John George Taylor Didn’t Forget Orphans
‘British Columbia Protestant Orphans Home, founded 1875. This site and building were purchased and erected by bequest of John G. Taylor, A.D. 1903.’
This worn cornerstone of what became Victoria’s Bishop Cridge Centre for the Family was replaced 20 years ago after being removed for display during the centre’s centenary. Likely few had taken notice of the old marker which, ever so scantily, honours the man whose bequest originally made the orphanage possible.
For that matter, little more is known of the onetime city policeman than is noted on the memorial. Only one historian has seen fit to record something of John George Taylor for posterity—and his tribute is tenuous.
Journalist D.W. Higgins met Taylor in the course of his work.
The two became friends. For all his respect for Taylor, however, Higgins held something in reserve so far as the detective was concerned. This slight wariness made itself apparent in 1904, some 13 years after Taylor’s death, when Higgins wrote a series of reminiscences for the Victoria Colonist.
“Nearly every old resident knew John George Taylor. He was alive as late as 1891 and his bones lie at Ross Bay [Cemetery]. He was an Irishman but he came here from Australia in 1859.
“He had been a miner, a rebel, a constable and a member of the Gold Escort in that colony and possessed remarkable detective instincts. He was one of the most intelligent men who ever joined the Victoria police force, and being strong and fearless, resourceful and keen-witted as a razor-blade, he was generally selected to inquire into cases that [demanded these qualities].”
But…
Which wasn’t to say that Taylor had the “virtues, the perspicacity and the shrewdness of a Sherlock Holmes… No Taylor was not a Sherlock Holmes… Our local detective was a living, breathing reality.
“He did his work in the full sight of all. His methods were not always clean and the ends he aimed at were not always credible nor were they conceived in the public interest, but he was a shrewd, calculating, observing and brave person who could read a man as others read a book and who generally turned the information he gathered to the best account for himself.
“By the exercise of these facilities he accumulated a snug little fortune and for the last 10 years of his life, as age crept upon him, he was enabled to live in comfort and luxury and when he died…he did not forget the orphan.”
A Veteran of the ‘Ballarat War’
A native of Dundalk, Ireland, Taylor participated in the California gold rush in 1849 then Australia’s great rush two years later. There, he participated in the ‘Ballarat War,’ a miners’ rebellion against an obnoxious tax, and experienced “adventurers of a most startling character, which he was accustomed to recall to his friends in the most graphic and thrilling terms”.
After seven years he moved to Victoria. As a policeman, he soon demonstrated his natural abilities of deduction and his courage. Promoted to sergeant, he was instrumental in breaking up a notorious gang of burglars, among many other accomplishments, and broadened his horizons by running for, and winning, a seat on city council.
With 1891 and Taylor’s passing at the age of 67, he left what was a very sizable sum for the day to the orphanage fund. Higgins alluded to Taylor’s financial acumen but carefully let his readers draw their own conclusions as to just how the detective established his comfortable retirement fund on a policeman’s pay: “…Taylor brought some money here and during the 15 years he remained on the force he added to it by means known only to detectives and their patrons, so that when he died he had the tidy sum of $30,000.”
You can multiply that by at least 20 in today’s values.
It was Taylor’s fortune that proved the essential fund for a building with “room enough for the [orphans’] accommodation, out of the dust and noise of the city itself and surrounded by grounds in which the little ones will find scope to play and be happy.
“Such a home has been the dream of many of those who have the interest of the Orphanage at heart,” continues a news account of the day, “but it seemed a very long way off until a year ago. Then one of those who had often showed his substantial friendship was called away by death, and his will, when read, was found to provide the way for the establishment of a home such as would be an honour to his philantrhopy and generosity.”
At the time of the orphanage’s founding, the Colonist paid tribute to the enigmatic detective: “The memory of this kind-hearted man will be honoured as long as the building erected by his many endeavours. No man, no matter what his position or his talents may be, need wish for a nobler monument.”
So how did Taylor make his money?
