• E M Doyle

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    • DOYLE, Estelle Mary – Sister, QAIMNSR (ARRC)
    • Posted by FrevFord, Tuesday, 28 August 2018

    Born on the 10th of October 1878 at Armagh St, Christchurch, Canterbury, New Zealand – the daughter of Patrick DOYLE, M.D. and Estelle Josephine HORNBROOK, who married at St Mary’s, Shand’s Track, Canterbury, New Zealand on the 2/1/1878 Patrick died on the 14/4/1889 at Hawthorn, aged 41; Estelle (snr) died in 1958 at St Kilda, Vic [Living at Broula, via Cowra, NSW during the war years] Siblings: Alfred Patrick b.28/8/1879 NZ; Arthur Francis B b.1880 NZ – d.1968 Chel, Vic, age 88; Gabrielle Mary b.1883 NZ; James b.1885 NZ; Ruby b.1887 Melb; Gerald b.1888 Hawthorn – d.19/9/1961 Qld Religion: Roman Catholic Trained in nursing at the Homeopathic Hospital, Melbourne, from April 1898 to April 1901 Nursed at Ensor Private Hospital, Vic from May to October 1901; then at Strathmore Private Hospital, Christchurch, NZ from March 1902 to August 1903; followed by Private Nursing in Canterbury, NZ from August 1903 until 1906 Resident in New Zealand at 263 Gloucester St, Christchurch in 1903; 3 Latimer Square, Christchurch East in 1905-6 On the 8/6/1906 she registered with the Royal British Nurses’ Association on the UK and Ireland Nursing Register, and was still listed on the Roll in 1909 1912, 1914 Electoral Rolls: 5 Royal Terrace, Nicholson St, Fitzroy – nurse WW1 Service: Selected in 1915 to join the Queen Alexandra’s Imperial Military Nursing Service Reserve (QAIMNSR) Embarked on the Orontes 14/4/1915, and arrived in England 25/5/1915 Transferred to France on the 26/6/1915, and posted to the Isolation Hospital at Calais To the 11th Stationary Hospital 28/1/1916 to 25/4/1916 Matron’s Report, 11th Stationary Hospital, 28/4/1916: Staff Nurse Doyle has been working in the surgical wards the four months she has been here – she is hard working – a good surgical nurse. Posted to the 7th Ambulance Train 25/4/1916 Temporarily posted to the 6th General Hospital 5/8/1916, before rejoining the 7th Ambulance Train 13/8/1916 Confidential Report, O.C., No.7 Ambulance Train: A/Sister Doyle joined this train on 13 Mar 1916 [sic], but I have myself only had the opportunity of seeing her work since I joined the train on Oct 24. During those five weeks, as Sister-in-Charge, a high standard of nursing was maintained, and the other nursing Sisters performed their duties in a very satisfactory manner; the standard of discipline was good. As regards A/Sister Doyle, she was a good nurse; she obeyed all orders, and carried out all instructions in a satisfactory manner. To the sick and wounded under her immediate charge, she paid every attention, and was untiring in her efforts to secure for them comfort. Posted to the 13th General Hospital, Boulogne 28/11/1916 to 1/10/1917 Matron’s Report, 13th General Hospital, 2/10/1917: Acting Sister, in charge of Operating Theatre for 2 months Excellent Conduct and Character An excellent Surgical Nurse, energetic, quick and reliable as a Theatre Sister; she gave entire satisfaction. Posted to the 4th Casualty Clearing Station (CCS) 1/10/1917 Report from Matron Ida Greaves, QAIMNSR, 4th CCS: Miss Doyle was adaptable and hard working and was becoming accustomed to the work required at a C.C.S. Nurses Hospital, Abbeville 22/11/1917 48th CCS 6/12/1917 Admitted to the 8th General Hospital 18/12/1917, before being transferred to the Convalescent Home at Cannes 27/12/1917 To the 8th General Hospital 12/1/1918 – admitted with influenza on the 20/1/1918 Transferred to a Convalescent Home 4/2/1918 – and discharged to duty 14/2/1918 Admitted to the 8th GH again 9/5/1918, from where she was transferred to England on the 21/5/1918 Posted to the 56th General Hospital 5/9/1918 Report, 56th General Hospital, 18/1/1919: Miss Doyle has served under me as Sister since 5/9/18. Her general professional ability is of a high standard and is a capable, energetic and practical worker. The administrative ability is good, also shows good power of initiative, and has fair ability to instruct others. She shows good judgement and fair tact – possesses a quick temper, is very self-reliant and her influence is good. Miss Doyle has not acted in a higher capacity whilst with me, but is capable of holding higher rank. 8 days Leave to Lourdes from the 29/1/1919 To 2/1 WLancs Ambulance 19/2/1919 Crossed to England on the HT Brighton 8/6/1919 for repatriation to Australia Awarded the Royal Red Cross, 2nd Class (ARRC) – Gazetted June 1919 At a Medical Board 5/8/1919, she was granted sick leave until 4/9/1919, followed by an extension until the 12/10/1919, during which time she was in Ireland Demobilized 8/11/1919 Posted to the Royal Herbert Hospital, Woolwich 11/11/1919 for temporary duty pending repatriation Transferred temporarily to the Women’s Hospital, Royal Arsenal, Woolwich 22/11/1919 – filling in for another Sister on sick leave Returned to Australia on the Osterley, embarking 22/5/1920 at Tilbury, and arriving Sydney 7/7/1920 – having been detained in England due to illness Serving at the Homoeopathic Hospital in Melbourne in 1921 Before heading to America (in Nov) for ten years Homoeopathic Hospital, Melbourne 1932 Prince Henry Hospital, Melbourne 1934 A letter written to the Matron-in-Chief of the QAIMNS, London in 1934 requesting a letter re her service during WW1: Prince Henry Hospital, Melbourne – 1/10/1934 Dear Madam When leaving London after the war I was told if at any time a letter from your office would help me I was at liberty to make request for one. In five months time I am making application for a Matronship at this Hospital which will then be open for a new Matron and a letter from you at this time would be invaluable and I do so hope you will see your way clear to let me have one. I was with the Q.A.I.M.N.S. Reserve and served in France in Calais, Boulogne, Rouen and Etaples besides being in charge of an Ambulance Train – up at various Clearing Stations, and in Brussels where I was Home Sister and finally in charge at the Women’s Hospital – 4th Gate Woolich Arsenal. Since my return I have done my Midwifery and Child Welfare Courses and have spent ten years in America and since my return 3 years ago have been here in this Hospital and am just completing my two years xray course. So far I have a fair chance of competing with other applicants for the position. Trusting you will be able, through my records with your office, to give me a letter. I beg to remain, Yours very sincerely, Estelle M. Doyle, R.R.C. Nursing Cohuna Appointed