SAMUEL MYERS, b. 1831, Yeadon, West Riding of Yorkshire, England.; d. 1905, Nimitybelle NSW. 9981/1905..

Samuel Myers, Son of David and Elizabeth
L-R Annie (nee Myers) Evans, (D) Florence & son Theo, Jessie Myers (D) Samuel & Ann.	Jessie & Annie (D's of Sam & Ann) & Alice (D of Annie Evans) (Aug.1931)

David's first born son Samuel who was born in Yeadon, Yorkshire in 1831, he married Ann McKay in 1856 and they went on to have eleven children between 1857 and 1876, including twins, Annie and Bridget born in 1862.

Sidney George who was the tenth child born to Samuel and Ann married Hughena Mary (known as Mary) Campbell of a local Campbell family, they had a sheep grazing property at Kybean, near to Nimmitabel in NSW. I recall this property very clearly as when Sid decided to sell up after the death of Mary, my grandfather, Les Myers purchased the property from Sid in the 1950's. Sid and Mary didn't have any children and Sid retired to live out his days in Sydney. Les and his wife Maria had previously resided at Nandawar.

I had been told the story of how Sid enjoyed his food, so much so, that after carving up the mutton and placing some on Mary's plate, he would retrieve most of it, telling her that it was too much for her, and thus would put it onto his own already generous servings. All this was to eventually catch up with Sid, who became so constipated he had to consult with a doctor miles away in Cooma!

Upon finishing his examinatiion of Sid, the doctor told him to prepare for surgery. Sid asked why and the doctor told him he was going to have to make him another bum hole. Understandably Sid was quite distressed about this information and wanted to know what was wrong with the one he had. The doctor told him nothing was wrong with it, it just could NOT cope!

After several years of grazing sheep, due to health reasons my grandparents, Les and Maria (pronounced Moriah) sold the property at Kybean and moved to Tathra.

The property was purchased by Les and Veronica Batten whom I had known for most of my life.

I recall my grandmother having a tin trunk on her verandah which was usually full of apples and Les Batten's father Percy would come to visit with us (either by horse or by foot) and would pass the time biting, chewing and spitting apples, the rest of the time was spent drinking tea, not from a cup but from the saucer!

My grandmother also had a wooden bin in her kitchen, divided for sugar and flour for llike most women back in those days, she made her own bread. Geoff, another of Percy Batten's sons, used to come up to visit, and despite being asked not to sit on the edge of the wooden bin, would always do so.

At this time, Les Myers, my grandfather, had in his employ one Jack Green, who unfortunately was very superstitious, believing in ghosts and the like......

Jack unfortunately chose to enter the kitchen just as Geoff was hauling himself out of the flour bin, having done what Maria had always dreaded! Well, Jack was off like a shot having just seen a "ghost". It took my grandfather two days to get Jack back from his hideout in a back paddock!!

Whilst recounting these tales having started with Sid, I would like to include the following.

I recall visiting elderly relatives in Nimmitabel, one, Agnes Holmes told of the time the local priest called to sell raffle tickets. Agnes asked what the prize was to be, the priest replied that the prize was the organ that she had so kindly lent to the church, and that the raffle was to enable them to purchase their own organ. Agnes quite rightly became somewhat upset, but was told to calm down for that it was to be made certain that she would hold the winning ticket!!

Annie Myers, one of the twins afore mentioned, was the grandmother of Max Evans who once owned "The Peak", a property between Cooma and Nimmitabel.

Samuel and Anne's son David Wilson born in 1870 married Ruth Holston and had six children. One of them, a son named Selwyn died when a toddler. They had been visiting relatives in Adaminaby when Selwyn crawled across the dirt floor of the kitchen and picked up a Barley grass seed, put it into his mouth where it became lodged in his throat. They were miles from medical help and had no transport and thus were unable to save his life.