These many years after, one can’t help but wonder which of, or combination of, John George Taylor’s “many endeavours” enabled him to establish such a tidy nest-egg.
Not that it really matters now. We will just have to accept that, as described by his friend Higgins, he was shrewd, observant and fearless.
Whatever his failings may have been, one fact can’t be denied: He didn’t forget the orphan.
* * * *
Western Canada’s Oldest Registered Non-Profit Society
It should be noted that the Cridge Centre for the Family is western Canada’s oldest registered non-profit society and has a stellar pedigree.
According to their website: “Our founders Bishop Edward Cridge and his wife Mary, outstanding pioneers of Victoria, came to Victoria as Chaplain of the Hudson’s Bay Company in 1855. The Bishop opened Christ Church, the first Anglican church in B.C., later becoming its Dean. In 1874, with a large number of Victoria pioneers, he formed The Church of Our Lord, which opened its doors in January 1876, Cridge having become a bishop of the Reformed Episcopal Church.”
There’s a great story behind Cridge’s shift in loyalty but it will have to await another day.
Sometimes described as Victoria’s first social worker, Bishop Cridge and his wife Mary “pioneered many social and cultural causes in the city, including taking the initiative which led to the creation of the Royal Jubilee Hospital. An anti-racist and champion of education, Cridge served as the first superintendent of education and his wife taught the first Sunday school.. Mary, with others, took in orphan children which led to the founding of the B.C. Protestant Orphan’s Home in 1873.
“This remarkable and much-loved couple celebrated their golden wedding anniversary in 1904. Together they had 9 children, 5 of whom survived to adulthood and settled in the Victoria area. Descendants of Bishop and Mary Cridge continue to play a vital role in the organization to this day. Mary Cridge died in 1905, and Bishop Cridge passed away in 1913 at the age of 96.”
All thanks to the enigmatic former detective.
John George Taylor is given credit for his bequest that “enabled the organization to buy a beautiful property and build a new 100-bed orphanage…”
A history of the Cridge Centre for the Family, as the B.C. Protestant Orphans’ Home has been known since the 1960s, is available in book form at lzwgick@cridge.org.
That’s when it shifted from being an institution offering support for parentless children to providing “a range of community support services which would give single parents a better chance in life.” These services continue today.
Hello Tom,
I was looking for you today and decided to read this account of the early Orphanage. Thank you for these fascinating details of the first person to really start this facility.
In August 2017, I lost my husband, author J Robert Whittle to Coalminer’s Black Lung. A Duncan reader told me you had written a short notice for The Citizen and I thank you sincerely for doing that. I was unable to find it at the time and was thinking about it today. I wonder if you could send me a copy to jsandilands@gmail.com Incidentally, I am still selling all the books including Lizzie, on our website and may return to some markets next year. I broke my hip 2 mos. after Bob passed and am only recently able to get around more comfortably. I also have many Facebook Pages if you are looking for us. Thanks for doing such a great job with your writing and books.
Hi Joyce: Thank you so much for writing. Yes, I mentioned your husband’s passing in a column and referred to black lung as the cause, something I’ve written about before in many a column. (Not black lung. per se, but about Vancouver Island coal mines and miners.) You’ll have to let me dig it out and get back to you…
If I’d known of Robert’s experience in the mines I would certainly have wanted to chat with him at length, at Christmas Chaos, where I also sell my books.
I’m sorry to hear about your hip and hope you’ll be able to come to Duncan for Chaos in November.
By the way, it has been reported that black lung and silicosis are on the rise among American coal miners–and the Trump government wants to allow states to ease up on their safety standards to make mining cheaper for the corporations. Shades of the Dunsmuirs, eh?
If I live long enough, I’d like to try my hand at writing an historical fiction book for young readers a la the ‘Lizzie’ series. That said, I could recite 20 subjects of non fiction that I’m hoping to publish, too, some of them in various stages of progress. But, writing being what it is, I also have to earn my living by other means so time and energy, like money, are always in short supply!
Again, thank you for writing. I’ll dig out the column and send it by email. All the best, TW