midwifery nurse for the new community hospital at Ararat in January 1937 Appointed matron of the Port Fairy Hospital in October 1937 – resigned in February 1940 Joined the nursing staff of Stawell District Hospital in June 1940 1943 Electoral Roll: Broula – nurse [also at Broula – Estelle Jospehine (hd) and Alfred Patrick (farmer)] Applied for War Service Home in 1945 Address: Broula, Via Cowra, NSW – C/- PO Cowra in 1945 1949 ER: 20 Garnet St, Sunshine, Vic – nurse (also with her Estelle Josephine, h.d.) Resident of 6 Roma St, Bentleigh 1952 Died on the 10th of September 1952 in Bentleigh, Vic, aged 73 Buried on the 12th of September in the Boroondara General Cemetery, Kew [RC A 1144] The Press (NZ), Sat 12 Oct 1878 (p.4): BIRTH DOYLE – October 10th, at Armagh street, the wife of P. Doyle, M.D., of a daughter. Record (Emerald Hill, Vic), Sat 13 Jan 1917 (p.2): FOOTBALLER – SOLDIER, DEATH OF SAPPER J. FREEMAN NURSE’S SYMPATHETIC LETTER Wounded in November last, Sapper J. Freeman, one of South Melbourne’s best known footballers, subsequently had both legs amputated, and later again succumbed to his wounds. ……………… From France, after Freeman’s death, Sister Estelle Doyle wrote to the bereaved mother as follows: – No.7 Ambulance Train, B.E. Forces, France 16th November, 1916 Dear Mrs Freeman, – Sapper Freeman, No. 2477, 2nd F. Company, Australian R.E., travelled from the front as far as Amiens, dying just before we reached that city at 10.15 p.m. 15th November, 1916. Every possible thing was done for him that could be done, but it was truly a mercy for your poor lad to go, as he had had to have his left foot and his right leg both amputated. He was wonderfully patient and brave. You get more than an extra amount of sympathy from me, for I belong to Melbourne (The St Kilda Nurses’ Home in Charnwood road), and it grieves me most dreadfully to see our boys die, but in some cases truly it is the most merciful thing for them and for those who love them. Accept my very deepest and most sincere sympathy in your great loss, but believe me for him, it is the best and most merciful thing. – Yours very sincerely, ESTELLE DOYLE, Sister-in-Charge. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/75013254 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 10 Mar 1917 (p.35): Letters to Aunt Patsy “Mt Eri,” Highbury-grove, Kew, Feb 21, 1917 Dear Aunt Patsy – This is the first time I have written to you, and I hope you will accept me as one of your many nieces. I like reading the children’s letters every week. I am 12 years of age, and go to school to Genazzano Convent. ……………………. I left a parcel of eighteen pillowslips at “The Advocate” office to-day for your appeal for Sister Estelle’s Ambulance Waggons, France. I hope you will receive them alright. I hope this horrid war will be over soon. I have two uncles over at the war, and one uncle has returned home wounded. I also had a cousin killed at the war. (May his soul rest in peace.) ……………………… EILEEN COOKE Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 31 Mar 1917 (p.27): Irish-Australian Nurses on Active Service [Photo] SISTERS RAYE, O’SHEA, AND DOYLE, WITH THEIR FRENCH MAID, JEANNE (Rouen) These Irish-Australian nurses offered their services to the British Government early in the war, and have seen it under its fiercest phases in various parts of France, having been on active service almost without a break, their special duties being the tending of the wounded in ambulance trains. Sister Estelle Doyle (sitting) sustained severe injuries to her hands through the shattering of the windows of an ambulance train by the enemy’s rain of shrapnel. Her courage won for her special mention in despatches. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/152193892 Examiner (Launceston, Tas), Fri 25 May 1917: Mr A.A. Fox of Devonport, received further advice yesterday regarding the injuries sustained by his son, Pte Bert Fox, in France. Letters of sympathy came to hand from Sister Estelle M Doyle and Chaplain J.F.N. Branford, stating that Pte Fox had been admitted to the 13th General Hospital, Boulogne, with his right arm amputated, and his left leg was so badly shattered by shrapnel that it had to be amputated above the knee. Despite the terrible injuries, he was getting on well, being most patient, plucky, and cheerful. The nurse stated he was improving, and would be sent to England if the improvement continued, thence to Australia at the earliest possible date that he was fit for travelling. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 23 Jun 1917 (p.31): The Ladies’ Page From Sister Estelle comes the following: – “Many, many thanks for the pillowslips, for which you made an appeal in ‘The Advocate.’ They are more than welcome, for the poor boys are often without. Thank each and all who sent any; they’d need no other thanks than to see the wounded and sick when at last they get into a bed. Poor, poor lads! So many Australians have gone through my hands that it is impossible to remember every case individually. It is only the worst cases that leave an indelible memory. But they are all such splendidly brave men, and so grateful. Oh, that this awful, awful war would end! In the French churches there are special prayers for victory for the Allies daily. No wonder! Poor France has been laid waste and desolate for mile on mile. The heart aches each hour, each minute! Life here is like an agonised prayer which must – oh, surely must! – receive an answer soon in peace, peace! Knocking at the door of heaven are the tiny hands of children, of young girls, of mothers, of wives – ay, and of men, the look on whose faces is so often dread to see! Ask me little, for what I could tell you would verily tear your sympathetic heart in pieces.” Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 7 Jul 1917 (p.30): The Ladies’ Page Another letter from Sister Estelle, France, received by same mail, will interest lady readers who did their part when the appeal for pillowslips for wounded in ambulance trains was made through these columns: – “To-day I received two parcels of pillowslips and bandages, etc., sent by you; and if you only knew how much they are appreciated and how much extra comfort they mean to the wounded in hospital, you and all those in Victoria who helped would be more than thanked and repaid! “We are at last having some warm weather- as late as a fortnight ago we were still having sleet and snow. Now, the flowers are beautiful everywhere! The most important flower-market of B….. is held in the square in front of the church. “ ‘Twas there to-day, and Sister R….. and I came ‘home’ in the train just laden with flowers – cut and in pots – for the men love them and take so much care of the ones growing that they often die from ‘over-care’ instead of lack of care. “My most sincere thanks to you and to all who have responded to your appeal; and though I have ‘signed on’ for the duration of the war – and as long after as needed – I hope yet to find myself ‘ ‘neath Austral skies’ ” Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 21 Jul 1917 (p.31): The Ladies’ Page Papers are now recording the bravery of the nurses on an ambulance train in France, of whose noble three, Sister Estelle, of our Pillowslips Appeal, was one: “One summer night last year, after exceptionally severe fighting on the S….., a British ambulance train, carrying its full number of 500 cases, was on its way to the coast. It had travelled in safety over many miles, when the peculiar sounds of anti-aircraft shells were heard around. An enemy aeroplane was following the train deliberately and surely, and waiting its chance to cast its bombs. “The first one missed the train, but the earth and stones it threw up caused the train to rock and sway. A second bomb fell yet nearer, and the men, who knew the signs only too well, set their teeth in grim anticipation. The third wrought some of the havoc expected. Windows were blown out, lamps were extinguished, and worse still, all the patients, including those suffering the acutest agonies, were thrown out. “It has not been the privilege of everyone to go through a hospital train, and it may be explained that they are built upon the corridor plan. At one carriage after another appeared a calm, unperturbed woman, who said in clear, unfaltering voice, ‘Now, do all be quiet and good till I can light a lamp.’ Or at another, ‘Just wait a minute till this wretched little lamp will burn, and I’ll very soon have you back in the cots.’ “The men themselves aver that the hands which managed to get the lights at last never trembled.” Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 22 Dec 1917 (p.34): The Ladies’ Page From Sister Estelle comes acknowledgement of parcels, written about the same date as the above [Oct]: – “During the last few days I have received two large bundles of pillow-cases, and I cannot thank you and those who have assisted you enough. They are a godsend here! At present I am on night duty, and, day or night, the noise of the guns and dropping of bombs makes a din that is awful beyond description. “Already we are having exceedingly cold weather, and last night the frost was so heavy the ground looked as if there had been a fall of snow. ‘The boys’ will need plenty of knitted comforts.” Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 19 Oct 1918 (p.31): The Ladies’ Page EXPERIENCES OF A MILITARY SISTER IN FRANCE Sister Estelle M… D……’s experiences as a military nurse in France are here continued: – “Rouen! What does not the name Rouen call up to our minds? Thousands of never-to-be-forgotten things! The many fierce battles once fought between the French and English, the frightful plague caused through the confinement of thousands of the inhabitants of Rouen within the city walls, stories of the mighty man of history known as ‘William the Devil,’ the magnificent Cathedral, built on such majestic lines, hundreds of years ago, partly destroyed by fire, and rebuilt even more grandly than before, and last, but never least, the poignant remembrance of the imprisonment and burning at the stake, in the market-place, of the holy maid, Blessed Joan of Arc, of whom the French people, Catholic and Protestant alike, are so proud, and whose spotless memory they revere in the greatest degree ever accorded to mortal heroine. There are monuments in her honour all over Rouen, and streets and boulevards are called after her. Souvenirs of Rouen almost invariably show Joan of Arc in some phase or another of her brief but wonderful life. “The Seing goes through the heart of the city, and large vessels can come up the river this far. Here they discharge their cargoes, from all over the world, to the barges, which take them on to Paris, about 97 to 98 miles further up the Seine. “There are four large railway stations at the four sides, so to speak, of Rouen – the Gare rue Verte, Gare de Nord, Gare de l’Est, and Gare de Lyons. The smaller ones can be passed by, except that of Sosseville, where there are immense workshops, and acres covered with lines for it. Sosseville is the great railhead for Rouen, as it were, and it is here that the French and Englis ambulance trains go, after unloading their wounded in Rouen, for supplies of water, stores, etc., also for fumigation and a general cleaning up before they depart once more for the Front. And it is at Sosseville that the ambulance trains receive their orders when they are sent to Rouen to unload for their next trip. “The principal streets of Rouen are splendidly wide, and the electric tram service is a good one for even war-time, with so few men available for the work. Only men unfit for duty in the field are employed on the trams. “Rouen has been described as ‘the city of a hundred spires,’ and, indeed, when one is on the hills, at any part that surrounds the city, one can easily imagine the ‘hundred spires,’ and even more, for how perfectly beautiful those many spires are! Surely there is no city in the world with lovlier buildings than Rouen, and its churches are the most beautiful of all. ROUEN CATHEDRAL “The wonder Cathedral has central tower of solid steel, that looks like lacework of wonderful beauty, and the two towers on either side of the front entrance. …………………………… (E.M.D. Q.A.I.M.N.S.R.) https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/152178244/17887242 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 26 Oct 1918 (p.32): The Ladies’ Page Sister Estelle M… D….., military nurse, continues her interesting narrative, and takes us to Cannes, Grasse, etc: – “Cannes is on the Mediterranean, and has the Alpes Martimes at its back and around it. We left Rouen for Cannes at 9.40 a.m. by the Paris express, reached Paris at midday, went to the Hotel St James, in the Rue St Honore, where they gave us an excellent lunch, and then another military nursing sister and I set out in a motor car to see all we could in such brief time – for we were due to leave Paris again on the Marseilles express at 8.5 p.m. “I am certain no half a dozen people could have seen more in six days than we did in those few hours. We went along the magnificent Champs Elysee, to the Eiffel Tower, the