and I was led to see the absolute necessity of faith; that it was unbelief in the power of God to save so great a sinner as me. I prayed for more faith, and God in his great mercy and love removed my doubts. The darkness I felt appeared now as marvellous light, and the sufferings I had felt vanished; and I began to have some idea of that peace winch passeth all understanding. In this state I remained some time, praying and reading, and fearlessly yet meekly meeting with every opposition. But this was not to remain long. The zeal and love that I felt seemed gradually dying away, and I was struck with a verse of Revelation, ‘Because thou art neither hot nor cold, I will spue thee out of my mouth.’ I felt that it applied to myself. I flew to the throne of grace, and ever since I have felt that unshaken confidence and pleasure in reading and reflecting upon the word and goodness of God, scarcely to be credited. But to that God who knoweth the secrets of all hearts I appeal. He knows that I strive to keep his commandments. Thus far have I gone by the grace of God, plucked as a brand from the burning. With an outstretched arm has He saved me from the pit of destruction, where I was fast hastening.”
Such was poor Adam Dodd’s simple account of himself. I had him buried at the New Town burying ground, and my friend and brother Clergyman chose as a text to place on the headstone, “There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither male nor female, there is neither bond nor free; but ye are all one in Christ Jesus.”
Convict Changes History
Leonie Dolley on 19th April, 2013 made the following changes:
date of birth 1820, date of death 1846, gender, crime
greg petersen on 31st July, 2017 made the following changes:
date of birth: 25th June, 1819 (prev. 1820), date of death: 5th June, 1846 (prev. 1846), occupation