Georgiana Mc Crae - Marriage To Andrew McCrae, Passage To Port Philip and Life in Argyle Cottage

Marriage To Andrew McCrae, Passage To Port Philip and Life in Argyle Cottage

On 30 January 1830 Andrew McCrae proposed to her, and she accepted some time during that month. They were married in September and she made her home in Westminster. During their marriage, their fortunes were erratic and they lived in London until 1837. Georgiana painted many portraits of the McCrae family. While in London and in Edinburgh, they had four children, but during her married life she lost her first child, her mother and father.

In November 1838 McCrae was to sail for Sydney on the Royal Saxon. Georgiana was not allowed to sail because of birth complications, and waited in London. She painted portraits again while McCrae thought about settling in New Zealand. In January 1840 The Port Phillip Herald told Gordon that McCrae might be practising law in Melbourne, and in October of that year, Georgiana and the children were able to join him on the Argyle.

The Arygle arrived in Port Phillip Bay on 27 February 1841, and anchored in Hobson's Bay on 1 March. They moved into Argyle Cottage in Little Lonsdale Street West, Melbourne. She made good friends with Sophie La Trobe, and Governor Charles La Trobe tickled her interest in the flowers, native birds and animals. At the time the McCraes first settled there, Melbourne grew rapidly, and Andrew's brothers were successful within its institutions. Georgiana, meanwhile, enjoyed a professional and social life with a few close friends, and took her sons on walks, as she had done in London.

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