Madeleine, Notre Dame, Les Invalides, going inside and taking in all we could in our hurried visit; and we ended up by going the round of the wonderful shops, having dinner, when tired, at the Gare de Lyons Restaurant. PARIS IN SNOW “The squares and boulevards of Paris were fine beyond description under their snow coverings. It was a never to-be-forgotten picture. “We reached Marseilles the next day at 1 p.m. We had been warm and well fed on the way down, there being an excellent restaurant car on the express, so felt refreshed. “Marseilles we saw very little of, for we only passed through it, but we viewed well the great church of ‘Notre Dame de la Garde,’ on the hill overlooking both the city and the sea. (‘Mary, keep watch o’er sailors on the deep!’) “The trip onward, after daylight came, was perfect, with snow gleaming everywhere, and the exquisitely beautiful country of France exhibiting its historic cities and towns in turn as we moved swiftly south, where all was warm sunshine, a marked change from the climate of the north. “We passed through well-known Toulon, but, of course, saw very little of it beyond its large church and many monuments, seen from the carriage windows, finally arriving at Cannes at 12.45 a.m. And what a night! Brilliant moonlight, wonderful tropical vegetation, and the haunting perfume of orange and lemon trees in full bloom. Oh, the charm of it and the beauty of it all, after the fearful cold that had ‘bitten’ into us in the north! “We took a car to the Hotel d’Esterell, called after the mountains about there. As we were expected (I had been weeks ill at Rouen, and was to recuperate my health here), our rooms were ready for us, delightful rooms, with great French windows facing away over the garden of the hotel to the Mediterranean, and all flooded with the brightest and most poetical of moonlight. It was an absolute fairyland to us! “We got to bed about 2 a.m., and were awakened by the sound of music below our windows – and good music it was, too! A harp, three violins, and a ‘cello, and a man and a girl with fine voices singing. “At the same time the maid came in with our breakfasts, so life seemed worth living indeed. CANNES THE BEAUTIFUL “We found Cannes to be a very lovely and up-to-date city. The old part is on top of a hill, and overlooks the new. The Promenade, Casino, etc., is all fine, and the streets planted with lovely tropical trees and plants. ……………………………………………….. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/152177269/17887282 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 2 Nov 1918 (p.32): The Ladies’ Page ROUEN’S PALAIS DE JUSTICE Sister Estelle M…. D…. thus continues her experiences as a military nurse abroad: – “In describing Rouen, I forgot to mention the magnificent old tapestries (Rouen Cathedral), which, during the war, are only seen, and used, on great festival days, and are afterwards taken back to a place of safety. The following further descriptive items may be of interest, ……………….. A DISTINGUISHED CHAPLAIN “A veritable little gem of a church is ‘St Maclean.’ Our train was in Rouen on Holy Thursday, early, and I went to the 5.30 a.m. Mass at this church. Directly in front of me was Fr. Simon Hegarty, M.C. (Military Cross), late of Malvern, Victoria, Australia. I know his friends will be glad to hear he was looking very well indeed. He is one of the army chaplains stationed at Rouen. He has the D.S.O.; he said he ‘didn’t know what for,’ but he ‘supposed it was for doing his bit, just as others were doing theirs.’ But Fr. Hegarty always made light of his own big deeds, as we are all aware. “Down a very narrow and winding street, beside the Church of St Maclean, is the cemetery where, during the plague of the siege of Rouen, so many thousands of bodies were burned and buried. “The old buildings of those days still stand, but have been altered and renovated, and made sanitary. A girls’ college is here. ……………………………………. Away across the city, and perched on the hills directly opposite, Canteleu, with its college chateau, and church standing out in the sunshine. In another direction, Boisguilliame. Further, another suburb, where there is an immense military hospital where L’Abbe Narcisse Lemmonnier acts as chaplain, and who speaks excellent English, is extremely popular with our boys. ………………… “Close beside the Church of Bon Secours is the immense ‘Franco-Belge’ Hospital, and if patients don’t get well up there it cannot be the beautiful and healthy position of it that is to blame. Marvellous plastic operations are done here. ESTELLE M….. D……” https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/152179461/17887322 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 16 Nov 1918 (p.31): A BIT OF “THE ARABIAN NIGHTS” Sister Estelle M…. D…. now alludes to her interesting trip from Australia when on her way first to the scene of action abroad: – “I shall start at Colombo, gay in colouring, life, and all its manifold doings. Gay flowers, gay people, and bright and lovely skies and sea! Gay bazaars and shops, and the sing-song of the natives – all a bit of the ‘Arabian Nights’ sort of thing – glow, and glamour, and delight in being alive. Too bried a stay to see aught of the wretchedness that one guesses lies behind. “Then, while the memory of its riot of colour is still fresh in the mind, we race between Reggio and Messina, Italy, beautiful, adorable Italy! One morning, just as day was breaking, oh, the exquisite perfume of orange and lemon blossoms in the air! We reached Naples at sunset. Gorgeous flowers here, and much animation among its crowds because of the great war. Naples, that strange combination of beauty and dirt, about which so much is always being written that I need not ‘paint the lily’ nor add extra perfume to the violet. “Gibraltar is reached, and here we stay for five days. And what perfect days! We went to Algeceries, across the Bay from Gibraltar, lunched at the ‘Regina Christina’ Hotel, which has over fifteen acres of the most beautiful gardens, that run down to the water’s edge, its own casino, tennis courts, etc. A LAND OF FLOWERS “We had lunch on the great piazza facing the sea, and the view was inspiring. Another day we went out to the Brell Unif: and upon another day to the funniest little doll of a village you can imagine. All the houses whitewashed, and everywhere flowers. But Spain is a land of flowers! Flowers hang even from the roofs, in long, lovely trails. We spent one whole day in Gibraltar itself, ‘going over’ its fine Cathedral, and strolling through its well-kept parks, and lingering about its cemetery, where lie the men that were once of Nelson’s famous fleet. “Next, we were at Plymouth, and up through Devonshire, in springtime, to London. From there to the military hospital at H….. P…., and from there to France. “But it is about Ireland you wish to hear, now that I have sent my ‘Leaves from La Belle France.’ “Well, the first time I came to Ireland (where I am scribbling this), I came via Holyhead to Dublin, to Belfast, and down to Dromara, where dwell my relatives. ……………………………………………… A TICKET ADVENTURE “From Killarney I went to England, to Newcastle-on-Tyne (a friend there was to return to hospital in France with me). At Chester I had a comical experience. It was there I changed trains for the north of England, instead of going all the way back to London. I gave in my ‘military warrant,’ marked for first-class return to London. It was 3 a.m., and I suppose the clerk, like myself, was on the sleepy side. Anyway, I hurried in and didn’t bother to look at the ticket, but comfortably settled myself and dozed. “I was awakened at Manchester for my ticket, and, to my horror, found it a’third.’ The porter was good-natured, and laughed, and I was trotted off to have the mistake rectified and, incidentally, hand out a few more shillings, and also to hear that that poor sleepy porter of Chester would ‘catch it’ in dead ernest, as other sisters and officers had suffered likewise. “I found I had two hours to wait, and it was 6.45 a.m.; so, as the Cathedral was quite handy, I went over to hear Mass, then had some breakfast, and went for one or two tram rides round the city, and returned in time to just catch my train. ……………………………… https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/152177939/17887402 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 10 May 1919 (p.30): The Ladies’ Page Delayed budgets of mail from overseas bring news from our Catholic soldiers still abroad, also interesting literary matter for the Month of Mary from Sister Estelle, who is still occupied nursing the wounded (Field Ambulance). Says Sister Estelle: “I have many times meant to write and give you an account of my visit of six short days to Lourdes, and am now taking advantage of a brief respite from duty to do so. “Having obtained ten days’ leave of absence, self and other Catholic nurses set forth on the journey we craved for by going from Boulogne to Etaples. Boulogne, though not exactly a beautiful town, always is a pleasant place to me, for I know many of the French people there. We left Boulogne by the Paris express next morning at 11 o’clock, and reached Paris at 4.30 p.m. by the Gare du Nord. From there we took a taxi to the Gare d’Orozy, to rid ourselves of our luggage. After dinner at the Quai d’Orozy Hotel, we left at 8.25 p.m. for Bordeaux, reaching it at 7.30 the following morning, and leaving it behind us again in half an hour’s time. “It was a perfect day, and the journey into the Pyrenees delightful. Some of the bridges we passed looked just like old pictures come to life: and the queer cattle teams in the old-fashioned carts were very quaint. “We reached Pau about 12.30 p.m., and were then only 15 kilometres from Lourdes. Soon we were well into the Pyrenees, which were heavily clad in snow; but the River Gave, famous since the days of the apparitions of Notre Dame de Lourdes, was blue and sparkling in the sun (evidently not minding the snow, but feeling very well fed from its melting!). ……………………………………………………………….. At 6 o’clock that night, we went for Benediction to the chapel of the Military Hospital where so many French soldiers go for treatment, and which is looked after by the nuns. ………………………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/168070233 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 17 May 1919 (p.30): Ladies Letter Sister Estelle continues her interesting, graphic account of her sight-seeing abroad: – “On the way from Lourdes there are many places of interest to visit, ………………………… https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/168070478 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 7 Jun 1919 (p.30): Ladies Letter EN ROUTE FROM LOURDES Sister Estelle M…. D…. continues her interesting account of her experiences in France: – “We had reserved a coach for ourselves (military mission leave) from Pau right through to Etaples, so, practically speaking, saw nothing of other folk. We reached Bordeaux that night at 9.30 o’clock, to find we had only a half-hour there. We went to the American canteen for a cup of coffee. It was great sport, in the style of children lining up with their pannikins. We were treated kindly and generously, however, and our Thermos flasks were filled for us. We arrived in Paris next morning early, and straightaway took taxis across Paris to the Gare du Nore, with our luggage and traps, so that we might be quickly rid of all encumbrance. There we found ever so many people on the same errand, and knew we might have to waste an hour and a half before our baggage could be attended to. We had been standing there about ten minutes when an Irishman whispered to me in French (this is not a “bull”), that, to get our luggage in, I must have ticket. I thanked him for the information, and inquired from whom I would get the ticket. “From the box,” he replied. “Where was the box?” I asked. “But on the wall, mademoiselle,” he answered. “I was so packed in, I couldn’t see anything by this time but the roof. I wondered where on earth ‘the wall’ was, so once more ventured to question the gallant gentleman. He tried to show me, and got his arm up, but couldn’t get it down again, so he got rather angry with a man in front, who insisited on pushing. There were hot words between the two, ended by a fierce heave forward, that sent the front gentleman on with a might run – and down went his packages. More angry words, and more heaving and shoving! Still, I couldn’t see that fateful box, and decided to stick tight where I was. At last my gallant defender managed to get me nearer the front. A Tommy was waiting on the edge with the baggage, ready to hand it to me as ‘one man’s packet.’ Then began the fuss over the ticket! I was very dense, all of a sudden! So, finally thinking me one of ‘the fools of women encumbering this earth,’ and with much wagging of heads and arms, I at last received the ticket, which was presented by our Irish friend with a bow worthy of a ballroom. “This over, we had lunch in Paris, and hurried off to Notre Dame and the Madeleine. At the Madeleine there was Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament, and this magnificent church was indeed a sight not to be forgotten. There were hundreds of people coming and going in one great stream. But these exhibitions of wonderful faith have been described before. Hence, I shall only say we very soon were on duty again at the spot from whence we started to visit Lourdes. Once at work again, it was a case of ‘proceeding’ here, there and everywhere for a while, at sometimes a breathless rate. One morning we found ourselves at Lille siding. Lille has been dreadfully knocked about, and, so far, there is very little ‘station’ to be seen. Our orders were for ‘the advanced area,’ and our journey took us through the famous old cities of Tournai, Ath, Lenze, Engenhien, and Hal. At Hal we left eight Sisters, who had come to take over No.1 A., C.L.S., as they were going to England for demobilisation. Here we were made very welcome by the Australians, who gave us an excellent supper, and once more sent us on our way rejoicing. We were told we would be in Brussels by car in a half-hour. We were still on the way at 11.30 p.m., having lost ourselves, and incidentally ‘done’ the ‘Grande Tour de Belgique’ by moonlight! “It was perfectly lovely night, so even though we were all terribly tired, we didn’t mind the delay much. After many inquiries, we finally found ourselves at our goal, and were welcomed by Colonel W….., who had been expecting us for three days. “Generally, Etaples or Boulogne, or where we were now located, had been taken from the Boche, who, at the last place, had turned out consumptive patients from their sanatorium to use it for a hospital. It is beautifully situated on the top of a small hill, and has well-laid-out gardens, with fine trees all round. It is divided into two parts. The one building has the offices, recreation and billiard rooms on the ground floor. On the first floor are the sick officers, at one end of the corridor, and at the opposite end are the medical officers’ quarters. On the second floor the Sisters live, and have their mess and sitting rooms, the night Sisters’ apartments, baggage-room, etc. “The kitchens for the whole hospital are in the basement, and the building is crowned by a large roof-garden. In the hospital (second building) there are three floors, and the basement is used as stores for linen, etc. Part of the top floor is occupied by orderlies, but the remainder of the building is given entirely over to patients. It is heated throughout by radiators, and, though very clean and nice, we often felt it would be nicer still to see a good, old-fashioned coal fire. HOTEL DE VILLE, BRUSSELS “Whenever we go to any of the public buildings in the city, the attendants are all most anxious to show us everything, and tell us all about everything. The first I visited was the wonderful Hotel de Ville, or Town Hall, a most gorgeous place, ornamented outside with much carving and figures and a great deal of gilt. It is surrounded by a splendidly-modelled statue of St Michael. The great hall, with magnificent tapestries, the ceilings painted by Rubens, the other great hall, known as the ‘Salle Maximelienne,’ and the ‘Cabinet de Mons le Burgmastre,’ the beautiful ‘Salle de Bal,’ where the ever-famous ball given by the Duchess to Wellington took place, and where the German princes, who in those days were our allies, were entertained – all would need reams of description to do them justice. “Almost directly outside the door of the great ballroom, with its centuries-old tapestries, and ablaze with dazzling lights from its mighty chandeliers, is the ‘Grande Escalier des Lions,’ or great staircase of lions, and it is indeed magnificent – of the purest white marble, and with immense lions and other figures on either side. You descend on the finest scarlet carpet of Turkey. ……………………………………………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/168071147 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 5 Jul 1919 (p.31): Ladies Letter The delayed budget expected from Sister Estelle M… D…., which continues her experiences in Belgium, has at last come to hand: – THE WEITZ MUSEUM “I left you, in my last letter, at the ‘Place Royale,’ turning to the left for the Hotel de Ville and our train. To-day, let us take a tram going out to the Gave de Luxembourg. …………………… “Recently I went for a motor ride to Hal, where the No. 1 Australian Casualty Clearing Station used to be (about twelve kilometres behind Brussels), and had an opportunity of seeing the picturesque old town, …………………………………….. “Two Australian officers joined our party in the afternoon – Lieutenant McKee and Lieutenant Lee, both of Sydney. All spent an instructive and enjoyable time in this quaint, yet very up-to-date, city sixty miles from the sea.” https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170945014 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 19 Jul 1919 (p.31): Ladies Letter IN PICTURESQUE GHENT Sister Estelle M…. D…. has sent another budget of interesting information about her peregrinations in Belgium, etc. “And now,” she says (11/5/’19), “it is time to mention Ghent. Once more we leave Brussels from the Gare du Nord, or North Station, and pass through Denderleeuw, Aalst, Marelbeke – all most dreadfully destroyed towns, which, from their considerable size, must have been of considerable importance. The railway has been totally destroyed for almost the whole way between Brussels and Ostend; and it is certainly wonderful that, already, a new line is down and in working order! It is a single line, with loops where the great stations used to stand, for nearly all the stations proper have been so ruined that they cannot be used. “All along this line the railway bridges have been blown up, and where a road has crossed the railway by means of a bridge, these, too, have been totally destroyed. The destruction on this side alone is perfectly appalling. “Finally, however, we reached Ghent (to spell it in our English way), to find the Gare de St Pierce, with the exception of the actual front offices, a heap of ruins. The train has to run along the street in front of the station. There are some five or six temporary platforms (with huts for clerical work) fixed up until the ruins can be put straight. “The city is about twenty minutes’ walk from the station, along the Rue Elizabeth; or, if you prefer it, you can go by car. We walked, as we wished to see all that we could in the short time at our disposal (one day only). “The first place we went to was the magnificent Cathedral of St Bavon ………………. “It is in Liege we find the wonderful palace known as the Palace Provincial. Ah! I could write pages on pages on this marvellous city if my time were but my own! “At the station we saw a German ambulance train on its way from Germany for wounded prisoners who were to return there. As soon as ever the orderlies noticed us on the platform they went the whole length of the train putting down blinds, but not before our observant eyes had caught a glimpse of what their trains were like; and I must say it was a most comfortable train, and the kitchen arrangements were splendid. The wards were arranged much the same as our own ambulance trains are, and looked very nice indeed. “We left dear old Liege feeling that we could have spent many, many days of happiness in so interesting and wonderful a city! “A few days after our return a friend called with a fine car and took me out to Louvain. Surely the very name calls up the memory of all the horrors perpetuated during the early part of the awful war; for it was here that the ‘campaign of frighfulness’ was begun. I will not harrow your soul with any details connected with that more than frightful time. The Cathedral, of course, is quite destroyed. Only the sanctuary remains; and here Mass is still said, for a partition of weatherboard saves the altar from the ravages of wind and rain. There are very few of its once fine buildings left standing. Wreck and ruin meet the eye on every hand. KING ALBERT IN FOREST DE SOIGNIE “It was a relief to come back through the picturesque Forest de Soignie. Snow had fallen heavily for some days, but on this day the sun was shining. Fairy-like effects abounded, and would have charmed your heart. Going through this forest, we met the King of the Belgians out for a walk with some of his generals. No fuss, no parade! Only for his great height and his strong resemblance to photos seen, we would have passed him by, unknowing that Albert of Belgium, the great, the heroic, and the beloved, was close to us. Tinted photographs of his Majesty are ‘himself’ indeed.” https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170945515 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 9 Aug 1919 (p.31): Ladies’ Letter Sister Estelle M…. D…. sends further interesting details of her experiences in Belgium since war ceased. ………………………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170946261/20370599 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 1 Nov 1919 (p.40): Ladies’ Letter The Royal Red Cross distinction has been conferred upon “Sister Estelle,” so long a contributor to these columns. She will return to Australia after New Year. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Sat 22 Nov 1919 (p.36): Ladies’ Letter Sister Estelle, M.D., whose interesting notes of travel are so familiar to us in these pages, visited the Sisters of Charity of St Vincent de Paul, in Boulogne, and was shown over their orphanage. The children of working women are taken care of by the day there, and the room used for this purpose is of immense size. Along one side of it is what looks like a huge bed, with a railing of some height along it. Tiny tots can be put in here to tumble about as they please, for there’s just enough spring in the “floor” of it to save any jar from a fall. …………………………………………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170949689/20371220 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 1 Apr 1920 (p.30): Ladies’ Letter Sister Estelle M. Doyle is still on duty abroad, and does not now hope to see her relatives and friends in Australia until Christmas next. She sends the following interesting account of her visit to Anne Hathaway’s cottage, Stratford – a description which will be appreciated by Shakespearian students: – “After leaving Shakespeare’s house, I went out to Shottery along the road to see Anne Hathaway’s home, which dates back to before 1470. …………………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170611788 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 15 Apr 1920 (p.30): The Ladies Letter Sister Estelle M. Doyle, in her recent Shakespearian researches (a portion relating to Anne Hathaway’s house has already appeared here), relates a curious fact in connection with Holy Trinity Church, where Shakespeare and his wife Anne are buried. ……………….. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/170612165 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 3 Jun 1920 (p.30): The Ladies Letter Sister Estelle M. Doyle, who was decorated with the Royal Red Cross by the King at Buckingham Palace last December, has set sail for Australia, after giving five years of arduous nursing service in the interests of suffering soldiers. The decoration and the accompanying five stripes on her arm are well deserved, and this Irish-Australian nursing sister should be warmly welcomed back to her native land. She is an “old friend: to readers of these pages, and their goodwill is sincerely hers. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 15 Jul 1920 (p.34): The Ladies’ Letter Besides the Royal Red Cross, Sister Estelle M. Doyle, just returned, is also the proud possessor of the Mons Medal and other decorations. Even on the trip back to Australia Sister Doyle’s valuable services were exercised in an unexpected manner, and voluntarily rendered. A young passenger in the third class developed double pneumonia and pleurisy, and was in danger of death; but, owing to her unremitting care and attention, he became convalescent, and was able to walk off the boat at Port Melbourne. So much was the good-hearted nurse’s work on behalf of the boy appreciated on board that first-class passengers desired to present her with a purse of sovereigns in recognition of it. This Sister Doyle declined, saying she had but done her duty as a woman and a nurse. She, however, accepted the simpler gift earnestly pressed upon her by the third-class passengers – namely, books and an illuminated address signed by the commander and all officers and passengers on board. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 26 Aug 1920 (p.30): The Ladies’ Letter Sister Estelle M. Doyle, who went to Queensland to visit relations on returning laden with honours from abroad, after five years’ service in military hospitals, etc., is to return to Sydney early next month, and soon, thereafter, will proceed to Melbourne, where she will be welcomed at a musical afternoon by friends and well wishers. The Argus, Thur 30 Sept 1920 (p.9): NURSE’S WAR EXPERIENCE Sister Estelle M. Doyle, who has the Royal Red Cross, 1914-1915 Star, General Service and Allied Victory Medals, returned to Melbourne a few weeks ago after 5½ years’ service with the Queen Alexandra Military Nursing Service. Sister Doyle, who is a trainee of the Homoeopathic Hospital, gave an interesting lecture to the matron and the nursing staff of that hospital on Tuesday evening, during which she related many of her experiences whilst in France. During the course of her lecture, Sister Doyle stated that she had charge of one of the ambulance trains during 1916-1917, running between the foremost casualty clearing stations and the base hospitals, so she witnessed the first battle of Somme. She gave many interesting accounts of her experiences whilst in the great military hospitals, casualty clearing stations, and in different parts of France. The Herald (Melb, Vic), Tue 5 Oct 1920 (p.4): WOMEN’S WORLD Sister Estelle Doyle, R.R.C., who recently returned from England, is the guest of Mrs C. Carney, Kooyong road, Armadale. She was one of the 12 nurses who left here 5½ years ago when volunteers were called for the Queen Alexandra Imperial Military Nursing Service. She worked at Boulogne, and also had charge of a hospital in France. During the most critical period of the war she was attached to an ambulance waggon. Miss Doyle was decorated by the King in 1918. Freeman’s Journal (Syd, NSW), Thur 17 Nov 1921 (p.16): IN THE WINTER GARDEN: SOCIAL CHAT AND CATHOLIC DOINGS Sister Estelle Doyle, R.R.C., who, since her return to Australia has been rendering valuable service to the Homoeopathic Hospital in Melbourne, is leaving for San Francisco this month. Sister Doyle intends adding literature to her nursing activities. She has many friends, both in Victoria and New South Wales, to wish her success. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 8 Dec 1921 (p.32): The Ladies’ Letter Sister Estelle M. Doyle, R.R.C., who sailed from Australia for America in October, has safely arrived at U.S.A., after having spent an enjoyable week in Vancouver and taken a “stop-over” ticket for the railway journey in order that she might see as much of the Land of the Stars and Stripes as possible. A day was spent at Honolulu on the overseas track, and Sister Doyle gives an enthusiastic description of it and of its Catholic Cathedral, which was built in 1842 under Bishop Rouchhouse, and restored in 1855 under Bishop Lois Maigret. The walls are of coral taken form the beach near Kakaake, about one mile from the Cathedral. The church seats 1200 people. A fine organ is within. The Bishop of Hawaii and six priests minister to the numerous parishioners. At Suva Sister Doyle also investigated to the best of her ability, driving round for fifty miles in that gorgeous spot. Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 18 May 1922 (p.5): An Australian Nurse in California Sister Estelle M. Doyle, R.R.C., writes from America rapturously about California’s springtime, having gone for a trip to Santa Clara Valley after pulling a sice case safely through. …………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/171064596 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 24 Aug 1922 (p.4): An Australian Nurse’s Travels Visits Shakespeare’s Birthplace Sister Estelle M. Doyle sends an interesting account of her visit to Shakespeare’s birthplace, Stratford-on-Avon, upon which she looked with interested Irish-Australian eyes, …………. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/176521336 Advocate (Melb, Vic), Thur 26 Jul 1923 (p.13): Through Australian Spectacles Sister Estelle M. Doyle, writing from San Rafael, California, gives the following interesting account, for our own readers, of a holiday trip taken by her just recently from San Francisco to Mexico: – “Other nurses and I went as far south as Ti Jauna. ………………………………….. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/171251955 The Herald (Melb, Vic), Sat 17 Dec 1932 (p.4): NEW X-RAY APPARATUS FOR HOSPITAL [Photo] The new X-ray apparatus donated to the Homoeopathic Hospital by Mrs M.L. Lewis and Captain N. Wentworth Evans was presented to the hospital authorities this afternoon. From left: Dr. F. Donoghue (medical superintendent), Sister E.M. Doyle, R.R.C., and Dr P. Bartak inspecting the plant. https://trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/243189582 The Herald (Melb, Vic), Sat 25 Apr 1936 (p.21): With THE RETURNED NURSES HOMAGE AT CENOTAPH – Nurse Cavell Wreath There was a short but impressive ceremony at the Cenotaph, this morning, when the president of the Returned Army Nurses’ Club (Miss Grace Douglas, R.R.C.) placed a wreath on the Cenotaph, on behalf of the members of the club. ……………………………………… Former military nurses who took part in today’s march included …………………………. Miss E. Doyle, R.R.C., ……………………………… The Age (Melb, Vic), Thur 21 Jan 1937 (p.12): ARARAT Miss Estell M. Doyle, of Cohuna, has been appointed midwifery nurse for the new community hospital at Ararat. Miss Doyle possesses high qualifications, including the Royal Red Cross decoration for military service. The Argus (Melb, Vic), Mon 18 Oct 1937 (p.12): COUNTRY PEOPLE Miss E.M. Doyle, who has been in charge of the midwifery ward at the Ararat District Hospital, has been appointed matron of the Port Fairy Hospital. The Age (Melb, Vic), Tue 16 Nov 1937 (p.17): PORT FAIRY Sister E. Doyle, the new matron of the hospital, a returned army nurse, was welcomed at the meeting of the sub-branch R.S.S.I.L.A. She is the first woman member of the local branch. The Age (Melb, Vic), Tue 18 Jan 1938 (p.17): PORT FAIRY At the annual meeting of the sub-branch of the R.S.L. the report showed a membership of 40. ……. Officials elected were: – ………………….. Matron Doyle, a returned army nurse, was elected to the committee. The Age (Melb, Vic), Sat 19 Nov 1938 (p.36): ROSEBROOK – the Mayor of Port Fairy (Cr. B. Woods), the president (Mr J. Stodart) and members of the sub-branch R.S.S.I.L.A. attended a function at the local school, when a framed portrait of Queen Elizabeth, paid for by the school children, and matching a recently unveiled portrait of His Majesty the King, was unveiled. Sister Doyle, a returned army nurse, was entrusted with the honor of unveiling the portrait. The Age (Melb, Vic), Sat 10 Feb 1940 (p.24): PORT FAIRY Matron E.M. Doyle, who has been in charge of the local hospital for the past two years, has resigned. She was a sister on duty in the Great War, and has also had nursing experience in America. The Age (Melb, Vic), Fri 14 Jun 1940 (p.12): STAWELL Sisters E.M. Doyle, of the Port Fairy Hospital, and M. Warner, of Creswick and the Women’s hospitals, have joined the nursing staff of Stawell District Hospital.